Ha Wenbing really couldn't figure it out. Lin Hao's son, Lin Tian, was already so promising, and the money he earned was enough for their whole family to squander. Even buying a villa in Kanyue City and living there wouldn't be a problem.
As for this orchard, for Lin Tian's family it was nothing at all. The money Lin Tian wired into his bank card in a single month was probably enough to cover one or two years of this orchard's income, maybe even more.
Since that's the case, why keep clinging to this shabby orchard? You have to tend it all year round, and now you're getting all worked up and red in the face with me—what's the point? Just treat it as doing a good deed and hand the orchard over to me, what's wrong with that?
The more Ha Wenbing thought about it, the less sense it made. He really wanted to pry open Lin Hao's skull and see if there were fruits growing inside it too.
