Starting a Company

Mi Feng provided information that deeply concerned Zhang Hao: he had a way to extend his lifespan. As for how, Zhang Hao had no concept. In human history, apart from myths, ordinary people rarely lived past a hundred; eighty or ninety was already considered long life. Could Mi Feng let him live for several hundred more years?

That was absolutely impossible!

Zhang Hao didn't even need to think about it. Even with advanced technology, it would be difficult to achieve such a feat. However, Zhang Hao had immense faith in Mi Feng. In just a few months, Mi Feng had given him so much confidence. It could truly be said that, up to this point, anything Mi Feng set his mind to, he accomplished.

What was Mi Feng?

Zhang Hao had already removed the concept of "human" from Mi Feng. Was it a program? Or some kind of intelligent item?

He pondered for a long time, unable to imagine what Mi Feng was. Thinking of the big-headed aliens from TV and computers, Zhang Hao hoped it wasn't that. If it were, it would be too horrifying.

Then, Zhang Hao considered what would happen if he called the police. He quickly dismissed the thought. He wasn't stupid. Mi Feng was so powerful; he believed Mi Feng must have a way to eliminate all risks. If he reported it, he'd likely lose his life. Mi Feng's methods were varied, and with Zhang Hao's current strength, he had no way to suppress them.

He gave a wry smile inwardly, but Zhang Hao wasn't dejected. He had a feeling that Mi Feng harbored no ill will towards him. Moreover, Mi Feng could bring him vast sums of money. For that reason alone, Zhang Hao wished to continue their collaboration. He had no reason to oppose Mi Feng, even though he remained uneasy.

This uneasiness stemmed from uncertainty. Zhang Hao didn't know where Mi Feng would lead him.

Zhang Hao was cautious and not reckless, but not cowardly. He was a bit of a perfectionist and preferred an orderly life. He had very little adventurous spirit, content with modest wealth and a peaceful existence. Thus, getting rich only increased his stress.

He felt at ease with the wealth he earned himself, especially wealth gained through his own efforts. Unexpected gains, particularly such enormous wealth, made him uneasy, even if the source was clear. Even if others investigated, they wouldn't find any issues. But deep down, he knew this wealth wasn't truly earned by him; it was obtained through Mi Feng, almost like cheating.

Rich or poor, life had to go on. Having reached this point, Zhang Hao could only continue. Returning to his original life was impossible, especially with Mi Feng's promise of extending his life, which filled Zhang Hao with longing.

The computer suddenly emitted a typing sound. Zhang Hao quickly looked.

Establish a company!

Factory construction plan!

A document appeared. Zhang Hao opened it. First, establish a company, then a factory construction plan. The entire process left Zhang Hao stunned—every step was crystal clear. He just needed to execute it to establish physical factories, and not just one, but two: a machinery factory and an electronics factory.

He sighed inwardly. A quiet life was completely impossible now.

Zhang Hao said, "I can't do this alone, and I don't understand machinery or electronics..."

You don't need to understand. Just follow my instructions!

It's very simple!

Zhang Hao gave a wry smile and said, "I'm just a freelancer, making a little money. How can establishing a business be simple?" He felt timid, even a little fearful, but Mi Feng wouldn't let him be.

Follow my guidance!

It's extremely simple!

Zhang Hao couldn't refuse. So, he agreed. "Alright, alright. I'll follow your instructions. Don't blame me if it doesn't work out!"

But he couldn't help but get a headache thinking about it.

"But I don't have anyone! How can I do this alone?"

Starting a company and building a factory was definitely not as simple as buying a house. If he had the money, he could just go to a sales office, pick a unit, and pay. Starting a company and building a factory required assembling a team. If he had to recruit people, he wouldn't even know where to start. It was truly a headache.

The seventeenth floor of Jinfeng Building has been arranged. Go sign the contract tomorrow.

The lease is for two years, paid upfront. Five million per year, a total of ten million paid at once. The price isn't expensive. A company just went bankrupt, and the space has been vacant, serving as a temporary office for the company.

Furthermore, you don't need to worry about recruitment. Someone will report tomorrow; they've already been hired.

You just need to assign tasks according to my requirements.

Lines of text appeared on the computer screen. Zhang Hao was speechless. He felt like a complete failure. Mi Feng was too amazing; everything was already prepared. He just needed to relay orders.

Zhang Hao immediately relaxed and said, "Okay, I'll go to Jinfeng Building tomorrow." He knew Jinfeng Building; it was in the innovation park, and he had passed by the building before. It was a very beautiful office building.

Given Zhang Hao's passive and lazy nature, if he had to do everything himself, he would have gone mad. He wasn't the entrepreneurial type. However, with Mi Feng covering for him, he could reluctantly follow instructions.

The next day, as soon as Zhang Hao woke up, he received a call from property management. A Bentley had arrived outside.

Before Zhang Hao could react, a line of text appeared on his computer screen by the bed.

The car was bought for you. The driver's name is Cheng Yuan, and he has been hired by the company.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but say, "You're truly thoughtful!"

Of course!

Looking at the two words on the screen, Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh. This Mi Feng was simply too magical. He asked the security guard to let them in. Moments later, he arrived at the main entrance and saw a car slowly approaching.

It was a black Bentley. He had almost no concept of cars because he couldn't drive. A shut-in who never went out wouldn't bother with a car, even if he had money. It wasn't that he couldn't learn, but he was lazy and didn't go out often, making a car useless. He didn't pay attention to such things. In modern society, Zhang Hao was a bit of an oddity.

A middle-aged man got out of the car. He looked like a simple, honest person. Upon seeing Zhang Hao, he hurried forward a few steps and said, "Mr. Zhang, hello. I'm Cheng Yuan." He was quite shocked. Zhang Hao's face looked very young, not at all like someone in his early thirties. Having stayed indoors for a long time, his skin appeared very fair, making him look at least seven or eight years younger, and someone might even believe he was in his early twenties.

Cheng Yuan was originally a taxi driver, working the night shift. He had partnered with someone for over ten years, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted. Recently, he had a disagreement with his partner. It was simple: he wanted to drive during the day, and they fell out over it. He was an honest person, but when an honest person got angry, they could be very stubborn. He decided to quit.