Assembly

The sales manager apologized repeatedly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You can buy it, it's just... the price is a little... a little expensive." She still spoke with an excessive stutter.

This was the crown jewel of Yuan Mountain Villa: a standalone mansion in a secluded location, with a huge plot of land, three floors above ground and one below. It was the finest villa in Yuan Mountain Villa.

Zhang Hao said, "If I can buy it, then let's do the paperwork."

Huh?

The sales manager was completely stunned. "Aren't you going to take a look at the house?"

Zhang Hao said, "No need. I'll buy it outright."

The two people who had come in to enjoy the air-conditioning were both dumbfounded. Was he buying a house or groceries? Even if it were groceries, shouldn't he at least check whether they were suitable? Could someone really be like this? What a weirdo! Just because he had money didn't mean he had to throw it around like that.

All the saleswomen in the showroom were going crazy. Plenty of people had looked at this standalone mansion, but not one had dared to buy it. The price was simply outrageous.

Since such a generous buyer was a rare find, the sales manager drew up the contract as quickly as she could. Then he signed it and paid.

Zhang Hao didn't even try to negotiate. The contract price was only 77.4 million yuan, and he paid in cash. After the ten-percent discount, he swiped his card and took the keys and access card.

Without even looking at the house, Zhang Hao left the sales office in his slippers, shuffling along.

Though Zhang Hao looked indifferent, once he got home, he couldn't help letting out a whoop. This was amazing! He'd just bought himself a huge mansion.

Sitting in front of his computer, Zhang Hao was still thrilled.

I'm moving in tonight!

Also, something will be delivered to the villa in a few days. Sign for it.

Two lines appeared.

Zhang Hao asked curiously, "What is it?"

You'll find out when it arrives.

That evening, Zhang Hao carried a laptop on his back and shuffled over to Yuan Mountain Villa again. He had an access card and the villa's key. There was an electric cart at the entrance to take residents who hadn't driven into the complex. Zhang Hao didn't stand on ceremony. He climbed aboard and said, "Building Number One!"

As soon as the security guard heard "Building Number One," he knew Zhang Hao was the man who had bought the most expensive villa that day. The news had spread throughout the staff at Yuan Mountain Villa: a young man had casually swiped his card and bought the most expensive house.

The guard answered respectfully and drove Zhang Hao to the villa.

Zhang Hao opened the door and was stunned.

It was a completely enclosed courtyard, built in the style of a Jiangnan garden. There was a pond, pavilions and terraces, and even a small winding covered walkway. Inside, the decor was in a simple Chinese style, with Rosewood Furniture throughout and all the necessary appliances. It was move-in ready, with no need to redesign or renovate anything.

Zhang Hao was very pleased with that. He wandered around for ages, upstairs and down, and couldn't help marveling at how he had no idea what to do with so many rooms.

The whole building was steeped in the style of an Eastern garden. The only thing Zhang Hao disliked was the sheer number of mosquitoes and other bugs. There were plenty of mosquito traps installed, but in summer, the bugs seemed impossible to kill off.

That night, Zhang Hao slept on the sofa in the second-floor living room. Fortunately, there was an electric mosquito repellent, so the bugs didn't bother him.

A couple of days later, a security guard drove over with an electric cart loaded with packages. They were all things ordered online, and Zhang Hao hadn't bought any of them. The mysterious Mifeng had ordered them, which made Zhang Hao quite curious.

When Zhang Hao opened the packaged boxes, he was astonished to find all kinds of electronic products inside. He was a textbook arts student and knew nothing about electronics, so he hurried back to his room, turned on his computer, and asked directly, "Did you buy all these electronic products?"

Yes. There's still a lot more to be delivered. Keep an eye out for it.

Zhang Hao was at a loss. "I don't recognize any of these weird electronic products, and I don't know what they're for. You only communicate with me through the computer, so I... I don't think you can use them either, can you?"

No! You can use them!

Zhang Hao was completely speechless. He couldn't even understand what he was looking at. How was he supposed to use any of it?

"Um... Mifeng, I really can't use this stuff. I don't even know what it's for... If it were a computer, I might be able to use it, but these electronic products and circuit boards—I really have no use for them. I swear I'm telling the truth." He even raised a hand and held up two fingers, swearing to the computer.

I'll teach you how to assemble and use them.

Zhang Hao had a bad feeling. "What do you mean, assemble?"

The words floating across the screen made his bad feeling come true.

You'll assemble these electronic products into a machine under my guidance. Don't worry, I'll show you what to do.

Zhang Hao quietly opened his bank account. He'd had a little over eight million yuan left after buying the house, but more than five million had already been spent, and the balance was still dropping. In other words, over five million yuan had already gone toward electronic products. That was a terrifying amount of money.

Then he opened his stock account. The more than eighty million yuan that had disappeared had been completely replenished. On top of that, his total funds were now close to six hundred million.

Zhang Hao sighed and said, "Fine, as long as you're happy!" Anyway, he had plenty of money. If Mifeng dared to buy things, he dared to accept them. What did he have to fear?

Clear out the basement level of the villa. Move everything that gets delivered down there. Do it yourself, and don't bring in outsiders.

Fortunately, Zhang Hao wasn't lazy; he was just a homebody. "All right, all right. I'm curious to see what you're planning."

Over the next two weeks, Zhang Hao finally understood what it meant to be crazy and to spend money like water... In just two weeks, more than 130 million yuan had left his bank account. But the money in his stock account hadn't decreased at all—instead, it had grown dramatically, and was now close to a billion yuan.

At least a hundred packages arrived each day, and sometimes there were more than three hundred. Some of them were huge, packed in wooden crates and delivered by forklift. Zhang Hao even saw the words printed on one of the crates: "Three-axis machine tool"!

Good grief! What the hell were you up to? Zhang Hao felt like he'd been swindled. No wonder Mifeng had told him to clear out the basement. There really was an incredible amount of stuff.

After two weeks, Zhang Hao felt like he was about to drop dead from exhaustion. He was also someone who liked everything neat and orderly. With so many things piled up in the basement, he couldn't sleep unless they were all cleaned up and arranged properly. It was exhausting.

The worst part was that he couldn't ask anyone to help. He had to do everything himself!

Zhang Hao had gone from a desk worker to a full-fledged manual laborer. By the end of each day, his back ached, his whole body trembled, and even though he'd never eaten takeout before, he now had no choice but to order it to stave off hunger. His appetite had really increased.

Every day, the first thing he said when he turned on the computer was a complaint: "I'm exhausted. I'm going to die of exhaustion..."

Sometimes Zhang Hao found it a little strange. In the past, even if he stayed home for a few weeks, a few friends would still call to chat. But ever since he met Mifeng, it seemed like everyone had disappeared. No one called, his WeChat was completely quiet, and nobody reached out or contacted him.