Battle Armor In Flux Chapter 7

Live your life the way you should, no matter how rich you are, you should still follow your original intention. After the inexplicable panic, Ryan Zhang finally stabilized his mentality. He knew very well that once he became impetuous, it would be impossible to live a peaceful life.

Ryan Zhang temporarily put aside the matter of the huge amount of money in the account and began to think about the pile of electronic equipment in the basement. He couldn't figure out what Max Mi wanted?

That day, I couldn't hold back my curiosity any longer: "Max Mi, can you tell me...what instruments are in the basement?"

Even if I tell you...you won't understand!

Ryan Zhang was speechless after hearing these words which were so infuriating that he really didn't understand. But if you told him what it was used for, he would still understand something.

Ryan Zhang smiled bitterly and said, "Do you really want to discourage people like this?"

You will get used to it slowly.

Ryan Zhang touched his nose: "Okay, you are the master, you have the final say!"

Great God? Oh, this is a good name, you can call me Great God from now on.

Ryan Zhang asked: "Why did you change your name? Aren't you too irresponsible?"

I have the final say! Please call me God from now on!

"Great God!"

Ryan Zhang felt no psychological burden when calling him "God", and he really believed that this person was a God, who knew a lot, made money happily, and most importantly, could really convince Ryan Zhang. It could be said that Ryan Zhang had never been convinced by anyone in his life, but after seeing Max Mi's methods, he really convinced himself in his heart, and he couldn't think of anyone more powerful than Max Mi.

As for the pile of cobbled-together gadgets in the basement, Ryan Zhang chose to ignore them. He really couldn't understand what Max Mi was doing. The money was his anyway, so he could do whatever he wanted. Apart from a little curiosity, Ryan Zhang had no other thoughts.

Autumn is coming soon, and the falling leaves outside the window remind Ryan Zhang that four months have passed since he got rich. During this period, in addition to watching the account funds continue to soar, Max Mi has started large-scale purchases, and some parcels and wooden boxes are delivered every day; according to the rules, Ryan Zhang sends the things to the basement.

Day after day, under Max Mi's instruction, Ryan Zhang was an assembly worker, constantly installing things. He didn't bother to ask, anyway, if you want to install it, then install it, but the things installed in the past few days are a bit weird.

Ryan Zhang stared at the installed machine. He felt that this thing was like a big ant, and a bit like a big spider, strange and odd, with eight legs and three balls. The two legs in the front were like mechanical arms. A thick cable was connected to the socket, and it should be charging at this time.

"What is this? A robot?" Ryan Zhang asked curiously as he looked at the machine that looked like a big ant, moving slowly on the ground and then stopping.

You don’t understand. You don’t have to go to the basement anymore. When something is mailed to you, you just need to open the package and put the item at the corner of the stairs.

Ryan Zhang was shocked. He immediately concluded that the big ant he had just assembled must be a robot-like creature, but he had no way to express his opinion.

Since you can't stop it, just ignore it.

"Well, I'll save myself some trouble, Master. I'm going to go home and live there soon."

It’s up to you. I’ll notify you to come over if there’s anything. Don’t go far away, just stay in Ning City. There are still some things I need you to do.

Ryan Zhang sighed. He instinctively felt that something was wrong. Since he couldn't interfere, he might as well stay away for the time being.

After agreeing, Ryan Zhang packed up his laptop and walked home.

Climbing up to the seventh floor, he returned to the old and dilapidated little house. After several months, it was covered with dust. For a person like Ryan Zhang who was a little bit of a clean freak, he could not stand it. He spent more than an hour cleaning the room. Suddenly, he felt extremely depressed. After living in a big villa for several months, returning to this old residential area was a completely different feeling.

The house, which used to be quite comfortable to live in, is now looking increasingly shabby and is simply no longer habitable.

As expected, it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. This is fair to everyone. It is comfortable to live a good life, but it is difficult to live an ordinary life.

Fortunately, Ryan Zhang had experienced some hardships when he was a child, so after cleaning up, he gradually got used to it.

Turning on the computer, Ryan Zhang said, "I'm home!" He was used to talking to the computer. He had not left the house for the past few months because he could communicate with the computer from time to time. He was busy unpacking and installing things, so he did not feel lonely. No wonder, he was exhausted every day. As soon as night came, he went to bed and fell asleep. He had no time to think about anything else.

There was a rapid knock on the door.

Ryan Zhang was wondering, who is coming? This is an old neighborhood with no property management, and except for a few people who know they live here, almost no one would come here.

After opening the door, Ryan Zhang asked in surprise: "Gangzi, why are you here?"

"Fcuk, you're still alive... You don't answer the phone, you don't reply to WeChat, you're just a homebody! I've been here twice, and today is the third time. If I can't find you again, should I call the police or the police?"

"Gangzi, I'm sorry. I've been busy lately and haven't been staying here. I just got home and came in to talk."

"Something? What's the matter? Have you gone to raise the little mouse?"

As he spoke, he walked into the living room. This man was a good drinking buddy of Ryan Zhang and also one of his agents. This kind of agent was completely different from the agents in the film and television industry. To put it bluntly, this kind of agent was a middleman. They took the job, sold it to the next buyer, and made a profit from the difference.

Alex Hu walked into the house angrily, and then saw the floor that had just been cleaned. There were still some water stains on the ground. He smelled it and smelled a faint musty smell, which proved that Ryan Zhang was not lying and he had just returned.

"Where have you been?" Alex Hu sat down on the wooden chair, causing it to creak.

Ryan Zhang glanced at him and said, "Gangzi, you should lose weight!"

"Lose weight!" He took out a cigarette, patted it out, put it in his lips and lit it casually. He knew that Ryan Zhang didn't smoke other people's cigarettes, only his own Zhongnanhai.

Ryan Zhang didn't change his cigarette now. He was still in Zhongnanhai. He picked up a cigarette and Alex Hu hurriedly helped him light it.

"I got two good design drafts for you in the past few months, but I just couldn't find you, which made me so passive... These two jobs cost a lot of money, but it's a pity that you can't take them..."

Alex Hu was surprised to find that Ryan Zhang didn't show any regret, which meant that he didn't care at all. He originally wanted to provoke him, but now he didn't know what to say.

Ryan Zhang said perfunctorily: "Yeah, what a pity, what a pity..." There was no trace of regret on his face.

Alex Hu stared at Ryan Zhang with his small eyes and said, "No, you went somewhere to make a fortune, didn't you? You look like you don't need money!"

Oh Sh!t!

Ryan Zhang was startled by him, and then he realized that this guy just said it casually, but he didn't expect the truth. Of course, Ryan Zhang is not a pushover, his brain is very good, and he laughed: "Fcuk, you know all this! Of course I got rich, haha, I'm not poor, what's the big deal about getting rich?"