The next day.
Yun Mu was busy clearing the ruins of the Bamboo House alongside the enthusiastic villagers.
Suddenly, Wang Zhengyu arrived, followed by a huge crowd of people carrying various tools.
"Director Wang, what is this all about?"
Looking at Wang Zhengyu in bewilderment, the villagers stopped what they were doing and curiously sized up the newcomers.
Hearing his question, Wang Zhengyu smiled mysteriously. "These are gifts to thank you."
"Thank you gifts?"
"That's right! The live-streaming arrangements have all been finalized. Setting aside the actual impact for a moment, the revenue alone is already comparable to our previous figures."
"Moreover, there are all kinds of additional earnings during the broadcast. If the reception is good, this season's revenue is expected to more than double!"
At this, his gaze toward Yun Mu was brimming with gratitude.
"So, to thank you for coming up with such a brilliant suggestion for us, I specially prepared a token of appreciation for you."
With that, he turned sideways and gestured toward the large group behind him.
"Seeing that you're rebuilding your house, I specifically hired a professional construction team to come and help out."
Before Yun Mu could even respond, the surrounding villagers protested in dissatisfaction.
"Hey? What do you mean by that, young man? Are you looking down on us old folks and thinking we're not professional?"
"Exactly! We used to be professional forest rangers back in the day. Building a little house is as easy as pie for us."
"Send them back! We'll build Xiaomu's house ourselves, we don't need them!"
"That's right! They'll cost a fortune, whereas we only need some money for materials."
Faced with the complaints of the uncles and aunties, Wang Zhengyu hurriedly pressed his palms together and apologized. "Uncles and aunties, I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to look down on you."
"It's just that you're all getting older, and it wouldn't be good if anyone took a fall or got hurt."
"Besides, the construction team I hired is a top-tier crew in the industry. They have elite designers and professional builders, and they're practically proficient in all architectural styles."
"You want Xiaomu to have a new home that he's truly happy with, right?"
"Best of all, our production crew will cover every single expense for this team, including the cost of materials!"
"If you're worried about their workmanship, you can stick around and supervise the construction yourselves. How does that sound?"
Hearing this, the discontent on the faces of the uncles and aunties instantly vanished.
With a professional construction team, the technical quality was bound to be fine.
Above all, Yun Mu wouldn't have to shell out a single cent.
Wonderful, the money saved could be kept for his future wedding!
Acting as their representative, the village chief spoke up first to voice their decision.
"We have no problem with that. As for supervision, no need—they're definitely more professional than us."
Then, changing his tone, he cast a suspicious look at Wang Zhengyu.
"Xiaomu really doesn't have to pay anything?"
Wang Zhengyu let out a helpless laugh.
"Rest assured, absolutely not!"
Satisfied, the village chief patted Yun Mu on the shoulder.
"Since there are more professional people to help build your house, we old folks will be heading off first."
Without waiting for Yun Mu to reply, he waved to the rest of the villagers.
"Let's go, let's go, everyone disperse since there's nothing else."
"Hey, Grandpa Village Chief!"
Yun Mu called out twice behind them, but the village chief didn't even turn his head.
Seeing this, Yun Mu looked helplessly at Wang Zhengyu.
"Director Wang, I truly appreciate your help, but I can't let you pay for my house. Whatever it costs to hire them, I will pay."
Wang Zhengyu gave Yun Mu a strange look.
"You'll pay? Do you have any idea how much just hiring this team costs? Leaving aside labor and materials, the appearance fee alone is 500,000."
Hearing the price tag, Yun Mu's expression froze slightly.
500,000?!
Between his savings and the money from selling his house, he only had a little over 550,000 in total!
Noticing his reaction, Wang Zhengyu laughed heartily.
"Come on, compared to the help you gave me, building you a house is just a small matter."
"Designer, could you come over for a moment?"
Without waiting for Yun Mu to speak again, he called over the designer from the construction team.
A woman in her thirties, striking and professional, carrying a laptop bag, walked over.
"Hello, I am Murong Shuang, in charge of design for this team."
With a professional smile on her face, Murong Shuang extended her right hand while introducing herself.
Seeing this, Yun Mu reached out and gave her hand a light, brief shake.
"Hello, I'm Yun Mu."
After the two introduced themselves, Wang Zhengyu said to Yun Mu with great seriousness, "Xiaomu, don't underestimate her. To put it modestly, as far as I know, the homes of at least ten super-wealthy individuals nationwide were designed by her and built by their team!"
"So later when you discuss the design plans, feel free to voice any ideas you have! With Murong Shuang's capability, she can bring your visions to life to absolute perfection!"
Hearing the praise, Murong Shuang didn't object; she just offered a faint smile.
Then, her lovely eyes scanned the surroundings, and after finding a relatively flat, cleared patch of ground, she motioned to the construction crew behind her.
Workers swiftly stepped forward to set up a table and three chairs.
Murong Shuang placed her laptop on the table.
"Shall we sit down and talk?"
Wang Zhengyu waved his hand with a smile. "You two go ahead and chat. I still have plenty to take care of, so I'll be off."
After seeing Wang Zhengyu off, Murong Shuang placed a chair beside her and opened her laptop.
"Sit. Let's talk about your vision for building this house."
"Feel free to share anything—like what style you prefer, or what your usual tastes are."
Hearing her prompt, Yun Mu scratched his head in mild embarrassment.
"Well, I made a simple design sketch, but I'm not a professional. It's just a drawing of the exterior appearance."
Murong Shuang raised her head, her eyes lighting up.
"Oh? Would you mind letting me have a look?"
Yun Mu nodded, stood up, and retrieved a paper scroll from his backpack nearby.
"I drew it entirely from imagination, so it might be a bit too idealistic. Have a look first."
As Murong Shuang unrolled the scroll, her eyes instantly brightened.
It was stunning.
Far better than she had imagined.
Yun Mu hadn't drawn a professional blueprint; it looked more like an art piece.
Yet it was drawn with exquisite detail.
"Are you an art major?"
"Yes, and I worked in graphic design after graduation."
After carefully examining Yun Mu's drawing, Murong Shuang looked at him with pleasant surprise.
"You draw very well. With this, the core design is basically established. What we need now is to use this drawing as a blueprint, translate it into architectural plans, and then we can estimate materials, make purchases, and prepare for construction."
Hearing this, Yun Mu's face lit up with joy.
He didn't know how many revisions he had made to this drawing before finally reaching a version that satisfied him.
Now, knowing that his ideas could be fully realized, he was naturally thrilled.
"Come on, let's talk and see if there are any areas on the main exterior that we can refine further."
The two then began discussing the details of the house's exterior.
Yun Mu's drawing was based purely on personal preference, leaving many gaps in functional design.
As a professional in this field, Murong Shuang not only addressed those practical aspects but also proposed enhancements to parts of the drawing she felt could be improved.
She sketched them out on the fly to give Yun Mu a clear, direct comparison.
While everything was progressing smoothly here, Wang Zhengyu was running into a very tricky problem over on his end.