"Based on current labor costs and building material prices, and taking into account the addition of some experimental equipment, it may cost approximately... 138,963,582.93 yuan."

"..."

Gao Ang, his mouth full of bitterness, touched his bald head, looked up at the sky, and saw the two brothers above him, carefree and happy, before letting out a long sigh.

"Sigh, Your Majesty, you know our financial situation. We have expenses of hundreds of millions every now and then... Do you really think the money in our bank accounts is our own?"

"Sir, you have to consider the output efficiency of RGO. The Health Bureau has already started to promote it. According to their pricing tiers and the number of subscribers I checked from the hospital's internal system, in the first month, just the first month, our profit share will be 143,965,288.77 yuan, which is enough."

That's enough...

"You mean we should just throw all the money we get allocated into the industry without doing anything?"

"Don't worry, sir. Everything is under my control. There won't be a fiscal deficit. I'm also investing. International futures have been very volatile lately, and what I've earned is enough for our daily expenses. Relax, everything is under control."

In the end, Chisui began to comfort Gao Ang.

I believed your lies.

Gao Ang mentally scoffed, silently opened his bank account on his phone, and stared blankly at the numbers after facial recognition.

"Futures trading is that profitable?"

His entire net worth was just over one million before. His first stock investment barely netted him around one and a half million, and he didn't pay much attention to it after that.

During this period, all the major expenses were borrowed from Xia Weiwei.

According to his estimate, even if domestic stocks can make money, the maximum daily return would be only two or three percent.

In just a few days, the most they could manage is two million at most.

But the .54 balance in his account truly surprised him.

Wait, there's also a Shanjin account: .36 Shanjin!

"Holy crap, how can there be so much gold?"

Chisui quickly explained the origin of the money, "Don't worry, sir, this is all legal funds, I didn't steal it."

"Didn't you tell me to go all out and invest last time? I was thinking about finding more ways to invest. When it comes to investing, the futures market and the Bitcoin market are currently the markets with the highest gambling rate."

Bitcoin is out of the question; it's too unstable, and there are negative factors associated with digital currencies, so I haven't participated.

But futures are an option, and we have big data, right? I opened an account for you in the mountains and transferred $50,000 out.

There happened to be a perfect opportunity during that period, so I followed the short-selling guru George Soros and made over a hundred times my initial investment.

Short selling?

Speaking of this, Gao Ang had a vague recollection of it.

There was indeed such a big news story a while ago, which even trended on social media. But can you really make money by shorting?

Having never really been involved in the investment market, I can't help but have this question.

"Of course, theoretically, this short selling could have yielded even greater profits. From the low of 0.01 to -37, theoretically, it could have resulted in a profit of 3700 times..."

"How many?"

Gao Yang's voice cracked; he was stunned by the number and interrupted Qian Sui.

"3700 times, but I suspect that those short-selling big shots didn't communicate through the internet, or that they built their own independent networks. I couldn't find any more information, otherwise I wouldn't have only made such a small profit. What a pity."

Gao Ang didn't pay much attention to what Qian Sui said after that. What he cared about was: why was only 50,000 mountain gold transferred out?

What if it's 500,000?

"Sir, there are limits on the amount of foreign exchange that can be transferred out. Ordinary citizens can only transfer 50,000 gold coins abroad per year."

Chitose offered a weak explanation.

"Um, okay."

Gao Ang scratched his head, realizing how stupid he had been. If only he had known that things could happen in three seconds, there would be countless others in the world.

This is a profit, but what if we lose money?

People should know how to be content.

"I'm handing over the financial reins to you now. Let's get back to our previous topic. According to your design plan, how long will it take to build our new house? Don't tell me it will take a year or two. I can't wait that long. If it really takes that long, I'd rather just do some repairs and move in casually for now."

Gao Ang is now caught in a vicious cycle of scientific research; he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't find something to do every day.

As mentioned earlier, he loved hands-on activities and was curious about everything when he was a child.

Later, when I went to junior high school and then to university, my suppressed personality, which had been suppressed for so many years, was finally released.

There's a saying in the stock market: the longer the sideways movement, the higher the subsequent rise.

This desire, too, has been suppressed for so many years, like a volcano about to erupt.

The mutation is like the opening at the bottom of a volcano, where high-pressure magma erupts uncontrollably.

"The initial construction period was eight months, but I also took into account our specific situation, so in the later plan, I chose to start multiple projects at the same time. The labor cost will increase accordingly, and the construction period has been shortened to six months. If we can shorten it further, it is not impossible, but the labor cost and machinery cost will increase exponentially."

"What's the fastest possible time, regardless of cost?"

"It will take at least four months; any faster and problems will arise. Concrete needs time to set. Although additives can be used to speed up the setting process, it's not a natural setting and will compromise safety to some extent..."

Hearing this, Gao Ang waved his hand to interrupt Qian Sui's nagging, "What safety? Are we afraid of dying? Just use additives, as fast as possible."

"Well, that's true. We and Xiaohua aren't afraid of death, so it's fine. The construction period should be shortened by more than a month. If that's the case, it will probably take about three months."

Little Flower, who was standing nearby, heard her name called out, "Meow, what do you want? Who said I'm not afraid of death? I'm afraid of death too, okay?"

"Don't join in the fun, the adults are talking about serious matters."

"Meow." What did you say? You think I'm being nosy?

With a leap, Little Flower jumped onto the top of the cat's head and began massaging with her paws again.

Gao Ang glanced up speechlessly, letting him play as he pleased, and then said, "Once the design drawings are finished, you need to contact Shi Jian's unit as soon as possible."

"We've already made the arrangements, and we're just waiting for your agreement to pay the deposit."

After all, if it's going to be a large-scale construction project, Gao Ang has to report it to his superiors, and he has to let the Health Bureau know.

To his surprise, as soon as they heard he wanted to build a house, they provided him with a complete service.

In their words: Why bother with a construction team? Just send in the engineering corps. Military-grade quality, trustworthy.

Gao Ang gently patted his bald head. "I'm so stupid. How could I forget this? We're now affiliated with the Health Bureau. We're a research institute that's like a sanatorium."

By 8 p.m., Qian Sui's engineering design draft was finally ready, and Gao Ang immediately had him send it to the email address designated by the Health Bureau.

Not long after, Section Chief Zhang from the Health Bureau, who was in charge of liaising with him, made a phone call.

"Mr. Gao, the paperwork is easy to handle, but the project cost..."

He didn't say anything more, but Gao Ang knew what he meant. "Don't worry, I'll pay for it. Also, we can't let the engineering corps suffer. We can't cut corners on any costs. We're not short of money."

If it weren't for the vast amount of gold that Qian Sui brought in, Gao Ang might have been even more frugal.

But with that money, he felt much more confident, especially since it was the People's Liberation Army who had helped him, and he couldn't afford to treat them unfairly.

“Mr. Gao, that’s not what I meant. The cost exceeds the bureau’s regulations, and we are also facing difficulties. But don’t worry, we have been instructed from above to fully cooperate with you. The bureau will provide the maximum allowance to support your project.”

Section Chief Zhang explained cautiously.

This is the Health Bureau's cash cow! Director Zhang instructed us to help if we can, and to find a way to help if we can't.

It's not that the Health Bureau is overly profit-driven; they also have their own difficulties.

Limited by departmental rules and regulations, they cannot have many profitable projects.

They've finally found a project that benefits the people, so they certainly won't give it up easily.

They can't rely entirely on funding from above; there has to be a hierarchy in government spending.

With the high profits they receive, the health bureau can add equipment and improve its research capabilities.

This will provide greater protection for the healthcare of the elderly and important individuals.

Moreover, if ROG has such remarkable therapeutic effects, who dares to say that GaoGao cannot develop more effective and advanced medical products or devices?

Therefore, both emotionally and rationally, maintaining good relations with Gao Yuan is a consensus recognized by everyone within the group.

Gao Ang didn't take Zhang's explanation to heart at all. "There's really no need. I don't need the money. Use your money where it's needed. Don't worry, although I funded this research institute, the ownership still belongs to you. If I don't want to live here anymore someday, you can take over."

After hanging up with Section Chief Zhang, Gao Ang began looking for an apartment.

"I'm such an unlucky guy, how many times have I moved since June?"

"This is the third time, sir."

"...I already know even if you don't say it. I'm just saying, how did you learn from the third brother? He's always sabotaging things..."

Lao Fang moved from Vanke Apartment to Xia Weiwei's house; she didn't stay at Xia Weiwei's house for more than a few days before moving here; and she didn't stay here for more than a few days before the lithium battery exploded again...

"Chisuke, look for a place to stay. See if there's anything suitable. It must be quiet and safe. Price is not an issue."

With money, you speak with authority. Look, price is no object!

“Chang Ying Island next door would be a good fit. There’s a weather station there, and the whole island is currently uninhabited. We can get there through the Health Bureau.”

"Send me the information, and also send a copy to Section Chief Zhang."

Gao Feng glanced at the Changying Island that Qian Sui had mentioned, and it was pretty much as he had described.

It faces Changming Island across the sea, with a straight-line distance of about 10 kilometers. There are no tunnels or bridges, and it can only be reached by sea-going ships.

Satellite maps show that there is only one observation station there, and Chitose also found relevant data at the meteorological bureau, so it seems to be true.

Moreover, this is the estuary of the sea, so the sea breeze is always quite strong. There are also wind and solar power generation facilities on the island, so there is not much of a problem with power supply.

As for the drinking water problem, it can be completely solved with money.

Most importantly, there is absolutely no one living on this island.

They are currently on Changming Island, where some indigenous people still live, and overall they still face the risk of exposure.

But on Changying Island, they were free to roam as they pleased.

It was already past midnight, almost 10 p.m., and Section Chief Zhang, who was just about to rest, received another email, this time from Gao Li.

"Can we borrow the weather station for a few days to rest?"

This isn't a big deal, since they're both public institutions, and that meteorological station is indeed in a semi-abandoned state.

After listening to Section Chief Zhang's explanation, the leaders of the meteorological bureau granted his request without any hesitation.

The next day, August 30th, Gao Ang began his third major move.

To his surprise, the weather bureau actually found him a speedboat.

Of course, this favor should definitely be attributed to Section Chief Zhang.

He declined the offer to help him move, and after a short while, Gao Ang mastered the basic driving skills.

According to the visitor, the observation station has everything it should have, such as a kitchen, a bathroom, and a toilet.

The furniture is quite complete, though a bit old, but it doesn't interfere with basic living.

Ang Gao has endured hardship since childhood. He did a lot of farm work when he was young, and carrying sacks was nothing compared to what he did as a child.

Moreover, his current physical condition can be described as abnormal; he can even rest while lying on broken glass.

All he needs is a place where he can shelter from the wind and rain and continue his research.

After spending the entire day, Gao Feng finally settled all his belongings.

It has everything you need for eating, drinking, and relieving yourself.

At 3 p.m., the engineering corps had arrived near his compound and began setting up camp.

Also arriving was Section Chief Zhang. At present, assisting Gao Ang in establishing this research institute should be his most important task.

Gao Ang, Section Chief Zhang, and Commander Liu, the team leader from the engineering corps, chatted for a long time, expressing their thoughts and opinions on the newly completed design draft.

“Mr. Gao, I’ve seen many engineering design drawings, but yours can be described as…very insightful.”

After thinking for a while, Commander Liu finally expressed his opinion with the words "very insightful".

“Hahaha,” Gao Ang laughed awkwardly but politely, “Young people like us all want to do something fancy. The main thing is that I’m not sure if I will have any new ideas in the future, so I just added everything I could think of.”

"Commander Liu, that's how all researchers are. They think outside the box. Their ideas are different from ours. Otherwise, they'd be geniuses and we'd just be doing manual labor."

Section Chief Zhang chuckled to himself.

"It's alright, we'll just follow the design. Obeying orders is our duty."

Commander Liu's lips twitched slightly. He greeted the two men and then began to arrange the on-site operations.

"Section Chief Zhang, would you like to come and sit at my place for a while?"

Gao Ang turned the key to the motorboat and shouted at Section Chief Zhang on the shore.

"No need, you go ahead with your work, I'll go take a look over there."

Section Chief Zhang also shouted, waving his hand.

Gao Ang was just being polite; Section Chief Zhang wasn't unreasonable.

When they returned to the weather station, it was already dark. The two brothers were still flying in the sky, while Chisui was obediently circling back and forth on the ground, probably thinking about something again.

"Beep beep beep"

The ambient lights around Chisui suddenly began to flash, and at the same time, an alarm sounded.

Little Flower, who was following behind him and dodging the cat, was also startled. "Meow?" What's going on?

"Sir, something terrible is about to happen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Sui ran into the house.

Xiao Hua, standing there in a daze, was completely bewildered: What happened?

Gao Ang was also dumbfounded: "Why don't you finish what you're saying?"