Reborn with Consumption System

"Darling, truly grateful for your help, let me give you a new haircut!"

Han Lie watched her spray water on his hair and couldn’t help but fall into deep suspicion—your skills are quite eclectic, huh?

Bai Yuxue glanced twice and hurriedly ran back to her room.

She has thin skin, very passive, and always ends up last in whatever she does.

Bai Yushuang, on the other hand, was different; she immediately stepped in to help, starting to lather Han Lie’s hair...

...

The matter with Gao Diaomao had temporarily come to an end, allowing Han Lie to finally have some free time.

The company didn’t require attention, and there was no serious work to be done, so he ended up being roped in by Aunt Zhao to lend a hand.

After so much time invested, the design plans for the villa had reached their final draft.

The five design studios that made it to the final stage were Gensler, Neri&Hu, J&A, Zheng Xiaodong, and Ezhen.

Then, Han Lie spent two days smoothing things out, finally getting his mother-in-law and fiancée to reluctantly agree.

"Mr. Feng, it’s all up to you now."

Han Lie shook hands with Feng Zhijun of the Ezhen team, and then personally signed the contract with Xiao Papai, officially confirming this renovation contract worth 118 million.

The reason for choosing Feng Zhijun was essentially choosing the entire Ezhen team; their designs merged strong personal traits into a modern minimalist style—Pan Ge and Han Lie’s personal traits.

Their presentation was truly spectacular.

"We have thoroughly delved into all available public information on Mr. Han, and repeatedly confirmed Ms. Zhao and Ms. Pan’s opinions. The exclusive color tone we derived for you is dark gold.

Luxurious, mysterious, simple, yet not simple.

To satisfy all these requirements, the dark gold pattern stripes must be simplistic, grand, not prominently displayed, so we’ve set the base color of the space as light gray for contrast.

Moreover, homeowner Ms. Pan seems more like she’s navigating around Mr. Han’s gray and gold, black and white, contradictory yet opposing, under the encompassing gray, without deviation.

The four main colors will ultimately form a harmonious unity, me within you, you within me..."

Without touching on materials at all, their team elevated the concept to a level that delighted Pan Ge, resulting in a well-deserved victory.

On the other hand, Aunt Zhao actually preferred Mr. Zheng Xiaodong.

Just take a brief look at his credentials—Tan Palace No.11 Villa, Shimao She Shan No.10 Villa, Juntin No.17 Villa, She Shan East Purple Garden Villa, She Shan Golf Villa...

A live expert for villas.

Mr. Zheng’s final design completely fulfilled Aunt Zhao’s demands for grandeur and luxury, and also integrated many ideas from the new Chinese style, which Han Lie also liked.

However, at this current time, many conditions for the new Chinese style are not mature.

For instance, a new styled handcrafted wooden chair made from centennial huanghuali wood, combined with a matching table, antique shelf, comprehensive environment design, villa exterior renovation...

Cost aside, all details need to be painstakingly refined from scratch.

Han Lie didn’t have that much time; he’s getting engaged early next year, and this villa really isn’t suitable.

The next property, which will be better and more expensive, Han Lie will surely opt for new Chinese style, hopefully by then Mr. Zheng will have mastered his skills.

While seeing Zheng Xiaodong out, Han Lie proactively expressed his thoughts.

"Mr. Zheng, although we couldn’t cooperate this time, I personally continue to hold great expectations for pure new Chinese styles. For the next mansion, I hope you can come up with a better, more avant-garde design that truly breaks through self-imposed limits, and we can collaborate then..."

Old Zheng felt Han Lie’s sincerity, and was immediately overwhelmed by the prospect.

"Alright, alright, Mr. Han, rest assured, I’ll certainly strive tirelessly, galloping in the vast realm of humanities and arts equipped with traditional Chinese thoughts and contemporary architectural trends, breaking design boundaries!"

Those in the arts often don’t speak human language, that’s standard.

If this was a coal boss, would he even understand?!

Of course, Han Lie actually looks forward to him...

Upon returning to the villa, Aunt Zhao, who wasn’t particularly happy earlier, was now eagerly engaged in lively conversation with Feng Zhijun.

"Ms. Zhao, don’t worry, eight months for the construction, we’ll certainly manage it!"

The high price was because the Ezhen team had fully committed, with Feng Zhijun at the helm, and three assistant designers rotating shifts—essentially twenty hours of work each day.

Moreover, the speed of the modern minimalist renovation was also an important reason Aunt Zhao ultimately agreed.

As good as new Chinese is, it’s hard to see results without a year and a half, whereas the minimalist approach, with a reliable construction team, progresses swiftly.

As for those bespoke furniture and kitchen appliances, the eight months may be tight, but not to worry, Aunt Zhao herself can expedite orders.

Take FENDI’s haute furniture for instance, notoriously long wait times, sometimes up to a year and a half.

Feng Zhijun found this particularly challenging: "However, for custom furniture, we need repeated communication with major manufacturers, and their production cycles are inherently long. For instance, the sofa I want to use from FENDI CASA, on average it takes at least 8 months..."

"You decide what to use."

Aunt Zhao casually waved her hand: "Schedule the orders, and I’ll expedite them. No matter how aloof FENDI is, it’s still under the umbrella of LVMH, isn’t it?"

Good grief, such a bossy aunt!

At that moment, Han Lie applauded seal-style, offering admiration to Aunt Zhao.

The Ezhen team really didn’t hold that much clout, but would Wu Yue or even Delphine Arnault be enough?

If so, they better toe the line, and work hard!

Aunt Zhao was squinted by Han Lie’s applause, but she stifled her laughter, lightly explaining.

"I’m a cross-national bestie with Bernard Arnault’s daughter Delphine Arnault, though not overly close, but on quite good terms. She personally invites me to watch shows every year, and calculating the time, if not for busily handling your matters, I should be in Paris right now..."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Han Lie spared no sweet words, full of reverence.

"If you weren’t helping manage things, we’d truly be at a loss, such big matters, ultimately you’re the most reliable!"

Making Xiao Papai roll her eyes.

That’s my mom!

I couldn’t care less about her, why are you so keen?!

Then, as expected, she was suppressed by Aunt Zhao again, visibly losing status at home, as the scheming jerk easily ascended.

And next thing, barely out the villa gate, Han Lie immediately embraced her to coax.

"Why do you always stubbornly go against our mom? Ultimately it’s the two of us living together, how many days can she even spend at home? If she’s in the wrong, just bear with it, it’s only for such a short time. I painstakingly curry favor with our mom, isn’t it also to smoothly move into our own little home sooner?"

Pan Ge’s eyes squinted with laughter.

Our little home!

Family and friends, who understands this?

Me and Doggy will soon have our own little home!

"Mm-hm, listening to you, I won’t argue with her anymore...mua! You’re the best!"

This is exactly how opposites restrain each other; who would have thought? The supposedly cunning "Black-hearted White Lotus" Miss Pan Ge, got coaxed by the jerk Han Lie as if she were head over heels...

Brothers, remember!

Before a woman turns 30, no matter how composed, rational, clever, and wise she is, she needs love.

Read her pulse, find her weakness, give her ample love, it’s ridiculously easy to coax.

The key is to master the skill of painting cakes; if she likes romance, paint her a romantic cake—like taking you to romantic Turkey, something Tokyo or Paris...

If she likes stability, paint her a family cake—like wanting to have a home, a place not needing grandiose, where I think of it when I’m weary...

If she eats everything, paint both cakes together—like waiting by the lakeside on the prairie for birds to return, until we grow up to have a kid...

This isn’t teaching you to deceive, painting cakes is fundamental for stabilizing her emotions, igniting her motivation, forming positive feedback.

Both people’s emotions stabilize, mutually activated, mutually encouraged, mutually accompanied, the odds of work hitting the right path and love maturing increase.

Constantly arguing, bickering daily, questioning each other, that’s genuine exhausting love.

Class dismissed!

Then it didn’t take long, the side effects of Han Lie coaxing Pan Ge too excitedly manifested—she dragged him daily, visiting the villa four times a day!

This can’t continue...

Han Lie’s head pounded heavily, decisively finding a temporary serious matter, finally escaping the predicament of daily watching people hammer walls.

He decided to formally interact with General Manager Hu and explore the CT project.

*******

My head is numb, lately continually being maliciously reported, already modifying the plot direction, now being notified to greatly alter previous content, my head buzzing.

Writing finance stories truly feels unpleasant, too shallow feels awkward, too deep gets critiqued.

Sigh...