Chapter four hundred and ninety fourth housewarming
A week later, the memory that Haoran lost due to the impact began to slowly recover. Although it was a little later than the doctor expected, the recovery effect was quite good, leaving almost no sequelae.
"Xiaoyun, you only offered me a salary of 5,000 yuan a month at the beginning. Isn't it too shameful?" Haoran recalled the scene when they first met and complained to Situ Muyun with a bitter look on his face.
"Tch, why didn't you say that you will be given millions of bonuses next time?" Xiaoyun glanced at him and said: "The doctor said you have fully recovered, don't pretend to me that you can't remember.
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"I..." Haoran's trick was discovered by Yunmei before he could use it, so he could only giggle from the side.
After his memory was restored, his efficiency in fighting monsters and leveling became even higher, and he soon reached level eighty. Of course, this number is also the level of mass players in today's games. Compared with high-end players such as Turbulent Waves and Situ Muyun, it is still
There is quite a distance. However, unlike others, Haoran took advantage of his limited mobility. In addition to eating and sleeping, he spent almost all his time in virtual games. His level skyrocketed almost as if he was riding a helicopter. It was foreseeable that
It is not a far-fetched thing for him to catch up with the first group of players.
After recovering his memory, he rested in the hospital for another half month, and his broken leg gradually healed. On the 40th day of hospitalization, Director Zhang of the Department of Orthopedics gave him a comprehensive examination and confirmed that his leg bones had recovered quite well.
After he was fine, we decided to discharge him from the hospital and return to the hospital for a review once a week.
"No, doctor, I've been injured for a hundred days and I still can't walk on this leg." Haoran stretched his leg. Although the bones had grown roughly, the new bones were very tender and he still couldn't walk.
"It's okay, your leg is already in the recovery period. As long as you take medicine on time at home and recuperate, your recovery will not be slower than in the hospital." Director Zhang smiled very kindly and said: "Besides, I will keep you in the hospital all the time.
If you don't go out in the small ward, I'm afraid you will suffer from depression."
"Oh, I understand." Haoran nodded heavily. Since the doctor said there was no problem, he was naturally happy to leave the hospital.
It is said that in this hellish place, all you see is a touch of white all day long, and there is nothing new at all. Although the nurse lady is not ugly, she has the same formulaic face every day. Even the gods are tired of seeing it.
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Of course, if it were Xiaoyun's face, he wouldn't get tired of looking at it for a long time. Unfortunately, Yun Meiyun has been busy with the gang alliance recently, so the frequency of her visits has become less and less. Now she can only see her in three or four days.
One time was considered too much. Under such circumstances, after Haoran got the amnesty order to be discharged from the hospital, he couldn't even mention the joy in his heart.
After leaving the hospital, his parents took him directly back to their residence in the west of the city. This is a high-end community with excellent greening and real estate. In the SH city, where land is at a premium, the selling price is 50,000 yuan per square meter. Although it is only
It is a garden villa, but the unit price is already much more expensive than villas in ordinary cities. The one Haoran lives in is located on the third floor and has an area of 220 square meters. This does not include the large sky garden provided by the merchant.
The decoration of the bungalows is all contracted by the developer, and they tend to be more European-style.
As soon as he regained his memory, Haoran asked Xiaoyun to help him find a suitable house. Meiyun Yun's work efficiency was also extremely high, and she immediately sent someone to sort out information on almost all high-end residential areas in Shanghai. There was a thick stack of color pictures and photos.
In less than half a day, promotional materials from real estate developers were piled on his bedside.
It took him almost a whole night to read through the information. In his original plan, he did not want to buy the current house. But in his eyes, a house worth more than 20,000 yuan per square meter was simply a steal.
Man. And this 50,000-square-meter property was picked out from a pile of information just because the picture effects were so good that he could moisturize his eyeballs from time to time.
However, at noon the next day, Xiaoyun came to see him. By chance, he spotted his picture in a prominent position at a glance.
"Wow, this community actually has such complete entertainment facilities. I must try it someday." Mei Yun pointed at a place in the developer's advertisement and shouted excitedly.
Haoran took a look and saw that it turned out to be an open-air swimming pool with palm trees on both sides and a busty and half-naked Venus statue in the center. There was also a clubhouse shrouded in golden light behind the swimming pool.
Haoran disagreed and said: "Nowadays, many communities have clubs, and the housing prices in that community are so high, it is strange that there is no clubhouse."
"There are many clubs, but you also have to look at which kind they are." Situ Muyun glanced at him, pointed to the words on the picture and said: "This is a golden club! The most luxurious club in the entire SH City, the
All facilities are imported from abroad, and members there have to pay 500,000 yuan in annual membership fees alone!"
"So expensive? I can't afford it." Haoran suddenly felt like a coward.
"It's a bit expensive, but it's worth the money." Xiaoyun said: "You can enjoy world-famous wines and delicacies that you can't find anywhere else, and even the escort girls inside are all first-rate and beautiful. Also
There are almost all other services you can think of.”
"Other services?" Haoran's eyes looked a little strange and said: "It won't be the same as heaven and earth, right?"
"You know how to use crooked ideas!" Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at him and took the promotional materials for the community and looked at them carefully.
"Wow, look at this!" In less than two seconds, she discovered the New World again and read out loud: "Anyone who purchases real estate in this community will enjoy free membership of the Golden Club for three years."
"Three years of membership fees are equivalent to a refund of 1.5 million of your house purchase price. Where can you find such a good thing?" Her excitement soared again and said: "Xiaobai, don't think about it, this is it. Next time
He took me swimming for the first time. I heard that their swimming pool has an artificial beach and simulated waves.”
Seeing her holding the brochure with her eyes full of stars, it seemed that if Haoran decided not to buy it, she was planning to buy one at her own expense and move into it.
"Swimming? Buy it, I'll buy it right away!" Haoran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his mind began to lust after the enchanting appearance of Beauty Yun in a swimsuit, and his brain suddenly lost control of reason. As soon as his head became hot, he and Xiaoyun finalized the choice.
A bungalow.
Afterwards, someone asked Haoran why he chose that one, and Haoran smiled and said nothing. Only he knew in his heart that there was only one reason for choosing that building and that floor: from the terrace, he could see everything about the swimming pool.
Close your eyes...
Of course, after the dizzy state passed, Haoran still had some regrets. After all, it was a huge sum of eleven million. The working class could not earn money in their lifetime, and he just used it to buy a luxury house.
Unfortunately, all the procedures were completed at this time, and it was too late to regret it. He could only secretly tell Xiaoyun not to tell his parents about the house price. If the matter was exposed, his usually thrifty parents might be frightened into losing the house.
I didn't even dare to enter the door.
However, when he lay comfortably on the European-style white bench in the center of the spacious terrace, relaxedly drinking juice and enjoying the sunshine, he began to feel that everything was worth it.
"Mom, it tastes great. You can have a drink too." Haoran drank the drink happily and stretched out.
"I'm not a landlord like you." Mother took the empty cup from his hand and muttered.
"Mom, your son is not that vulgar, okay?" Haoran immediately protested when he heard his mother mixing him up with the landlords on TV who looked like fat pigs with faces like fat pigs. Mother, how can I be so vulgar?
The mother snorted indifferently and said: "Little landowner, get up and take care of yourself quickly. Xiaoyun will be here in half an hour."
"My dear mother, thank you for reminding me! Otherwise it would have been a mistake!" Haoran quickly sat up, and with the help of his mother, he moved his body onto the wheelchair next to him, then moved into the bathroom and started to wash up.
While helping him, his mother talked about what she had just heard on the news.
"Of course, I heard that during the Shaanxi earthquake, a kind person donated 20 million anonymously..."
Haoran was brushing his teeth diligently. Hearing his mother talk about this, he almost swallowed a big mouthful of toothpaste.
He quickly rinsed his mouth, and after spitting out a lot of foam, he found that his mother was still saying: "I heard that the kind man is from Sh City. I really want to know what he looks like?"
"You must be so impulsive. You must be a young man." Haoran touched his head and donated 20 million in his own name. Except for his stupid self, everyone else should have left a name. At that time, Situ Muyun also suggested that he donate 20 million in real money.
Donate, but his memory had not fully recovered at that time. In line with the great spirit of "Learn from Uncle Lei Feng, good people and good deeds do not leave their names" taught by the teacher in elementary school, he did not agree to reveal his name.
"What kind of young man? He has donated so much money and doesn't like to show off. He is obviously a rich man in his seventies or eighties. After living for such a long time, he must have looked past everything. Only then
You disdain vain fame." The mother obviously disagreed with her son's view, and added: "It's a pity, those who have this kind of consciousness will be old and almost die."
Are you almost dying of old? Haoran looked at himself in the bathroom mirror with the corner of his mouth twitching. We are obviously handsome young men with high spirits, okay? My dear mother, why are you always so bad like your own son? One moment he is a rich man, another moment he is a rich man.
I am almost dying of old age, how can I feel so embarrassed?
"Mom, the person who made the donation actually...actually..." He pondered for a long time, but still didn't say it.
"Why are you hesitant to speak?" The mother didn't take it too seriously, just thinking that her son was choking while brushing his teeth just now and had a stutter.
"Beep~"
Before Haoran could reply, the doorbell suddenly rang.
"You're here so early?" My mother hurriedly opened the door and called out as she passed my father's bedroom: "Honey, don't sleep, the guests are here."
"Yeah" my father responded inside.
On the other side, Haoran took a deep breath and continued to bury the secret that he almost revealed in his heart. Forget it, since he has already planned to be an unknown hero, he will remain anonymous to the end. As for guessing about what is wrong with the old man, etc.
