After a long time, Ren Zhong asked, "Are you okay?"
The young boy finally gained control over his emotions, his shoulders stopped trembling, and he stood up slowly, shaking his head repeatedly, "It's nothing."
He quickly transferred money to Ren Zhong and handed over the keys to the double-story small building, saying, "Mr. Ren, I've taken the liberty to design a hidden floor compartment on the original plan, under which I've dug out a ten-square-meter basement. I reinforced the basement with old planks I found from the junkyard; is that alright?"
Ren Zhong smiled, cheerfully patting his shoulder, "Of course, I can use it. You've got initiative, young man. Well done, you did a great job."
The praised boy grinned happily, "Ah, thank you, Mr. Ren, for the praise."
