Zhu Yan waved at them at once. "No need to be polite; I didn't really do anything—it was all thanks to the installers' hard work."
That was what she said, but in truth she'd poured a lot of effort into this.
In the sweltering heat she'd personally gone to the mall to pick out fridges and air-conditioners.
And she'd stayed on-site the whole time, directing the installation, terrified something might go wrong—after all, this was the first mission Jiang Cheng had ever given her.
Looking at the high-end appliances, Wang Jian asked, puzzled, "I checked before—our dormitory's power grid isn't supposed to allow these ultra-high-wattage appliances. Will the grid handle them?"
Zhu Yan smiled and gave a gentle nod. "Yes, we took that into account, so we brought in professional installers and put up several oversized storage solar panels. These imported photovoltaic boards are normally used in specialized fields, so their energy-storage density is dozens of times higher than market-standard ones. Even a long stretch of cloudy days won't cause a blackout."
After Zhu Yan's brief explanation, all three of them gasped again.
"Damn, that setup must've cost a fortune, right?" Wu Kun asked, eyes wide.
Zhu Yan smiled and nodded. "Just the panels alone were nearly three hundred thousand, but with the heat and Military Training, we really needed this."
The three of them stared: three hundred grand just to install an air-conditioner and a fridge?
"Bro Cheng, that's a bit much—let me split it with you, fifty–fifty," Wang Jian said quickly.
More than a hundred thousand would eat up most of his savings, but if Jiang Cheng was spending that much, it felt wrong for the three of them to enjoy it scot-free.
Lu Chuan chimed in, "Yeah, Bro Cheng, the cost's too high for you to shoulder alone. I can't match that much, but I can still ask my dad for some."
"Right, right, I'm the poorest of us—I can't go half, but I'll still chip in, or maybe pay in instalments?" Wu Kun said sheepishly.
Seeing how serious they looked, Jiang Cheng waved with a smile. "Let's stick to what we agreed. I didn't consult you three about installing this, so technically it's my idea alone—you don't have to pay for my splurge. Everyone's living habits differ; even if I were the only one in the dorm, I'd still install it. Get my point? So no need for courtesy—just enjoy it. As compensation, I probably won't stay here much, so dorm hygiene will depend on you three."
Jiang Cheng wasn't being polite; installing air-conditioning had been his own notion. Expecting roommates from different financial backgrounds to split such a huge bill would be pure moral blackmail.
You can't demand an AA just because they'll enjoy it too.
The expense came from Jiang Cheng's own wish, not theirs.
Instead of complaining, the three of them had actively offered to share the cost—already remarkable.
Wang Jian understood: he could afford the share, but Lu Chuan and Wu Kun might not.
With that thought, Wang Jian said cheerfully, "Then thanks again, Bro Cheng. Don't worry about hygiene—we'll keep it spotless so you can stay comfortable."
Seeing Wang Jian speak up, Lu Chuan and Wu Kun stopped being coy and nodded at once.
After all, they were from different strata—why cling to pride in front of a big shot?
He meant well, and they weren't ungrateful.
Besides, they were eager to cling to such a heavyweight—only an idiot would be jealous and pick a fight.