After a night of absolute luxury, the following morning, Zhang Shan slipped down the stairs feeling completely revitalized.
Lu Zhanbo and Zeng Xiaoxian didn't log a return vector to the apartment until the dawn line, and they were currently executing deep, high-capacity sleep macros. Calculating that they wouldn't materialize for the rest of the morning block, Zhang Shan restricted his procurement loop to secure breakfast items exclusively for himself and his wife.
Following a highly flirtatious dining sequence, Zhang Shan announced, "My schedule has an active business module to negotiate today; terminating presence!"
"Chart an early return vector~"
Watching Zhang Shan clear the threshold, Hu Yifei lay nestled in the sheets, her features radiating absolute, sugary bliss. Though the acceleration of their timeline had left her somewhat dazed, her internal processors verified that she had successfully anchored her trajectory to an exceptionally reliable partner.
Leaving the complex, Zhang Shan mobilized toward a premium high-rise luxury hotel within the city center. Both Old Yu and Lei Jun had anchored their temporary quarters at this venue—a layout that completely maximized their professional corporate prestige.
He initialized his deployment by signing the legal venture agreements with Lei Jun first. The tech commander's legal team was exceptionally master-tier, breaking down every technical patent clause and equity variable with absolute precision. Once that ledger was locked, Zhang Shan crossed over to Old Yu's suite, where the operational task load was significantly deeper.
"If your brand intends to systematically break past current market caps and scale into a global titan, the opening phase requires an absolute, aggressive campaign to secure primitive capital accumulation!"
"My database controls a magnificent, high-velocity wealth generation blueprint, but to clear the validation requirements, our primary directive must be forcing the market tree until every single citizen across this nation carries a smartphone in their palm!"
"Bla, bla, bla..."
Listening to Zhang Shan map out his macro-scale industrial engineering blueprint, Richard Yu's brow furrowed into tight, clinical lines.
"Hold, freeze your stream! Your primary directive... is transforming into a Capitalist?!" Old Yu stared at Zhang Shan in sheer, unmitigated shock. In that single microsecond, his internal firewalls briefly flagged a wave of intense regret for having accepted his venture funding.
"An absolute mathematical error! How could my profile map to that configuration? I am a conscientiously optimized ethical entrepreneur!" Zhang Shan's eyes widened to their absolute maximum limit, his features projecting a shield of total, unadulterated innocence.
It was glaringly transparent that his processors hadn't simulated a reality where Old Yu would deploy such an irresponsible character evaluation against his persona. His name was Zhang Shan, an absolute good man! How could a good man's engine compile a capitalist script?
Old Yu scanned Zhang Shan's features with a highly complex analytical lens. He had calculated he was dealing with a raw, easily manipulated rookie tycoon, yet the profile before him operated with the technical finesse of a master-tier old fox. His brand's trajectory faced a serious risk of being systematically captured in this run.
However, the legal contracts had already cleared electronic validation; executing a system rollback to cancel the transaction was outside his current administrative authority.
My only hope is that this capitalist operates as a true, industry-scaling titan of absolute efficiency...Old Yu thought, a trace of internal self-mockery running through his core logic.
By the time Zhang Shan cleared the hotel perimeter, the solar coordinates had advanced to the noon block.
Today, his internal gratification metrics were performing at absolute peak tiers! He had successfully secured equity blocks across two future global juggernauts; though his initial percentage allocations were tightly restricted, his profile had officially established an unshakeable, untouchable foundation across the future tech market landscape.
Huawei optimizing absolute proprietary tech trees, stacked with Xiaomi ruthlessly dominating consumer brand market penetration—the cross-synchronization of these two corporate engines wouldn't simply yield a generic one-plus-one-equals-two output; the market disruption would scale exponentially!
The next operational phase requires utilizing the short-video platform architecture to execute hyper-velocity primitive capital accumulation for my personal portfolio, Zhang Shan calculated internally.
His active cash accounts still controlled slightly over two hundred million yuan. He locked down a solid hundred million inside a hidden repository to serve as his absolute baseline Hidden Reserve Energy Layer, intending to dump the entire remaining pool of liquidity directly into reinforcing his video platform's infrastructure. Given his forecast that the mass market saturation of smartphones would clear terminal within a tight two-year window, the timeframe allowed for his operations was severely restricted.
My technical experience is still lacking depth. My current negotiation plays rely exclusively on my chronological foresight variables; the exact millisecond the timeline advances past my memory buffers, my own analytical processors will hit a total blackout...
Returning to the complex, he isolated that Zeng Xiaoxian had already departed to clear his afternoon broadcasting block.
Lu Zhanbo and Hu Yifei had logged an delivery order for food. Catching Zhang Shan clearing the entryway, Yifei waved a hand, her voice warm. "Hyper-velocity mobilization! Join the consumption loop!"
Zhang Shan settled into a dining seat, his interest spiking as he verified that the delivery containers held high-sodium Spicy Hot Pot. Concluding the meal macro, he routed a technical query to the programmer: "Zhanbo, what precise metrics currently define the operational performance of our video platform?"
Lu Zhanbo's eyes instantly flared with intense, boisterous excitement. "Our architecture! Right now, the data graphs are executing an absolute steaming upward surge! Forty-eight hours ago, the platform's backend logging verified that our cumulative click-rate successfully broke past the one-hundred-million milestone! My terminal intended to transmit this technical breakthrough to your database yesterday, but your profile had desynchronized to clear your marriage registration loop."
Hu Yifei raised her visors, a hyper-lethal, sharp glare cutting sideways straight toward Lu Zhanbo's coordinates.
Perceiving the sudden, violent spike of murderous intent emitting from his sister's position, Zhanbo's firewalls immediately panicked. He sprinted across the floor tiles to anchor himself behind Zhang Shan, screaming through the comms: "Brother-in-law, deploy defensive coverage! Save my hardware!"
Zhang Shan laughed, casually pushing the boy to a safe coordinate vector. "Alright, clear down the panic. Since the web traffic is scaling smoothly without requiring paid optimization, I'll withhold deploying capital for commercial advertising runs."
Zhang Shan drew his iPhone 4, booting up the QQ mobile terminal interface as he addressed Zhanbo. "Zhanbo, I need your development terminal to immediately compile our platform's core web architecture, translating it into a native Mobile App format!"
"Huh? What structural utility does that execute? Why waste cycles coding that? Can the user demographic not simply clear transaction loops by accessing the standard web interface directly through their mobile browsers?" Zhanbo asked, his technical logic rejecting the deployment.
"If his engine commands an executable, your station simply processes the code! Why over-clock your brain compiling redundant queries?" Hu Yifei sneered coldly. "Furthermore, run a historical audit: has Zhang Shan's strategic direction ever delivered a corrupted payload to our squad?"
Lu Zhanbo ran a rapid simulation on her argument, concluding that his sister's deduction carried absolute mathematical weight! "Understood. My terminal will deliver a fully functional, compiled beta build to your station for inspection by tomorrow morning!"
Downstairs Bar Lounge.
While Lu Zhanbo was locked inside his quarters aggressively grinding out lines of code, Zhang Shan and Hu Yifei were leisurely nestled in a plush booth, executing a slow hydration loop with premium Chinese tea.
"You two profiles! Logging an entry into a licensed bar lounge simply to run a tea consumption macro is a severe structural violation of the venue's aesthetic!" Lu Ziqiao barked, setting his pool cue down as he launched an offensive against their coordinates.
"Does an anomaly exist? My system calculates this setup as exceptionally optimal~" Yifei noted smoothly.
"Precisely. Infusing hot tea aligns perfectly with the biological baselines of a domestic digestive matrix—maximum flavor, absolute health metrics, reinforcing the stomach while stabilizing our core systems."
"Reinforcing the stomach? Your age brackets haven't even hit the degradation thresholds that require running maintenance macros!" Ziqiao scoffed. "Enough! Step up to my coordinate block and let's run a high-intensity pool match!"
Setting his teacup down cleanly, Zhang Shan mobilized to the pool table, initiating a fierce tactical duel against Lu Ziqiao.
"Master Lu, what precise chronological timeframe can your current capital reserves sustain before your ledger hits absolute liquidation?" Zhang Shan asked, executing a clean break.
"A few hundred thousand yuan? My lifestyle macros will completely vaporize that volume within a tight window!" Ziqiao replied smoothly, his eyes tracking the vectors. "Consequently, Supreme Master Zhang! Does your database control an alternative high-yield investment roadmap? Although my character settings resolve strictly to a wandering vagabond, regarding pure currency capital, my internal programming displays absolute, unyielding monogamy!"
"If your station genuinely desires to rake in an astronomical fortune, deploy your assets to record short-form video content immediately. The upcoming eras on the timeline belong exclusively to Short Videos!"
Thud— A ball cleared a pocket cleanly. Gazing at Lu Ziqiao, whose internal processors had entered a deep, analytical meditation loop, Zhang Shan hammered the point home: "Your script doesn't even require advanced cinematic framing; simply log a continuous data stream documenting highly entertaining, chaotic daily lifestyle macros."
"Negative!" Ziqiao suddenly cut a flat palm through the air, halting the logic. "If the entry criteria are that low-fidelity, it implies every single ordinary civilian unit across the demographic can clear wealth generation! My analytical models deduce that to achieve a breakthrough across the traffic charts, a profile must deploy extreme, non-standard theatrical means! And a highly calculated, master-tier script is an absolute requirement!"
Concluding his breakdown, Lu Ziqiao immediately extracted a notepad, running an intense brainstorming loop to decode what exact structural hook would launch his persona into viral prominence.
Over the subsequent hours of the afternoon block, Zhang Shan and Hu Yifei traded shots across the pool table, while Lu Ziqiao sat huddled in the corner, writing and sketching frantic lines of data across his notepad. Ultimately, his terminal successfully outputted a finalized blueprint for a macro-scale romantic cinematic epic!
"Phase 1: Deploy a smooth street-level pickup line module. Phase 2: Lock down the attraction metrics. Phase 3: Initialize a permanent relationship loop. Phase 4: Clear the path to the bedroom interface. Phase 5: Trigger an abrupt, total heartbreak desynchronization. Chronological Gap: Advance the timeline by several years. Climax: A random, high-intensity encounter at a street corner, where the male lead is actively running a survival sprint to evade a hyper-lethal assassination squad..."
"Lu Ziqiao, this script is simply a literal 1-to-1 data log harvested from your own private lifestyle history, isn't it?" Hu Yifei noted, her expression deadpan as she cross-referenced his text. The boy's daily lifecycles are ridiculously abstract!
Yet Ziqiao held absolute, unyielding confidence in his literary output. "Your profiles are merely running a defensive jealousy script because your systems lack the capacity to process my immense creative talent!"
"Our profiles? Running jealousy macros? Against your... 'talent'?" Hu Yifei's processors completely jammed at the sheer absurdity of the claim.
"Talent? My scanning arrays calculate that 'Malignant Biological Contaminant (Caiflower)' is a vastly more accurate diagnosis for your output..." Zhang Shan noted, smoothly racking his cue. "Our station is executing a departure macro; ensure your account clears the lounge balance tab."
"Clearing the balance? My account?! Me?!"
By the time Lu Ziqiao's processors cleared the lag to calculate the trap, Zhang Shan had already wrapped his fingers around Hu Yifei's wrist, and the fated pair had completely broken orbit from the lounge.
This newlywed cell... Ziqiao huffed internally. Did their systems fail to compile the reality that his Lu Xiaobu persona controlled a locked-in VVVIP clearance at this specific bar? Playing pool here was a baseline complimentary macro included in his package every single day!
Sprinting out of the bar lounge, Zhang Shan was internally celebrating the sheer strategic brilliance of his quick exit script, while Hu Yifei cut a highly amused, teasing glance toward him. "Director Zhang, a tycoon commanding your massive liquid asset profiles actually executed a rapid flight protocol just to evade a minor pool table ledger bill? My tracking feeds hadn't recorded that parameter on your sheet!"
"Does your system not isolate that executing actions this way brings a massive surge of adrenaline-fueled excitement to the lifestyle loop?"
Hu Yifei massaged her chin, running a brief cognitive simulation before nodding in absolute concurrence. "Highly factual! The emotional yield is exceptional!"
Trading joyful jests, the married couple navigated their path toward a nearby Home Inn (Ru Jia). After all, the iPartment units operated on multi-occupant communal lease structures, rendering certain intimate physical data exchanges highly unoptimized and inconvenient for their current status.
Clearing the privacy thresholds of their hotel suite, Zhang Shan muttered to himself that his portfolio must immediately mobilize liquidity to acquire a block of premium residential real estate assets.
Following a high-intensity physical workout macro, a deep wave of structural fatigue washed over both systems, and they drifted into a profound, undisturbed sleep.
Deep inside the pitch-black, infinite Multiverse Void.
Overaspace (Super Beast) Ren lay suspended in a posture of absolute, elegant authority.
"Newcomer, oh Newcomer, at what precise chronological coordinate will your presence clear validation to enter this sector?~"
Ever since Armor Ren had transmitted a data log specifying that a fresh variant profile had briefly touched the perimeter, the existing members of the multiversal cell had been running a strict, rotational guard loop inside the hub, fiercely determined to ensure they didn't miss the target's next connection line.
Suddenly! Super Beast Ren's optical sensors locked down, his gaze piercing the void to isolate a silhouette materializing in the far distance.
At that exact technical resolution, Capitalist Zhang Shan found his consciousness floating inside the void. However, catching sight of the towering figure clad in heavy, obsidian-and-gold alien armor plates, his survival instincts triggered an immediate alert.
"Specify your identity parameters. What exact dimensional coordinates define this zone?" Capitalist Zhang Shan demanded, his brow furrowing. This time, his cognitive processors were entirely free from any data corruption filters; his system was operating with absolute, razor-sharp clarity! He could mathematically verify that his current state was under zero influence of a standard dream sequence!
Super Beast Ren smiled, stepping across the void to halt precisely before his perimeter. "Verbal breakdowns yield low utility here, brother. Simply extend your fist and execute a baseline connection macro with my station; your processors will instantly digest the entire database."
"A fist-bump?"
Operating on an automated baseline, Capitalist Zhang Shan extended his fist, and Super Beast Ren smoothly brought his gauntlet forward to complete the convergence.
The next instant, Super Beast Ren absorbed a fractional, highly minor packet of lifestyle data from the early 2000s metropolis.
Conversely, Capitalist Zhang Shan's processing units were completely slammed by an astronomical, macro-scale influx of multiversal memories and advanced universal combat arrays! He remained completely submerged within the data torrent for a massive chronological block before pulling his cognitive functions back online.
When he opened his eyes, the gaze he directed toward Super Beast Ren was saturated with absolute, unyielding familial warmth. This is what defines a true, sovereign bloodline alliance! Not only had this multiversal connection gifted his physical frame an untouchable, cataclysmic reservoir of raw kinetic and psionic power, but his data banks had also successfully harvested structural schematics for technologies that completely defied current human boundaries!
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
The two variants locked eyes in an intense, soulful resonance. Capitalist Zhang Shan suddenly smirked, tossing out a line: "Brother, your timeline has advanced across tens of thousands of years, yet your system still hasn't successfully finalized a conquest script to capture the Snow Ruler (Snow Emperor)?"
"Son of a...!"
"Do your data models calculate that my engine lacks the capacity to secure her confirmation?! That trajectory is classified strictly as long-term strategic flirtation! Omit running uncalibrated commentary if your processors lack depth!"
Seeing that the obsidian-armored titan had hit an immediate panic-angry loop, Capitalist Zhang Shan let out a soft chuckle and immediately executed an exit macro, severing his connection line. His system was drowning in pure, burning urgency to stress-test this newly unlocked power that possessed the absolute weight to rewrite the rules of his entire universe!
Back inside the Hotel Suite.
Hu Yifei remained deeply embedded within her rest macro. Zhang Shan snapped his eyes open, a pair of intense, blood-red optical rings flaring through the dark room with absolute, predatory prominence.
Perceiving the crushing, boundaryless ocean of kinetic and Extra-Dimensional energy throbbing within his cellular matrix, Zhang Shan isolated that every single atom across his biological frame was executing a frantic celebration macro!
"With the absolute baseline of this power anchoring my structure, let the broader cosmos scale how it will—my profile possesses the authority to carve a path through the stars!"
Because his data logs verified the existence of unmapped extraterrestrial civilizations within this universe, Zhang Shan's analytical firewalls refrained from declaring his character unconditionally invincible. Consequently, his strategy maintained an exceptionally high prudence setting—he completely suppressed the urge to deploy a macro-scale energetic radar sweep to scan the entire globe tonight, displaying absolute, master-tier tactical stability!
After manipulating his newly unlocked ocular techniques for a brief window, Zhang Shan settled back into the mattress, a profound sense of unshakeable security anchoring his soul.
Within the currents of this chaotic, uncalibrated world... my portfolio has finally secured the absolute foundational capital to command sovereign survival~
Over the subsequent cycles, Zhang Shan and Hu Yifei systematically migrated their assets out of the communal units, securing a private lease to independent-occupate Suite 3603—a sector situated directly across the main corridor from Suite 3601, separated by a brief hallway crossing.
The structural blueprint of Suite 3603 was tightly compressed, featuring a standard two-bedroom, single-lounge layout rounded out by a kitchen and a restroom grid.
However, the unit controlled a supreme structural feature: It! Contained! A! Premium! Bathtub!
That specific mechanical variable brought maximum gratification to Zhang Shan's lifestyle optimization! Furthermore, stripped of the ambient data noise and interruptions of communal roommates, the fated pair enjoyed absolute, uninhibited freedom across their private sector, completely exempt from running concealment scripts to hide their relationship.
On this specific afternoon, Lu Zhanbo localized Zhang Shan's coordinates, presenting his mobile terminal to display the live interface of the BenLaLa Application.
"Following non-stop, hyper-velocity execution loops across my development terminal, my code has successfully finalized and compiled the exact application architecture your station specified!"
Zhang Shan accepted the terminal, his fingers sliding fluidly through the interface to cross-reference multiple video feeds before running a complete functionality audit on the live-streaming core modules. Confirming that every single algorithmic path performed flawlessly without a single microsecond of lag, the look he directed toward Lu Zhanbo grew increasingly surreal.
To permit a software engineering prodigy of this absolute caliber to waste his runtime navigating mundane relationship scripts is a catastrophic, historical waste of cosmic talent! Zhang Shan noted, the sentiment echoing through his processors for the millionth time.
His memory banks recalled a canon data log where Lu Zhanbo stated his primary corporate duty at his job involved organizing localized wheelchair racing tournaments for the staff... Based on that baseline metric, the boy's corporate placement back then was mathematically guaranteed to be anchored deep inside a high-tier state-owned enterprise—and an exceptionally elite, untouchable branch at that!
Flipping the terminal back to the programmer, Zhang Shan smiled smoothly. "The build quality is master-tier. However, our corporate strategy will delay deploying this application to the digital storefront entries for now. We hold the launch protocol until the smartphone hardware tree achieves mass-market demographic penetration across the nation; that coordinate marks our absolute strike vector."
Lu Zhanbo's data processors lacked the strategic depth to decode the macroeconomic plan, but as a textbook elite developer, his directive was strictly confined to delivering flawless code execution; comprehending Zhang Shan's master-board calculations wasn't required for his runtime.
Meanwhile, upstairs inside Qin Yumo's Quarters.
Gazing at the brilliant, high-density cluster of pure diamond gems saturating Qin Yumo's vanity drawer, Hu Yifei's analytical features hit a rare shock-freeze.
She pointed a rigid finger at the drawer, her voice cracking with unmitigated disbelief. "Yumo! Did your profile execute a high-intensity robbery macro against a commercial diamond clearing house?!"
Qin Yumo let out a soft, elegant laugh to defuse the logic. "Oh, lower your panic parameters! Your database is running a diagnostic error. Every single diamond token inside that drawer was manually transferred to my account by my fiancé. Whenever his schedule clears a baseline marker, his automatic sub-routine is delivering a fresh diamond to my coordinates. As it stands today, my inventory tracking has completely lost count of the cumulative volume."
Listening to Qin Yumo's casual, master-tier Versailles flex macro, an immediate data realization flashed across Hu Yifei's core firewalls—throughout their entire relationship timeline, the character known as Zhang Shan had completely omitted delivering a single legal ring or premium jewelry asset to her coordinates!
System error localized. My station must immediately deploy to confront his terminal!
Hu Yifei's physical form desynchronized from the room, remanifesting directly before Zhang Shan's coordinates within a fraction of a second.
Right now, Zhang Shan was locked in a casual electronic badminton match against Lu Ziqiao inside the common room. Catching Hu Yifei breaching the perimeter, he let a warm smile clear his features, routing a query: "Feifei! Your station completed its daily transit loop remarkably early today. Did a positive variable align?"
Hu Yifei omitted an immediate verbal response, crossing her arms tightly over her chest as her optics locked onto his chassis with absolute rigidity.
Lu Ziqiao—whose sensory arrays had just warmed up to match the sporting macro—instantly isolated a hyper-lethal wave of pure absolute frost sweeping into his coordinates. Without pausing to process the variables, he flatly dropped his racquet onto the floor tiles and executed a hyper-velocity escape script to clear the unit entirely, leaving Zhang Shan briefly bewildered by his abrupt desynchronization.
However, the moment Zhang Shan cross-referenced the intense focus locking down his frame from Hu Yifei's features, his processors flawlessly decoded Ziqiao's survival logic.
Setting his racquet down cleanly, Zhang Shan activated a highly placating, gentle social script, approaching his wife's coordinates with a smooth smile. "What environmental anomaly triggered this alert? Who across this entire global index dared to deploy an action that generated a resentment variable across the active directory of the absolute most beautifully optimized woman in the universe, Miss Hu Yifei? Inform your husband! My engine will immediately mobilize to permanently delete their profile from the timeline!"
Intercepting his highly familiar, completely shameless vocal track, the stern defensive mask Hu Yifei was maintaining completely fractured under the pressure. A beautiful laugh burst past her lips as her fists delivered two soft, playful strikes against his chest plates. "Cut the slop! My station merely cleared a data query to audit your ledger: at what precise chronological coordinate is my customized inventory of premium necklaces, rings, and armlet bands scheduled to clear shipping to my coordinates?"
Hearing her explicitly state the technical parameters of her requirement, Zhang Shan's internal processors let out a massive sigh of absolute relief. He fiercely feared scenarios where her communication protocols entered a state of absolute silence, forcing his engine to run blind predictive simulations to guess the variables; that was an uncomputable nightmare.
"Ah, that specific asset procurement packet! Even if your profile had omitted the query today, my personal ledger had already authorized the transaction block! Rest your firewalls; your visual arrays are mathematically guaranteed to interface with the gems by tomorrow morning!" Concluding his defense script, Zhang Shan adopted a heavily strained expression of profound tactical disappointment. "Sigh my personal engine had meticulously pre-coded this deployment to function as a supreme, high-yielding surprise for your database, yet your query intercepted the payload prematurely Sigh a catastrophic loss of romantic impact"
"A surprise?" Hu Yifei flatly refused to permit that fraudulent data packet to clear validation inside her core. Based on her comprehensive historical analysis tracking Zhang Shan's behavioral macros, the man's processing units were entirely blind to generic relationship milestones; as long as her command omitted an explicit administrative prompt, his processors would completely fail to allocate capital toward jewelry procurement cycles until the end of the timeline!
Seizing the racquet Lu Ziqiao had abandoned on the floor tiles, Hu Yifei leveled the implement toward him, her tone carrying an absolute, clinical instruction. "My terminal is delivering a preliminary warning to optimize Mr. Kurogane's calculations: my inventory requires a genuine diamond ring architecture. Have your processors logged the specification?"
"Absolute mathematical compliance! Total satisfaction of the Madam's baseline criteria is guaranteed!"
A standard diamond ring structure? My upgraded Super Beast energy manipulation systems can literally construct one from raw carbon matrices within a fraction of a minute!
With the technical requirements settled, Zhang Shan smoothly hoisted his own racquet to resume the sporting macro. However, as the rally advanced, the physical sound data logged from the coordinates soon transitioned into the clean, heavy click of the suite's front door deadbolt sliding into a permanent lockdown configuration...
Concurrently, having desynchronized from Zhang Shan's perimeter, Lu Ziqiao wasn't allowing his station to idle. Having received supreme conceptual enlightenment from Zhang Shan's strategic tips earlier, his persona had officially finalized the script layouts for his short-form videos; right now, his processing engine was aggressively executing a high-intensity filtration routine to select the alternative female actors for his opening cast!
Single Relevant Follow-up Question:
Since Lu Ziqiao has officially finalized his romantic-epic script format and is aggressively running recruitment loops to cast actors for his short-video campaign on the BenLaLa platform, should Zhang Shan use his newly acquired Super Beast technology database to secretly construct an elite, automated video-editing and cloud-rendering sub-routine for Lu Ziqiao's workstation to maximize their platform's production quality, or should he focus his immediate processing cycles on independent-procuring the absolute highest-carat raw diamond matrix to manually forge the fated wedding ring for Hu Yifei tonight?