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Chapter 1402

Chapter 1402

HLM -Chapter 1402 Do Good Deeds Without Asking About the Future

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He had chosen a display area for IKEA in the central square—spacious and crowded with visitors, exactly what was needed.

Although IKEA wasn’t a professional home builder, their speed in constructing these show houses was impressive.

Wang Bo went to inspect the show house. He was particularly interested in the solar-paneled house, which was built very quickly. Constructing such a house required only four people and about four hours, with no extra tools needed—once the positions were fixed, they just had to follow the steps to fasten the screws.

This type of house was essentially a simple and convenient “block-style” house. From photos, it looked like it was made of canvas, but in reality, it wasn’t—it was built from hardened materials, providing excellent sound insulation.

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The framework used special materials that were waterproof, heat-insulating, frost-resistant, and strong. The roof panels were lightweight and easy to assemble, posing no risk to life even if accidents occurred.

Most importantly, the interior space was quite large. Rosemary explained that this house had three times the space of a traditional tent and could accommodate up to five people.

After the house was completed, a line of words was placed outside: “True charity is not simple almsgiving, but giving full respect to those being helped.”

Wang Bo went inside. The house came equipped with a bed, stove, bathroom, and kitchen—small but fully functional.

Kidd, in charge of the project, asked, “Boss, you seem really interested in this house?”

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Wang Bo nodded. “Yes. We’re building a BACH resort on the mountain, but we don’t have suitable housing options. Maybe houses like these from IKEA could help us.”

The BACH resort had been his idea from six months ago. It was simple in concept but challenging to implement—building it would require cutting down trees and impacting the environment. Even modular houses were heavy and expensive to construct on the mountain.

IKEA’s panel houses sparked Wang Bo’s interest—they could be a huge help for his resort plan.

The show house was a model for donors to see, so they could understand what their money would buy. In reality, the house for viewing was a simple hollow-brick structure. IKEA had put thought into this, aiming to faithfully represent the living conditions of families in war zones, using real proportions for materials, layout, and interior decorations.

Compared to the IKEA model, building the refugee house was much harder. It took four days to complete, with the Salvation Army helping during construction. When the house was finally ready, Wang Bo participated in the charity event as a representative of the Salvation Army.

The house’s frame resembled stacked hollow bricks, with unplastered interior walls and rough, exposed bricks in dull grey—a stark simplicity. There was only one window, covered with plastic film instead of glass.

Inside, there was only one decoration: a few photos. Since the walls were made of hollow bricks, nails couldn’t be used, so photos were placed in the gaps between bricks.

Every item inside had a tag. Unlike IKEA furniture, which shows numbers and prices, these tags told the family’s story and how one could help them.

On the tattered bedside were a few children’s stuffed toys, with a tag describing how the children had received them.

“This family is from Damascus, the capital of Syria. Luna, a teacher, lives with her four children and other relatives. Due to the war, they have been displaced, wandering with no permanent home…” Rosemary explained to Wang Bo and Rex.

IKEA had built thousands of such show houses worldwide, but no two were the same, aiming to genuinely depict the struggles of refugees.

Rex, the veteran guide, was in charge of explaining the display. He was also a member of the Salvation Army, volunteering his services. His voice was deep, shaped by thirty years of living as a homeless person, giving him a profound understanding of displacement.

After learning about this refugee family, Rex nodded. “I’ve memorized it all. I’ll pass this on to every visitor who shows interest.”

Wang Bo donated 100,000 NZD on behalf of Sunset Town, while Rex contributed 150,000 NZD.

“Wait—you donated that much? Where did you get so much money?” Wang Bo asked in surprise.

Rex smiled. “My salary as a guide is high, and last quarter’s bonus alone was 20,000. Also, I saved some money from before, even when I was homeless—but I never begged.”

“That much?”

“This is all I have,” Rex said. “I hope it can help those poor people.”

Wang Bo chuckled dryly. “You’re truly kind. God must be proud to have a believer like you.”

Rex shook his head. “No, I just empathize. Having no home is too miserable, boss! Now I have a son, a daughter-in-law, and adorable grandchildren. I’m content. I can still earn more, so let this money help more people.”

Wang Bo nodded. “You’re right.”

Eva then donated one million NZD, which was, of course, Wang Bo’s idea.

The event proceeded very smoothly. On the first day alone, over a thousand people visited the dilapidated house, and donations reached two million NZD.

Naturally, Wang Bo and his team contributed most of it. He donated over a million NZD himself, and Bowen, Charlie, and Hani also made contributions.

This was in line with Wang Bo’s usual philosophy: giving leaves a lingering fragrance in the hands.

The IKEA-Red Cross joint charity event made a huge impact and took place globally. On the first day of donations, Sunset Town ranked second, only behind Los Angeles in the United States.

New Zealand and international media reported the event, putting Sunset Town in the news once again.

Seeing the report, Wang Bo happily patted the newspaper. “There’s a Chinese saying: Do good deeds without asking about the future. The ancients never lied!”

This charity event wasn’t just for adults. Sunset Town Primary School organized students to visit so that children could understand that, on the other side of the world, some kids their age didn’t even have toys.

After visiting, Dale asked Wang Bo, “Are their houses really like that? Our treehouse is a hundred times better.”

Wang Bo patted her head. “There are many things in this world you haven’t seen. Some are bright and sunny, and some are as cold as ice.”

Dale thought for a moment and said, “Then I’ll find a way to earn money and help them!”

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