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The taxi stopped at the entrance of Yujingyuan.

Zhang Yifan scanned the code to pay the fare and was about to push open the door to get out when the driver suddenly turned around, his expression much more serious than when they were chatting earlier.

"Young man, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Yifan pulled his hand away from the doorknob and looked at him.

"I've been driving a taxi for over ten years, and I've dropped people off in this upscale neighborhood countless times. People have slapped my hood, yelled at me for being a lousy car blocking the way, and told me to get lost."

That time you stood up for me, it was the first time someone had stood up for people like us.

Later I learned that not only in Yujingyuan, but in all the high-end residential areas of Jicheng, the attitude of the security guards towards taxis had changed.

I used to chase after taxis whenever I saw one, but now I at least politely ask if you're dropping someone off or looking for someone.

I later found out that something had happened at Yujingyuan.

A young man got out of a taxi and was stopped by the security guard, but it turned out he was an important person.

This incident spread throughout the property management community, and security guards at all the upscale residential complexes became much more cautious, afraid of stopping the wrong person again.

Zhang Yifan was stunned for a moment.

"Uncle, I just spoke to the security guard a few words on your behalf, how did it involve all the taxis in Jinan?"

The driver chuckled: "Young man, you don't know this, but the property management companies in these upscale residential areas are very well-connected."

Yujingyuan is one of the most upscale residential communities in Jinan. Even here, people suffered a loss because they stopped a big shot who got out of a taxi. What other community would dare to take the same risk?

Now, when they see a taxi bringing someone over, they will at least ask questions before speaking, unlike before when they would just hop on and rush over.

The guys in our fleet all say that the pay for dropping people off in upscale neighborhoods has improved dramatically recently.

Although prolonged parking is still not allowed, at least no one is taking pictures of the hood of cars anymore, and no one is cursing people for being poor.

After listening, Zhang Yifan remained silent for a moment.

He initially spoke up for the driver simply because he couldn't stand the security guard's arrogant attitude; he never imagined it would trigger any chain reaction.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The fact that the security guard at Yujingyuan lost his job because he stopped the wrong person must have spread like wildfire in the property management circle.

When the security guards of other residential areas heard this news, their first reaction was definitely not to repeat the same mistake. When they saw passengers getting out of taxis, their attitude naturally became more restrained.

He was indeed the one who caused this, although he never imagined it would have such an impact.

As for "big shots"?

He looked down at his outfit: an old T-shirt, old sneakers, and the most valuable thing he owned was the bank card in his pocket.

What important person would dress like that to take a taxi?

However, he was too lazy to explain.

Anyway, the outcome was good; the taxi drivers received the respect they deserved, which is pretty good.

"Uncle, I'll be going now. Please drive carefully."

"Okay, sure!"

The driver waved to him, rolled up the window, and the taxi slowly drove away from the entrance of Yujingyuan.

Zhang Yifan walked to the gate, where the gatekeeper was a young, new face.

The new security guard stood ramrod straight, his uniform neatly ironed. When he saw Zhang Yifan approaching, he didn't recognize him, but still gave him a very polite salute.

Zhang Yifan walked up to the facial recognition camera, and with a beep, the gate opened.

The new security guard watched him walk into the residential area, and only after his figure disappeared behind the ornamental trees did he lower his voice and ask his colleague next to him:

"Whose homeowner is this? I've never seen them before. They look so young, like a student."

The colleague, who was looking down at the work schedule on his phone, looked up when he heard this and glanced in the direction where Zhang Yifan had disappeared.

"Him? The owner of Villa Number One."

"Villa Number One?!"

The new security guard's voice suddenly rose half an octave, so he quickly covered his mouth and lowered his voice again.

"So young? I thought someone living in Villa Number One would be a big boss in their forties or fifties, but it turns out he's a student? Is he even an adult?"

I don’t know if he’s an adult or not, but he’s a real homeowner.

The property certificate clearly states that the owner is the sole owner of Villa No. 1, and the property management system records it clearly.

Xiao Li just wouldn't believe it, thinking that the other person didn't seem like a homeowner, and as you know, that's how it turned out.

I lost my job, and my reputation in the property management circle is ruined. Now, no one dares to hire me as a security guard in other residential communities.

The new gatekeeper shrank back, about to ask something else, when he heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the stone pavement behind him.

The property manager is walking over quickly.

He held a walkie-talkie in his hand and wore a professional smile.

Just as Zhang Yifan scanned his face to enter the residential area, his phone received a system notification, and he immediately put down his teacup and rushed over.

"Xiao Zhao, you saw the homeowner who just went in, right?"

The property manager stopped, and Chongxin, the security guard, raised his chin.

"I saw it, Manager. I was just telling Lao Li, 'He's so young—'"

Don't underestimate him just because he's young.

The property manager's tone suddenly turned serious.

"He is the sole owner of Villa No. 1. I don't need to tell you what status Villa No. 1 holds in Yujingyuan, do I?"

The fact that he was able to take it down shows that the power behind him is far more complex than what you see.

Don't be fooled by his simple attire; these days, truly ruthless people are all low-key.

"You better be on your guard. From now on, whenever he enters or leaves the gate, treat him with the highest level of hospitality, understand?"

The new gatekeeper nodded hurriedly, then couldn't help but glance in the direction where Zhang Yifan had disappeared.

He swallowed hard, silently recalling all his words and actions just now.

Did you salute? Yes.

Was the attitude good? Yes.

Did I say anything wrong? No.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his back even more.

Zhang Yifan walked into the residential compound and sent Shen Zhiyi a WeChat message: "I've arrived, I'm in the compound."

Shen Zhiyi replied instantly: "I'm heading out right away. See you at the entrance of Villa No. 1."

Zhang Yifan put his phone back in his pocket and walked along the stone path in the community toward Villa No. 1.

As we approached Villa No. 1, a middle-aged couple walked towards us.

The man wore a dark gray jacket, stood tall and walked with a steady gait, and had an air of authority that commanded respect without anger.

The woman was holding his arm, wearing a well-tailored, plain-colored long dress, her hair pulled back, exuding an elegant and composed air.

Zhang Yifan felt that the two people looked somewhat familiar.

The man's eyebrows, the curve of his nose, and the lines of his lips all seemed familiar to him.

He quickly searched his mind but found no match.

It might just be my imagination.

Just as he was about to look away and continue walking forward, the man spoke first.

"Young man, you look unfamiliar."

The man's voice was steady and gentle, carrying the curiosity and goodwill of an elder towards a younger person.

"Are you here to visit a friend? My husband and I take a walk in the neighborhood every evening after dinner. I've seen most of the residents here, but I've never seen you before."

Before Zhang Yifan could answer, that familiar electronic voice suddenly exploded in his mind.

【Ding--】

[The host has been detected to have encountered Shen Zhiyi's parents!]

Shen Zhiyi's father, Shen Chuan, was a former key leader in the Shandong Provincial Department of Education. He had countless students and protégés, and although he has retired from his official post, his influence remains profound.

[Shen Zhiyi's mother, Lu Wanqing, is a member of the Jicheng CPPCC (Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference), a well-known local businesswoman, and is dignified, elegant, intellectual, and generous.]

Both elderly people are over ninety years old and have seen countless people; what kind of young talents haven't they met? Their standards for their daughter's choice of a spouse are, on the one hand, not too high, but on the other hand... they are really high!

[Phase Two Mission: A Passionate Sunset Romance – Win Back Your True Love! Phase Two: Gain the Approval of Shen Zhiyi's Parents!]

[Task Difficulty: Extremely High]

[Reason: You are a 68-year-old scavenger, dressed in rags, homeless, and without even a decent set of clothes.]

Although Shen Zhiyi's parents are over ninety years old, they are in good spirits and have students and old friends all over the world.

What kind of eligible bachelors haven't they seen? How could they possibly be interested in a homeless man like you who rummages through garbage cans!

[Quest completion reward: Charm +10.]

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