After taking care of breakfast and washing the dishes, Allen Zhang went out with Dominic.
Driving, he dropped the person off at the recycling station, picked up the qualification documents, got in touch with Olivia again, and then drove to her living community.
Waiting by the roadside for a while, he saw her with a bag coming out and Allen honked to alert her.
Olivia, looking doubtful, got into the Jeep, expressing surprise as she sat in the passenger seat, "Is this your car? When did you buy it?"
"Just two days before you introduced me to that job," Allen Zhang recalled.
"It seems you still miss that job a bit, huh?" Olivia said with a meaningful tone.
"That’s not the case, where did you see that?" Allen Zhang spoke without amusement: "If I go a few more times, I’m sure I’ll die!"
"But you also got the reward you deserved, right? Look on the bright side! These days, if you want to make a lot of money, you can only take shortcuts or break the law."
Olivia comforted him. It was precisely because she was worried about Allen Zhang’s health that she hadn’t actively contacted you these few days, and hadn’t taken the initiative to go on a date, right?
Once he fastened his seat belt, Allen Zhang started the vehicle and headed for the Crown District.
While chatting, they drove, and soon arrived at the Crown District, where Olivia swiped her card to open the gate.
The security officer glanced at them, then suddenly noticed the infrared monitor emitting an alarm, suspecting traces of gun ammunition on Allen Zhang’s body, and immediately gestured for him to stop.
Allen Zhang pulled over, lowered the window, and produced his gun license leisurely, telling the officer, "Take it easy, buddy, I have a legal permit."
The officer, with a serious face, took the gun license to check it, used his walkie-talkie to contact the back office to verify its authenticity.
After receiving the response, he relaxed considerably.
"Have a nice time, sir," the officer said as he returned the gun license to Allen Zhang.
"Thank you, officer. I wish you a pleasant day too," Allen Zhang took his license back, smiling and waving.
Restarting the vehicle, they passed smoothly through the checkpoint and arrived at the Crown District’s property management office.
Olivia, still in the car, was surprised, looking at Allen Zhang, "Dear, you even have a gun license? How many more secrets are you keeping from me that I don’t know about?"
Why have a permit but seek security work, instead of recycling?
"Quite a few," Allen Zhang answered after some thought.
"Like what?" Olivia asked.
Allen Zhang smiled, "Like I’ve recently learned a new handstand move from watching short videos."
Olivia laughed flirtatiously, "Oh, perhaps you can show me in person when you have the time."
"There will be an opportunity," Allen Zhang parked the car in the roadside parking area.
Getting out of the car, Olivia used her documents to check in and led Allen Zhang into the property management office.
This was his first time here, but the Rich District was indeed the Rich District, even the decor of the property management office was luxurious.
Sitting on the sofa and waiting for a few minutes, Olivia brought the property manager over.
"Hello, Mr. Jin. I’m Sara, the managing director of the property management."
Allen Zhang looked at the mature and still-charming blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman in her early forties, dressed in office attire, and stood up to shake hands with her.
Jokingly, he said: "Are all the top managers in property management as beautiful as you? It’s so tempting that I’m considering working here now."
"You are quite the joker."
Sara smiled slightly, "I’ve already seen your documents, and since you come recommended by Olivia and an owner, there’s nothing to worry about. Recently, some of the recycling workers have been slacking off, which has displeased me. From now on, Crown District’s recycling work will be handed over to you."
"Ok," Allen Zhang nodded.
"Go ahead and talk, Olivia will help you sort out the document problem," the elegant lady Sara said before turning and leaving.
Olivia then took Allen Zhang to process his access documents, and with fingerprint unlocking and facial recognition set up, it would be much more convenient to enter and exit in the future.
Of course, if you commit a crime, you can be easily tracked through big data, with no escape.
In the Rich District, whether it’s property management or security departments, the main service provided for owners is safety! Safety! And more safety!!
Unless you’re a fifth-class citizen with no connections, you won’t encounter a robbery by a traitor.