National Treasure Garden also has various house types and grades. There are townhouses of 198 and 268 square meters, as well as smaller detached houses of 418 square meters and larger ones of 720 square meters.
Therefore, the homeowners here also fall into different levels of wealth, and without a doubt, those with 720 square meters are the most affluent.
The middle-aged man was stunned for quite some time. He only owned a medium-sized machinery company, so he could only afford a 198-square-meter townhouse in this affluent area.
A 720-square-meter large detached house was his long-time dream, but it was simply out of his reach.
These detached houses each have their own large gardens, and in the community, the roads leading to these large houses are semi-closed, making them inaccessible to ordinary people.
Those large detached houses are like mysterious castles.
At this moment, the middle-aged man became unsure if the person he saw in that car was indeed the young man he knew.
Because there was no reason for him to be here.
But after thinking it over, he decided to pick up his phone, "Hello, Wanfang, there is a new homeowner in National Treasure Garden. I saw someone who looks like Qing Chen sitting in the back of the car... Yes, I know his family’s house number. I can take you to check it out."
The move was completed very quickly.
Li Tongyun and Jiang Xue lived on the third floor. Qing Chen set a rule that males were not allowed to go up there, and everyone complied; those who violated it would be kicked out of Daylight.
Hu Xiaoniu, Zhang Tianzhen, and Liu Dezhu each had a room on the second floor.
Qing Chen and Nan Gengchen lived on the first floor.
In fact, although the villa had eight bedrooms, the two rooms on the first floor were a secondary bedroom and a maid’s room, both very small, with just enough space for a bed and a desk.
This was the arrangement Qing Chen made for himself. He didn’t mind the size of where he lived; as long as he had a place to sleep, it was fine.
Hu Xiaoniu hesitated after glancing at Qing Chen’s room, "Qing Chen, let me and Zhang Tianzhen live in these two rooms. You two go upstairs instead."
"I’m staying here in case of potential crises," Qing Chen explained, "If enemies invade, I would definitely be the first to notice."
Zhang Tianzhen suddenly said, "Qing Chen, I am a light sleeper. I should stay here. If someone sneaks in, they will definitely wake me up."
Qing Chen calmly asked, "And if you wake up, what use would it be?"
Zhang Tianzhen: "..."
Qing Chen looked around at everyone, "I know you feel that with my status in the organization, I should occupy the master bedroom on the second floor, but we’re not yet so strong that we can afford such vanity. So, let’s do as I say."
This allocation of rooms made everyone in Daylight realize Qing Chen’s character.
The boy was so pragmatic that he renounced all other illusory exteriors for it.
Normally, the hierarchy within an organization needs external manifestation, just like in a pack of wolves, where the Wolf King gets the innards exclusively, and the order in which the other wolves feed is a display of hierarchy.
But Qing Chen didn’t care about these things at all; he only cared about what was actually useful.
However, just then, the doorbell of the villa rang. Qing Chen glanced at Nan Gengchen, "They haven’t seen you before; you know what to say, right?"
"Mhm," nodded Nan Gengchen.
Qing Chen turned to the others, "Xiao Niu and Zhang Tianzhen, handle it with Nan Gengchen speaking. Just send them away."
Hu Xiao Niu and Zhang Tianzhen were momentarily stunned. They didn’t even know what was about to happen, yet it seemed the young man in front of them had already guessed a lot.
When Nan Gengchen opened the door, he saw a middle-aged couple with a child standing outside.
The middle-aged woman sized up Nan Gengchen, Hu Xiaoniu, and Zhang Tianzhen, introducing herself, "Hello, my name is Zhang Wanfang. I’m also a homeowner in National Treasure Garden. We heard you’ve just moved in, so we came to visit."
"Hello," Nan Gengchen smiled, "We’ll be neighbors then."
Zhang Wanfang’s gaze kept trying to look past the three men into the house, but she didn’t see the figure she was hoping to find.
After hesitating, she still asked, "I’d like to know, is there a student named Qing Chen here?"
Nan Gengchen was taken aback for a moment, then he frankly said, "No, you must be mistaken. We don’t have anyone named Qing Chen here."
The middle-aged man politely asked, "It might be presumptuous to ask, but are you students?"
Hu Xiaoniu smiled and replied, "Yes, we’ve transferred from Haicheng. We used to study there and have just moved to Los Angeles City, enrolled at Luo Yi High School."
Los Angeles Foreign Language School and Luo Yi High School are two schools of completely different calibers.
In Los Angeles City, the Los Angeles Foreign Language School where Qing Chen studied was just below average, and the only reason he attended that high school was the free tuition.
For Qing Chen, where he studied didn’t really matter; self-study classes would be the same anywhere.
The tuition was what was important.
Actually, Nan Gengchen knew that Zhang Wanfang was Qing Chen’s mother, but there was no sense of meeting a good brother’s parents; rather, when he remembered the hardships Qing Chen had endured, he couldn’t help but speak with some impoliteness.
Especially since she apparently came looking for Qing Chen deliberately with her new family’s child in tow, Nan Gengchen couldn’t quite understand her motives.
Their appearance here, however, was unexpected yet within reason.
He smiled at the middle-aged man, "Uncle, where we come from doesn’t seem to be your concern."
The middle-aged man thought for a moment, "Sorry, I was just asking casually."