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Place your finger on the metal doorknob. Press down.

"Click".

The heavy mahogany door was wide open.

Li Yichen stepped out of the villa and walked along the tree-lined path towards the main gate of the residential area.

The morning air carried a hint of moisture from the river.

A few minutes later.

The massive and imposing wrought iron gates of Tomson Riviera came into view.

Outside the gate.

Li Niannian was wearing the same faded plaid shirt she wore yesterday.

The seedlings were carried on a cloth bag on his back.

Each of them carried a huge woven bag, bulging with everyday items.

Chu Feng also arrived and stood to the side.

He changed into a clean black casual outfit. His folding electric scooter was gone.

Two security guards in crisp uniforms were blocking their way.

The questioning could be heard from a great distance.

"I've said it so many times, this is a private residential area, not a tourist attraction."

The tall security guard pointed with his baton at the woven bag next to Li Niannian's feet.

"Those who collect recyclables should go through the side door, go straight and turn left."

Chu Feng stepped forward.

"We're here to find someone. Mr. Li from Villa No. 17 sent us."

"Oh."

Another security guard chuckled and crossed his arms, looking Chu Feng up and down.

"Every day, there are at least 80 to 100 people coming to see Mr. Li from number 17."

"I've seen plenty of influencers like you who want to sneak in to broaden their horizons and make videos. Get out of here, or we'll have to use a forklift to help you 'move'."

The tall security guard had already picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Patrol post, there are two suspicious individuals at the main gate, seemingly trying to climb over the fence—"

"Click".

The soft click of the fingerprint lock opening sounded behind them.

Li Yichen knocked on the glass window of the access control gate.

"Record your fingerprints and face."

His voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, and he didn't even look at the two security guards.

He simply told the security guard on duty in the pavilion, "From now on, those two will be coming and going here every day. If I hear of anyone stopping them again—"

He paused for a moment.

Their gaze finally shifted, sweeping over the two security guards who were frozen in place.

"Then I think your security team needs a complete overhaul."

The security captain inside the pavilion had already rushed out.

His forehead was covered in sweat.

He berated the tall security guard, "You're new here, you bastard?! You dare stop Mr. Li's guest from number 17?! Are you blind?!"

Then he bent over at a ninety-degree angle, his voice trembling.

"Mr. Li, I'm so sorry, this is due to our inadequate training. I'll handle it immediately—"

Li Yichen didn't look at him.

He only said one sentence to Li Niannian and Chu Feng.

"Come over and record your information."

The security captain quickly turned around, bent even lower, and gestured for him to enter.

"Please come with me here to register your information. I'm so sorry, so sorry."

The speed at which she changes her expression is comparable to turning the pages of a book.

Chu Feng and Li Niannian followed the security guard to the facial recognition machine.

Data entry complete.

The two walked up to Li Yichen.

"Boss!"

The two spoke in unison, their voices visibly restrained.

Li Yichen heard those two words.

I felt extremely awkward.

When he used to deliver food, he always called everyone "boss." Now that people are calling him that, he gets a strange feeling of being a nouveau riche.

"Don't call me 'boss' anymore."

Li Yichen waved his hand.

"That sounds too formal. Just call me Brother Li."

The voice just fell.

The cloth bag on Li Niannian's back.

A small head with short hair peeked out.

Miaomiao gripped the edge of the cloth bag with both of her little hands.

A clear gaze fell on Li Yichen.

"Brother Li!"

Her voice was clear and crisp, with a strong childlike quality.

Li Yichen raised his right hand.

I rubbed Miao Miao's head a couple of times.

"good."

Li Niannian and Chu Feng exchanged a glance.

"Brother Li," the two immediately changed their address.

Chu Feng stood still, his mind racing.

He is 28 years old this year, older than Li Yichen.

But he called out "brother" willingly.

In this society, whoever has money and power is the boss.

The person in front of you is a super tycoon who drives a supercar worth 100 million.

Making him call him "brother" shows that he's not an outsider; it's a clear sign of support.

Li Niannian gripped the handles of the woven bag tightly with both hands.

The fingernails dug into the flesh of the palm.

She had to do this job with all her might. She absolutely could not let this kindness go to waste.

"Let's go."

Li Yichen turned around and led the way into the residential area.

The three followed behind.

Walk along the wide internal road.

The greenery on both sides was meticulously trimmed. The variety and shape of each tree exuded an air of wealth.

A distance of two hundred meters.

Chu Feng had driven in with poison last night, so he had prepared his mental defenses in advance and remained relatively calm.

Li Niannian was completely stunned.

She used to live in a low-rent apartment in the western suburbs, where the stairwells were full of garbage and sewage.

Walking here now, the stone paving stones are so clean they reflect light.

"Brother Li, your house is so big!"

Miaomiao lay on her older sister's back.

The little hand pointed in all directions.

"It's so beautiful, even more beautiful than a park."

Li Niannian swallowed.

My throat is dry.

This entire area is equipped with top-of-the-line features.

Can a student who has only graduated for a year really manage a mansion of this caliber?

Fear and self-doubt grew wildly in my mind.

Li Yichen stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head away.

His gaze precisely captured Li Niannian's hurried movements.

"The villa is too big."

Li Yichen speaks slowly and deliberately.

"You definitely can't handle it all by yourself. Go and hire people later—cleaners, gardeners, general laborers—you decide how many you need."

"Just make sure the house looks presentable. After all, that's what you studied, so it shouldn't be difficult for you."

Just a few words.

It directly nipped Li Niannian's self-doubt in the bud.

Li Niannian nodded emphatically.

The breath in my chest was completely calmed down.

"Don't worry, Brother Li. I will definitely get things done."

A few minutes later.

The four arrived at the gate of the riverside villa.

Push the door open and enter.

First floor living room.

Ji Yanran had changed into a perfectly tailored haute couture business suit.

Wearing seven-centimeter high heels.

He was holding several freshly printed documents in his hand.

I'm about to leave.

Seeing Li Yichen bring his people in.

Ji Yanran stopped in her tracks.

"Has the housekeeper arrived?" Ji Yanran looked Li Niannian up and down.

Li Yichen pointed with his finger.

"Li Niannian. From now on, she will be in charge of all the daily chores in the villa."

Then, Li Yichen's finger moved toward Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng. The personal driver I hired last night."

Li Yichen stared directly at Ji Yanran.

"Aren't you going to look at office buildings in Lujiazui? Have him take you there."

"From now on, he'll be in charge of driving you when you go out on errands."

Ji Yanran heard these words.

The high heels clicked crisply on the polished marble floor.

Professional driver.

This benefit has truly been implemented.

"Okay." Ji Yanran tidied up the documents in her hand.

"Then let's set off now. I need to finish the plans for those thirty floors as soon as possible."

Li Yichen took out a black access card from his pocket.

He tossed it to Ji Yanran.

"Take him to the underground parking garage."

"Choose whichever car you want to drive."

Ji Yanran caught the access card.

He couldn't suppress the smile on his face any longer.

She walked straight to the elevator leading to the basement, wearing high heels.

"Chu Feng, right? Come with me."

Chu Feng quickly followed.

The elevator doors closed.

A feeling of weightlessness came over me.

"bite."

Two basement levels. Private, detached garage.

The elevator doors slid open to both sides.

Chu Feng strode out.

The instant your gaze falls upon what's in front of you.

His legs suddenly buckled, and he nearly collapsed to his knees.

Inside the enormous, temperature-controlled garage, the lights were extremely bright.

A row of top-of-the-line luxury cars were parked quietly within the marked area.

Lamborghini Veneno.

Bugatti Veyron.

Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Bentley Bentayga, Bentley Flying Spur.

Aston Martin.

Ferrari LaFerrari.

McLaren P1...

More than a dozen top-of-the-line luxury cars gathered together.

Chu Feng has been a designated driver for three years.

I consider myself to have seen countless cars.

But at this moment, his worldview was completely shattered by the mechanical beasts filling the entire underground garage.

This is not a garage at all.

This is the top-tier VIP showroom at the Geneva Motor Show.

Any one of these cars can cause traffic jams on the streets of Shanghai.

Ji Yanran walked in front.

My gaze swept over these luxury cars.

She went to Lujiazui today on official business, to plan the new company headquarters in a 30-story office building.

Driving those flashy sports cars makes you seem too frivolous.

"Drive that one."

Ji Yanran pointed her finger at the black Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"This car is stable."

Chu Feng swallowed hard.

Walk to a glass cabinet next to it.

A row of car keys hung neatly inside.

He took the key with the double-R logo with extreme care.

Walk to the cockpit of the Phantom.

Open the car door.

I sat down in that top-of-the-line genuine leather seat.

Ji Yanran opened the back door and got in.

Start the engine.

The V12 engine made an extremely faint running sound.

The sound insulation is so good that you can hardly hear any external noise.

The Phantom's massive body slowly drove out of the garage.

They drove towards Lujiazui.

First floor living room.

Li Yichen led the Li Niannian sisters towards the guest room area.

Push open a mahogany door at the end of the corridor.

"From now on, you two sisters will live in this room."

Li Yichen stood at the door.

Li Niannian walked in carrying a woven bag.

A huge space of twenty or thirty square meters.

The floor was covered with a thick Persian carpet.

In the center is a top-of-the-line custom-made king-size bed, measuring two meters by two meters.

Ensuite bathroom and walk-in closet.

This place is a hundred times more luxurious than the dilapidated cheap rental she used to live in.

Li Niannian stood at the edge of the carpet.

The soles of the old canvas shoes on my feet were covered in dust.

She didn't dare step inside, afraid of soiling the expensive carpet.

"Let's go in," Li Yichen urged.

A few minutes later, Li Niannian put away her luggage and left the room with her younger sister.

Li Yichen looked at her.

"Pack your luggage."

He got to the point.

"After you've packed up, head straight to the job market."

"Hire all the cleaning and general laborers needed for the villa. Pay them the highest market rate. I'm not short of money, as long as they are clean and efficient."

Li Niannian immediately straightened up.

"Understood. I'll go right away."

Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket.

The name of headhunter Wang Lei was displayed on the screen.

My finger swipes across the answer button.

"Mr. Li!"

Wang Lei's words came through the receiver, tinged with obvious excitement.

"I've found the chef you wanted!"

Li Yichen withdrew his gaze, turned around, and walked back into the corridor.

"Be more specific."

"This is the retired executive chef from the State Guesthouse."

Wang Lei speaks extremely fast.

"His surname is Zhou. He is fifty-two years old this year. He is proficient in all eight major cuisines, especially Huaiyang cuisine and Cantonese cuisine. His skills are absolutely unparalleled in the entire Shanghai catering industry."

"At 3 PM, he brought a full set of knives directly to your villa to taste the dishes."

Li Yichen listened.

"Well done."

He hung up the phone.