Hangzhou, Peach Blossom Spring.
A domestically made electric car quietly drove into the courtyard residence at Peach Blossom Spring.
This electric car had some connection to Zhang Yang.
It was the first product launched after one of China's startup godfathers entered the new-energy electric vehicle industry. On the night of the launch event, Zhang Yang had specifically shown up to lend his support.
As for this car, it was a special-edition gift from the man to Zhang Yang.
Its market price was over a million yuan.
These days, what kind of luxury car could dare claim to match Zhang Yang's status? Since every car was the same to him, he naturally drove whatever he liked. It was never a car elevating him—it was him elevating the car.
"Mr. Zhang is back!"
Inside the courtyard residence, one of the aunties suddenly cried out in excitement.
Then, the many staff members throughout the entire compound immediately sprang into action.
Yes, Purple Garden No. 1 in Yinghai had long ceased to be suitable for living in. Although it was a villa district, neighbors came and went freely, visiting one another with great convenience. Naturally, it was no longer suitable for the parents of the world's richest man.
So, his parents had come to live at Peach Blossom Spring in Hangzhou.
As for Grandpa Zhang... there were no idle outsiders around him, and the old man was tight-lipped. Not many people knew his identity.
In the main courtyard, a married couple hurried over upon hearing the news. They were Zhang Zhaohai and Song Wenqin.
"My son is back!" Song Wenqin was beside herself with excitement. "Let me think—how long has it been since our family was last together... Huh? You're already in your thirties. How are you getting younger and younger?"
Her surprise was