Two residential-area patrol cars drove along the clean, tidy asphalt roads of Guangjiang Residential Area.
"We have now arrived at Building A. To our left is the villa district, to our right is also the villa district, and ahead is still the villa district. There are, uh, a total of... I don't know how many villas there are in Area A. Anyway, there are a lot of them. They haven't been put up for sale yet. What? A few have already been sold? All right, a few have already been sold, but it seems that perhaps, maybe, probably no one has moved in yet."
A manager stood in the front seat of the patrol car, introducing the area to Yang Jian, Zhang Xiangui, and the others.
"As a manager, isn't that introduction a little too amateurish? My friends are watching. Could you be a little more professional?"
Zhang Wei looked at the manager. "Dad, can you fire him? I feel embarrassed having such an amateur manager."
Zhang Xiangui pondered for a moment. "I'm afraid not."
"Why? Aren't you the boss around here? You can't even fire one person?" Zhang Wei said. "You're making me lose face in front of Brother Leg."
"Because he's your uncle." Zhang Xiangui coughed twice.
"I know, but if you didn't say it, only Uncle would lose face. Now that you've said it, our whole family is losing face," Zhang Wei said.
"..." Zhang Xiangui looked rather awkward.
Yang Jian sat in the car, observing the surroundings, trying to find anything out of place.
But everything was calm.
"Keep going. No need for introductions. Just circle around that way and try to pass every building. I'll try to find out what's unusual here," he said.
"O-okay," Zhang Wei's uncle said awkwardly.
The residential area was huge.