C835 Means of déjà vu

At 4 AM in the morning, at the Rose Garden District in Beijing.

The price of a square meter in this upscale residential area could be counted on one hand. The lights were sparse, and with the heavy rain pouring down, even the diligent security guards in the small residential area had fallen asleep in their own security room.

"Ding ding ding!"

Qiao Qingyu was woken up by the urgent phone call