Mr. Ye!

"Mr. Ye!"

Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng both called out anxiously at the same time.

It seemed like they were worried about Ye Chen letting an opportunity slip to someone else, not wanting to lose out themselves.

But that wasn't the case.

Even though neither of them had the financial resources to be considered "wealthy" at the moment, it didn't mean they valued a mere three to five million that highly.

What they were concerned about was Ye Chen being taken advantage of.

After all, to them, Ye Chen was practically a benefactor who had saved their lives.

If Ye Chen were to transfer those two deposit reservation agreements to them, they would ensure he didn't lose money. That ten thousand yuan deposit? They would be willing to pay one or two million—or even higher—for it.

But if the agreements were transferred to someone else, such a price would be impossible, as the other party would weigh whether it was worth it.

They were well aware of Ye Chen's financial situation. For them, Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng, a few hundred thousand might not matter much, but for Ye Chen, it was a significant amount.

So they wanted to help Ye Chen maximize his benefits.

However, Ye Chen, being someone with memories of two lifetimes, could clearly see through their thoughts.

But he had no intention of accepting this goodwill.

Because accepting it would mean incurring a favor—a debt of gratitude!

He didn't want to owe anyone favors.

Besides, selling to Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng would indeed earn him more money. But with his knowledge of the future spanning sixty years and essentially a "cheat code" for life, how could he care about a mere few hundred thousand?

Shaking his head lightly, Ye Chen said, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Li, I appreciate your kindness. I have my own principles when it comes to doing things. Earning a little less is fine, but owing a favor would make me uneasy. Besides, with your capabilities, you wouldn't seriously consider flipping a few units in Jinlin Mansion for profit, would you? And if it's for living, that's even more absurd. Jinlin Mansion won't be ready for another year or two, and the surrounding infrastructure and planning won't take shape for at least three to five years. Would it even catch your eyes then?"

This—

Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng were rendered speechless.

They wanted to say something but didn't know how to respond.

After all, Ye Chen's words hit the nail on the head.

What surprised them even more was Ye Chen's principled attitude, seemingly untouched by greed, and his elevation of the concept of "owing favors."

Was this the same degenerate gambler only interested in quick riches?

Nonsense!

Seeing Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng fall silent, Ye Chen turned back to the well-dressed middle-aged couple and said, "I have two deposit reservation agreements. You can buy one or both. However, the price isn't set yet. I need to check today's opening prices at the sales office first. Is that okay?"

"Two?" The middle-aged couple seemed a bit surprised but nodded. "Alright, shall we head to the sales office then?"

"Sure," Ye Chen replied as he walked toward the sales office, the middle-aged couple following close behind, along with Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng.

But before they had taken many steps, a hesitant voice called out.

"Mr. Ye?"

"Hmm?"

Ye Chen instinctively stopped and turned around.

In his line of sight was a somewhat familiar face, though he couldn't quite recall where he had seen it before.

Although his memory after rebirth was crystal clear for the sixty years ahead, the same clarity didn't apply to memories from before then.

The woman had an elegant, mature demeanor, her literary and intellectual air carrying a touch of charm. It felt familiar to Ye Chen, yet vague.

"Are you calling me?" Ye Chen asked, puzzled.

"Are you Mr. Ye Chen?" the woman approached him.

"Yes. Do we know each other?" Ye Chen responded.

The woman frowned slightly. "Then I didn't mistake you. You're Ye Youyou's father, right? We met last year on Children's Day!"

"Youyou? Children's Day?"

Ye Chen suddenly recalled.

The memory flashed back to last year's Children's Day.

Youyou's kindergarten had held a children's performance.

As the parent of a participating child, he had to attend.

Originally, it was supposed to be Chen Yinuo's responsibility, but due to a last-minute work arrangement, she couldn't make it, so Ye Chen had to go instead.

That day, not only did he attend while hungover and disheveled, reeking of alcohol, but he also got into conflicts with other parents, almost causing the performance to be canceled. It was after that incident that Yinuo completely lost hope in him, leading to an unprecedented argument. During the fight, he even hit Yinuo.

Now, hearing the woman mention Youyou and Children's Day, Ye Chen instinctively asked, "Are you one of Youyou's teachers?"

"Yes, I'm Zhou Xiaolan, the deputy principal of Zijing Kindergarten. We met last Children's Day!"

When Zhou Xiaolan repeated that they had met last year on Children's Day, her expression wasn't quite right.

After all, it had been a memorable day for Zijing Kindergarten.

Of course, Ye Chen had left a lasting impression as one of their most "unique" parents.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have recognized Ye Chen, who had never once picked up or dropped off Youyou at the kindergarten, after seeing him only once.

"Principal Zhou! Nice to meet you, nice to meet you. Are you here to buy a house too?" Ye Chen extended his hand politely with a smile.

She shook hands briefly but quickly let go out of courtesy.

For this parent who had caused such a scene at the kindergarten last year, if not for her professional ethics, she wouldn't even have wanted to exchange a single word.

Then, noticing the deposit reservation agreements in Ye Chen's hand, she said, "Mr. Ye, you have money to buy a house but can't even pay Youyou's tuition? Forgive me for being blunt, but is this how you act as a parent?"

"What did you say? Youyou's tuition hasn't been paid?" Ye Chen froze.

"She stopped coming to kindergarten over a month ago. You didn't know about this?" Zhou Xiaolan asked in surprise.

"I really didn't know. Her mom never told me!" Ye Chen's expression grew serious.

"Our kindergarten has two payment options—paying a semester's tuition in full or splitting it into two installments for families with tighter finances. Over a month ago, it was time for the second payment. At the time, Youyou's mom told us that their finances were tight and that she wanted to transfer Youyou to a regular kindergarten. We offered to give her more time, but she refused! I initially thought you were genuinely struggling financially. But now I see you have money to buy a house and still won't pay for Youyou's education. Is this how a parent should behave?"

Although our tuition isn't cheap, Zijing Kindergarten's faculty and facilities are among the best in Jiangzhou, apart from a few elite schools. Youyou has been with us for two years. She's always been happy here and has great relationships with her classmates. Suddenly transferring her to a regular kindergarten would be understandable if you were facing financial difficulties. But you have the money to buy a house and still won't ensure your child receives a good education. What kind of parent are you?"

Zhou Xiaolan couldn't hold back her criticism, not even caring about the others present.

As an educator, she despised parents who neglected their child's education!

Especially those who had the means but still let their children's learning environment deteriorate.

Despicable. Simply despicable!