After saying that, he ignored the two of them and headed towards the community property management office, with his two younger sisters following him.

Aunt Liu and Xin'er looked at each other, both seeing disbelief in their eyes. After a moment of silence, they followed behind.

When Zhou Qiong saw Xin'er and the other person behind her, she had a feeling that something had happened.

"Why did you decide to go home, Chu Lao Er?" Chu Yi asked.

Chu Fang explained: "The community elects a homeowners' committee."

The Zhonghai Mingyuan residential community has a homeowners' committee responsible for handling community affairs, and the homeowners' committee is elected through open elections.

He came to check it out after receiving a notification in the owners' group a few days ago.

"Oh, oh." Chu Yi nodded. "No wonder there were so many people in the neighborhood today."

There are usually very few people in the neighborhood; it's mostly elderly people.

The group arrived at the property management office, where many people were already waiting for them. The property management staff and security guards were attending to the residents.

In upscale residential communities like Zhonghai Mingyuan, the property management company is in a weak position, responsible for serving the residents.

Chu Fang used to be a shut-in in the community, rarely interacting with his neighbors and having no business dealings with them, so he wasn't familiar with these homeowners.

Watching the homeowners chatting enthusiastically about business and the overall environment, he could only find a seat and sit down.

"Little Chu, it's been a long time since I've seen you," a white-haired old man said softly beside him.

"I don't live in Zhonghai Mingyuan. I hope you are in good health." Chu Fang didn't know the managers in the community, but he was quite familiar with some of the older men.

"Alas!" the old man sighed, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

Chu Fang: "You've been saying you're going to die for the past few years."

"That's different!" The old man surveyed the area and whispered to Chu Fang, "Do you know about the volcanic eruptions in Japan? The Australian bushfires? The tornadoes in California...?"

Before the other person could continue, Chu Fang said helplessly, "All of this foreshadows an impending storm on Earth, and humanity will face certain death."

Since retiring from his position as chairman, this old man has been acting strangely, believing that humanity will face extinction in the next moment.

He'd been nagging about it for years, but the disaster never came, which made the old man extremely anxious.

"Grandpa, did you take your medicine today?"

"Huh? I really didn't take it." The old man took out his medicine. "Thanks."

Before long, almost all the residents of the community had arrived, and those who hadn't come informed the organizer of their choices.

Xin'er and Aunt Liu were sitting on the edge when they saw a man in casual clothes walk onto the stage, and they were surprised: "Wang Ming."

Wang Ming frequently appears in major media outlets. He owns several listed companies and is said to have assets worth billions of yuan. His assets rank among the top three of the homeowners in Zhonghai Mingyuan.

Wang Ming took the stage: "As the former chairman of the owners' committee, I thank you all for coming from afar. Everyone is very busy, so I'll keep it short. The owners' committee term is up. Should we continue with the previous owners' committee or elect a new one? What do you all want to say?"

The numerous homeowners present exchanged bewildered glances.

“I suggest we continue using the previous owners’ committee.”

"I agree."

"As the director, Mr. Wang has fought for our rights. You should serve a few more terms."

“... ..."

Many homeowners suggested that the former homeowners' committee, headed by Wang Ming, should continue, but Wang Ming smiled and waved his hand, saying that he was too old to continue.

Amidst the chorus of voices in agreement, one stood out sharply: "I object!"

"Oh, why does President Chu object?" Wang Ming raised an eyebrow.

As chairman, he recognized the person who objected as Chu Fang.

Chu Fang glanced around at the neighbors and said with a smile, "Just like you said, I'm thinking of your health, Mr. Wang. You not only have to be busy with company affairs, but also have to deal with these trivial matters in the community. It must be very tiring."

"They're just treating you like a beast of burden by keeping you as the director. Only a junior like me truly cares about you."

Xin'er raised her eyebrows, and Aunt Liu was also surprised: "How dare he?"

It was obvious to anyone with eyes that Wang Ming's words, though seemingly an excuse, actually revealed his covetousness for the director's position.

Many homeowners also supported Wang Ming, but Chu Fang dared to oppose him in public.

With Chu Fang's opposition, some homeowners also objected, and a new homeowners' committee election was eventually held. Wang Ming was nominated again, but ultimately he was not elected.

A strong woman named Cen Xiao broke through the competition and was successfully elected.

The election ended, and the property lobby was filled with noise. Wang Ming left, taking one last deep look in the direction of Chu before heading away.

Chu Fang was about to leave when the new director, Cen Xiao, came over and said, "President Chu, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this position. Thank you."

"Don't thank me. If you really want to express your gratitude, don't be like Wang Ming and do something practical for us." Chu Fang waved his hand.

The position of director of the owners' committee of Zhonghai Mingyuan seems very small, and it is vastly different from the status of many owners in the outside world.

But in reality, that position is extremely attractive, as one can leverage the title of director to build connections with all the residents of the community.

Wang Ming abused his power frequently during his tenure.

Chu Fang suspected that the phone numbers he frequently received at night had been leaked by Wang Ming.

Specifically targeted at respectable young men like him!

After chatting for a few minutes, Chu Fang and his group left. As they walked out of the property lobby, they saw Xin'er and Aunt Liu.

He joked with a smile, "By the way, did you call the police? I'm waiting."

Aunt Liu looked embarrassed and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, it was our fault. I hope you can forgive us."

As a celebrity, she is in the spotlight, but Xin'er has a clear understanding of the situation.

His own celebrity status was insignificant in the face of those powerful figures, while Chu Fang's willingness to publicly confront Wang Ming indicated that he must have substantial capital.

She's not someone a minor celebrity like her can afford to offend.

Chu Fang smiled and said, "Never mind, you didn't do anything wrong."

It's understandable that celebrities should be cautious.

Since we're neighbors, we should try to get along well from now on.

The two sides reconciled and made peace, and the Chu side then departed.

Chu Yi covered his mouth and said, "I didn't expect you guys to treat Chu Lao Er like a fangirl."

Aunt Liu said, "It's my fault for not recognizing its value."

"It's nothing," Chu Yi replied. "Chu Lao Er's carefree and irresponsible manner certainly doesn't seem like that of a proper person."

Zhou Qiong tugged at Chu Yi's arm: "Qiongqiong."

Chu Fang walked out of Zhonghai Mingyuan, just as Wang Ming drove out. He rolled down the window and asked, "President Chu, have I offended you in some way?"

"Why do you say that, Mr. Wang?" Chu Fang said with a smile, "I'm thinking about your health."

Wang Ming gave him a deep look: "Then thank you very much, President Chu."

"Don't mention it. It's the duty and responsibility of young people to think about the older generation!"