Seeing the security guard block his way, Ye Feng cracked a slight smile and said:
"I'm here to visit someone. Do I need to register?"
He spoke as he pulled out his ID card, knowing that one usually had to register by real name to enter this type of high-level residential community.
"Visit someone?"
Hearing Ye Feng's reply, the security guard sized him up from head to toe and burst into laughter upon seeing his raggedy T-shirt:
"Who are you looking for? You look like a junk picker. I'm telling you, someone is specifically responsible for recycling our trash here, so you'd better leave, quick!"
This was a high-end residential area, where even the discarded items from the residents could be worth a lot. In the past, many people had used the pretext of visiting someone as a means to go in and pick through the garbage. Obviously, the security guard had just categorized Ye Feng as one of those people.
