A life of success begins with being a landlord.

On the other side, Sister Ju, the owner of Wencheng Hair Salon, saw this and chuckled, "Bo-mei, you've landed a big deal! Brother Zu is a respectable man, don't lead him astray."

Bobo laughed and scolded, "If it's a business that doesn't make money, why don't you take it? Brother Zu is also not a decent person, and he always dines and dashes."

As we were talking, we entered Jiangnan Hair Salon.

Bobo immediately checked my phone and found it: "I'll make a call first."

Damn it, you're doing this again!

I resigned myself to my bad luck and waited in the front hall.

Two more little girls came to Bobo's place; they were both unfamiliar faces, I'd never seen them before.

One of the girls seemed quite experienced; she came over and massaged my shoulders: "Brother Zu, shall I give you a back massage?"

"Do you know me?" I asked, turning my head.

"Such a dashing, tall, and imposing landlord, of course I recognize you... Who on this street doesn't know you?"

"Hey, little sister, you know how to talk. I'll definitely patronize your business from now on."

I was overjoyed.

Tall and imposing—that seems to be the pinnacle of adjectives used to praise men in the local dialect of Hong Kong.

"My name is Ah Chun, and I'll be relying on Brother Zu to protect me from now on," the little girl said with a fawning smile.

"No problem, I've got your back."

I shamelessly boasted, forgetting that I almost got my head chopped off that afternoon.

Ah Chun and I chatted, and the more we talked, the more we clicked, and it even started to smell sweet.

Before I knew it, more than ten minutes had passed.

Bobo finally finished his call and handed the phone back to me: "Thanks, Yaozu. I don't have any credit for the call, but how about... I give you a free hair wash?"

"Screw you!"

I took the phone and turned to leave.

Bobo always gets freebies from me, but I've never gotten a freebie from her.

Gao Jianfeng called again, asking me to attend the class.

I arrived at room 402 and found that there weren't many people there tonight, but Huang Aijun was there.

Huang Aijun shook my hand and smiled: "President Wang, we'd like to invite you over tonight for an internal sharing session where we'll discuss some experiences and techniques for inviting new hires."

I chuckled: "So, it's about figuring out how to lure people here, right?"

"Mr. Wang, you can't say that. We're not scammers."

The beautiful manager, Ms. Fang, reprimanded me with a stern face: "You're a Shuangerkang distributor now, a person of status. You need to watch your words."

Damn, it looks just like the real thing!

I shrugged: "Okay, okay, I'll listen to the lecture."

Manager Fang and Huang Aijun, one on each side, flanked me on the sofa and began the lesson.

First, they reviewed the five-level, three-tier system, then they talked to me about invitation techniques, or how to trick people into coming...

I listened for over ten minutes and felt a headache coming on: "Mr. Huang, Manager Fang, I've understood it. I'll go back to sleep now and listen to the lecture again next time."

Manager Fang wouldn't let me leave: "We haven't finished talking yet, why are you in such a hurry? You can't be careless when doing important things."

"Isn't it just about bringing people over?"

I got impatient and stood up, saying, "Where there are people, there's money; where there are no people, there's no money, right? When I have time, I'll just find a few more downlines. Why bother with all this high-sounding rhetoric?"

Manager Fang was stunned and stared at me in astonishment.

Huang Aijun smiled slightly: "That's a good way to understand it, Mr. Wang. You should go back and rest first."

I deliberately grabbed Manager Fang's hand and held on tightly: "Manager Fang, thank you for the training tonight. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Manager Fang forced a smile: "Let's focus on developing our business and work together."

I ate a little bit of tofu and left satisfied.

In the evening, I was still with Chunyan, letting loose and being myself.

But it's strange, when I dream at night, I dream that Sister Ling is beside me.

When I woke up and recalled the dream, I couldn't help but blush and feel my heart race.

"Yaozu, you're awake?"

The door was pushed open, and Sister Ling peeked in at me, her face glowing.

"Ah, Sister Ling!" I exclaimed in surprise, "Last night..."

"What, last night?"

Sister Ling smiled and said, "Get up quickly, I made you breakfast. I'm not going to work today, I'm taking the day off. Chunyan and Haomei have both gone to work."

"oh oh."

I rubbed my face and got up to wash.

Sister Ling has already prepared breakfast: egg noodles with ham sausage.

We ate face-to-face, chatting as we went.

Sister Ling was unaware that Sang Kun had sent people to attack me yesterday, and asked me, "Did no one cause you any trouble yesterday?"

"It's all over now, Sister Ling. Everything's taken care of. No one will bother me anymore." I nodded and smiled.

"That puts my mind at ease." Sister Ling took a bite of her sausage and nodded. "I know you're a capable person."

Just as I was enjoying my meal, Sister Li called.

I had no choice but to pick up the phone, report on my work, and let them know I was safe.

I didn't mention what happened yesterday afternoon; I'll pretend it never happened.

But as I said, Director Song communicated with Sang Kun and said he would never retaliate against me.

Sister Li breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, now I can focus on investigating the market. By the way, I just got off the train, I'll rest for a bit and call you again tonight."

I hung up the phone and continued eating with Sister Ling.

After breakfast, Sister Ling washed the dishes and then did my laundry.

I also stayed with Sister Ling and helped her out.

Two hours have passed without me even realizing it; time really flies.

At 10 a.m., I left Sister Ling's place to continue being my landlord, collecting rent and utility bills.

Coincidentally, I ran into Kuai Dafa again in front of room 404.

This fatso, carrying two large buckets of wastewater, huffed and puffed as he climbed up and was resting and catching his breath in front of the door.

"Kuai Dafa, is the bathroom repaired yet?"

I sneered, "I finally found tenants for the apartment downstairs, so don't you dare drive them away."

"Brother Zu, I'll fix it, I'll come fix it right away."

Kuai Dafa wiped his sweat and took out money from his pocket: "If you're not comfortable with this, I can give you a deposit first. I just beg Brother Zu to let me off the hook and give me back my original business."

I pointed to the door: "Open the door."

Kuai Dafa obediently opened the door and invited me in to sit down.

I stopped beating around the bush and laid my cards on the table: "Kuai Dafa, this is my last piece of advice: give up your business in Dongguan and leave here as soon as possible."

"Brother Zu, are you really going to kick me out of Dongguan?"

With a mournful face, Kuai Dafa bent over and pleaded, "Brother Zu, please have mercy! I wasn't human before, I've made a mistake. From now on, you're my father..."

I shook my head coldly: "I will never easily give up the business I've acquired. I will also take over all the remaining printing factories in Dongguan. No matter how high the price others offer, it's all in vain."

"Brother Zu..."

"Listen to me," I interrupted Kuai Dafa, speaking earnestly:

"You should leave immediately and develop your business in another city. There's still hope of making money there. If you stay in Dongguan, I'm afraid... you'll have to leave in a wheelchair in the future."

I'm saying this because I really care about Kuai Dafa.

Wastewater collection is still a very niche business with little competition. It requires technical support, and once you've made money from it, you also need connections to sell it.

Kuai Da discovered that he could still make it work in a different city.

If he insists on staying in Dongguan and causing trouble, I will have no choice but to resort to violence.

My patience is also limited.

As for Kuai Dafa harassing Sister Ling and Chunyan, it wouldn't be excessive for me to break his legs!

Kuai Dafa slumped to the ground: "Brother Zu, is this matter... really not open to discussion?"