A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Anan laughed: "It's okay, I can drive with my butt tilted to one side."

I couldn't help but smile: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Nan."

I also want to talk to Anan on the way to figure out the mystery behind this.

Why is Sang Kun taking such good care of me? Who is helping me behind the scenes?

Anan's injuries are not serious; he won't die.

But I need to get to the bottom of my questions, otherwise it will drive me crazy.

Anan drove onto the road and said, "Brother Zu, from now on we're friends. You can come and go as you please on Hengjie Street, but if I go to Sanlichuan, please take care of me and don't kill me."

"Brother Nan, please stop joking with me."

I handed Anan a cigarette, rolled my eyes, and said, "I'm just a poor bastard from out of town working. You guys are the local bullies. Forget Sanlichuan, in the whole of Gangdong, you're my boss."

"I'm also from out of town, from a major province in central China." Anan smiled. "By the way, Brother Zu, do you know any important people up there?"

"That's exactly what I was going to ask you."

I took a drag of my cigarette, puzzled. "Why did Sang Kun let me go? Was it because of Director Song?"

"Director Song?" Anan shook his head slightly.

"Director Song certainly has influence, but... it seems he's not worth Kun treating you like this. The important person I'm talking about is probably even above Director Song."

"I don't know." I sighed. "Among the prominent people here, I only recognize Director Song, Dao Zixiong, Chief Nie, Director Hong... and Director Tang."

"You really don't know?" Anan frowned.

"I really don't know." I gave Anan a firm look.

"Never mind if I don't know." Anan smiled wryly.

"Actually, I didn't intend to kill you today. I just wanted to save face. Last time in Sanlichuan, I was captured alive by you, which was a huge embarrassment. If I don't regain my face, it will be difficult to manage my men in the future."

I thought for a moment and said, "Why didn't you say so sooner? If you had, I could have admitted defeat and pretended to be dead."

"Could I have said that back then?" Anan shook his head and sighed, "Now look what's happened. I haven't even regained my pride, and you've stabbed me in the backside again."

I couldn't help but chuckle.

I lost face and my job, how can you blame me?

You were the one who invited me to a duel.

Anan opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

"Brother Nan, once your butt is healed, I'll come to you to learn boxing."

I took the initiative to make amends: "Go easy on me, don't beat me too badly, and give me some face in front of your brothers."

You want to save face? Fine, I'll give you that.

I just hope this feud ends here, and that it won't end like last time, with someone attacking me from behind or pointing a gun at me.

That's terrifying.

Anan smiled and asked, "Have you ever practiced boxing or Sanda?"

I shook my head: "No."

"Then you can just wait to be a sitting duck..."

Anan smiled, then suddenly shook his head: "No, that day in Sanlichuan, your back sweep kick was really impressive; you're a trained fighter."

I shook my head and smiled wryly: "That's all I know how to do, believe it or not."

We chatted along the way, as casually as friends.

Not long after, we returned to Sanlichuan.

Before getting off the bus, I asked Anan, "Would you like to stay for a meal at Changhong Restaurant? It's on me."

"Forget it, Brother Zu. The matter between Brother Kun and Daozai Xiong hasn't been settled yet. If I stay in Sanlichuan, I'll easily get hacked to death," Anan said with a smile.

"Then I'll pick you up at Hengjie Street another day." I nodded, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Anan also turned his car around and waved goodbye.

"Remember to get a tetanus shot on your butt!" I reminded him.

"Relax, I understand!" Anan strode away.

I took a deep breath, looked around, and felt like I had come back to life.

But who exactly helped me from behind and suppressed Sang Kun?

Let whoever wants it, as long as I'm alive!

I took out my phone, turned it on, and prepared to call the owner of Changhong Restaurant to ask him to arrange a banquet for a celebration that evening.

After turning on the phone, several missed calls were displayed.

Two of the calls were from Sister Li, one from Ding Zhili, and the other was from an unknown number.

"Sister Li, I took a nap at noon and turned off my phone." I called Sister Li back first to ask about the situation.

"Yaozu, our business trip is over, but I'd like to take Erxia to Beihu to visit my younger brother, Hu Xiaogang." Sister Li's voice was somewhat excited.

"I also want to make a trip from my hometown, but that would take another three or four days to get back."

I laughed: "Sister Li, you can come back in ten days. When the cat's away, the mice will play. I'm fine being the king at home. By the way, give my regards to Xiao Gang."

Deep down, I really don't want Sister Li to come back.

When she's not around, I'm like a wild horse, doing whatever I want.

"Being a king is fine, but don't have too many wives, and definitely don't mess around in my 302." Sister Li chuckled.

"You've corrupted me; it's impossible for me not to mess around now." I hung up the phone.

302 is now my happy little house.

When a general is in the field, he may disobey the emperor's orders. What I do is none of Sister Li's business.

Then I called Ding Zhili to inquire about the situation.

Ding Zhili reported to me that he had almost figured out the prices, and the next step was to come back and find out the purchase prices of printing factories in Dongguan.

After they had finished chatting, Ding Zhili added, "By the way, Brother Zu, I'll be back tomorrow. Have you taken care of Kuai Dafa's matter?"

"I'll handle it as soon as you get back."

I hung up on Ding Zhili and called back the unfamiliar number.

The call connected. It was Lei Jiagang, the blond guy who used to live in 505, now called Lei Zi.

A few days ago, it was said that Lei Zi went home for a funeral, but no one knows who died in his family.

"Brother Zu, I'm back!" Lei Zi said excitedly. "Brother Xiong arranged for me to work with you from now on, handling things here in Sanlichuan..."

"Okay, I'll call you tonight." I hesitated for a moment, then hung up.

I wanted to call Daozaixiong, but I held back.

I booked a table at Changhong Restaurant, intending to invite Sister Ling, Chunyan, Liu Haomei, and the Xue sisters to have dinner together that evening.

After thinking about it, I contacted He Tiantian again.

He Tiantian pleaded, "Mr. Wang, will you pick me up tonight? If you do, I'll come."

"Sure, I'll pick you up." I grinned mischievously. "Then I'll get you drunk and make sure you can't escape my clutches. Are you scared?"

"You have your claws, but don't I? Maybe you're the one who can't escape my clutches," He Tiantian said with a grin.

"Alright, let's have a match tonight."

I hung up the phone and went back inside to take a shower.

As soon as they entered the building, they ran into Gao Jianfeng and his group.

"Brother Zu, what a coincidence!"

Gao Jianfeng's lines, unchanged for ages, as he excitedly grasped my hand: "Brother Zu, you paid three thousand nine hundred, and I've brought the Shuang Er Kang machine back for you. I was just about to call you!"

Has the machine been returned?

I was excited too, and immediately nodded: "Come on, take me to see it!"

A machine bought for 3,900 should be very luxurious, heavy, precise, and high-tech, right?

When my sister got married, she bought a Mulan motorcycle, which cost only a little over two thousand yuan.

Gao Jianfeng, along with the old squad leader and Chen Feng, excitedly led me to room 402.

Then, I saw the machine that I had bought for a huge sum of 3,900 yuan.

"That's it? That's all?"

I squatted on the ground and stared at it for a long time, rubbing my eyes, I simply couldn't believe it.