A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Chapter 134 It was her!

"Get out of the car," I instructed the little girl in the back seat.

"Hehe, ran into an old flame?" The young woman chuckled, stepped off the bus, waved, and walked away.

I then looked at Luo Hongyu and smiled wryly, "I brought a friend here, but I got lost and can't find my way out. Could you please show me the way, young lady?"

"Was that young girl who led the way?"

Luo Hongyu smiled slightly and shook her head: "That's how it is outside. You don't need to explain. I understand."

You're so clueless!

Luo Hongyu's tone and expression clearly indicated that she had misunderstood me.

I didn't want to explain, so I shrugged and said, "How long have you been here...?"

"I came here last summer. I started by working, and then... I went into the sex industry." Luo Hongyu pulled out a cigarette from behind her denim shorts and lit one.

"How about that? Do you look down on me now? Are you secretly calling me a slut?"

I remained silent for a moment, then shook my head.

I don't look down on her, I'm just a little heartbroken.

I remember our youthful days, full of vigor and ambition, discussing current affairs and writing passionately... We shouldn't be meeting like this.

Luo Hongyu reached out and put her hand on my shoulder: "Since you think so highly of me, and we've met by chance, how about you patronize my business? I can do it for you for free."

After saying that, Luo Hongyu licked her lips.

I snatched Luo Hongyu's cigarette and threw it on the ground: "I treat you like a classmate, but what do you take me for?"

"Classmate? An innocent classmate?"

Luo Hongyu suddenly sighed: "If you really consider me a classmate, then when we get back... please don't talk about me, okay?"

"Okay." I nodded. "Then I'm off."

I was planning to chat with my classmate when I saw him; it's like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

But the scene of their meeting was so awkward, what could they possibly talk about?

"Hey, don't go!"

Luo Hongmei grabbed my motorcycle: "There's a food stall at the alley entrance, let me treat you to a late-night snack, and we can chat while we're at it."

I remained silent for a moment before letting Luo Hongyu get into the car.

Not far ahead is the main street, with open-air food stalls along the roadside.

Luo Hongyu ordered beer, stir-fried snails, and stir-fried noodles. He sat down opposite me and pointed at my motorcycle: "What are you doing here? Did you strike it rich? Riding an imported motorcycle?"

"A friend lent it to me." I smiled faintly.

Just then, Chunyan called to ask when I was coming back.

I told Chunyan that I had run into some acquaintances from my hometown and that we should have a late-night snack while I told her to rest first.

"You've really struck it rich, and you even have the latest phone." Luo Hongyu said enviously, then asked, "Was that your girlfriend on the phone just now?"

I nodded slightly.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Luo Hongyu frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"I..." Suddenly, my mind went blank and I blurted out, "I'm involved in a pyramid scheme, the Shuang Er Kang direct selling business, which promises to condense life and multiply wealth."

I don't want to talk about the job of managing the building's hallways; it's not a prestigious profession.

Direct selling sounds pretty impressive, right?

"Holy crap, is this a pyramid scheme?"

Luo Hongyu's mouth dropped open: "Does pyramid scheme make money this much? You can buy a motorcycle and a cell phone?"

"Pay three thousand nine, and I'll take you." I raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"I have no money." Luo Hongyu lowered her eyes. "If I had money, I wouldn't need to sell myself."

"Why...why did you do this? Can't you just get a regular job?" I said, feeling a bit disappointed in him.

Even doing pyramid schemes is better than this.

"I am a slut, I'm slutty to the core, okay?" Luo Hongyu glared at me.

Go ahead and be shameless, you bastard.

Since we weren't getting along, I pulled out a hundred yuan and tossed it to the food stall owner: "Hey boss, check, keep the change!"

"Wang Yaozu, are you going back?" Luo Hongyu asked, somewhat surprised, pointing to the table. "You haven't eaten anything."

"I'm full." I shook my head and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, a short-haired woman, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, came along with a young man with blond hair.

Upon seeing this, Luo Hongyu's expression changed immediately, and she stood up.

"Xiaoxue, you damn bitch, why aren't you selling yourself? Why are you out eating midnight snacks?"

The short-haired woman was fierce, pointing at Luo Hongyu and yelling, "If you don't get three hundred yuan tonight, I'll tear you apart!"

Judging from her accent, this short-haired woman is also from our hometown.

But why is Luo Hongyu also called Xiaoxue?

By the way, this should be Luo Hongyu's nickname, just like Liu Haomei was originally called Afang.

They went into business to earn money, using aliases instead of their real names, because they planned to go home and marry an honest man.

Luo Hongyu's face darkened. She glanced at the short-haired woman and gritted her teeth: "I'm hungry, can't I even eat?"

"You slut, you dare talk back?"

The short-haired woman was furious. She grabbed a beer bottle from the ground and made a move to hit it.

Luo Hongyu got scared and hid behind me.

I frowned and looked at the short-haired woman.

I feel like I've seen him somewhere before!

The short-haired woman was also looking at me and asked, "Brother, who are you?"

I retorted, "Sister, who are you?"

"I am Xiaoxue's older sister."

The short-haired woman suddenly smiled, put down her beer bottle, and said, "Brother, have you taken a fancy to Xiaoxue? Give me three hundred yuan, and you can take her home and have your way with her as much as you want, even all night long."

I thought for a moment, then took out three hundred yuan from my pocket, threw it on the ground, and stared coldly at the short-haired woman.

The blond-haired guy next to me glared at me: "Kid, what do you mean by throwing money on the ground?"

I glared at the blond-haired guy, then turned and shoved Luo Hongyu toward the motorcycle: "Come with me!"

Luo Hongyu glanced at the short-haired woman, then hesitantly got into the car.

I took Luo Hongyu and returned to Sanlichuan.

We didn't speak a word the whole way.

After arriving in Sanlichuan, I took Luo Hongyu to the 204 chess and card room in Building 206, which used to be Jin Ya Lao's house.

"This is... the house you rented? It's very nice." Luo Hongyu looked the house over cautiously.

I sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and stared blankly at Luo Hongyu, not knowing what to say.

"Yaozu..."

Luo Hongyu sat down next to me and took my hand. "I'll go wash up and then come back to keep you company. As long as you don't mind that I'm dirty, I can come often in the future, for free."

I still didn't say anything.

Luo Hongyu forced a smile and went into the bathroom.

I finished my cigarette when Luo Hongyu came out, wearing only a small outfit.

"Go to sleep, Yaozu. You spent three hundred yuan, so I can't let you waste it."

Luo Hongyu sat on my lap, hooked her arms around my neck, and looked into my eyes.

"Get down!"

I pushed Luo Hongyu with my hand, knocking her to the side.

"Yaozu, you..." Luo Hongyu squatted down in front of me, her eyes red: "I just washed up, I... I'm not sick."

I lifted Luo Hongyu's chin and pinched her cheek.

The once proud white swan now squats and kneels, looking pitiful.

"Who was that short-haired woman just now? She looks familiar," I asked.

"You mean Sister Liang the Third?"