A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Sure enough.

When Boss Huo mentioned a master, I immediately thought of one.

This is indeed a good idea: use experts to create hype and drive up housing prices, making homebuyers willing to pay.

However, I'm afraid I can't persuade Master Zhongyun to come!

Director Tang laughed and said, "That's right, Brother Wang knows Daoist Zhongyun. Let Brother Wang make the connection!"

I gave a wry smile: "Boss Huo, Sister Tang, I might not be able to get Master Zhongyun to come. Last time I took Sister Tang to visit him, Master Zhongyun wouldn't even let me in."

I didn't actually go inside that day; I just wandered around outside and spent half the day playing with Wei Xueqing.

Thinking back to that day, I still feel a lingering sense of nostalgia.

Wei Xueqing is actually quite cute, like a budding flower waiting to bloom... and Yangyang is also like a flower bud about to open, covered in dew, so delicate.

As I was thinking, I became distracted.

Sister Tang nudged me: "Little brother, what are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about Wei..." I suddenly snapped out of my reverie and quickly tried to salvage the situation: "It's only right that I do something for everyone, but I'm afraid I'm not capable enough or have enough face."

"Brother Wang, can we give it a try?"

Boss Huo spoke slowly and deliberately, with the composure typical of the wealthy: "Master Zhongyun is a highly accomplished person, but even accomplished people need to eat. Could you help me make some contact? If Master Zhongyun is willing to help, the money is negotiable."

Director Tang and the others nodded, hoping I could ask them for help.

I didn't know much about these things, so I asked, "How should I contact Master Zhongyun and tell him?"

Boss Huo smiled and said, "Let's get straight to the point. There's a residential complex that's about to be built, and we'd like the Taoist priest to help us with the feng shui and choose an auspicious day to start construction. We can discuss the specific date later."

I nodded and then asked, "So... how much is the thank-you fee?"

It's always better to ask questions about some things.

Just like Wencheng Hair Salon does business, they are cautious from the start, but honest later, to avoid disputes later.

"As long as the Taoist priest comes to support us, the thank-you fee will be no less than 500,000. If the Taoist priest handles things well, a million is no problem." Boss Huo smiled.

Holy crap, a million!

Being a Taoist priest is so lucrative!

We started a small company, did some small business, begged and pleaded with everyone, invested hundreds of thousands, and haven't seen any return yet.

Master Zhongyun can earn a million just by talking.

Moreover, even a million might not be enough to persuade him, and he might not even be interested!

Sigh, I might as well cut myself off and become a Taoist priest... No, only eunuchs need to be cut off. Taoist priests not only don't need to be cut off, but they can also get married. How great!

Seeing everyone's expectant looks, I nodded and agreed: "Alright, I'll give it a try. As for whether I can invite Master Zhongyun, I can't guarantee it."

Boss Huo laughed and said, "Please do your best to help, brother. If you can't get it done, I won't blame you; if you do, I will definitely treat you unfairly."

"Okay, Mr. Huo, wait for my news."

I raised my glass and smiled.

Seeing that it was getting late, I got up to say goodbye.

Dao Zixiong and the others did not try to stop them, and got up to see them off.

As I took the elevator downstairs and was about to leave the hotel lobby, I heard a soft voice say, "Wang Yaozu, please wait."

"Who?"

I was startled and turned around to look: "It's...it's you?"

On a sofa in the corner of the lobby sat a graceful woman wearing glasses; she was Lanxin, Amei's aunt.

"Yes, I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

Lan Xin stood up, swayed her hips as she walked over, and said with a smile, "Are you full? Come on, I'll take you to digest your food."

I looked around, not wanting to explain anything here, and nodded: "Let's talk outside."

Lan Xin smiled and naturally took my hand, just like an old married couple!

I felt a chill run down my spine and my scalp tingled. If someone saw this and it got back to Aunt Lan, I'd be finished.

Fortunately, the parking area was not far away.

Lan Xin got into a Toyota, gestured for me to sit in the passenger seat, and turned to ask with a smile, "Can you drive?"

"No," I shook my head and said with an apologetic smile.

"I'm so sorry, what happened last time was a misunderstanding. I didn't know you were Amei's aunt... But please rest assured, I will definitely treat you with respect from now on."

"How can I show respect? Is calling her 'Auntie' enough? I don't need that."

Lan Xin reached out and gently patted my thigh: "I really like the misunderstanding from last time. If you don't want my sister and Amei to know, then listen to me."

I gave a bitter smile and sighed, feeling utterly hopeless.

This vixen has no intention of letting me go.

"Why are you sighing? I'm not going to eat people."

Lan Xin didn't drive; she continued chatting with me... no, she interrogated me: "Why exactly did you appear at the Qingshan Club that day?"

Of course, I couldn't say that Director Tang had set me up, so I could only give a vague answer: "I went to ask a friend for a favor, had a cup of coffee, and couldn't handle it anymore. Then I felt dizzy and came into your room."

Which friend should I contact?

"A friend who owns a printing factory."

"Really?" Lan Xin was skeptical, but didn't press the matter, changing the subject instead: "You know Lü Lan Xin?"

I nodded: "She is Director Tang's best friend from Sanlichuan Subdistrict. I've met her once."

"Director Tang...you two have a good relationship, right?" Lan Xin asked again.

"I met him because of Daozixiong from Sanlichuan. Director Tang took pity on me and treated me better." I slowly squeezed out the toothpaste, determined not to say more.

Lan Xin stared at my face, then suddenly reached out and hooked her arm around my neck, leaning in close and whispering with a laugh, "Are you trying to seduce Amei right now?"

"Auntie, don't talk nonsense! I swear to God, it never happened!"

I turned to look out the window: "Let's drive. It's not safe here. If we run into someone we know, we might get misunderstood."

It's really weird, why do Daozai Xiong and Lanxin both think I'm dating Ah Mei?

Lan Xin chuckled, started the car, and drove away from the hotel parking lot.

Once we were on the road, I wanted to slip away. Pointing ahead, I said, "I have urgent business to attend to back home. Auntie, please pull over and let me go back."

"Wang Yaozu, do you hate me that much? Or are you just trying to deny everything and pretend to be a gentleman in front of me?"

Lan Xin got angry and glared at me: "Do you think you're a prince or Andy Lau? Do you think I care about you? That I can't live without you?"

"Auntie, I..."

"Who's your aunt? Your whole family are aunts!"

Lan Xin interrupted me, angrily saying, "I just want to chat with you. I don't want your money or you. What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll cling to you and marry you? You're deluding yourself!"

"Lan Xin, have you had enough?" I snapped, my temper flaring.

"I have urgent business to attend to at home, but you keep refusing to let me leave. What's the meaning of this? At the Qingshan Club, we misunderstood each other, which led to that incident. I'm not a gentleman, and you're not a virtuous woman. I'm denying everything, and you're just pretending to be a respectable woman—we're cut from the same cloth!"

Lan Xin was surprised and slowed down: "You bastard, how dare you curse me?"

"If you insult me, I'll insult you back," I sneered.

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell Amei and my sister about what happened at the Green Hill Club?"

"Okay, tell them now."

I took out my phone and dialed Director Song's home number directly: "Hello, is Aunt Lan there? This is Wang Yaozu..."