A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Five hundred thousand? Are you robbing me?

I smiled and said, "Ah Xin, logically speaking, profits should only be shared when the business is profitable. But things are still far from settled, and talking about money can hurt our relationship. How about this, I've got my eye on Guofeng Woodcarving Factory and want to buy it to turn into a recycling center. But they're asking for 260 million, and we can't come down to that price. You two go and negotiate; whatever you manage to get down the price, I'll split it with you."

We later called Lao Guo's Guofeng wood carving factory to discuss prices.

Guo's bottom line is 260 million; less is unacceptable.

Aren't Sister Lü and Lan Xin supposed to be very capable? Let them go and negotiate the price.

"Okay, let's give it a try and get some exercise!" Sister Lü and Lan Xin exchanged a glance and nodded together.

"My two lovely ladies, it's a pleasure to work with you both." I raised my glass.

"Little beauty? I'm younger than you!" Lan Xin tugged at my ear.

"If I call you 'old beauty,' you might not like it and want to eat me alive." I hooked my arm around Lanxin's neck and poured her a glass of wine.

The drink was poured too quickly and spilled into Lanxin's collar.

Lan Xin laughed and scolded, "Little brat, you're getting bolder and bolder, more and more outrageous..."

Am I being unreasonable? You brought it on yourself.

If you knew how to respect yourself, with Aunt Lan's connections, wouldn't I be completely obedient and respectful to you?

Sister Lü and Lan Xin flanked me for a while before reluctantly leaving.

They agreed to pay, but they didn't give me a single penny, so I ended up signing the bill and having it deducted from my salary.

A woman's mouth is a deceitful devil!

After Sister Lü and Lan Xin left, I was also tired, so I took a nap in the private room.

Around 10 p.m., Qian Yuhuai called to say that there was trouble downstairs.

I quickly went downstairs to check.

Several young people surrounded a man and a woman, pushing and shoving them and touching them roughly.

I didn't recognize those young people; their faces were unfamiliar.

I didn't know the man and woman either.

The man was in his forties, well-dressed, and spoke with a Hong Kong accent. He seemed to be a person of status, probably a Hong Kong businessman.

There are many Hong Kong and Taiwanese businessmen here, most of them alone, without their families.

However, there are always beautiful girls around him.

Back in the day, Sister Li and Li Hanwen were a similar pair. This kind of situation is all too common here; it's nothing unusual.

The woman was in her early twenties, an absolute beauty, with a height and figure that rivaled Sister Li's, and a face somewhat resembling Joey Wong.

Jin Sangzi's security guards are controlling the situation, trying to stop and persuade both sides.

Upon seeing me, the security guards all shouted, "Stop making noise, our supervisor is here, Brother Zu is here."

"What's going on?" I walked over.

The man, presumably a Hong Kong businessman, became agitated and blurted out, "I came here to spend money, and I ran into these bastards... They harassed my girlfriend and tried to hit me!"

Upon hearing this, the group of scoundrels flew into a rage: "Old ghost, are you asking for a beating? Just because you have a girl doesn't mean we can't!"

Listen to this, is this even human language?

I suppressed my anger and stopped the young men: "Brothers, where are you from?"

"I'm from Anping Town, so what?" a slovenly guy said arrogantly. "My boss is Big Guy from Anping Town, Sanlichuan Daozi Xiong, he's a friend of my boss!"

"Since we're friends, can you give me some face?"

I frowned and asked the receptionist, "How much did those guys from Anping Town spend?"

The receptionist answered, "Six hundred and sixty."

"Give them a 30% discount." I turned around, clasped my hands in a fist and palm salute to the group of losers, and said, "Brothers, give me some face, come again next time."

"Damn it, I gave him face, but this old devil won't give me any!" The group of losers were completely unmoved, pointing at the Hong Kong businessman and yelling, "Leave your girl here, and get out!"

Snapped!

I couldn't take it anymore, so I slapped him hard across the face, then kicked the ringleader to the ground, and yelled, "Beat him up!"

The security guards swarmed over, threw the thugs to the ground, and gave them a good beating!

The loser was beaten so badly he was screaming and howling, but he still stubbornly retorted, "You bastard, if you dare hit me, I'll wipe out your Golden Throat!"

"Give it a good beating!"

I lit a cigarette and took two steps back.

The Hong Kong businessman was very grateful to me and tugged at me, saying, "Brother, let it go. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"It's alright. Protecting our guests' interests is our responsibility. No matter who it is, I won't tolerate them causing trouble here." I smiled faintly.

"You can go now. Today's meal is on the house. Come again next time."

"Thanks, brother." The Hong Kong businessman handed me a business card: "This is my phone number. Give me the number, and I'll treat you to tea another day."

The business card only had a name and phone number; there was no company or office address, nor any job title.

Dong Shujie.

I accepted the business card and gave him a contact card for Jin Sangzi: "My name is Wang Yaozu. You can call this number to find me."

The Hong Kong businessman nodded and ran off with his girlfriend.

The security guards over here have had their fill of beating people up.

Those bastards got beaten up pretty badly, their faces were bruised and swollen.

I crouched down and grabbed the leader by the hair: "Call your boss and tell him to come and ransom them. Otherwise, you'll stay here and clean the toilets for three days straight, licking the latrines spotless!"

I know that the big guy from Anping Town is indeed a friend of Daozai Xiong.

They were just friends on the surface; there was no real connection between them.

In Cantonese, "大只佬" means "tall guy".

In terms of prestige and influence in Dongguan, Big Guy is far inferior to Knife Boy Xiong and Sang Kun, and is about the same as Niu Jie.

The loser in front of me tried to scare me with his big frame, which inadvertently revealed his true colors.

If he were truly Big Guy's confidant, he would know that Big Guy's power is inferior to Knife Boy's, and he wouldn't dare to cause trouble here.

Sure enough, the thugs chickened out and softened their tone: "Let us go back first, and we'll get the big guy to come and explain things..."

"Wait until the big guy comes over and explains things clearly before you go back." I kicked the leader. "Or, I'll have the security team send you to the Sanlichuan Police Station."

The leader shouted, "You've already hit me, what more do you want?"

I chuckled, collected the guys' ID cards, and called Lei Zi over: "Send them to Sanlichuan Detention Center and let them spend a few months in jail!"

Lei Zi understood and, along with several team members, escorted the men away.

Two minutes later, I called Lei Zi again: "Let them go halfway there and let them escape. You guys pretend to chase after them."

"Brother Zu, I understand," Lei Zi replied cheerfully.

There are many petty thugs like this in Dongguan, and I don't want to go too far.

So-so, just give them a little taste of their own medicine and let it go.

Taking their ID cards was a warning to them, telling them not to even think about retaliating!

After dealing with all that, I called Daozaixiong again to give him a brief explanation.

Dao Zaixiong once said that if someone causes trouble, you must make things clear to them to prevent them from having powerful backers.

Dao Zai Xiong happened to be on his way to Sanlichuan when he heard this and laughed, "If Big Guy is one of them, then there's no problem. I'll settle the score with Big Guy when I have time. By the way, I'm going to Jin Sangzi right away, wait for me."

About ten minutes after I hung up the phone, Daozaixiong arrived.

In the office, I told Dao Zixiong that Ah Xiang had paid 30,000 yuan in compensation, which was considered a loss for the arcade, and asked him to let Ah Xiang go and not pursue the matter any further.

Dao Zixiong stared at me: "Is Ah Xiang with you now? You slept with her, right?"