A life of success begins with being a landlord.

I quickly got up to serve the Taoist priest.

The group returned to Peninsula Slope to find a place to bury the dead man's skeleton.

The Taoist priest walked in front, and I followed behind, carrying the cardboard box.

Nie called a few workers, who followed us with shovels.

As I walked and looked around, before I knew it, I had carried the dead man's head for three miles and followed the Taoist priest to a desolate mountain to the east.

Many fruit trees were planted on the mountain, but they were probably not profitable and have been abandoned.

After a moment's consideration, the Taoist priest pointed to an open space: "This will do, it's a good spot."

I breathed a sigh of relief, put down the box, and lit a cigarette.

Several workers picked up shovels and started digging, while the Taoist priest watched silently from the side without saying a word.

Nie wanted to strike up a conversation, but probably couldn't find a suitable topic, so he opened his mouth, then held it back.

A few minutes later, the workers dug a hole that was neither too big nor too small.

The Taoist priest took the shovel, leveled the bottom of the pit, squatted down, swept away the loose soil with both hands, and then respectfully placed the cardboard box inside and filled it with soil himself.

I wanted to help, but the Taoist priest wouldn't let me.

A few minutes later, a small mound of earth appeared on the ground, about a foot high.

"That's settled then, everyone bow three times and pay your respects."

The Taoist priest clapped his hands, instructing us to bow and pay homage to the small mound.

Nie and I, along with several workers, stood in a row, bowed three times in worship, and acted as the filial sons and grandsons of the nameless predecessors.

After we finished paying our respects, the Taoist priest stood in front of the grave, made a strange gesture with his hands, and muttered something to the tomb.

"The Taoist priest is chanting sutras to help this nameless senior pass on to the Pure Land. May he be reborn in the Pure Land soon. Amitabha, well done..." I pretended to know what I was talking about and explained it to Nie.

"Oh, oh, the Taoist priest is so particular about what he does!" Nie nodded repeatedly, then suddenly frowned slightly: "The Taoist priest is a Taoist, right? He shouldn't be saying 'Amitabha'... shouldn't he be saying 'May you have boundless longevity and blessings'?"

My face flushed red: "Anyway, it's all about praying for the deceased, that's the gist of it."

After the Taoist priest finished chanting the sutra, he turned around and glanced at me: "Taoists don't talk about immeasurable longevity and blessings; that's just something made up in storytelling."

Nie Suo also blushed.

The Taoist priest waved his hand: "Let's go back to the meeting. I have to rush back to Yinping Mountain tonight."

Nie nodded hurriedly and led the way down the mountain.

The on-site promotional event at Peninsula Slope is all set.

Everyone who was supposed to come has come, including my beloved Director Song.

Several groups of reporters arrived at the scene, armed with cameras and microphones, all aimed at the podium.

It was truly a scene of massive crowds, deafening drums and gongs, and colorful flags waving in the wind.

Master Zhongyun was seated in the front row of the VIP section, in the center, directly facing the stage. The leaders of Dongguan City who came to the event were arranged in order on either side of the Master.

I, a nobody, was actually seated in the VIP section of the first three rows as an outstanding young entrepreneur.

Although this is the last row of the VIP section, and the seat is on the edge, it is still a VIP section.

I suddenly regretted not bringing Sister Li along.

Sister Li has a great image; sitting in the VIP section will elevate today's promotional event to a whole new level.

Although she's brainless, my sister Li has big breasts, so the cameraman will give her more screen time!

After a burst of gongs, drums, and firecrackers, the on-site promotional event officially began.

All sorts of people, dressed in their finest attire, took to the stage to say a few words.

The Taoist priest naturally took the stage and praised the terrain and feng shui of the place, saying that it was very suitable for building a residential community and that those who lived there would have smooth sailing in the future.

Actually, I don't think these words are very insightful.

If you let me go up there, I'd say the same thing, just some auspicious wishes, like wishing everyone to marry eighteen wives, have a hundred sons, win a hundred million in gambling, and so on...

The temperature was high when the promotional meeting was held.

I could see everyone sweating profusely and feeling extremely uncomfortable, but the Taoist priest remained calm and composed, with no change in expression.

The press conference ended at 4:30.

The Taoist priest is going back to Silver Bottle Mountain.

Huo Yandong and others arranged for a professional driver to drive Huo Yandong's luxury car, and I followed along to take the Taoist priest back.

The Taoist priest shook his head and pointed to the taxis by the roadside: "My friend drives a taxi, he's here to pick me up. None of you need to take me home, I can go back by myself."

Huo Yandong grasped the Taoist priest's hand: "Thank you, Taoist priest. I will arrange a time tomorrow and have Mr. Wang Yaozu contact you."

The Taoist priest nodded, waved, and got into the taxi.

I saw the Taoist priest off into the car and watched him drive away before I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Being with the Taoist priest puts me under pressure, like a new son-in-law meeting his mother-in-law!

The on-site press conference was a complete success.

Huo Yandong and the others were very happy and invited the leaders to Wanghailou to attend a celebration banquet.

I was also invited, but I don't want to go.

I want to go back and have dinner with Sister Li, Ah Xiang, and Er Xia. It would be so warm and cozy to have beautiful women by my side.

Dao Zai Xiong rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Are you stupid? Tonight's guests are all important people. You'll inevitably have to deal with them when you do business in the future. Get to know them first, and it'll be easier to get things done later."

Wow, that makes sense.

A real man should prioritize his career and not spend all his time thinking about beautiful women, right?

Erxia, Axiang, and Sister Li see each other every day. There's plenty of time in the future, so why bother with seeing each other every day?

So I went with everyone to the victory celebration banquet.

Huo Yandong seemed to be trying to promote me, and he actually pulled me along to toast everyone at each table, introducing me as: "This is Mr. Wang Yaozu, a promising young man who has a close relationship with Daoist Zhongyun. It's all thanks to Mr. Wang that we were able to invite the Daoist down the mountain this time."

Upon hearing this, the distinguished guests present, whether they were local bigwigs, business leaders, or business people, all seemed to look at me with new respect.

Director Song also gave me face, took my hand, and introduced me to the people at the table: "Young Wang is promising and a philanthropic entrepreneur. He has done a lot of good deeds."

I was flattered.

The Taoist priest left, and I seemed to have become his substitute; everyone treated me with great politeness.

Some people also inquired about the Taoist priest from me.

I just smiled and said, "I don't know much about the Taoist priest's situation either."

Many people want to contact Master Zhongyun through me to have their fortunes told or their faces read.

My standard answer was always, "I can't guarantee anything. I'll visit the Taoist priest in a couple of days and ask him again..."

The Taoist priest told me to go and get a few books to read when I have time.

This is an opportunity! I can just go and try to get closer to them.

I can make a good living by pimping for the Taoist priest.

Anyone who acts as a go-between for me will be treated unfairly.

Thinking about this makes me very happy; I feel like a bright future is beckoning me.

But just then, Daozaixiong's phone rang.

Dao Zixiong answered the phone: "Who is it?"

"Knife Boy Xiong, did you know your wife slept with someone else?"

I happened to be sitting to the side, and I could hear Kuai Dafa's voice coming from the phone!

This bastard has really started harassing Daozaixiong!

Dao Zixiong's expression suddenly changed, and he cursed in a low voice, "You idiot, who are you? What did you just say?"