A life of success begins with being a landlord.

I was instantly at a loss. I tugged at Daozai Xiong and whispered, "Brother Xiong, hang up the phone. I'll talk to you later!"

Dao Zixiong glanced at me, frowned, and remained silent.

On the phone, Kuai Dafa chuckled slyly, "Dao Zaixiong, do you know who slept with your wife?"

Dao Zixiong gritted his teeth: "Who is it? Tell me!"

I wanted to snatch Dao Zixiong's phone, but I didn't dare.

This is a public place, I can't do that.

Doing this would make me seem guilty.

I could only remind him again: "Brother Xiong, it's that fat guy from Sanlichuan, Kuai Dafa. Hang up the phone first, and I'll explain it to you in detail."

Dao Zixiong didn't hang up the phone. He got up and walked outside to continue listening to the call.

I followed Daozai Xiong, cursing under my breath.

He cursed Kuai Dafa and also cursed Dao Zaixiong.

Kuai Dafa deserves to be scolded because he's so despicable; Dao Zaixiong deserves to be scolded because I already warned him, but he still didn't listen and continued to answer the phone, listening to Kuai Dafa's insults—he's just as despicable!

As I left the restaurant and reached the end of the corridor, I saw Dao Zai Xiong's face, which had turned a deep shade of liver with rage. He was yelling into the phone, "You idiot! Do you have any evidence? If you don't, I'll kill you!"

After yelling at me, Dao Zixiong finally hung up the phone and glared at me fiercely.

It's as if I actually slept with everyone in his family, and it was broadcast live to the whole world.

"Brother Xiong, it's that fat bastard Kuai Dafa. I kicked him out, so he's getting revenge on me by harassing other people, hoping they'll take their anger out on me!"

I spoke very quickly, explaining in rapid succession, "Many people in Sanlichuan have received harassing phone calls from Kuai Dafa. If you don't believe me, go and ask around. I've already arranged for someone to go find Kuai Dafa and kill that bastard!"

Dao Zai Xiong gasped for breath, "Who is Kuai Dafu? Who is that fatso? How did he get my number?"

"It's the person who used to live in apartment 404 of building 27. You might not know them, but you've definitely seen them before." I gestured and continued to explain.

Before I could finish explaining, another harassing phone call came in.

This time, Dao Zixiong learned his lesson and hung up immediately.

I sighed, "Brother Xiong, if only I had listened to you and been more ruthless, and just killed that fatso, none of this would have happened. It's all my fault for causing you trouble, I'm so sorry. I'll probably have to accompany President Huo to Silver Bottle Mountain to visit the Taoist priest these next couple of days. When I have time, I'll definitely kill Kuai Dafa!"

Taking the initiative to admit your mistake can quell Dao Zixiong's anger.

By deliberately mentioning Master Zhongyun, Daozaixiong was also reminding him that he was now Master Zhongyun's man and that he shouldn't touch him.

Sure enough, the anger in Dao Zai Xiong's eyes gradually subsided, and he sighed, "You're just not ruthless enough, that's why you keep getting into trouble. Oh well, I can't blame you for this."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Thanks, Xiong-ge. If Kuai Dafa calls again, tell him something harsh, that I gave you his home address, and that you will never let him go. He's not afraid of me, but he's afraid of you."

Dao Zixiong waved his hand: "Okay, go back and eat."

Back at the table, we continued drinking and eating.

With Director Song here, I felt like an elder, so I couldn't relax and didn't dare to drink recklessly.

At 8 p.m., Huo Yandong asked Dao Zaixiong to arrange for everyone to go out for entertainment.

Director Song left first, and I followed him to see him off.

Director Song nodded and let me get in the car, and we chatted as we drove.

I mentioned the Guofeng Woodcarving Factory and asked Director Song what I should pay attention to when handling the transfer of ownership. I also asked if the 27th building could be transferred to Sister Li.

Director Song pondered for a moment and said, "The transfer of the property rights of Guofeng Woodcarving Factory is no problem. The land will appreciate in value in the future, so you're guaranteed to make a profit from this business. The houses in Building 27 of Sanlichuan can't be transferred now because they have collective property certificates. In the future, they may be issued individual property certificates and converted into commercial housing. I'll handle the process for you then."

I thanked them repeatedly.

Director Song then took the initiative to ask about our company's current business, whether it was profitable, and whether we had any financial pressure.

I reported truthfully that the newly opened materials recycling company is still short of funds.

Director Song chuckled, "How about I get you a loan of a few million?"

Millions? I was startled and immediately refused: "Forget it, Director Song, I'm only a little short, I don't need a loan. We can take it slow, we should be able to get it done."

I wouldn't dare touch a loan of several million, with annual interest of hundreds of thousands.

Director Song smiled and said, "If you need it, I can lend you some money privately. You can come to me anytime."

I thanked him and said, "Okay, Director Song, I'll get started first."

Since we don't have much money, we'll start with a small business. As the business grows, our capital will increase.

When I arrived at Director Song's house, Aunt Lan warmly greeted me and invited me to have a cup of tea before I left.

While I was having tea, Lanxin called, which scared me to death.

I hung up immediately, smiled at Aunt Lan, and said, "I have some things to take care of in Sanlichuan, so I'll head back now, Auntie."

"You haven't even had a sip of tea, why are you leaving already?" Aunt Lan asked, somewhat displeased. "Is there something important happening in Sanlichuan?"

"It's nothing serious, I'll go out and make a call first."

I quickly got up, went to the courtyard, and called Lan Xin back: "Sorry, I'm at Director Song's house discussing some things. I'll call you back later."

I hung up the phone before Lanxin could reply.

Back inside, while continuing to drink tea, I talked to Aunt Lan about the leaky roof at Yingcai School.

Aunt Lan sighed, "That school is going to be difficult to manage. It will definitely be demolished, in one or two years at the earliest, or two or three years at the latest. It seems that maintenance and repairs now are not very meaningful."

I sighed, "Even if it's going to be demolished, the school is still operating, and it still needs to be repaired."

Aunt Lan nodded: "I'll see if I can help apply for some relief funds."

Then, we started talking about Ah Mei.

Aunt Lan was overjoyed, her smile beaming: "Amei has become so sensible now. She buries herself in her studies every day and works incredibly hard. The college entrance exam is just around the corner, and I'm really worried that she's overworking herself."

As we were talking, Amei, wearing a short skirt, stood behind the railing upstairs and waved to me: "Grandpa, what brings you here?"

"I've come to see you." I quickly got up, walked to the railing, and looked up to greet you.

But... when I looked up, I happened to see under Amei's skirt.

The white clothes are as pure and holy as a lotus flower.

Sigh, it's so awkward to chat standing up like this!

I tried to avoid it, but I couldn't exactly talk to people with my head down, could I?

Amei, oblivious to anything amiss, said with a smile, "Grandpa, I'm taking an exam in a few days. Will you take me to the exam hall and stay with me?"

"Sure, no problem!"

I readily agreed: "I'll be your driver, your waiter, ensure your logistical support and security, and protect you to guarantee your success and a place on the honor roll!"

Amei smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your kind words. After I get into university, I will go to teach at the Elite School and support you as the nominal principal."

I laughed and said, "When the time comes, I'll arrange a vice-principal position for you, which is equivalent to a full-fledged department head!"