A life of success begins with being a landlord.

The expert was pleasantly surprised: "Fellow villager, so you know our General Manager Huang?"

I was on the verge of tears, rubbed my face, and sat down: "Fellow villager, what's your position at Boss Huang's company?"

The expert smiled sheepishly: "I'm new here, a salesperson."

"oh."

I nodded: "When I see your General Manager Huang sometime, I'll ask him to promote you, at least to a manager position!"

Damn it, what a waste of my two cigarettes.

There's also a large bowl of noodles with beef!

Huang Aijun, looking like that, earned 170,000 yuan last month? I don't believe it even if you beat me to death!

As they were talking, Chunyan brought over two bowls of fried noodles.

The plump woman also brought over a large bowl.

"Let's eat, fellow countryman, you're a master."

I pointed to the expert and explained to Chunyan, "This is my fellow villager, the one I encountered."

Chunyan nodded and sat down to eat.

The expert also opened his jaw and gulped down his food, saying, "Fellow villager, so you're here to start a business too. Are you a manager or a CEO?"

When I said I knew Huang Aijun, this expert probably misunderstood and thought I was the same kind of person as them.

"Sigh, your boss Huang is so focused on his business that he doesn't include me. I even went to see him last night, but he wouldn't let me in."

It's all tears when I think about it, so I lowered my head and ate my food.

Someone like me, without a mentor to guide me, would probably never have any hope of joining Huang Aijun's business.

That monthly salary of 170,000 is also destined to be out of my reach.

The expert was puzzled: "Why isn't Mr. Huang taking you? Is it because you don't have enough money? It doesn't cost that much, three thousand nine is enough."

"Three thousand nine? I heard you on the phone say it was a six thousand dollar deposit?" I looked up.

Looks like a real expert! They charge others 6,000 but only 3,900 to me – quite a discount!

"The 3,900 is for buying the machine, but there's also the initial living expenses."

The expert had already finished a large bowl of noodles, licked his lips, and looked back at the fat woman's worktable.

They were clearly not full.

I called out to the plump woman, "Plump woman, give my friend another bowl of noodles!"

Now I've lost the equivalent of two cigarettes and two bowls of noodles.

However, I want to take this opportunity to understand what pyramid schemes are, even if it's just paying to learn something new.

The expert took the second bowl of fried noodles and ate it much more politely: "Fellow villager, if you really want to do this, come with me. I'll train you, and Boss Huang will definitely agree."

"You'll take me with you?"

I was full, and I started doing the math on my fingers: "My monthly salary is five hundred, so two months' salary is a thousand... It would take eight months, without eating or drinking, to scrape together three thousand nine. I'm just afraid that by then, you'll have made a fortune and won't take me with you anymore."

Chunyan couldn't hold back any longer and asked me, "Old Wang, what are you going to do with your fellow villager?"

I looked at the expert and said, "I don't know what kind of business I'm in, but my fellow villager said it can make you rich. If you work for six months, you can earn 170,000 a month."

"170,000? Good heavens, that's a lot!"

Chunyan's eyes lit up: "Then why don't you go with me? Don't even mention 170,000, even 17,000 would be amazing..."

The expert thumped his chest, making a loud thud: "Fellow villager, as long as you have ideas, follow me. In our line of work, if you do well, you could easily earn hundreds of thousands or even a million a month!"

As they were talking, Huang Aijun walked over with two beautiful women.

I nodded and smiled at Huang Aijun.

"Landlord, you're here for dinner too?"

Huang Aijun greeted me, then turned and glared at Gao Jianfeng: "Gao Jianfeng, what are you doing? This is our landlord, Boss Wang!"

"Oh, fellow countryman... are you the landlord?"

The expert was stunned, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit a large goose egg.

I shook my head: "I'm not the landlord, I'm just the building manager, an employee."

Waaah—!

Just then, Kuai Dafa rode past me on a large scooter carrying two large plastic buckets of black liquid.

"Fellow villager, let's chat again next time."

I immediately stood up and called out to the plump woman, "Plump woman, put it in the tab!"

Kuai Dafa turned a corner and the motorcycle entered the second building corridor.

I walked over quietly without saying a word.

Kuai Dafa stopped the car, laboriously unloaded the two plastic buckets, then bent over and locked the motorcycle with two large locks.

Turning around, Kuai Dafa saw me and jumped in fright: "Oh my god... bro, why are you standing behind me without saying a word? What are you trying to do?"

I kicked the plastic bucket: "What's this thing? It's all dark."

"It's a treasure, I bought it with my own money."

Kuai Dafa chuckled, carrying a bucket in each hand as he laboriously climbed the stairs: "Brother, did my water pipe burst? That's your problem too. The water pipes and faucets you used are of poor quality. You flooded my house, so you have to pay for it."

"Okay, let's check if it's a problem with the water pipes first."

I continued the conversation.

That large bucket of water probably weighed forty pounds. Kuai Dafa carried the two buckets of water, and every time he reached a corner platform, he would rest for a while, panting heavily, as tired as an ox working under the sun.

Looking at him like this, it's not easy for him to earn money.

But he keeps bragging about how rich he is. How much money could he possibly have?

With great difficulty, the fat guy finally made it to the door of room 404.

Kuai Dafa opened the door, glanced around, and immediately sensed something was wrong: "There's no water in the house, and no sound of running water either. Why are you lying to me?"

"Go inside!"

I lifted my foot and pushed against Kuai Dafa's chubby buttocks, giving it a hard kick.

Kuai Dafa stumbled into the house, turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother, what are you doing?"

I've already entered the house and looked around: "Nothing much, I just came to look at the house."

Kuai Dafa immediately frowned: "What's so great about the house? I don't owe you any rent!"

"I know you don't owe rent."

I walked towards the bathroom: "Last night, the downstairs tenant came upstairs with me and knocked on the door for ages, but you pretended to be dead and wouldn't open it..."

"Don't talk so rudely. What do you mean by 'playing dead and not opening the door'?"

Kuai Dafa followed me, grumbling, "I paid for this place, what right do you have to bother me? If you keep doing this, I won't be able to rent it out, I'm moving out!"

"You can move out, but first fix the house for me."

I turned on the bathroom light and started to check.

This is a simply furnished house, with cheap tiles in the bathroom.

However, at this moment, the bathroom floor is damp, most of the tiles are cracked, and some are warped or have fallen off.

The bathroom reeked of a sour, slightly pungent odor that was very unpleasant. It wasn't the smell of urine or feces, but rather the odor of medicine.

Looking at the white porcelain toilet again, it was cracked inside, covered in tortoise-shell patterns.

This fatso, does he urinate sulfuric acid every day?

There were two white plastic buckets in the corner, with black bags inside, and it was unclear what they contained.

Kuai Dafa brought in two buckets, muttering, "What's so interesting? Now that you're done looking, can you go back? I still have work to do, and I have to go out later..."

"Kuai Dafa, no wonder you wouldn't let me in to see the house, you were feeling guilty."

I pointed to the bathroom: "You've made such a mess of the house, tell me, how are we supposed to settle this?"