A life of success begins with being a landlord.

I didn't expect that fat guy to kneel down. He caught me off guard, and I jumped back a couple of steps to the side.

In my hometown, there's a superstitious belief that if someone older than you kneels before you, it will shorten your lifespan.

Seeing this, the two tenants downstairs could only sigh, "Forget it, landlord, let him fix it tomorrow."

"Look, look, they've already said that, are you trying to drive me to my death?"

Kuai Dafa got even more excited and looked at me with a wronged expression.

"Okay, you can fix it tomorrow."

I was no match for that fatso's eighteen martial arts skills, so I turned and walked out, saying, "I'll come back tomorrow."

The two tenants downstairs followed me out the door.

boom!

Kuai Dafa slammed the door shut behind me and muttered something that sounded like he was cursing me.

But Kuai Dafa spoke his hometown dialect, which I couldn't understand, so I'm not entirely sure.

I reassured the two tenants downstairs, "I'll come back tomorrow and keep an eye on that fatso fixing the bathroom. Don't worry."

The two tenants downstairs shook their heads: "We don't care. We'll just move out. Just give us our deposit back."

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

If you want to move out, so be it! I don't care!

Anyway, the house isn't mine, so the rent won't go into my pocket.

When I went downstairs, I saw Bobo sitting in front of the hair salon.

"Hey bro, come here." Bobo beckoned to me.

"Is Chunyan's ID card ready? Thank you, Sister Bobo." I walked over.

Bobo chuckled: "It's done. How are you going to thank me?"

I turned my head and looked at him: "How about I treat you to fried noodles? Double the amount of beef."

"Two yuan a bowl of fried noodles? I've never had that before! You're so stingy!"

Bobo rolled his eyes and pointed to a young girl in the shop: "This is a girl I just hired, her name is Afang, she hasn't made a single sale yet. Just give her three hundred yuan, and she'll..."

"Bobo, what nonsense are you talking about!"

My face flushed, and I quickly interrupted Bobo, "Give me your ID card right now, I need it, grandma."

The girl next to me also lowered her head, stealing glances at me, and even smiled with her lips pursed.

Judging from her age, she should be two years older than Chunyan.

Moreover, she wasn't wearing heavy makeup and even looked quite ladylike.

"You called me 'Grandma'? Good grandson, so good." Bobo chuckled, got up and walked towards the inner room: "Come with me."

Can I not call you grandma?

He teases me every time, making me blush and sweat profusely!

My good grandson obediently followed Bobo into that dimly lit little room.

Although it was midday, the curtains were drawn, and the room was dimly lit, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

"Bobo, can't you change to a brighter light?" I'm not used to it.

"Why do you need the light on? You're not satisfied with just having eaten, you also want to stare at it for a while?"

Bobo lifted her short skirt up: "Want to see? Want me a flashlight?"

I quickly turned my head, not daring to look at Bobo: "What nonsense are you talking about? What do I want to see? I'm here to get my ID card."

"Sit down, I'll get it for you."

Bobo chuckled, grabbed my hand, and made me sit down on the edge of the bed. Then he pulled out an ID card from the bedside drawer.

"By the way, Xiao Wang, you saved Dao Zixiong's nephew, and Dao Zixiong gave you money and gifts to thank you, right?"

Bobo held his ID card, but wouldn't give it to me.

I sensed something was amiss with Bobo; he probably wanted to borrow money. So I frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, just asking."

Bobo sighed, "You've done Daozai Xiong a huge favor. With Daozai Xiong protecting you, you're sure to have a good future. If I ever need your help in the future, will you help me?"

I nodded: "I'll definitely help if I can. However, I don't plan to work for Daozaixiong; I'm just working for Sister Li."

"I've remembered what you said."

Bobo handed me his ID card and then reached out his hand: "Can I borrow your phone for a moment? I need to make a call."

I obediently took out my phone.

"Holy crap, the latest palm-sized gadget? Awesome!" Bobo exclaimed in surprise. "Did Daozai Xiong give it to you?"

I was surprised too: "You know about this?"

"Haha, I knew you couldn't afford it just by looking at you, you loser."

Bobo pushed me, saying, "Go out first, chat with Afang, flirt with her, I'll give it to you after I'm done."

I went out and waited in the store for Bobo to call.

The woman named Afang looked at me and poured me a glass of water: "You must be the landlady? You're so young, have some water..."

"Oh, I don't drink it."

I took the water glass, looked at Afang, wanted to chat for a bit, but didn't know what to talk about.

Should we persuade her to leave the sex industry? Or should we help her redeem herself?

I don't have the ability, and Chunyan wouldn't agree to it!

Afang, however, took the initiative to chat with me: "Brother, are there any good businesses or decent jobs around here? Could you recommend one?"

I opened my mouth: "What...did you do before?"

"Working in a glass factory is too tiring and doesn't pay well."

Afang glanced at me, her eyes darting around, and sighed softly, "The workers in the factory all say that glass dust is harmful to health and can cause lung cancer in the future."

I gave a wry smile: "I'm new here too, and I'm not familiar with this place. By the way, I'm not the landlord, just the building manager and maintenance worker."

I haven't even managed to find Chunyan a job, how could I possibly find one for you?

Afang was somewhat disappointed, and gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Yes, it's tough out there. Earning money is really difficult..."

Then we killed the conversation.

Afang turned on the small black-and-white TV to watch Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Just two minutes into the film, at the end, Wakin Chau roared hoarsely, "Ah ha, this is a problem I can never solve in my entire life!"

After the difficult song was finished, I watched another ten minutes of GG before moving on to the next episode.

Bobo was still on the phone, the door was closed, and a little bit of noise could be heard coming out.

I was getting impatient. I walked to the door, intending to knock, but then I held back and turned back.

They helped me make my ID card and asked to borrow my phone; I can't be stingy.

Afang looked at me and asked in a low voice, "Mobile phone calls must be expensive, right?"

"I don't know, it must be very expensive..." I mumbled.

A few minutes later, Bobo finally opened the door, poked his head in, and called to me, "Hey bro, come here, here's your phone back."

I went into the small room and took the phone.

My phone is getting hot!

Bobo reached out and put his hand on my shoulder: "I don't have any phone credit for you, what should I do? How about I sleep with you for a while?"

"Sister Bobo, stop fooling around."

I twisted my waist to avoid Bobo's hand: "I don't need to pay the phone bill. Daozai Xiong said that the boss will pay my phone bill."

"Damn, I never expected this." Bobo slapped his forehead.

"Many bosses here are begging Dao Zixiong to give them cell phones and cover their phone bills. You're rich now, call as much as you want, he'll reimburse you for 10,000 yuan a month in phone bills."

I asked, half-believing, half-doubting, "BoBo, is Dao Zai Xiong really that capable?"

"Is that even a question?" Bobo rolled his eyes. "In the entire Sanlichuan area, Daozai Xiong is the bandit leader, and he's said to be worth hundreds of millions."

Hundreds of millions?

I can't even imagine how much money those hundreds of millions of assets are.

Bobo handed me another ID card: "This is Afang's ID card. Take it and get her a residence permit while you're at it. Just go to the security office in Building 3 and give them Daozixiong's name. It's free."

I frowned. "Can I just go straight there?"

Ah Wen promised me last time that he would take me to apply for a residence permit.

But Ah Wen is currently in the hospital, so we can't count on him.

I don't know any of the people in Building 3.

"Of course! Who would dare disrespect Knife Tsz-hung?"

Bobo glared at her: "I'll help you get your ID card, you help me get my residence permit, we'll be even. Or, you could sleep with me..."

"Okay, okay, don't mention sleeping!"

I was annoyed and snatched Afang's ID card.

But on her ID card, the name was "Liu Haomei".

"This is Afang, why is she called Liu Haomei?" I suspected that Bobo had picked up the wrong ID card.

"You're silly. Who uses their real name in this line of work? Afang is just a pseudonym. She'll earn some money and then go home, find an honest man to marry, and live a good life."

Bobo sprayed a cloud of smoke in my face.

Damn, they really know how to have fun; they even have nicknames.

I wonder which honest man will be lucky enough to marry Afang and live a good life with her.

I put away my ID card, turned to leave, but then a question popped into my head, and I blurted out, "If you can get an ID card, why can't you get a residence permit?"

If they can forge ID cards, why can't they forge residence permits?

Bobo shook his head: "You only get fake certificates when there's no other way. Why make a fake one if you can get a real one? If you get caught, you'll be sent straight to Camphor Tree Head!"

I frowned: "What if Chunyan's ID card turns out to be fake?"

"With Daozai Xiong around, what are you afraid of?!"

Bobo gave me a push: "Even if you're sent to Zhangshutou, Daozaixiong can just make a phone call and have someone send you back."

I was relieved.

"Bobo, Bo-mei!"

Just then, a lewd voice came from outside: "Hey, a new beauty here? How much is it?"

When I heard that sound, I was furious.