A life of success begins with being a landlord.

Under the moonlight, one of the riders on the two motorcycles in front was about to get off when he suddenly looked at me and exclaimed, "Brother Zu, is that you?"

"Rich and beautiful, it's you!"

I recognized them too, and I was furious: "So it's you who commit drive-by robberies here every day! Don't run, stop right there!"

"Brother Zu, we just came out for a stroll, we didn't do anything bad..."

Fu Gui Mao got out of the car and bowed and smiled apologetically at me.

Seeing this, the other drivers drove off.

I grabbed Fugui Mao by the collar, dragged him in front of Chunyan, and kicked him again: "Fugui Mao, you stole my girlfriend last time, and you still haven't apologized!"

"I'm so sorry, beautiful lady, I was blind. I didn't know you were Brother Zu's girlfriend..."

The rich, bald-eyed ghost actually bowed to Sister Ling.

Chunyan looked disgusted and said, "I don't need your apology. Just leave."

Fugui Mao didn't dare to leave, looking at me pitifully.

I pointed to the nose of the wealthy man:

"You keep a close eye on them. The female workers at Sanhuan Garment Factory and Sihai Printing Factory are my friends, from my hometown. Keep an eye on them after get off work. If they get robbed, I'll come after you and have Xiong Ge chop you up!"

Fu Gui Mao nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Brother Zu. I'll escort them home from get off work from now on, I promise nothing will happen."

I waved my hand: "Go ahead!"

Fu Gui Mao breathed a sigh of relief, jumped on his motorcycle, and sped away.

Gao Jianfeng sighed, "That was boring, no fight even happened."

Dou Qiang was also somewhat disappointed, feeling that he had missed a chance to show his skills.

The female workers all breathed a sigh of relief and looked at me with great admiration.

In this godforsaken place, there aren't many people who dare to mess with the locals!

I waved and said, "It's alright, let's go."

The female workers were relieved and continued on their way, laughing and joking.

Upon entering Sanlichuan Street, the female workers who had been traveling with them dispersed and went into their rented rooms.

We went back to Building 27, and I treated the three of them to fried noodles, then sat down and rested for a bit.

Liu Haomei said, "Brother Wang, my teacher read the poem you wrote. Guess what she said?"

I rubbed my nose. "The teacher will definitely say, 'That's utter nonsense,' right?"

"No, that's not it."

Liu Haomei chuckled: "My teacher said this poem is very well written, but..."

"But what?" I asked.

"But it is empty talk, just youthful exaggeration and forced sentimentality."

Liu Haomei looked at me and laughed, "My teacher also said that the person who wrote this poem is no more than twenty years old and is currently in a relationship!"

Holy crap, that's amazing!

Chunyan looked at me with tender affection, thinking it was a poem I had written for her.

Liu Haomei looked at me and said earnestly, "My teacher said that if you want to learn writing..."

"Hey, this wasn't written by me, it was written by Awen."

I told him the truth: "It was Awen who wrote the poems. His dream is to become a writer in the future."

"Awen?" Liu Haomei and Chunyan were both stunned.

Sister Ling urged, "Stop chatting and let's eat. Yaozu's older sister will be back tomorrow, so let's hurry up and tidy up 302."

Chunyan and Liu Haomei both pouted and quickly ate their food.

After dinner, we went upstairs together to clean room 302.

Huang Aijun upstairs was having a meeting, and the applause was deafening.

I've been driven to despair by these pyramid scheme operators.

Just then, Ding Zhili called again: "Brother Wang, something terrible has happened!"

"What terrible thing happened?" I asked irritably, suspecting that Ding Zhili's parents had passed away.

"That Kuai Dafa, we stole his business, and he retaliated by seizing my uncle's two printing factories!"

Ding Zhili was furious and shouted, "Kuai Dafa is snatching up all of my uncle's clients, offering exorbitant prices. He's already taken two printing factories, and it looks like he won't be able to keep the other three either!"

Damn, Kuai Dafa's revenge came fast!

I thought for a moment: "Does Kuai Dafa know that we stole his business?"

"He already knows, and he even knows that you were the one who started it."

"Damn it!"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "It's too late now. I'll contact them again tomorrow and try to get the business back."

The competition in the business world is more intense than I imagined.

Kuai Dafa and Ding Zhili's uncles both lived off the wastewater and waste from the printing factory. They were locked in a fierce battle, each determined to kill the other!

Judging from Kuai Dafa's character, he will definitely not give up after we stole his business. Instead, he will desperately raise the price so that we can't make a profit!

The phone rang again; it was Kuai Dafa calling!

I hung up, and he called again.

"Kuai Dafa, what are you doing?"

I answered the phone and said with a cold laugh, "What, have you finished fixing the bathroom in room 404 and are you waiting for my inspection?"

"Brother Zu, are you in room 302? I'm coming right now, I'll kowtow to you and apologize."

The phone call ended, and then there was a knock on the door.

It turns out that this bastard was calling me from right outside the door.

I opened the door and looked coldly at Kuai Dafa.

"Brother Zu, Brother Zu, please spare me!"

Kuai Dafa squeezed through the door, knelt down before me with a thud, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Brother Zu, I was blind, I was completely incompetent. I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Brother Zu, please forgive me, I'll give you money, I'll give you money!"

Chunyan and the others were still inside when Kuai Dafa's actions took them by surprise.

"You fatso, get up right now!"

I closed the front door, frowning at Kuai Dafa: "You fat bastard, you never speak properly. You're either full of lies, boasting, or acting like a coward. I hate you, you know?"

"Brother Zu, I know, it's all my fault." Kuai Dafa knelt on the ground, took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, about ten thousand yuan, and offered them with both hands:

"Brother Zu, I've come here sincerely to apologize. Please accept this."

I shook my head and pointed to the door: "Get out!"

"Brother Zu..."

"Get out of here! I told you to speak properly, but you're always like this!" I glared at you.

"Oh, I understand."

Kuai Dafa thought for a moment, then stood up and bowed to me, saying, "Brother Zu, I'll speak properly this time. You can hit me or scold me, whatever you want. I promise to answer any questions honestly."

I pulled up a chair, sat down opposite Kuai Dafa, and stared at him coldly.

After a long pause, I asked calmly, "What do you mean by giving me money?"

"This 10,000 yuan is for repairing the bathroom, and also for the losses caused to the downstairs tenants."

Kuai Dafa finally spoke normally: "I ruined the house, so I have to take responsibility."

I chuckled: "Why are you suddenly being so understanding this time?"

"Brother Zu, you've stolen all my printing business! My whole family is going to starve..."

"Bullshit, speak properly!" I interrupted, glaring at him and pointing my finger at Kuai Dafa's nose. "What do you mean by stealing your business? What business is yours?"

Kuai Dafa opened his mouth, then swallowed his anger and said, "Brother Zu, Sihai Printing Factory and Longteng Fengju's wastewater business used to be mine..."

"Nonsense!" I naturally disagreed with Kuai Dafu's statement and shook my head.

"Even married couples can get divorced. Your current wife might not be your wife in the future. The printing factory's business is determined by the printing factory itself. Who's stealing your business?"

Kuai Dafa was speechless.

I lit a cigarette and asked, "Tell me, how profitable is collecting wastewater and scrap? I'm warning you, think it over before you speak."

Kuai Dafa scratched his head and sighed, "Brother Zu, the six printing factories you acquired through your partnership with that Ding guy will generate at least... 400,000 in profit annually. If you add up all the business in Dongguan, it'll be around 650,000."

650,000, and Ding Zhili gives me 150,000 every year.

That bastard, he still made a lot of money.

Kuai Dafa looked at me and said, "Brother Zu, let's cooperate. You take over all the business in Dongguan, and I'll give you... 250,000 yuan every year! I promise I won't lie to you this time!"

Two hundred and fifty thousand a year? That bastard is really generous.

"Ahem!" Sister Ling suddenly coughed, gesturing for me to go to the bedroom to talk.

I understood, and followed Sister Ling into the small bedroom.

Sister Ling turned around and closed the door.