A life of success begins with being a landlord.

I hesitated for a moment: "How about now? I have something to do this afternoon."

Sister Li is coming back this afternoon, and I need to arrange her pick-up.

"Sure, I'll tell Amei, and we'll have dinner at the restaurant downstairs."

Amei's mother nodded, turned and left, her high heels clicking softly, her back view graceful and charming.

A few minutes later, Amei's mother came back and took me to eat.

There are restaurants not far from the hospital.

Amei's mother asked for a private room, invited me to sit down, and smiled, "My surname is Lan, the Lan of orchid. You can call me Aunt Lan from now on."

"Understood, Aunt Lan."

I poured Aunt Lan a drink: "Auntie, it's just the two of us, please have something to eat."

"You drink, I'll have a drink with you."

Aunt Lan ordered a bottle of red wine and we drank it slowly together. She sighed and said, "I invited you here to talk about Amei..."

I nodded and listened silently.

According to Aunt Lan, Amei used to be very well-behaved and obedient, and she attended a boarding junior high school.

But after entering high school, Amei moved back home. Director Song was a gossip and kept nagging and supervising Amei all day long. Amei started to rebel and even befriended Awen and started dating.

Amei is about to take the college entrance examination, but her grades are terrible, which worries Aunt Lan.

After listening, I smiled and said, "Aunt Lan, given your family's situation, you certainly aren't worried about Amei's life. Even if Amei is bedridden for the rest of her life, she'll still have food to eat and money to spend. What you're worried about is Amei going astray and ruining her future, right?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

Aunt Lan nodded repeatedly: "Even if Amei is a little slow and doesn't get into university, it's okay. I'm just afraid she'll go astray and meet bad people. You're all young people, so I wanted to ask your opinion: can you... change Amei's mind?"

"Auntie, let me tell you a story."

"Okay, go ahead and tell me," Aunt Lan said, clearly interested.

"I have a classmate whose situation is similar to Amei's. Their family backgrounds are also quite similar. She started out with good grades, very well-behaved and obedient. Later, she became rebellious, and her grades plummeted." I took a sip of my drink with Aunt Lan and said slowly:

"Later, she met a master. The master said that there was something unclean in her house, which caused her daughter's grades to drop."

"Is that so? What happened next?" Aunt Lan frowned slightly.

"Later, the master advised the student's mother to recite Buddhist scriptures for two hours every night without stopping. Three months later, the daughter's grades improved again, and she was admitted to a very good university."

That's all I have to say.

"Is it really that amazing?" Aunt Lan asked, half-believing. "Who is that master? Can we contact him?"

"I can't get in touch with the master, but... I can also use his skills."

I chuckled and said, "Actually, that classmate's mother was too strict with her daughter, which caused her to rebel. Later, she spent two hours reading Buddhist scriptures every night and didn't have time to scold her daughter anymore. As a result, her daughter was able to focus on her studies and her grades naturally improved."

"I see!"

Aunt Lan, being a clever woman, immediately understood and laughed, "Old Song is just a woman's mouth, always lecturing Amei. Do you think the master's method could be used on Old Song?"

"Auntie, the method can be used, but you must keep it from Director Song. Otherwise, it won't work."

"That's no problem, I can keep it from him. The key is... who will impersonate the master?"

"Me?" I laughed. "Although I'm a bit young, Director Song trusts me quite a bit."

I feel that my skill level is somewhere between a master and a non-master; I should be able to fool Director Song without any problem.

Aunt Lan raised her glass: "Not bad, not bad. Once Amei is discharged from the hospital, I'll invite you—no, I'll invite Master Wang—to our home to check out our family's feng shui!"

"It's a deal." I raised my glass.

After a simple lunch, I exchanged phone numbers with Aunt Lan, took her back to the hospital, and then said goodbye.

Fugui Mao waited for me for a long time at the hospital entrance, but didn't dare to complain.

Back in Sanlichuan, I gave Fugui Mao another two hundred yuan: "Take this and have a drink. If you need anything in the future, I'll come to you."

"Thank you, Brother Zu."

Fugui Mao chuckled and thanked him, then went off to find business.

Just then, Sister Li called and said she would be home around 1:30.

I went back to 302 and checked it inside and out, waiting for Sister Li to return.

Ding Zhili called again, saying that Kuai Da had gone mad, frantically snatching business and charging outrageous prices. He begged me to step in and protect his uncle's original printing factory businesses.

I happened to be settling accounts with Ding Zhili: "Ding Zhili, Kuai Dafa also wants to collaborate with me. He'll give me 250,000 yuan a year, paid quarterly in advance. It seems the profit margin on wastewater and scrap from printing factories in Dongguan is quite high."

"Brother Zu, you know Kuai Dafa, he never tells the truth."

Ding Zhili sighed, "Brother Zu, I'm giving you 12,000 a month, that's already a lot. We'll see how business goes from here. If business is good, I'll give you a little more. But first, we need to drive Kuai Dafu out of Dongguan, otherwise we won't be able to do business."

"I'm very busy these days, let's talk about it in a couple of days."

I hung up the phone.

I should put some pressure on Ding Zhili, that kid.

But just as I hung up the phone, Kuai Dafa called again.

I was furious. I answered the phone and unleashed a torrent of abuse on Kuai Dafu: "You fat bastard, stop bothering me! Move out right now, I need to fix the bathroom in room 404. If you dare call again, I'll kill you!"

Before Kuai Dafa could say anything, I hung up the phone.

At 2 PM, Sister Li finally returned.

I will greet you downstairs.

When Sister Li got out of the taxi, she immediately caught my eye!

She's 1.7 meters tall, wearing high heels, a blazer, and a short skirt, looking like a flight attendant.

Moreover, Sister Li seems to have become even more beautiful after just a few days.

"Sister Li!"

I walked over and took Sister Li's suitcase from the trunk: "Welcome back from your business trip, Sister!"

"Don't even mention it, I'm exhausted."

Sister Li, carrying several bags, smiled and said, "I brought you a gift; I'll get it for you when I get home."

Bobo and Ju Jie saw Li Jie and ran over to greet her and try to get closer to her.

Sister Li nodded and we returned to 302 together.

As soon as she entered the door, Sister Li kicked off her high heels, sat on the sofa, and let out a long sigh.

I poured tea for Sister Li, just like a eunuch serving the Imperial Noble Consort.

"Yaozu, sit down and let's talk."

Sister Li pulled me down to sit: "Let me see your wound."

"I'm fine, Sister Li."

I smiled, unbuttoned my shirt, and showed Sister Li the wound.

But the wound is still wrapped in gauze, so you can't see anything.

"Does it still hurt?" Sister Li gently pressed the gauze, her face full of concern.

"When I got the call and heard you'd been attacked with a knife, I was terrified. You must never wander off again, understand?"

"I heard you, Sister Li."

I packed my clothes and said, "I've actually turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise. Dao Zixiong even gave me 20,000 yuan and two cell phones."

"What do you mean by turning misfortune into blessing? Dao Zai Xiong is no good person."

Sister Li suddenly twisted her neck: "I'm so tired, Yaozu... could you massage my shoulders and neck?"

"Me?" I was taken aback.

I don't mind being massaged on the neck and shoulders.

Yes, they were being a little too affectionate!

"What, you don't want to?" Sister Li leaned slightly to the side, resting against my chest.

"willing!"

I smiled and gave Sister Li a massage to help her relax.

Sister Li closed her eyes, looking very relaxed.

But as I continued massaging, I became less relaxed and had some instinctive urges.