After buying the house, Yan Qiao glanced at Manager Wang and gave him a provocative smile.

With General Manager Lan keeping him in check, Manager Wang could only suppress his resentment and slowly lower his head.

Upon seeing this, General Manager Lan quickly said, "I will have someone thoroughly investigate Manager Wang's matter. If it is confirmed that he stole someone else's performance, I will take appropriate action."

Manager Wang was shocked, "Blue..."

President Lan gave him a glare that was veiled as a warning, signaling him to shut up.

Yan Qiao was fairly satisfied with the result and didn't criticize too harshly. She only said coldly, "Manager Wang, girls are indeed very good, but they are never more relaxed than you. At least they earn their living with their own hands, while you are a thief who steals the achievements of others."

As Yan Qiao left the sales office, she realized that there were several rental buildings under her name nearby.

Since I finally have some free time, I'll go check it out first.

For these rental buildings, Brother Li assigned her a manager named Zhang Nan.

But for some reason, for several months in a row, more and more people have fallen behind on their rent.

She had felt something was off for a long time, but hadn't had the time to come over.

It wasn't until she got downstairs that she realized the environment there was worse than she had ever seen before.

Garbage is piled up and no one is collecting it. There used to be a parking lot downstairs, but now it's filled with cars parked haphazardly, making the sidewalks difficult to walk on.

Stray cats and dogs can be seen everywhere in the flower beds, occupying a corner of the space and frolicking freely.

She has no problem with keeping cats and dogs, but what if one of the tenants gets bitten?

We also need to contact someone to take these cats and dogs to a shelter.

Yan Qiao put on a mask and walked inside. The more she looked around, the more she felt that the place was extremely dirty and chaotic, and she could no longer tolerate it.

If she were a tenant, she would definitely have to move out.

Yan Qiao was unaware that she had lived in the Yan family since birth, and had never actually eaten or lived with the working class.

Most urban villages have densely packed buildings that block out the sun, with narrow stairwells, and many are even darker and damper than this.

Yan Qiao stopped in her tracks, just about to take out her phone to call Brother Li, when she suddenly saw several staggering drunk men coming down from upstairs, arm in arm, laughing and saying they would come over to play cards again that night.

Then she heard the sound of a mahjong machine coming from upstairs.

Yan Qiao frowned. How noisy would a mahjong parlor be if it were located in a residential building?

She took two steps towards the stairs and went inside, only to find that the stairwell was even dirtier than the outside, with a lot of vomit on the floor.

Yan Qiao covered her mouth as she walked out, her face extremely pale.

"I should have come earlier."

Otherwise, we wouldn't have only discovered it now.

A girl appeared nearby, setting up a camera to record a video.

"Babies, today I'm going to do another site visit for you, checking out a rental building. A lot of people have complained about how dirty and messy this place is, so I'll show you."

Yan Qiao glanced at her, guessing she was some internet celebrity.

She took out her phone and called Zhang Nan first.

Pretend to be a tenant and ask him to rent a room.

Zhang Nan, without suspecting anything, let Yan Qiao go upstairs directly.

Yan Qiao glanced at Pei Jingzhan, "Why don't you wait for me downstairs?"

Pei Jingzhan knew what she was thinking, so he reached out and ruffled her hair, chuckling softly.

"It's not that dramatic."

The two then went upstairs together and knocked on Zhang Nan's door.

Zhang Nan is single and lives in a one-bedroom apartment.

This is one of the perks offered for hiring him to manage these buildings.

This bedroom and living room were equally filthy and cluttered, with nowhere to even step.

Yan Qiao and Pei Jingzhan stood at the door, their clothes and demeanor completely out of place in the room.

Besides the two of them, there was another girl sitting here, waiting for Zhang Nan to give her a receipt.

"We're out of paper, please wait a moment." Zhang Nan, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, went into the inner room.

The girl glanced at them, her face full of confusion.

Are you looking to rent a place?

Yan Qiao nodded. "Yes, you're a tenant here?"

The girl pursed her lips, looking somewhat troubled.

After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke: "It's best not to rent here. I'm here to cancel my lease."

Yan Qiao was taken aback. "May I ask why?"

The girl nodded and said, "The houses here are terrible. Nobody collects the garbage, and there are cockroaches and rats everywhere. It's bad enough that the environment is bad, but over there, someone runs a mahjong parlor. They play mahjong every night, and a lot of people drink. When they get drunk, they vomit in the stairwell. Sometimes when I go downstairs, I see a grown man shirtless lying across the stairwell. It's enough to scare a girl to death."

Yan Qiao's face darkened.

The girl continued, "Several other girls have also been harassed by those drunkards."

Yan Qiao's expression changed drastically. "Didn't you call the police?"

"I called the police, but there was no actual harm done, so I was detained for a few days and then released. Sometimes the police didn't even bother with me, they just said a few words and left."

This is also what she finds ridiculous.

It seems like the police can only play a role after harm has occurred.

But by then the damage had already been done, so why would I need you to step in?

"I wouldn't recommend girls stay here, it's too dangerous."

Yan Qiao's expression was icy; the first thing she was going to do later was to demolish the card room.

When are you checking out?

The girl said, "Next month, I'll stay here this month. I need more time to find a place."

The two didn't say anything more.

A short while later, Zhang Nan came out from inside with the receipt.

Yan glanced at her; the girl's name was Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling nodded to her and then walked out.

After Zheng Ling went downstairs, a girl blocked her way with a microphone, almost shoving it into her face.

She paused for a moment, sizing up the girl holding the microphone.

"Are you Little Fish?"

She remembers frequently coming across a popular online influencer named Xiaoyu on short video platforms; Xiaoyu could be considered a review blogger.

While others review products, Xiaoyu reviews rental properties, conducting on-site visits for working people to understand the true nature of renting.

Little Fish laughed, "Met one of my little fans? Hello, I'm Little Fish, what's your name?"

"Zheng Ling".

"Hello Lingling, how long will you be staying here?"

Zheng Ling said, "Less than a year."

Little Fish nodded. "How much is your rent?"

Zheng Ling said, "Two thousand."

Considering it's in the Fifth Ring Road area and she rented a single room, the price is reasonable.

"What do you think of the environment for a house that costs 2,000?"

Zheng Ling's expression was indescribable. "Can't you see how the environment is? It's dirty and chaotic."

However, this is a common problem in most urban villages.

That's why she's struggling with whether or not to move out.

If you have a limited budget and want to live in a better environment, the rent will definitely be more expensive.

Feeling a bit annoyed, Zheng Ling couldn't help but complain, "I came here because of Yan Qiao."

The little fish's face lit up when it heard this.

"Yan Qiao? What does this have to do with Yan Qiao?"

Although they are both self-media creators, Yan Qiao is on a completely different level from this small-time internet celebrity.

With over 20 million followers across the internet, even Xiaoyu can't catch up.

Yan Qiao has always been a natural trending topic; anything related to her generates a lot of buzz.

The little fish had an idea.

“These houses belong to Yan Qiao. Since Yan Qiao’s family’s rental house was trending on social media before, I thought this place would be okay too.”

As a result, Zheng Ling was disappointed after staying here for a short time.

There's nothing more to say, but Yan Qiao certainly didn't manage these houses personally, and might not have even been here.

"Lingling, I'd like to visit you a bit more. Are you free? I'd like to treat you to milk tea."

Zheng Ling was flattered. "Me?"

"Yes, I want to know the real situation of renting here. Since you are a tenant here, it is of course the most appropriate person to ask you."

Zheng Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded.