Ever since Wu Changyun left Hong Kong, Fushun has been spending all his time in the chess and card room. Apart from dealing with tenants' problems, he lives the life of a retired landlord.
"Shun Zi, you've been coming here more and more frequently recently," said the poker player next to him.
"Hey, nothing's going on. Nothing's happening lately."
"You haven't been busy yet. Although this lease may seem easy, it can be incredibly frustrating when you encounter tenants with a lot of problems."
Fushun glanced at the person who was speaking and from the tone of his voice, it seemed that the other party was also an insider in the industry.
"So what should I do? I'm serving the people."
"What a joke. We serve the people, but we all do it to make money." The poker player who spoke was named Bai, and he recently joined this circle.
After a few rounds of cards, Fushun's cards have not been very good. I was in a bad mood when I saw this hand of cards.
Even with this bad hand of cards, he was able to kill everyone. As the game went on, Fushun had an illusion that he was quite powerful compared to these losers.
"Give me money, give me money, Brother Bai, there is no money on the table."
His surname is Bai and his given name is Bai Yu. He shyly pulled back the blanket under his butt and reached in to pull out a few large bills.
"Sure, you're pretty good at hiding it."
Bai Yu took out a card and handed it to Fu Shun, saying, "I don't have any change, so I'll pay you back first. You can pay me back when you win."
"No, this is unclear. I'll find it for you."
"Never mind, never mind."
Bai Yu shook his hand and reached out to pick up the cards. Seeing this, Fu Shun did not give him any change. He also had a handful of messy change in his hand.
After a few rounds of betting, not only did he not return the hundred, but Bai Yu drew another card and handed it to Fu Shun. He took a deep breath and sighed, "Damn it, I'm not playing anymore. This idea is really unlucky."
"Okay, I'll give you a change."
Fushun scraped together enough change and found Bai at the door. He was standing there smoking dejectedly.
"What's your business?"
"Me? My parents bought two houses, and I collect the rent. It's a small business."
"Two? Just two?"
"Hey, do you think I look like a rich man?" Fushun shook his clothes. The only thing that made his outfit classy was the pair of leather shoes.
"Why don't you just follow me? I just need someone like you."
"Follow you?"
"Yeah." Bai Yu nodded and continued, "The housing rental market was very chaotic before. Hong Kong is full of gold and silver, and many new low-rent public housing units have been built this year. Many people from other places are scrambling to buy property in Hong Kong."
Fushun smoked a cigarette and pretended to be ignorant.
"So what are you going to do?"
"I'm in the real estate agency and housekeeping business, but I'm different from everyone else."
"How is it different?"
"I only deal with high-quality properties, from hosting and decoration to tenant socializing, cleaning and security. I am currently unique in this area."
"That's true that you can make some money." Fu Shun nodded. Real estate agents often approached him for this kind of thing, but according to Wu Changyun's request, Fu Shun rejected them all.
"No, it's different. Everyone can make money now. There are too many large companies in Hong Kong. Many of them have been dealing in gold and silver for generations. Ordinary people still have to rely on investment to make a living. In a few years, many people in this industry will not be able to survive."
Fushun smiled. From what Bai Yu said, he understood that he wanted to be the most useful dog for the capitalists.
"Don't just smile, watch me have fun." As Bai Yu spoke, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Fu Shun.
"Come find me when you figure it out."
Fushun looked at the small card in his hand. Wu Changyun had always told him to accumulate funds and wait for the opportunity, and he had missed many opportunities for this.
Wu Changyun may be quite impressive, but he's still human, and everyone makes mistakes. So instead of waiting for elusive opportunities, he'd better make good use of his resources, package the properties, rent them out, and drive up the prices before expanding his business.
Fushun already had this idea, and this time he planned to give it a try.
On the other hand, Wu Changyun was holding a beer party in the square. He had set up a few tents in a square in a nearby town, built a simple stage in the center, and invited some resident singers from the bar and local bands to come.
The atmosphere of the whole party was very lively, especially the free beer, which attracted many residents of the town.
Wu Changyun sat in a secluded corner, enjoying everything in front of him. Because of his proposal, the people in the town had a lot of fun. From time to time, enthusiastic people would raise their bottles of wine to him, and Wu Changyun would also raise his hand to signal.
Danlinis pulled her suitcase and hesitated whether to go over and say goodbye to Wu Changyun. She was just a small actor, while he was a big director from a foreign country. The two should not have any intersection.
"Hey, why are you planning on leaving?"
Danlinis looked up in surprise. Standing in front of her was the tall and strong figure of Wu Changyun. She stared at him in a daze.
The moment Wu Changyun spoke, she felt that familiar warm feeling again. In just a few days, this director, who was of much higher status than herself, had repeatedly given her the greatest care and tolerance. Thinking of her future life, Danlinis became more and more hesitant.
While the two were talking, a group of people suddenly came over and bumped into them. Just as Wu Changyun was about to speak, someone wrapped his mouth with a rag from behind and he lost consciousness instantly.
When Wu Changyun was in a daze, he saw Danlinis also knocked unconscious.
When he woke up again, he was greeted by the silvery lake and a burning pain in his wrists. Wu Changyun's hands were hanging from the tree, and beneath his feet, Danlinis had fallen asleep against the tree trunk, his hands trapped behind his back.
"Do you know who I am? You country bumpkin from Hong Kong."
Jerlock stood in front of Wu Changyun with an ugly face. Behind Jerlock were several Italians with high noses. One of them was a fat man wearing a blue shirt and overalls, holding a cigar and a beer he had taken away from the dinner.
Wu Changyun took advantage of his swinging body to kick Jerlock to the ground. With his amazing core strength, he pulled his feet up, and his heels just reached the branches above.
The fat man walked forward, took out the dagger from his back, and planned to bleed Wu Changyun.
"Don't do anything stupid."
Jerlock shouted.
The fat man was a little impatient and took out a pistol from his gun belt and pointed it at Wu Changyun.
The rope was tied very tightly, so Wu Changyun had no choice but to give up. The remaining few people in the group were digging a hole, and it seemed that they were planning to bury him alive.
At this moment, the diggers suddenly shouted something in the woods. The fat man spoke to them in Italian, and Jelock also looked into the woods with some curiosity.
At this time, Wu Changyun noticed that Danlinis had woken up.
Wu Changyun quickly knocked her head with his foot. He could see that she was also panicked. Wu Changyun hooked his foot around Danlinis's arm and helped her stand up. Danlinis looked at the dense jungle behind her and found that her foot was not trapped.
Wu Changyun made a "squeaky" sound and shook his head to signal her not to do anything stupid.
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