Reborn as a landlord in Shanghai

Chapter 58 Working for Yourself

Because they had agreed on a time, even though she was a little excited last night and didn't sleep well, Mao Xiaoyu still got up early at 6:30 in the morning.

Because of the tight schedule and the need to get there quickly, Mao Xiaoyu brushed her teeth, washed her face, and ate breakfast. She didn't even go to the real estate agency; she just took a taxi there.

When Mao Xiaoyu arrived at Yang Ying's maternal grandmother's house by taxi, she thought she would have to call the other party to come down. However, as soon as the car stopped, she paid the fare and got out of the car, and she already saw the other party.

"Wow, you've been waiting here so early." Mao Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

"I had nothing to do after breakfast, so my grandma went to the market with her friend to buy groceries. I was bored staying at home alone, and it was almost time to go, so I came down to wait for a bit," Yang Ying said naturally.

"That's perfect, let's go, where shall we go today?" Hearing that Yang Ying's grandmother wasn't there, Mao Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. In Mao Xiaoyu's opinion, this was the best, saving her from dealing with the elderly and possibly having to endure Yang Ying's grandmother's strange looks.

"I don't know either." Yang Ying left Shanghai for Hong Kong when she was 13 years old and hasn't been back more than once or twice in the past two years. As for places to visit, the only one she's been to is amusement parks when she was a child. But now that she's older, she wants to go somewhere different, but she really doesn't know where to go right now.

"How about we go buy a cell phone first?" Mao Xiaoyu suggested.

"Why are you buying a phone? Are you getting a new one?" Yang Ying asked curiously.

"I feel it's inconvenient for you to contact me without a phone, so how about I buy you one to use for now?" Mao Xiaoyu said, seemingly thinking of your best interests.

"I have a cell phone, but I don't have a SIM card from China. I've only been back for a few days and haven't thought about getting a SIM card, so I don't have a phone," Yang Ying said, sounding speechless.

"Since you don't have a SIM card, why don't you go buy one? It's still more than a month before you go back to Hong Kong, and it'll be so inconvenient not to have a phone for that long!" Mao Xiaoyu advised.

"Okay, I'll go get my phone. Wait a minute, let me get the phone down, then we'll go get a new SIM card." Yang Ying thought Mao Xiaoyu's suggestion made sense, and since she hadn't left yet, she prepared to go back to get the phone and get a new SIM card.

"Okay, you go up, I'll wait for you here," Mao Xiaoyu agreed.

Upon hearing Mao Xiaoyu's agreement, Yang Ying didn't hesitate and rushed upstairs.

Honestly, Mao Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded by Yang Ying's actions.

This personality is really quite carefree and unrestrained!

Thinking back to her past life, she was just like this on Running Man—carefree and outgoing. It seems her personality has always been like this since she was a child.

"Look, isn't my phone beautiful?"

About 10 minutes later, Yang Ying came downstairs, holding her cute phone and smiling at Mao Xiaoyu.

"It's pretty good, much prettier than my phone." Actually, their phones were quite similar, both Nokias, but Mao Xiaoyu still complimented it.

The rest was simple. The two of them first went to a mobile phone store and bought a SIM card. After using the card, they downloaded QQ, registered two QQ accounts, and then connected the QQ accounts.

"Now that we've finished our business, let's go play games in Wujiaochang." After finishing with the phone number, Mao Xiaoyu prepared to take Yang Ying to the game world by subway.

This kind of game world is like an arcade, but it's different from the kind of arcade where you play fruit machines. It has all kinds of games and covers an area of ​​at least several thousand square meters. You could say that it would take two or three hours to play all the games.

"Is that kind of game world fun?" Yang Ying asked curiously.

"It's alright, it's suitable for your age group," Mao Xiaoyu said after looking Yang Ying up and down.

"Aren't you and I in the same age group? You're only a year or two older than me, and you probably don't know as much as I do," Yang Ying said with a disdainful look.

"It's not that I'm a year or two older than you, or that we're not in the same age group. It's just that I'm past my age. Right now, all I want to do is make more money, while you're mostly thinking about how to have fun." The two of them said as they walked toward the subway station.

"I also like making money, and I work very hard to make money. For example, the TV show I do earns me 4000 yuan a month, and I also do photoshoots for magazines and work as a model, which earns me 500 yuan each time. Even if I don't do photoshoots every day, I can still earn several thousand yuan a month," Yang Ying said proudly.

After all, in Yang Ying's view, wages in China are not high to begin with, not to mention that Mao Xiaoyu is only a teenager, how much money could she earn in a month?

"That's pretty good, it's about 1 yuan in RMB," Mao Xiaoyu said in surprise.

"In China, this is acceptable, but in Hong Kong, a few thousand dollars is just the lowest wage. So I want to make a lot of money so my parents don't have to work so hard," Yang Ying said with an inspiring air.

"Okay, I'll support you in spirit," Mao Xiaoyu said, giving her a thumbs-up.

"Tch, what's the use of giving me moral support?" Yang Ying couldn't help but roll her eyes at Mao Xiaoyu and complain.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. I earn more money than you, but not by much. It's not like I can support you with just what I earn," Mao Xiaoyu said, spreading her hands in a show of helplessness.

"By the way, I still don't know what you do for a living?" Yang Ying asked curiously.

"Me? I'm a fisherman. I specialize in retrieving people with a spoon. I'll try to catch as many as I can," Mao Xiaoyu said, making an exaggerated gesture.

"Retrieving people? What kind of job is that? Are you retrieving people from the water? But that doesn't make sense, how could there be such a job?" Yang Ying asked incredulously.

"Don't you believe me? I really am in the business of getting people out of trouble," Mao Xiaoyu said sincerely.

"Are you going to work today?" Yang Ying asked.

"I'm not going to work today because I'm out having fun with you," Mao Xiaoyu said.

"How can that be? You have to go to work when you're supposed to, and you have to play when you're supposed to. You have to be clear about the difference. By the way, when are you going to work? If it's getting late, we can go to work now," Yang Ying said angrily.

After all, in Yang Ying's view, it's not easy to get a job, and it would be too irresponsible to be lazy and irresponsible at work.

"It's okay, it's okay. I work for myself, so there are no working hours. Therefore, there's no such thing as being late," Mao Xiaoyu quickly explained.

"Working for yourself? How do you work for yourself? I've never seen that before. Come on, let's go to where you work. I want to see how you work for yourself." Yang Ying asked with a curious look.

"What's so interesting about it? It's just such a boring thing." Mao Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed to take her there, after all, what she was doing was a bit dishonorable.

Seeing that Mao Xiaoyu didn't want to take her to see it, Yang Ying became even more curious. Her eyes darted around, and she grabbed Mao Xiaoyu's arm, gently shaking it, and said in a fawning tone, "Brother Xiaoyu, don't be so stingy, let's go see it."

Hearing Yang Ying's pursed voice and seeing her fawning expression, and feeling the genuine strength in her arms, Mao Xiaoyu was momentarily at a loss for what to do. After all, happiness had come a little too suddenly.

Imagine a big star you admire suddenly hugging you on the street and begging you for forgiveness. No man would be unmoved in that situation. Of course, if someone is unmoved, it's usually because the happiness came too suddenly, and they were stunned and hadn't quite processed it yet. That's exactly what happened to Mao Xiaoyu.

Seeing that Mao Xiaoyu was not moving, Yang Ying thought that she hadn't begged enough, so she waved her arms again and called out, "Let's go, let's go, let's go take a look."

Feeling the power of truth growing stronger in her arm, Mao Xiaoyu knew she couldn't let Yang Ying shake her anymore. If she did, her nose would bleed. There was no way around it; the young man was full of energy, and she couldn't be provoked.

"Alright, alright, I agree to let you go, okay? I was planning to take you around to have some fun today, but you don't even want to have fun. You just want to watch me go to work. Fine, watch me go to work then. Just don't get bored later." Mao Xiaoyu quickly stopped Yang Ying's actions, saying with a righteous but helpless expression.

"Yes, great! Let's go then. Should we take the subway or the bus?" Yang Ying happily made a V sign and then asked cheerfully.

"No need, just take a taxi, it'll only cost around ten yuan."

After saying this, the two hailed a taxi, got in, and then Mao Xiaoyu gave them the hospital's address.

"Brother Xiaoyu, why do we need to go to the hospital? Is your workplace in the hospital?" Yang Ying asked curiously after hearing the address Mao Xiaoyu gave.

"My workplace is near the hospital, but not inside. And my job might be a little different from what you're thinking. Just don't find it strange later." Mao Xiaoyu didn't know how to explain her job, so she gave a heads-up. Hearing this, Yang Ying became even more curious, wondering what kind of job it was that was so mysterious.

In about 10 minutes, the taxi arrived near the hospital. Mao Xiaoyu then pointed to the intersection and instructed the taxi to drive into the residential area.

"Is this where you work?" After arriving at the residential area, Mao Xiaoyu paid the fare, and Hao Hou led Yang Ying out of the car. Yang Ying looked around at the surroundings and asked incredulously.

"Yes, it's right here, but I'm a bit early today. I usually work half-days, around 12:00 PM, so I didn't get here until 1:00 PM. Come on, follow me." As she said this, Mao Xiaoyu led the way, guiding Yang Ying up the stairs. They climbed to the third floor...

The people finally arrived at Mao Xiaoyu's house.

Because it was still early, around 9 o'clock, many tenants had gone to the hospital, so Mao Xiaoyu couldn't count the tenants for the afternoon. Fortunately, at least there were still a few people packing their things.

These people were scheduled to be discharged today, as arranged by the hospital yesterday. They are packing their things now to make room for a bed before 12 o'clock. If a bed cannot be made available by 12 o'clock, they will be asked to pay for an extra day.

Therefore, even if Mao Xiaoyu didn't know how many people would rent the house today, she was certain that at least these few people packing up would be canceling their leases.

So Mao Xiaoyu estimated how many people there were, then found the tools for eating every day, and prepared to leave.

Let's go!

Mao Xiaoyu held up a sign that read "Rent a House" and then led Yang Ying out of her house.

"Brother Xiaoyu, you don't actually rent a place, do you?" Yang Ying asked, following behind Mao Xiaoyu.

"I'm not renting the house, I'm renting the beds. There are 12 beds in this house, 6 single beds and 4 double beds. A single bed costs 60 yuan a day, a double bed costs 80 yuan for one person and 100 yuan for two people. You can calculate how much money I make a day when all the beds are occupied." Mao Xiaoyu asked as the two of them went downstairs.

"6, 8, 48, 4, 8, 32, 32+48=800, which means you need to rent this house for at least 800 a day, and at most 880 a day. That would be more than 2 a month." Yang Ying did the math and was a little surprised. Just this one house could earn more than 2 a month.

"Yeah, pretty much. After deducting utilities, I can earn about 2 a month. And it's very easy. It only takes three or four hours at most in an afternoon, and at the shortest, just over an hour. Sometimes, if everyone rents together, there's nothing to do all day," Mao Xiaoyu said boastfully.

"Brother Xiaoyu, you're amazing!" Yang Ying said admiringly.

After all, this is mainland China, not Hong Kong. Even at this time, if you could earn more than 2 a month in Hong Kong, you would be considered middle class, let alone in mainland China.

Just like my parents, my father sells hair dryers in Hong Kong and my mother works as a saleswoman at a counter. Together, they only make a little over 2 yuan a month.

With just 2 yuan, we still have to rent a house and support our younger brother. If we weren't able to earn money ourselves and give some to our parents every month, we wouldn't have enough to live on each month.

But I never expected that Brother Xiaoyu could earn 2 yuan a month by working just one afternoon in China. That's too easy money!

"What's so special about this? I only got a house to do this business because I didn't want to waste all my time on it. If I had three houses, I could easily earn 56 a month. But that wouldn't be interesting either, because if I did that, I'd just be running around the houses all day." Mao Xiaoyu said boastfully.

To test whether he was just showing off, Mao Xiaoyu and Yang Ying started rescuing people at the hospital entrance. Whether it was because of good luck or because Yang Ying was by his side, Mao Xiaoyu was particularly efficient at rescuing people today. They were busy until after 12 o'clock and had already rescued all the tenants.