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The tenants downstairs Chapter 1

Admitted Tenants

By olafiasfPublished about a year ago 8 min read
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Everyone has a devil's side.

If you admit you don't, it's just because you won't admit it, or because you haven't had enough to become a demon yet.

Three years ago, I inherited this old house from my eldest uncle, who had no children. The house is more than 30 years old, and it is five floors high, excluding the rooftop. It is accompanied by an old simple elevator, because my eldest uncle became a cripple due to a car accident.

Pingbai inherited this old house, saying that he is unhappy is deceptive. Although its location is somewhat remote in the bustling Donghai Villa District, it only takes three minutes to walk to the cheap snack area, and five minutes by bike to eat something good on the opposite International Street.

It's always a good thing to acquire a house without paying any price, at least to make me, a middle-aged man who can only daydream, look a bit like me and not achieve nothing.

So, I sold my uncle's old Mercedes, borrowed hundreds of thousands from the bank, renovated the old house, attached several rooms to bathrooms, added several beds, brushed the walls, and so on.

I've decided to rent out my house anyway, and I'll live on it for the rest of my life. "I used to envy others for being able to collect rent quickly and easily, but now it's finally my turn.".

After the house was repaired, several bathroom suites were cleared, including two rooms on the second floor, two rooms on the third floor, two rooms on the fourth floor. On the fifth floor, I lived alone. On the first floor, there was a living room and public kitchen, and on the roof, there was a washing machine and a laundry yard. If I could charge 5000 yuan for a room, my monthly income would be 30000 yuan. That's enough. The point is that I don't want to do anything, at most occasionally helping tenants repair water pipes, change lights, learn rent collection techniques, and so on.

Unfortunately, I don't know if this old house is too old in appearance, or if everyone has a house to live in, or something. I posted rental fliers everywhere but there was no response. Some of the fliers posted on telephone poles were also photographed and warned by the police, so I had to spend money to advertise in newspapers, but no one paid attention.

"Disappointed, I had to try to reduce the rent for advertising, from 5000 to 4000, and then from 4000 to 35000, but still no one came to my house.".

Is this old house a ghost house?

"I sigh, maybe the world is really bad, maybe the economy is really as bad as the opposition party on TV said.". So I decided to reduce the rent to a low price of 3000 yuan.

However, these greedy tenants have to contribute some of their lives as a price.

Pinhole cameras cost me a lot of money, and they are available in corridors, elevators, and every room. "I wired a pinhole camera to the TV in my room, which was facing my bed. I plan to treat each tenant's private personal performance as part of the rent for a bedtime gossip channel.".

If you ask me if I feel guilty, I must admit that there is, but my inspiration comes from my great uncle.

When I received this old house, I found a hidden camera embedded in the wall of the Filipino maid's room where I used to help my elderly uncle with chores, and the signal line was connected to the small TV above his bathtub.

"I think this is more or less related to genetic inheritance. Uncle's entertainment is very attractive to me, and guilt is diluted in the symptoms of family inheritance.".

So I put a new advertising form on the telephone pole and waited for the suitable tenant to come in for the interview.

There are indeed quite a few people who have come for the interview. I carefully consider and weigh the degree of interest in their lives one by one, as well as their potential talent for acting. I take everyone into the room to explain the rules of living here, evaluate their conversation and some unconscious small actions.

I eliminated a professional prostitute.

The more she tries to hide the smell of powder, the more she can't fool me.

"I don't want to peek into mechanized, too superficial physical entanglement. Sex that can be traded with money should be traded with money, because its value is only there, without the need to bother digging a hole in the wall.".

To put it bluntly, I can obtain higher entertainment from salty and wet films, and even go whoring on my own.

"I also eliminated a few college students with thick glasses, and I smelled the smell I hated the most from them. I wouldn't even be curious about the ugly side of these seemingly hardworking children who are preparing to serve as pillars of the country in the future.".

"Because I clearly know that they are completely uninteresting, and the so-called changes in life are just subject changes on the homework schedule, and occasional changes in reading plans.". I don't want to waste a sixth of my chance and risk subverting my established understanding of them.

People with a poisonous look are not good either. They will cause trouble sooner or later.

"If you die from a drug addiction in my bed, it will only make it harder to rent the house.". If the police come to search for drugs or something, they may discover the existence of a pinhole camera, and I will definitely be accused of being in prison, even being mistaken for a drug dealer.

Most importantly, these poisonous insects can make other tenants feel uneasy, and I don't want to affect other people's performances.

The first performer I accepted was a single father with a six year old girl, Mr. Wang. He and his daughter lived on the second floor, mostly because I also had some potential pediatrics in my genes. On the other hand, it was also due to compassion, coupled with Mr. Wang's willingness to pay off half a year's rent at once.

Miss Chen is my second tenant to be admitted. She is an office worker in her 30s. I decided to admit her at the first sight because she is very beautiful and has a prominent figure. Just talking to her can teach me how to keep my blood flowing. I hope she can take her boyfriend home more for the night.

She chose the second floor opposite Mr. Wang and said she didn't want to climb the stairs. The kitchen near the first floor was also close to the refrigerator.

Lao Zhang's conversation is very interesting, so I accepted him. He is a 40 year old bachelor who has been divorced twice and now works as a sports teacher at a nearby elementary school. I spoke to him very well, and on the day of the interview, I also asked him to buy a meal. I really want to know the other side of him.

Lao Zhang lives on the third floor, just above Miss Chen's.

Living opposite Lao Zhang, there are two gay men.

"They come for an interview together, and they don't shy away from their sexual orientation. Perhaps they're afraid that even if they cheat me into accepting them, I'll still be furious and drive them out in the future. Just make it clear once.".

They worry too much. "I don't have discrimination in this area, and I'm also curious about the daily life of homosexuals. I've seen several gay porn films before, but there's almost no plot in them, only two cannons bombarding each other. I'm really not interested.".

They may be able to broaden my horizons.

On the fourth floor, right under my feet, there lived a gentle beauty.

Why use gentle words to describe her? "Because she speaks softly, her footsteps are gentle, and even her smile is gentle, giving me a very faint feeling, as if this girl was made of boiled water.".

On the day she came for an interview, I thought this girl was very plain, with no makeup on her face, and her skin was so fair that even her veins could be seen. I had a good feeling for her, so I let her in.

Opposite Qingmei, a male student from Donghai University nearby lives. As a sophomore, her name is Bai Yan, and she studies business management.

"I don't think he's a serious student, he's crazy. On the day of the interview, he was wearing earphones and using RAP to introduce himself. He was wearing baggy pants and kept shaking around. He's a dead college student who would drag down the social economy in the future.".

"I imagined that his useless firewood would never suddenly turn into a diligent and uninteresting bookworm in private, but I couldn't interest him either, so I turned him down.". He was startled and immediately took off his earphones to beg for mercy, saying that he would pay me an extra 500 yuan per month because of the cheap price here.

I thought about it and agreed to the deal.

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