Chapter 2 Tenants admitted to Chapter I

Everyone has a devilish side. If you think you don't, it's either because you won't admit it, or something hasn't happened to you that would make you a devil. Three years ago, I inherited this old house from my uncle who had no children. The house was more than 30 years old. Became a cripple in a car accident. I inherited this old house for no reason. It would be a lie to say that I am unhappy. Although its location is a bit remote in the lively Donghai villa area, it only takes three minutes to walk to the cheap snack area, and it takes five minutes by bike. Go across to International Street for some good food.

It's always a good thing to get a house without paying any price, at least it makes me, a middle-aged man who can only daydream, look a little better, so that I won't accomplish nothing. So, I sold my uncle's old Mercedes, and borrowed hundreds of thousands from the bank to renovate the old house, attach a few rooms with toilets and bathrooms, add a few beds, and paint the walls. I decided to rent out the house no matter what, and live on rent for the rest of my life.In the past, I always envied that others could collect rent and live a quick and easy life, but now it's finally my turn.

The house was repaired, and several bathroom suites were cleared out, two rooms on the second floor, two rooms on the third floor, two rooms on the fourth floor, I live alone on the fifth floor, the first floor is the living room and public kitchen, and there is a TV on the roof. Washing machine and drying yard.If a room can be rented for 5,000 yuan, my monthly income will be 30,000 yuan, which is enough. The point is that I don’t want to do anything. Rent tips and more. But unfortunately, I don’t know if this old house looks too old, or if everyone has a house to live in, or something. After I posted rent leaflets everywhere, there was no response. Some leaflets posted on telephone poles were even photographed by the police. Warning, I had to spend my wallet to advertise, but no one paid attention.

Disappointed, I had no choice but to try to lower the advertised rent from 5,000 to 4,000, and then from 4,000 to 3,500, but still no one came to my door. When is this old house a haunted house? I sighed, maybe the world is really bad, maybe the economy is really as bad as the opposition party on TV said.So I decided to lower the rent to a low price of 3,000 yuan. However, these petty and cheap tenants have to contribute their lives as a price. Pinhole cameras cost me a lot of money. They are in hallways, in elevators, and in every room.I wired the pinhole camera to the tv in my room, the tv is facing my bed, and I plan to use each tenant's private, personal performance as a bedtime gossip channel, part of the rent .

If you ask me if I feel guilty, I have to admit that I have a little bit, but my inspiration comes from my great uncle. When I took over this old house, I found that in the room of the Filipino maid who used to help my uncle with disabilities to do chores, there was a hidden camera embedded in the wall, and the signal line was connected to the small TV above the uncle’s bathtub . I think this is more or less related to genetic inheritance. The entertainment of my uncle is very attractive to me, and the sense of guilt is diluted in the symptoms of family inheritance. So I put the new advertisements on the poles and waited for the tenants who were suitable for the interview to come in.

Sure enough, there were quite a few people who came to the interview. I carefully considered and weighed their interesting life and possible acting talent one by one. I took everyone into the room to explain the rules of living here, and evaluated their conversation and performance. Some unconscious small movements. I knocked out a professional whore. The more she tries to hide the powder smell, the less she can fool me. I don't want to peek into mechanized, too superficial entanglement, and sex that can be traded with money should be traded with money, because its value is just that, and there is no need to bother digging a hole in the wall.

To put it bluntly, I can get higher entertainment from salty wet movies, and I can even go whoring myself. I also eliminated a few college students with thick glasses. I smelled the smell I hated the most on them. I would never be curious about these children who are hardworking on the surface and are going to be the pillars of the country in the future. Know the ugly side. Because I know very well that they are completely boring, 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 chance and risk subverting my preconceptions about them.

People with poisonous faces are also not good, they will cause trouble sooner or later. If the drug addiction died in my bed, the street talk would only make it harder to rent the house.If the police come to search for drugs or something, maybe they will find the existence of the pinhole camera, and I will definitely be sent to jail, or even mistaken for a drug dealer. Most importantly, these poisonous bugs will disturb other tenants, and I don't want to affect other people's performances. The first performer I admitted was a single father with a six-year-old girl, Mr. Wang, who lived on the second floor with his daughter, probably because I also have some potential inheritance of pedophilia in my genes, on the other hand It is also due to sympathy, and it is related to Mr. Wang's willingness to pay half a year's rent in one go.

Ms. Chen is the second tenant I admitted. She is an office worker in her thirties. I decided to admit her at the first sight because she is very beautiful, with a protruding figure. Just talking to her Enough to make my blood boil.I wish she would bring her boyfriends home for sleepovers more often. She chose the opposite of Mr. Wang on the second floor, saying that she didn't want to climb the stairs, and the kitchen on the first floor was also close to the refrigerator. Lao Zhang’s conversation is very funny, so I admitted him. He is a 40-year-old bachelor, divorced twice, and now works as a physical education teacher in a nearby elementary school. Had a meal.I really want to know another side of him.

Lao Zhang lives on the third floor, just above Miss Chen's. There are two gay men who live opposite Lao Zhang. They came to the interview together, and they didn't shy away from their sexual orientation, probably because they were afraid that even if I tricked me into admitting them, I would still be furious and drive them out in the future, so I just made it clear once. They worry too much.I don’t discriminate in this regard, and I’m curious about the daily relationship of gays. I’ve seen a few gay porn videos, but there are almost no plots in them. There are only two cannons bombarding each other. I’m really not interested.

They might be able to broaden my horizons. On the fourth floor, right under my feet, lived a beautiful girl. Why use the word light to describe her?Because she spoke softly, walked lightly, and even smiled softly, which gave me a very light feeling, as if this girl was made of plain water. On the day she came for the interview, I thought this girl was very plain, with no makeup on her face, and her skin was so fair that even veins could be seen.I had a good impression of her, so I let her live here. Opposite the beauty of Qingqing is a male student from the nearby Tunghai University. He is a sophomore named Bo Yan, and he is studying business management. I don’t think he is a serious student. He is crazy. On the day of the interview, he was wearing earphones and rapping to introduce himself. He was wearing baggy trousers and kept shaking. I imagined that a piece of shit like him would never suddenly turn into a hard-working, boring bookworm in private, but I wasn't interested in him either, so I turned him down.He was startled, and immediately took off the earphones to beg for mercy, saying that he would pay me an extra 500 yuan a month because it was really cheap here. I thought about it, so I agreed to the deal.