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墨書 Inktalez
The waves of public opinion crashed over me one after another. First, my account was suspended, then a few troublemakers showed up at my shop, leaving negative reviews one after another. Now even my long-time employees were talking about resigning.
My mortgage and medical expenses relied entirely on the income from the Nail Salon, and now that business was gone, I couldn't even bear to think about what the future would hold.
My life had suddenly plunged into stagnation; years of hard work had turned into nothing in an instant.
What hurt me even more was that the landlord of the Nail Salon decided to raise the rent at this time.
"You have a property next door too; if they can accept it, why can't you? If you can't accept it, you might as well move out!"
I had been so busy these days that I hadn't noticed that Shen Dagen's shop next door had reopened.
Strangely enough, he was much more low-key this time. Not only did he avoid engaging in a price war with me, but he also kept his doors tightly shut most of the time.
Once, I ran into Shen Dagen in the hallway, and he actually dodged me, his face betraying a sense of guilt.
I felt a surge of hope; I started paying close attention to their movements every day, fearing they were plotting something against me again.
But after several days of observation, I found nothing unusual—until one day when the property management suddenly called me in.
"We received a complaint from a neighbor saying that your Nail Salon is providing special services. Is that true?"
That statement sent me into a rage.
"You have no evidence. Why do you suspect me? I've been running my shop honestly for the past two years, and you know that!"
"Don't be anxious. We received a report from a neighbor saying that there are often men coming in and out of the Nail Salon on the 22nd floor. We don't want to cause any trouble, especially since this involves illegal activities."
"But there’s more than just my shop on the 22nd floor! The one next door keeps its doors shut all the time. Why don’t you suspect them?"
"That shop has now turned into a Health Massage Parlor. We checked it out, and all the masseurs inside are men; it’s impossible for them to be involved in anything illicit."
"And the person who reported you is actually from that place."
It truly is a case of 'birds of a feather flock together.' They’re all a bunch of scoundrels, especially Shen Dagen, that Old Tortoise who is the worst of them all.
Using the guise of a massage parlor to engage in illegal activities while trying to smear my reputation—what a classic case of the thief calling out 'stop thief!'
As I left the property management office, I headed straight for that Old Tortoise's shop, wishing I could tear him apart right then and there.
But as soon as I stepped into the elevator, I saw Shen Chengzhou's Cousin trailing behind me with a group of older ladies.
I suddenly remembered seeing her husband enter Shen Dagen’s shop this morning. Could they be here to catch him in the act?
They didn’t notice me and were chattering excitedly about how great Shen Dagen was and how much money it made.
It seemed she still didn’t know her husband was here, let alone that Shen Dagen was a front for something else entirely.
In just a few seconds, a brilliant idea struck me.
The elevator stopped on the 18th floor, and I immediately dashed out, running up the stairs. I pounded on the door of Shen Dagen, shouting angrily, "You old tortoise! How dare you report me? If you're a man, come out! Otherwise, you'll be a turtle's son who can never stand up!"
Shen Dagen quickly opened the door, cursing under his breath. I wasted no time and started arguing with him.
My insults were sharp, and Shen Dagen quickly found himself on the losing end. But I wasn't planning to let him off easy; I raised my voice even higher, hurling even more offensive words at him.
Infuriated, Shen Dagen called out for a man from inside to help him. The man, clearly interrupted and in a foul mood, rushed out without even pulling up his pants properly.
At that moment, the elevator doors opened just in time.
I deliberately stepped aside so my cousin could see everything clearly.
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