Liang Shaopeng smiled at Wang Er and said, "Longxing's lease is almost up, right?"
Wang Er nodded. "What's wrong?"
"Wang Er, listen to me." Liang Shaopeng leaned forward with an evil look on his face. "You know what's going on with Longxing now. I'm afraid it won't be able to last much longer. I don't think they can pay you this year's rent!"
When Wang Er heard this, he quickly explained, "Brother Yang Jie said that he…"
Liang Shaopeng interrupted him mid-sentence. "Yes, it's not easy for Yang Jie either. After all, the Yang family had been renting this martial arts school for so many years, so he definitely can't bear to close it. But you're the landlord, so this is the money you earn, right? If he can't afford to pay the rent, he needs to return the space to you!"
