After I Divested Myself from the Elevator Installation Project in My Old Building, My Neighbor's Toilet Exploded.

I live on the 12th floor of my old community and have been climbing stairs for five years. The owners are clamoring to install an elevator, but no one dares to take the lead. I advanced the money, took the lead in installing the elevator in the old community, went through the formalities, found the construction team, and worked hard for three months. The design drawings were changed behind my back by my neighbors. Other people's homes use elevators to get to the door, but mine has to bypass the fire escape. In the owner group, a screenshot of their private chat was accidentally posted: "She has advanced all the money anyway and doesn't dare to withdraw." I laughed, quit the group, divested myself, and turned off my phone. The location they changed was directly below the main sewage pipe for the entire building.