His name is A Liuwen, neither good nor bad.
I was laid off at the age of twenty-three, and with 20,000 yuan in severance pay, I rented a house in an urban village with a monthly rent of 1,800 yuan. He doesn't know what he can do, he only knows how to play games, and he is a little better than most people.
So he opened a game power leveling club - Wenqi.
In the past five years, he has been given money by thugs, scolded by customers, his account has been blocked for ten years, his peers have poached his people, and the platform has blocked his payments. Every time he fell, he got up and established a rule:
Article 1: Private orders are prohibited.
Article 2: Zero tolerance for cheating.
Article 3: Price transparency.
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Eleven rules, eleven lessons of blood and tears. When a customer asked him why he had to set so many rules, he said, "Because I don't want to be looked at as a fool anymore."
He did not move to an office building, invest five million, or become a billionaire. He was still in the urban village, cooking instant noodles, staying up late, and changing the rules. But one thing has changed - his lamp has become a coordinate for many people late at night.
This is not a book that teaches you "how to be successful." This is a true story of an ordinary person using the stupidest method to hold on to the bottom line and fight against the world. It tells you: survive first, then talk about living well. Survival depends on rules, and living well depends on people's hearts.
