Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Although Xiaoxian has some complaints about the ownership of hard-earned money, it is obvious that no one cares about these things.

In other words, with Zi Qiao's character, it is quite impressive to be able to use your hard-earned money as tuition.

Besides, apart from Zeng Xiaoxian who thinks his signed photo is a best-seller, no one really thinks how much this thing can sell for, right?

In the final analysis, this is just Zi Qiao's little bad taste. He likes to see people deflated.

"Teacher Zeng, let's make a sales plan first."

Zi Qiao patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder: "I divide the current bar guests into three levels of difficulty: [Family], [Fans] and [Stranger].

"You complete the game in sequence according to different difficulties. If you can finally sell the autographed photo to [a stranger], you will be considered to have passed the level today."

"Wait a minute..." Guan Gu asked in confusion, "What do you mean by family?"

Zi Qiao pointed to all the friends present: "Isn't it obvious who the family is?"

"Then we really want to thank you for treating us like family." Meijia sneered.

Yifei raised her eyes and threatened: "Lu Ziqiao, you also want to earn our money, you are so poor!"

"Stop it, it's not me who wants to make money from you, it's him." Zi Qiao blamed Teacher Zeng who looked innocent.

"Ah???" Zeng Xiaoxian's face was filled with questions.

It's none of my business.

I was passive from beginning to end.

Seeing that everyone's expressions were getting worse, Zi Qiao said quickly: "It's not that I want to steal your money, it's just that Teacher Zeng's level is too low, and I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on against the big monsters all at once.

"As for who in the whole bar is likely to buy his autographed photo, besides you, who else?"

Everyone's eyes were hesitant, but what Zi Qiao said did make sense.

Nanfeng laughed and said: "It's really easier to make money from family members than from fans."

Zi Qiao rubbed his hands and said seriously: "Besides, I asked Teacher Zeng to sell, not to buy or sell by force.

“If he didn’t promote it to the point where you would be interested in buying it, you just wouldn’t pay.

"You have to understand that you are examiners now, not cash machines."

Nanfeng saw the expressions of excitement on other people's faces when they heard the word "examiner", and even the stingiest Zhang Wei jumped to give it a try.

He gave a thumbs up to Zi Qiao, and then told Xiao Xian: "Watch well and study hard.

"As long as you can learn the essence of Qiao's deception from the time he came to the bar until now, it will definitely be enough."

Although Ziqiao's analysis is well-founded from beginning to end, if you remove all the fancy superficial work, you will only see this one thing.

Zi Qiao, who was originally responsible for teaching Zeng Xiaoxian how to talk, now can be said to have nothing to do.

He just needs to sit back and wait for Zeng Xiaoxian to sell signed photos with great enthusiasm, and then wait to collect the money.

Moreover, Zi Qiao only used a few words to coax everyone in the apartment to become potential users promoted by Xiao Xian.

You must know that everyone's original attitude towards Zeng Xiaoxian's signed photo was that they would not even look at it.

Take Yifei, for example. If Xiaoxian had dared to bring her autographed photo to Yifei to sell her, she would have given Zeng Xiaoxian a good beating without saying a word.

[I’m so poor that I have to sell all my products to my mother. 】

But when Yifei acquiesces to Zeng Xiaoxian's promotion of herself, can Yifei's character really be able to withstand Zeng Xiaoxian's constant nudges?

In addition, Yu Mo, who is not short of money, Meijia, who spends money to do whatever he wants, Guan Gu, who is kind-hearted... and himself who finds it troublesome.

Zi Qiao earned nearly 500 yuan just by talking.

And the biggest expense he spent on the whole deception scheme from beginning to end was the twenty-odd pages of Lu's Spring and Autumn Catalog, and the rest, including the autographed photos, were provided by Zeng Xiaoxian himself.

Zi Qiao may not be a good teacher, but he has proved with his practical actions that he is indeed the best person in charge of the transformation project of [Chat Skills].

Everyone was stunned by Nan Feng's deception, but no matter how much they thought about it, they never thought there was any flaw in Zi Qiao's words.

This is normal, because the logic of the matter itself makes sense.

Can Zeng Xiaoxian's promotion of his autographed photos improve his conversational skills?

sure.

But if he wants to improve Zeng Xiaoxian’s chat skills, does he need to sell his autographed photos?

of course not.

So when you think about whether this logical line is reasonable, you have already entered Zi Qiao's trap.

"Forget it, I thought it would be better to teach Teacher Zeng the core points of speaking skills in person."

Ziqiao grabbed Xiaoxian and walked out. He knew that Nanfeng was not so easy to fool.

The most understanding and confused person in the world is none other than Nan Feng, who hears countless things every day but always remains silent.

The unknown secrets and intrigues among so many people in private have become the spiritual food that ripens this little fox.

In fact, Nan Feng's words just now were not only reminding Zeng Xiaoxian to look well and study hard, he was also reminding Zi Qiao something.

No matter what little calculation Zi Qiao was planning behind his back, at least he had to teach Zeng Xiaoxian.

As long as you get the right things done, Nanfeng can pretend to be confused about other things that are not excessive.

And this was obviously what Zi Qiao expected.

Seeing Zi Qiao pulling him further and further away, Zeng Xiaoxian asked doubtfully, "Can't we just sit here and study?"

"Idiot, if the core points are known to them, how can you sell your signed photos to them?"

Ziqiao took Xiaoxian to another corner of the bar, leaving only Nanfeng and the six of them sitting leisurely on the sofa.

After thinking for a long time, Yifei poked Nanfeng on the shoulder and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?"

"No, I just scared Zi Qiao." Nan Feng smiled.

Yifei wanted to ask more, but was interrupted by Meijia.

"Forget it, we are sitting here waiting for Zi Qiao and Teacher Zeng to come back and we don't know how long it will take.

"How about we have a drink first? Whose turn is it to treat today?"

Meijia was talking about drinking, but her eyes were looking straight at the handsome guys next to the bar.

Logically speaking, it was Yifei's turn to treat today, but she had no money in her wallet since she bought the watch.

"Yifei, let me trade with you. I'll treat you first today."

Nanfeng glanced at Yifei, who had lost all his wealth with a watch, and laughed secretly in his heart.

She was really willing to give up to Teacher Zeng.

Nanfeng raised his head slightly and said to everyone: "Master Chu will pay for today's consumption, what are you waiting for?

"Order drinks, chat, and have free time."

So the remaining five people cheered, and instead of calling the bar waiter to get the menu, they swarmed towards the bar under the leadership of Meijia.

"Don't forget to order me a glass of lemonade." Nanfeng reminded.

"Okay..." the five people responded in unison.

Nanfeng looked at these five people like five wild horses, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

He really just ran away having fun.

It's a pity that at the age of twenty-one, I have become an empty nester.

well……

Seeing that everyone was crowded at the bar ordering and having fun, and probably not coming back soon, Nan Feng lowered his head and looked at his phone.

I have been choosing a car for several days and still have no clue.

How about... trouble Dali again?

Nanfeng knew nothing about vehicle brands, engines, engines, etc. He didn't know how long it would take to make his own choice.

But if he told Dali about his requirements for the vehicle, Dali would definitely give him a perfect paper within forty-eight hours.

The paper will detail the recommended vehicle configuration, the expected value of each vehicle that meets its own requirements, nearby car purchase locations and detailed routes, as well as the theoretical minimum price of the vehicle and actual bargaining operations, etc.

Highlighting one saves time, effort and worry.

Nan Feng thought about it and decided not to add extra workload to his god-sister.

According to the advice of the psychiatrist named Jason, Dali should be allowed to grow up healthily and freely now.

But Dali herself is a person who can't take any time off. After being repeatedly ordered not to skip a grade, she has decided to enjoy her college career while taking the exams for a hundred certificates in different majors.

Although he didn't understand why someone would want to take the certificates in various industries, all he could do was respect, understand and try not to cause trouble to the little guy.

Nanfeng continued to learn about vehicles, but a phone call suddenly popped up on the screen, which stunned him.

Isn't it possible that something unexpected happened out of nowhere at this juncture?

Nanfeng pressed the call button anxiously and called softly: "Hello, Sister Nuolan."

"I told you to just call me Nuolan."

The female voice on the other end of the phone sounded warm and friendly, soft and bright. Even Nanfeng had to admit that the other party was indeed born to be a broadcaster.

Curry Sauce is already considered a gifted child, but compared to Nuolan, this so-called talent is the gap between Yinghuo and Haoyue.

Nuolan then asked: "Nanfeng, I'm calling to ask you, is the thing you asked me to help with this afternoon?"

"Yes, the time I made when I asked you was this afternoon."

Nanfeng asked doubtfully: "Sister Nuolan, have you encountered anything temporarily?"

"No."

Nuo Lan's chuckle came from the phone: "It's because you never sent me your address. I thought the time had been changed."

"Sorry, I forgot."

Nan Feng patted his forehead awkwardly when he heard this: "Look at my memory. I will send you the address later. I'm really sorry."

When I asked someone for help, I even forgot to send my address. I had to call someone to remind me.

I really have a goldfish brain.

"Nanfeng, who are you talking to on the phone? Why are you sending your address?"

Yifei and Wu were still hanging out in the bar, but Ziqiao and Xiaoxian became the first two people to come back.

Zeng Xiaoxian sat down on the sofa and asked curiously.

Nanfeng just made a quiet gesture and did not answer Xiaoxian's question.

"It's okay. I'll see you in the afternoon."

Zi Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard Nuolan's voice.

"OK."

Nanfeng hung up the phone and hurriedly sent the address to the person.

After confirming that he had sent the address, Nanfeng had time to answer Xiaoxian's question.

"This is the friend I said I would find to give you professional training before, and he can also be regarded as your senior at the radio station.

"I invited her here because I wanted her to teach you what to pay attention to when soliciting sponsorship, but I actually forgot to send her the address here."

Zi Qiao chuckled: "From the sound of his voice, this friend of yours should be very pretty."

"Innocent."

Before Nanfeng could reply, Zeng Xiaoxian had already answered decisively.

"Ziqiao, you are too unprofessional to ask this question.

"There is a saying: There is no real singing at a party, no truth in interviews, and no beautiful girls on the radio!

"These are the three unchanging laws in the media industry."

"is that so?"

Zi Qiao looked at Nan Feng suspiciously. The voice just sounded like a beautiful woman.

Nanfeng smiled and said nothing.