Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

"Beauty, are you... waiting for a friend?"

Zeng Xiaoxian smiled politely, but his voice was a little trembling.

If he hadn't gone through the expression management training yesterday afternoon, I'm afraid that his pair of naughty little eyes would have been staring directly at others at this time.

She was wearing a beige-colored long skirt and a fluffy pink cashmere cloak draped around her body casually, making her look like a pink butterfly.

A big white cashmere hat on her head embellishes her gentle and beautiful face with a bit of girlish agility.

She looks like an aristocratic daughter who returned from studying abroad during the Republic of China. She is open and traditional, mature and smart, and all the contradictions and discords appear to be natural in her body.

It's not that Zeng Xiaoxian has never seen beautiful women, but he has definitely never seen such a beautiful woman.

She is as beautiful as a romantic lyric poem.

Nuolan glanced warily at the mysterious man wearing sunglasses and a mask in front of him, and leaned back without leaving a trace.

If it wasn't broad daylight, there wouldn't be many people in the bar. As a girl who met such a weirdo and started chatting with him, she would definitely turn around and leave.

"Don't worry, I don't mean any harm and I'm not a weirdo."

Zeng Xiaoxian slowly backed away, reaching a safe distance from Nuo Lan.

Then he said to the beautiful woman in front of him in an appropriate volume: "Don't worry, this bar is very safe.

"There are 24-hour surveillance cameras overhead, and there are many dedicated bartenders and enthusiastic customers around."

It was obviously impossible for Zeng Xiaoxian to completely change herself in just a few hours of upgrade time, but the dozens of previous failures were enough for Zeng Xiaoxian to know what she was worried about.

After all, there were not just one or two girls who were so scared that they backed away because they were dressed like this.

In this regard, Zeng Xiaoxian specially thought of a set of words that could reduce most of the girls' wariness. Although this wording was still a bit blunt, it was the simplest and most effective way he could think of.

After Nuolan listened to Zeng Xiaoxian's words, she raised her head slightly to look at the camera on the ceiling, then turned her head and saw the bartender next to the bar smiling kindly at her.

Obviously this was not the first time that this weirdo had come forward to strike up a conversation with a stranger, and even the bartender was not surprised.

But since he hasn't been kicked out by the bartender yet, he doesn't mean any harm.

Of course, if a person comes up to chat with someone dressed up like this in broad daylight, he must have another purpose.

But since this weirdo has found me and I have nothing to do now, I might as well see what kind of medicine he is selling in his gourd.

After Nuolan made up her mind, she nodded and accepted Zeng Xiaoxian's initial conversation.

“I was waiting for a friend of mine who sent me the location of this bar.

“Logically speaking, he should still be in the bar now.

"It's just that I just looked around and couldn't find him. I sent him a message and he hasn't responded to me yet."

Having said this, Nuo Lan subconsciously looked at the mobile phone on the table.

Zeng Xiaoxian paused, then laughed dryly and said: "So that's the case, then I believe your friend will be here soon."

As soon as he heard Nuolan say that she had a friend at the bar, Zeng Xiaoxian instantly felt a lot of pressure.

If she really waited until her friend came, her sales plan would most likely fail again.

After all, one-to-two sales are much more difficult than one-to-one sales.

What's even worse is that if this beautiful woman's friend was in the bar before, then there is a high probability that this person has been promoted by me.

After all, Xiaoxian almost treated all the guests in the bar as monsters before he turned his attention to the newcomers.

If he meets someone who is familiar with his sales tactics, he will fail again.

Although judging from the current time, I will definitely not be able to complete the bet with Nanfeng.

But even if you lose, you can't lose too badly. The goal is to sell more than half of the thirty-six sets no matter what.

Feeling that time was running out, Zeng Xiaoxian could only speed up his strategy and try to sell the autographed photos before this beauty's friend came over.

"What should I call this beauty?"

"Before asking others what they call you, shouldn't it be polite to introduce yourself to someone else?"

Nuo Lan smiled, and the curve of the corner of his mouth was like the crescent moon reflected in the spring water.

Zeng Xiaoxian paused and said in a familiar voice: "My name is... Lu Xiaobu."

[Inner world, Lu Ziqiao said in a mean tone. 】

[The good man is me, I am... Lu Xiaobu. 】

[The next moment, Zeng Xiaoxian took off Lu Ziqiao’s human skin mask and shrugged helplessly. 】

[There is nothing I can do about it. Since I have disguised myself so thoroughly, I can’t possibly admit that I am Zeng Xiaoxian, right? 】

[A good man like Brother Xian and I don’t usually have the habit of opening a trumpet, so of course I can only borrow Ziqiao’s trumpet. 】

[Anyway, the money I earned in the end went into his pocket, so it’s not too reasonable for me to call myself Lu Xiaobu. 】

[Zeng Xiaoxian rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. 】

[However, this incident also taught me a truth: when people are wandering in the world, the trumpet is very important. 】

[Even if you don’t think about going out to flirt with women, you still have to have a small account in case of emergencies. 】

[So what kind of trumpet should I choose? 】

[My mother’s surname is Chen, and one day I will become a famous host...]

[Zeng Xiaoxian slapped his thigh suddenly and said: Then my trumpet will be called Chen He from now on! 】

【Ha ha ha ha. 】

"My name is...Mengmeng."

Nuolan was cautious and did not reveal her real name to this weirdo.

"Cute... cute?"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the gentle, graceful and stunningly beautiful girl in front of him.

No matter from her voice to her appearance, from her appearance to her figure, from her figure to her temperament, there is nothing about her that looks like a cute girl.

However, the names were given by my parents, so it is normal for them to differ from the real thing.

"Is there any problem?" Nuolan asked pretending to be confused.

"No problem, no problem at all."

Zeng Xiaoxian rubbed his hands nervously. Originally, he had been upgraded to the level where he could sell his autographed photos to others calmly.

But now Xiaoxian is in a state of confusion, with millions of thoughts constantly pouring out of his mind.

[First idea: Ask her if she has a boyfriend. 】

[Second idea: Ask her if she has a boyfriend. 】

[Third idea: Ask her if she has a boyfriend. 】

[The fourth thought: Zeng Xiaoxian, Zeng Xiaoxian, how could you be so depraved? Have you forgotten all the sales goals you set before? 】

[Fifth idea: Ask her if she has a boyfriend. 】

【……】

"I want to ask you if you have... a hobby of collecting autographed photos of celebrities."

The moment the words came out of her mouth, Zeng Xiaoxian really wanted to ask her if she had a boyfriend, but halfway through the words, thousands of thoughts flooded into his mind.

[Why was Yifei so angry last night? 】

[Why was Yifei so angry last night? 】

[Why was Yifei so angry last night? 】

【……】

[In his inner world, Zeng Xiaoxian put his hands on his hips and laughed proudly. 】

[In the end, my brother Xian used his wise and powerful brain to defeat the low-level physical desires. 】

[And this has nothing to do with Hu Yifei. 】

【Not at all! 】

Nuolan was stunned by Zeng Xiaoxian's incomprehensible question. Then she looked at the signed photo in Xiaoxian's arms, and a look of understanding appeared on her face.

"So which celebrity's signed photo are you trying to sell me?"

"How do you know?" Now it was Zeng Xiaoxian's turn to be stunned.

Nuolan just smiled softly: "Because the signed photo in your arms is very handsome and eye-catching."

Although there was a bit of distance between the two of them, and Nuolan couldn't see clearly the face on the signed photo, this didn't stop her from saying a few nice things.

When Zeng Xiaoxian heard Nuo Lan's praise, his eyes suddenly flashed with dazzling light, and when he looked at Nuo Lan, his eyes showed a little more appreciation for his confidant.

【Do you see it! Do you see it! 】

[What is aesthetics, what is vision! 】

[Unexpectedly, Mengmeng is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but her vision is completely different from other ordinary people. 】

[Only such fairy-like people can appreciate the charm of my brother Xian who has no place to be! 】

【Ha ha ha ha……】

Nuolan looked at the trembling weirdo in front of him in confusion. Why was he shaking all over just after she said a word?

Is this maybe... epilepsy?

Nuolan began to regret chatting with this weirdo.

In fact, Zeng Xiaoxian was laughing silently.

If Xiaoxian hadn't remembered to maintain his grace in front of beautiful women, he would have revealed his true self and let out his trademark smug smile.

It's just that he can't maintain much grace even though he looks like he's been electrocuted.

"Mr. Xiaobu? Mr. Xiaobu?" Nuolan shouted weakly.

Even though he had begun to regret talking to this weirdo, it was impossible for the kind-hearted Nuolan to watch this man shaking like he was having an epileptic seizure.

"Mr. Xiaobu?"

"Ah?" Zeng Xiaoxian then remembered that he was wearing Zi Qiao's trumpet.

Seeing that Xiaoxian stopped shaking, Nuolan felt relieved a little.

She asked with concern: "You were shaking like that just now, are you okay?"

Xiaoxian quickly returned to his serious look. He coughed lightly and said, "It's okay. I was...exercising just now."

"fitness?"

For the first time, Nuo Lan's eyes showed confusion.

"Yes, fitness."

Zeng Xiaoxian explained casually: "I use shaking to create bioelectric currents to stimulate the activity of muscles throughout the body, thereby achieving the effect of exercising the body and being immune to all poisons."

"That's right."

"You believe it?"

"I don't believe it at all."

Nuolan shook her head, and then she laughed again: "But Mr. Xiaobu, you are really an interesting person."