The love apartment begins with entering the police station

Chapter 664 Apartment Mediation
"It's not yours, it's mine. I think it's pretty good. Hey, if you don't believe me, ask them."

Ziqiao pointed at everyone.

Xiang Yu said to Zi Qiao, "Why are you arguing with your wife? What if she gets pregnant?"

Ziqiao said with a bitter face: "No. She insisted that I add some sensational words at the end of my speech, and I, a grown man, really couldn't read it."

Zhao Haitang was surprised and said, "You're selling cupcakes now, and you still need to give a speech? Can't you just go on stage and say a few words and make an advertisement?"

"That can't be said. The opportunity that Yifei fought for is still rare."

Ziqiao said, "Yes, this is such a precious opportunity. How many customers can I get back by just advertising? I must have an impassioned speech that can stimulate everyone's enthusiasm, so as to increase the sales of small cakes."

"But here comes the problem. I don't even know how to write a speech. Just listen to me."

Ziqiao picked up the speech and read: "Dear leaders, fellow villagers, hello, the red flags are flying in the wind, and the athletes are in high spirits. This community fitness competition is a competition with level, style and grace. The residents competed in friendship, level and style. Hey Pineapple Cake is honored to sponsor this competition. I wish everyone's life is as nutritious and fragrant as Hey Pineapple Cake!"

"Isn't that last sentence too boring? It didn't cheer me up at all."

Meijia immediately began to solicit everyone's opinions.

Zhao Haitang curled his lips and complained: "It's not the last sentence that's boring, it's the whole paragraph that's boring."

"Not only is it boring, it's also old-fashioned. Do you plan to dye your hair white and put on a fake beard when you go to study?"

Dali rarely stood with Zhao Haitang.

"Oh, don't make it difficult for him. With his level, he has already performed beyond his level to write like this. But it's obvious that he plagiarized. You are just a sponsor, and it's a community fitness competition, where will the leaders come from? A fellow villager is enough."

Xiang Yu thinks Ziqiao is still very good. If it were in the past, Ziqiao could do nothing but pick up girls.

Zi Qiao said helplessly: "Well, okay, actually I copied this paragraph from the Internet, and I'm not good at writing. When I was in elementary school, I was too naughty and was punished by the teacher to write a self-examination. As a result, the self-examination was so bad,
"But if you write a self-criticism too badly, you will be punished to write another self-criticism."
"Please stop using the word 'do whatever you want' approach."

Zhao Haitang directly stopped Ziqiao's endless cycle.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Ziqiao was able to write a self-criticism.

Ziqiao didn't care and said to Xiang Yu flatteringly: "Xiang Yu, aren't you a great writer in the online literature circle? Can you help me write a speech?"

Xiang Yu pulled out an abacus from nowhere and said, "I have stopped writing. The cost of returning to the political arena will at least be several times higher. Since you are my good brother, I can give you a 20% discount."

Zi Qiao interrupted quickly, "Forget it, I can't afford it."

In fact, Xiang Yu just finds it troublesome and is too lazy to write. It is difficult to write a good speech like this. Just like advertising slogans, it is difficult to write good advertising slogans even though you see them every day.

Xiang Yu pointed at Zhao Haitang and diverted the trouble to others, so that the apprentice would die rather than the master.

"You can find my half-student, Little Beaver, a little speech, and he still has a good grasp of it."

Zhao Haitang was suddenly stunned. How could this have anything to do with me?
Meijia quickly put her hands together and begged, "Hey, Brother Haitang, how about you write one for us?"

"How can I, a person who will win the Nobel Prize in Literature sooner or later, write something like this?"

Zhao Haitang was somewhat reluctant, as it would lower his status.

Dali's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Last time Lao Bu helped you kill a cockroach, you said you would repay the favor."

"I'm so touched that you remember such a small thing, Dali~."

Facing Dali, Zhao Haitang immediately changed his expression.

Dali curled his lips and said, "You think too much. I just have a good memory. I'm just trying to find something for you to do so you don't have to bother me all the time."

"You keep changing the subject. I guess you won't do that, will you?"

"You must be joking! There is no article in the world that I can't write. Let me tell you, there are four main ways to write a speech."

Just when Zhao Haitang was about to show off, Meijia and Ziqiao looked at each other and said in unison, "Please, Brother Haitang!"

Zhao Haitang: “.” Can you please let me finish pretending first?
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The next day, several people were chatting on the sofa.

"Xiang Yu, I want to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall."

Nuolan felt that her mouth had no taste recently and wanted to eat something delicious.

"Okay."

Xiang Yu didn't care at all. It was just a meal. As long as he had money, he could do whatever he wanted!

Meijia suddenly said, "I want to eat stinky tofu!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of ping-pong from next door, which could be heard through several doors.

"What's going on? Go check it out."

Everyone looked confused and decided to go together to see what was going on.

Ajie came out of the room with an angry look on his face. He stopped at the door, looked back, and roared, "Humph!" Then he turned his head and walked out.

Aunt Wang, who followed closely behind, holding her beloved dog, also snorted and left angrily.

Sanwa was the last one to come out. He let out an angry "ha" and left.

Yifei hurried to the next room and said, "Zhang Wei, you weren't beaten to death, were you?"

Zhang Wei covered his face, feeling a little annoyed: "Who dares to hit a lawyer?"

"It's not that easy to die from Viagra."

Xiang Yu was not worried, because Zhang Wei's vitality was extremely strong.

Yifei asked curiously, "What's going on with you?"

Zhang Wei put down his hand covering his face and said with a bitter face: "It's just a small quarrel."

"Lawyer Zhang, your back"

Curry pointed at Zhang Wei's back, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Zhang Wei consoled himself: "Ah, there are always bad times in life, and they pass quickly."

"No, I meant your clothes."

"what?"

Zhang Wei turned around, with his back to everyone, revealing his tattered back.

When they saw his back, they were shocked: "Wow, what's wrong with your clothes? Why are they torn like this? It's really uncultured, isn't it?"

Curry Sauce said a little embarrassedly: "It must have been torn by the dog."

"Zhang Wei, are you okay?"

"fine."

Zhang Wei shook his head and took off his suit with some heartache.

This is the work clothes he spent hundreds of dollars on!
Yifei frowned and asked, "I asked you to mediate a community dispute, but you turned it into a gang fight. What's going on?"

"Here's the thing."

Zhang Wei took off his clothes and said helplessly, "Auntie Wang was walking her dog in the neighborhood. The dog leash tripped Ajie, who was skateboarding. Ajie fell and injured his hand. Sanwa parked his car in the neighborhood and got out. He stepped on Ajie's skateboard again, breaking his new phone and crushing Auntie Wang's dog. The dog was frightened and got depressed. This is what happened."

Curry Sauce was also helpless when she heard this: "Some of them want medical expenses, some want compensation for their phones, and no matter how we mediate, we can't come to an agreement. Lawyer Zhang is depressed."

(End of this chapter)