Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 166 Zeng Xiaoxian's Personal Charm Shines (Happy New Year's Eve)

"Almost the same my foot!"

Zeng Xiaoxian, seeing the group laughing heartily at Nanfeng's comment about becoming an overnight sensation, snapped angrily, "Can't you guys be serious for once?!"

"Teacher Zeng, compared to me, you seem more like the newcomer." Yu Mo pointed to the group of unserious people around her. "When has our Love Apartment ever had a serious tone?"

Yifei laughed so hard she almost fell over. She pointed at Xiaoxian and mocked, "We roughly understand what's going on with you, so you're planning to dress up like this in a few days to solicit sponsorships?"

Xiao Xian stood up defiantly: "Why can't I go and solicit sponsorships looking like this?"

"A wrinkled suit, a sloppy hairstyle, cheap perfume that's downright awful, and that deep-seated, sleazy vibe of yours..."

"Teacher Zeng, you are very unrefined."

"If I went out to pick up girls dressed like you, I wouldn't catch a single fish in three days."

"That's what the womanizing expert, Zi Qiao, is saying."

Zeng Xiaoxian protested: "Nonsense! I can tolerate what else you say, but where exactly did I do something lewd?"

Nanfeng said casually, "Don't be modest. The way you fawned over Lisa when you were chatting last time made me want to laugh when I heard it from the balcony."

"That was before. Now I've come to my senses and matured."

"I will win over Lisa and gain the sponsors' approval through my own abilities, not by groveling!"

Zeng Xiaoxian spoke righteously, appearing as if he were a man of unyielding integrity.

However, last time, that tough man was bent over by Guan Gu with just thirty braised pork knuckles. I wonder how long Xiao Xian's tough bones can remain hard.

Mika's eyes lit up, and she waved towards the door, greeting, "Lisa, what brings you here?"

"Tch, Meijia, don't try to fool me with your little tricks. I'm smart enough to know when you and Lisa got so close."

The clever Zeng Xiaoxian puffed out his chest: "Besides, it's after get off work hours now. Even if Lisa came, I wouldn't be afraid!"

"Is that so, Zeng~Xiao~Xian~?"

Lisa's familiar voice echoed in Xiaoxian's ears. Without thinking, Xiaoxian turned around, bowed towards the door, and smiled obsequiously.

"Li~sa~"

"Disgusting," Yu Mo spat.

"Extremely sleazy," Meijia and Ziqiao commented in unison.

"So disgusting!" Yifei scoffed.

Zeng Xiaoxian stared blankly at the empty doorway, completely bewildered.

Nanfeng continued slowly in Lisa's voice, "You've shown your true colors, Xianbao."

"South Wind, you're fooling me again!"

Yu Mo said worriedly, "Teacher Zeng, you don't intend to treat the sponsors the same way, do you?"

Although Yu Mo didn't understand sponsorships and GG (Golden Go) matters, she had met plenty of wealthy people.

The sponsors are so rich, they probably have plenty of sycophantic lackeys around them, right?

Zeng Xiaoxian wanted to argue, but Nanfeng had already stood up and handed him a tissue: "Teacher Zeng, let's not talk about attitude for now. You should wipe your eye boogers first."

"what?"

Zeng Xiaoxian hurriedly took the tissue, wiping his sleepy eyes while trying to save face: "I'm just doing a little styling so you can have a look. Don't focus too much on these small details."

"When we officially secure sponsorship, I will definitely not make these kinds of silly mistakes."

Meijia casually took a sausage from the coffee table, peeled it, and fed it to the braised pork knuckle. She said confidently, "Teacher Zeng, I think you don't need to be so nervous. I believe that securing sponsorship this time will be no problem."

"Look, look! Now this is what you call the eye of the people!"

Zeng Xiaoxian grinned mischievously, "Meijia, don't you also think I'm so outstanding that I don't need to worry about not getting sponsorships?"

"No, I think that with your powerful female boss's abilities, no matter how incompetent you are, she can at least guarantee you a minimum standard of living."

Zeng Xiaoxian's expression changed, and he said weakly, "Um... Lisa is only responsible for making connections for me, not for getting sponsorships."

"Then please accept my condolences, Teacher Zeng," Mika replied quite bluntly.

Nanfeng nodded as if she had expected this: "It's already a sign that the leader values ​​you a lot by helping you make connections. If she really helps you get sponsorships personally, then you can prepare to pack your bags and move into her house."

According to Nanfeng's judgment, unless Ziqiao goes to the radio station to compete with Zeng Xiaoxian for a job, no one should be able to enjoy the privilege of being a kept man with the help of the boss personally securing sponsorships.

For Zeng Xiaoxian, this sponsorship event is both an opportunity and a test.

If you can control him, you can hold your head high on the radio; if you can't, you can only lie low.

Previously, Teacher Zeng could say that he was a talented person who was not given the opportunity, but now that the opportunity has been presented to him, if he still can't seize it, then he really can't blame anyone else.

"That's why I prepared so carefully, but none of you gave me any face and just kept pouring cold water on me," Zeng Xiaoxian said dejectedly.

"So, would you rather hear flattering lies or harsh truths?"

Ziqiao didn't care about Zeng Xiaoxian's frustration at all: "Whether we give you face or not is not important. What's important is whether your sponsors are willing to give you that face."

Meijia chimed in, "Teacher Zeng, we're family, how could we not want you to be well? But your blind optimism is really unacceptable."

"He's always been like this. He gets all cocky when things are still in the early stages, but when it really comes down to it, he starts to get scared and run away."

Yifei snorted coldly, "You were like this when you applied for a TV host position last time, and you're doing the same thing now when you're trying to get sponsorship. If we don't pour cold water on you, you'll get all cocky."

Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and remained silent. He knew that everyone was telling the truth, but his personality wasn't something that could be easily changed.

After a long pause, he asked sheepishly, "So what do you think I should do?"

"That's more like it." Yifei's lips curled into a smile.

She sat up straight, ready to give this bottom-ranked radio host a good lesson: "There are only four situations when you go out to solicit sponsorships."

"Value, relationships, personal charm, and the ability to flatter—having any one of these four can secure sponsorship."

Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head repeatedly: "I don't understand."

Nanfeng explained, "Yifei means that either your program is valuable enough that sponsoring the program is a sure thing."

"Either you have powerful connections, like if you and Wanyu switched roles, everyone would give you money to vote for GG because of your dad's influence."

"If your personal charm is outstanding enough to convince sponsors that you are a hidden gem, they will invest in you in advance."

Nanfeng shrugged: "If you can't do any of those three things, then you'll have to rely on sucking up. If you keep the sponsors happy, they might just throw in a million or two as sponsorship fees."

Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly realized: "So there are so many intricacies involved in getting sponsorship..."

Yu Mo turned to look at Nan Feng: "Has he never managed to secure any sponsorships or even get a GG?"

The south wind nodded.

"No wonder..."

Yifei continued, "I think you don't need to worry too much about value and relationships. Firstly, your radio program is already ranked last, so no matter what you do, you can't improve its value."

"Secondly, since Lisa is already helping you make connections, unless she's willing to go through the trouble of playing you, there's a very high chance that the GG company she introduces to you will sponsor your show."

"Wow, Yifei, you're so knowledgeable!" Meijia's eyes lit up as she listened.

Yifei proudly raised her head: "That's right. Don't you know what level I am? I've been having my student council officers handle sponsorships since high school."

As a remarkable person whose achievements and resume could fill three A4 pages, Yifei has been the class monitor and student council president since elementary school.

From student council affairs in high school to club activities in college, her experience in securing sponsorships far surpasses that of a radio host with zero business acumen.

"So all I can do now is fully showcase my personal charm or keep the sponsors happy?"

"Absolutely right," Yifei said, arms crossed. "I suggest you choose the second one, because it's much simpler than showcasing your personal charm."

Ziqiao's eyes lit up: "Teacher Zeng, why don't you invite the sponsors to our pool party?"

"Where did we get a pool party from?"

"As long as you nod your head in agreement, I can throw you the ultimate pool party in no time."

"Seafood buffet, unlimited drinks, and most importantly, a multitude of handsome men and beautiful women."

"I guarantee your sponsors will be in ecstasy, unable to stop wanting more!"

As Ziqiao spoke, his eyes began to sparkle with a dazzling light; he was already imagining the grand spectacle of the ultimate pool party.

"Handsome guy? At a party!"

Meijia picked up the braised pork knuckle and cheered, "Handsome guy! Handsome guy! Party! Party!"

"You all need to get hyped!"

"It sounds really good." Yu Mo, who always likes to join in the fun, agreed. "But I have a question: who's going to pay for this ultimate pool party? Does the radio station have the budget?"

Ziqiao immediately started whistling, as if it were none of his business.

Nanfeng rolled her eyes at Ziqiao, who was abusing his power for personal gain: "Lisa is obviously helping Teacher Zeng get preferential treatment and boost his performance. How could she possibly ask the station for funding?"

Zeng Xiaoxian clapped his hands in approval of Ziqiao's inhuman idea: "That's a great idea! If Lisa knew that I used my own money to help the radio station get sponsorships, she would be moved to tears."

"Right? I think it's a great idea too." Ziqiao instantly perked up. "Then it's settled! I'll get ready to contact the handsome guys and beautiful girls right away!"

"What a load of rubbish!"

Zeng Xiaoxian angrily pointed at Ziqiao and Meijia: "I beg you two, even if you can't come up with any normal ideas, please don't cause me any trouble, okay?"

"With all my savings, I'd still owe the radio station twenty years' worth of wages if I threw the ultimate pool party!"

"Lu Ziqiao, don't think I don't know you're just trying to pick up girls!"

Yifei grabbed Meijia by the ear and pulled her back to the sofa: "And you, Meijia, we need to focus on important matters now. Don't go crazy with Ziqiao!"

"Oh……"

Zeng Xiaoxian was still wavering between two paths, but after Ziqiao's unreliable idea, he immediately became determined.

Zeng Xiaoxian slapped the sofa: "I've made up my mind, there's no future in being a simp."

"Relying on sucking up to sponsors to get guys isn't a long-term solution. I choose the first one. Brother Xian needs to show off my personal charm."

Nanfeng nodded in agreement.

In fact, a top producer like Lisa wouldn't care whether Xiaoxian got sponsorships by flattering or through personal charm. After all, a sycophant who can get sponsorships by flattering isn't a true sycophant.

That's called the ability to advance or retreat with ease.

However, as a friend, Nanfeng certainly hopes that Teacher Zeng can win through his personal charm and ability, rather than through flattery, wine, women and food.

Besides, what working person would spend their own money to run a radio station?

That's just plain stupid.

but……

Nanfeng looked at Zeng Xiaoxian, who had ruined the suit he had given him into something resembling a cheap knock-off, and felt that if Zeng Xiaoxian wanted to rely on his personal charm, he would have a long and arduous road ahead.

Here it comes!

Happy Lunar New Year's Eve to everyone!

I feel that not many people read novels during the Spring Festival, so I've included my blessings in the title. That way, even book lovers who don't have time to read novels today might still catch a glimpse of my blessings.

As we approach the new year, let's all give our families a good hug, and please believe that the future will always be bright and promising.

Wishing you all the best in the new year.

Your friend, Sweet Potato Pigeon.

(End of this chapter)