Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 191 Nolan's Phone Call

Although Xiaoxian had some reservations about where the hard-earned money belonged, it was clear that no one really cared about such things.

Or rather, given Zi Qiao's personality, it's already quite considerate of him to only ask for this small amount of hard-earned money as tuition.

Besides, apart from Zeng Xiaoxian thinking that his autographed photos are best-sellers, does anyone really think that this thing can sell for a lot of money?

Ultimately, this was just Zi Qiao's little quirky hobby; he simply enjoyed seeing people get their comeuppance.

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

Ziqiao patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder: "I divide the bar's customers into three difficulty levels: [Family], [Fans], and [Strangers]."

"You complete the game for today by playing through the different difficulty levels in order and finally selling the autographed photo to a [stranger]."

"Wait a minute..." Guan Gu asked, puzzled, "What kind of family are you referring to?"

Ziqiao pointed to all his friends present: "Isn't it obvious who my family is?"

"Well, we really should thank you for treating us like family," Mika sneered.

Yifei raised her eyes and threatened, "Lu Ziqiao, you want to make money off us? Are you desperate for it?"

"Stop! It's not me trying to make money off you, it's him." Ziqiao shifted the blame to the innocent-looking Teacher Zeng.

"Huh???" Zeng Xiaoxian looked completely confused.

What does this have to do with me?

I was passive from beginning to end.

Seeing that everyone's expressions were getting increasingly hostile, Ziqiao quickly said, "It's really not that I wanted to swindle your money, it's just that Teacher Zeng's level is too low, and I'm afraid he won't be able to handle fighting a big monster all at once."

"If we're talking about who in the whole bar could possibly buy his autographed photo besides you guys?"

The crowd hesitated, but Ziqiao's words did indeed make a lot of sense.

Nanfeng laughed and said, "It really is true that it's easier to make money from family than from fans."

Ziqiao rubbed his hands together and said seriously, "Besides, I asked Teacher Zeng to promote it, not to force anyone to buy or sell it."

"If he doesn't sell it in a way that makes you interested in buying, you can simply not pay."

"You need to understand, you are the examiners now, not ATMs."

Nanfeng saw that everyone else's faces lit up with excitement when they heard the word "examiner," and even the stingiest Zhang Wei was eager to give it a try.

He gave Ziqiao a thumbs up, then instructed Xiaoxian, "Watch carefully and learn well."

"As long as you can learn the essence of Ziqiao's swindling from the moment he arrived at the bar until now, that will be more than enough."

Despite Ziqiao's seemingly logical and well-reasoned analysis from beginning to end, if you remove all the fancy superficialities, you will only see this one thing.

Zi Qiao, who was originally responsible for teaching Zeng Xiaoxian how to chat, can now do absolutely nothing.

He just needs to sit back and wait for Zeng Xiaoxian to enthusiastically promote the autographed photos, and then sit back and wait to collect the money.

Moreover, Ziqiao only needed a few words to coax everyone in the apartment into becoming potential customers for Xiaoxian's sales pitch.

It's worth noting that people's attitude towards Zeng Xiaoxian's autographed photos was that they wouldn't even glance at them.

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

[They're so desperate for money, they're even trying to sell to me!]

But after Yifei tacitly allowed Zeng Xiaoxian to promote himself to her, could Yifei, with her personality, really withstand Zeng Xiaoxian's persistent pleading and calling her "Feifei"?

Then there's Yu Mo, who's never short of money; Mei Jia, who spends money on a whim; Guan Gu, who's kind-hearted... and myself, who's always looking for trouble.

Ziqiao made nearly five hundred yuan just by talking.

The biggest expense he incurred in the entire deception scheme was only the twenty-odd pages of the Lüshi Chunqiu table of contents; the rest, even the autographed photos, were provided by Zeng Xiaoxian himself.

Ziqiao may not be a good teacher, but he proved with his actions that he was indeed the best person in charge of the "conversation skills" transformation project.

Everyone was stunned by Nanfeng's deception, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't find any flaws in Ziqiao's words.

This is normal, because the logic behind this matter is sound.

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

of course can.

Does Zeng Xiaoxian really need to promote his autographed photos if he wants to improve his conversation skills?

of course not.

So when you start to think about whether this line of reasoning is reasonable, you've already fallen into Zi Qiao's trap.

"Never mind, I think it would be better to personally teach Teacher Zeng the core points of the conversation techniques."

Ziqiao grabbed Xiaoxian and started walking out. He knew Nanfeng wasn't so easily fooled.

The most insightful yet most confused person in the world is none other than Nanfeng, who hears countless things every day yet remains silent.

The secrets and backstabbing among so many people became the spiritual nourishment that helped this little fox mature.

In fact, besides reminding Zeng Xiaoxian to watch and learn carefully, Nanfeng was also reminding Ziqiao of something.

Regardless of what Ziqiao is up to behind the scenes, he at least wants to teach Zeng Xiaoxian a lesson.

As long as you get the important business done, Nanfeng can pretend to be ignorant about other things that aren't too unreasonable.

This was clearly within Ziqiao's expectations.

Seeing that Ziqiao was pulling him further and further away, Zeng Xiaoxian asked in confusion, "Can't we just sit here and study?"

"Idiot, if they already know the key points, how are you going to sell your autographed photos to them?"

Ziqiao led Xiaoxian to another corner of the bar, leaving Nanfeng and the other six to sit leisurely on the sofa.

After thinking for a long time, still unable to figure out where Ziqiao was secretly plotting something behind their backs, Yifei nudged Nanfeng's shoulder: "What did you mean by what you just said?"

"No, I was just trying to scare Ziqiao." Nanfeng smiled.

Yifei wanted to ask more questions, but Meijia interrupted her.

"Let's not worry about that for now. We're just sitting here waiting for Ziqiao and Teacher Zeng to come back. We don't know how long we'll have to wait."

"How about we have a drink first? Who's paying today?"

While Mika was talking about drinking, her eyes were fixed on the handsome men next to the bar.

Today was supposed to be Yifei's turn to treat everyone, but she didn't have much money in her wallet after buying that watch.

"Yifei, let's switch. It's my treat today."

Nanfeng glanced at Yifei, whose family fortune had been emptied by a watch, and chuckled to himself.

She really cares about Teacher Zeng.

Nanfeng raised her head slightly and said to everyone, "Today's expenses will be paid by Young Master Chu. What are you waiting for?"

"Order drinks, chat, and enjoy your free time."

The remaining five cheered and, instead of calling the bartenders for menus, rushed towards the bar under Meijia's lead.

"Don't forget to order me a lemonade," Nanfeng reminded him.

"Okay..." the five of them replied in unison.

Nanfeng looked at the five people, who were like five wild horses running free, and shook his head with a wry smile.

They really ran around like crazy!

It's pitiful that I'm only 21 years old and I've already become an empty nester.

Ugh……

Seeing that everyone was crowding around the bar to order and have fun, and guessing they wouldn't be back anytime soon, Nanfeng looked down at his phone.

I've been choosing a car for several days now, but I still have no clue what to do.

Or... should we trouble Dali again?

Nanfeng knows absolutely nothing about vehicle brands, engines, or motors; if you really let him choose for himself, who knows how long it would take.

However, if I tell Dali my requirements for the vehicle, Dali will definitely give me a perfect paper within 48 hours.

The paper will detail the recommended vehicle configurations, the expected value of each vehicle in meeting your requirements, nearby car purchase locations and detailed routes, the theoretical minimum price of the vehicle, and actual negotiation techniques, etc.

It emphasizes saving time, effort, and worry.

After thinking it over, Nanfeng decided not to add any extra workload to her god-sister.

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

Dali is a person who can't sit still. Despite being repeatedly told not to skip grades, she has decided to enjoy her university life while also taking the exams for a hundred different professional certificates.

Although he didn't understand why anyone would want to get certificates in every industry, all he could do was respect, understand, and try not to cause trouble for the little guy.

Nanfeng continued learning about vehicles, but a phone call that suddenly popped up on the screen stunned him.

Could something unexpected happen at this critical juncture?

Nanfeng nervously pressed the call button and softly called out, "Hello, Sister Nuolan."

"I already told you to just call me Nuolan."

The woman's voice on the other end of the phone sounded warm and friendly, soft and bright. Even Nanfeng had to admit that she was born to be a broadcaster.

Curry Sauce is already considered a talented child, but compared to Nolan, her so-called talent is like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.

Nuolan then asked, "Nanfeng, I called to ask you if the matter you asked me to help with was this afternoon?"

"Yes, the time we agreed on when I asked you for help was this afternoon."

Nanfeng asked in confusion, "Did something happen to you, Sister Nuolan?"

"no."

Nuolan chuckled softly on the other end of the phone: "You haven't sent me your address yet. I thought you might have changed the dates."

"Sorry, I forgot."

Upon hearing this, Nanfeng awkwardly slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, I'll send you the address in a bit, I'm really sorry."

I forgot to send the address when I asked for help, and the person had to call to remind me.

I really have a goldfish brain.

"Nanfeng, who are you talking to on the phone? You even need to send your address?"

While Yifei and her friends were still strolling around the bar, Ziqiao and Xiaoxian were the first two to return.

Zeng Xiaoxian plopped down on the sofa and asked with a face full of curiosity.

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

"It's okay, see you this afternoon."

Nuolan's voice made Ziqiao's eyes light up immediately.

"OK."

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

Once Nanfeng was sure he had sent the address, he finally had time to answer Xiaoxian's question.

"This is the friend I mentioned before who was going to find to give you professional training; he's also a senior figure at your radio station."

"I invited her over to teach you about the things to keep in mind when seeking sponsorships, but I completely forgot to send her this address."

Ziqiao chuckled: "Judging from your voice, your friend must be very pretty."

"Innocent."

Before Nanfeng could reply, Zeng Xiaoxian answered decisively.

"Ziqiao, that's a very unprofessional question you're asking."

As the saying goes: there are no live performances at parties, no truthful interviews, and no beautiful women on the radio!

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

"is that so?"

Ziqiao looked at Nanfeng suspiciously; that voice just now sounded like that of a great beauty.

Nanfeng smiled without saying a word.

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)