Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 244 Ziqiao's Unrestrained Laughter

Although Ziqiao had helped Yifei and Teacher Zeng with a lot of tenant mediation work for the residents' committee, this was his first time visiting the residents' committee.

In fact, the residents' committee of Love Apartment is not much different from residents' committees in other places. Both the decoration and the internal facilities are similar to what Ziqiao imagined.

It stands out as rigid, inflexible, and old-fashioned.

However, if we had to pinpoint the difference between the residents' committee of Love Apartment and other residents' committees, it would be that the apartment's residents' committee has more young people than others.

Logically speaking, the members of the residents' committee are usually retired elderly people with plenty of time to help others.

However, since last year, Love Apartment has been moving towards a younger and more couple-oriented direction, and the number of young tenants in the apartment has already far exceeded the number of tenants over forty years old in the past few months.

The Sunset Red Apartments across the street have indeed attracted many elderly residents, including many members of the residents' committee.

In this situation, the members of the residents' committee will obviously become younger and younger.

In fact, Zeng Xiaoxian and Yifei had considered bringing Lu Ziqiao into the residents' committee, since his mediation skills were indeed very useful.

Most importantly, although the members of the residents' committee do not receive a salary, they can still enjoy half-price rent and free utilities.

However, because of the past incident of the four major factions besieging Love Apartment, Zi Qiao obviously doesn't have a good reputation with the residents' committee.

So Xiaoxian and Yifei had no choice but to abandon this idea.

Nanfeng led Ziqiao to an office, took a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it to Ziqiao: "Sit down, have some water first."

"Sure, Nanfeng, is this your office?"

As Ziqiao took the water from Nanfeng, he looked around curiously.

He pointed to another desk in the office: "Whose desk is this?"

"This is Teacher Zeng's desk. The other two vice chairmen are in another room, and the chairman has his own room."

Ziqiao's eyes darted around: "I heard that the residents' committee is mainly handled by you four vice chairpersons."

"More or less," Nanfeng nodded.

"So what is your chairman's job?"

Nanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "I'll be responsible for being the mascot."

"What?"

"Just kidding," Nanfeng said softly. "The chairman plays a very important role. He has to fight for the interests of all of us tenants, even if it means getting scolded by the landlord, and he also has to deal with the street leaders and get scolded by them."

Ziqiao finally understood: "I get it, so he's the one who gets scolded."

This is worse than being a mascot.

Ziqiao rubbed his hands together and asked with a grin, "If I can get along well with all four of you vice chairmen, does that mean I can do whatever I want in the Love Apartment?"

Nanfeng shrugged: "I can give you half an hour of free time. Go and give it a try."

"The remaining two vice chairmen are in 106."

"real?"

Ziqiao stared at Nanfeng suspiciously: "Why are you suddenly being so kind?"

"I knew you wouldn't dare."

Nanfeng sneered, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't do it. Well then, let's get right to today's work."

"Wait, let me go check it out first."

As Ziqiao spoke, he ran towards 106, while Nanfeng just looked at the door with a mischievous grin.

Less than five minutes later, Nanfeng heard Ziqiao running back in a panic.

"Damn it, Nanfeng, you're kidding me!"

"Why didn't you tell me that one of the vice-chairmen was my ex-girlfriend!"

Ziqiao rushed into Nanfeng's office with a look of panic and quickly locked the door.

Nanfeng pretended not to know and said, "This is your ex-girlfriend, how would I know?"

"I'd be a fool to believe you!"

Ziqiao knew that Nanfeng was definitely doing it on purpose.

Nanfeng shrugged: "You said yourself that you wanted to build good relationships with all four vice chairmen. I was just pointing you in the right direction."

"Besides, didn't you promise us that from now on we'd break up peacefully and amicably? What are you afraid of?"

“Eh…”

Ziqiao was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized and patted the door.

"Yeah, that explains why she just pointed at me and started cursing, but didn't rush over and slap me."

Ziqiao let out a long breath and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

Nanfeng stared at Ziqiao, wondering why he seemed to have a somewhat lost feeling.

"Alright, now that you're all back, let's get to work."

Nanfeng gestured for Ziqiao to return to his seat, then pointed to the computer screen and asked, "I'm mainly responsible for event planning. What do you think you can handle?"

Ziqiao went over and saw that Nanfeng's work list contained a bunch of event planning entries.

[iPartment New Year's Eve Gala (Completed)]

[iPartment Valentine's Day Couple Challenge (To be implemented)]

[iPartment Annual Dating Event (To be determined)]

[Love Apartment Flying Star Wheelchair Racing (Failed)]

[Love Apartment Shopping District Carnival (Draft)]

……

Ziqiao felt dizzy just looking at these event plans.

"Why don't you tell me what all these parentheses mean?"

Nanfeng retorted, "I've written it so clearly and you still can't understand it? Did your PE teacher teach you Chinese?"

Seeing the confusion in Ziqiao's eyes, a typical sign of academic underachiever, Nanfeng could only patiently continue explaining to him.

After Nanfeng finished explaining, Ziqiao seemed to understand and said, "I understood everything you just said, but I don't know any of these event planning methods."

south wind:……

Why didn't you say so sooner? Why did you have to wait until I finished explaining everything before you said it?

Fortunately, Nanfeng had anticipated this. He pointed to the desk opposite him and said, "In that case, you should do what you're good at."

"It's up to you to mediate the residents' disputes."

"what!"

Upon hearing this, Ziqiao's face fell. It was that damned resident mediation again!

Although Ziqiao is eloquent, resourceful, knowledgeable, and has a keen eye, making him an excellent mediator of resident disputes, sometimes what one is good at is not necessarily what one likes.

Especially when it comes to trivial matters like mediating disputes among residents or persuading them to demolish illegal structures, even if you have strong mediation skills, you're bound to be met with a cold shoulder.

If it weren't for the fact that Zeng Xiaoxian and Yifei had always treated him very well, Ziqiao wouldn't have bothered with this mess.

You can argue all you want, build illegal structures however you want, even if the sky falls, it's not your place to hold it up.

For someone like him who lives in the underworld, conscience and kindness are extremely limited and precious resources; once used, they are gone.

Therefore, Ziqiao only intends to use his conscience and kindness on the people he cares about, and only when they truly need his help.

Nanfeng patted Ziqiao on the shoulder and stood up: "Stop yelling like that, don't waste this precious time."

"I think it's a complete waste to spend time on irrelevant people without any benefit," Zi Qiao muttered.

"Let's just do our part to help Teacher Zeng and Yifei. They've been very busy lately, so we'll help them in any way we can."

"That's barely acceptable, but when I get back I'll have to get each of them to treat me to four braised pork knuckles to make up for it."

Ziqiao stood up shakily, feeling weak in the legs after his morning run.

Nanfeng walked smoothly to Zeng Xiaoxian's desk and took out the information materials he had asked him to prepare the day before from the desk drawer.

"There are three disputes among residents, and another one involving the unauthorized construction of an illegal building on the first floor."

"These are all cases where Teacher Zeng visited and tried to mediate and persuade them several times, but he was unable to resolve the issues."

Nanfeng patted the documents in his hand and sneered, "It's only because Yifei hasn't had time lately that they've become so arrogant."

Teacher Zeng alone is too weak and easily bullied; he needs Yifei by his side to help keep things under control.

Of course, if only Yifei goes to mediate and negotiate, then in less than three days everyone will probably think that the residents' committee is a gathering place for a bunch of barbarians.

Therefore, Zeng Xiaoxian and Yifei, this mediation duo, can be described as one firm and one gentle, and neither can be missing.

Ziqiao took the documents from Nanfeng and pouted, "Speaking of which, aren't you all vice chairmen? Why do you still have to do the work yourself?"

Nanfeng rolled her eyes at Ziqiao: "How many people are there in the residents' committee? When things are quiet, they might call you vice chairman, but when things are busy, who would dare not work? The old men and women in the residents' committee will really point their fingers at you and scold you."

"Of course, except for our respected chairman who can have some free time, since he has to take the blame for us... and be the scapegoat."

Nanfeng's words made Ziqiao start to feel sorry for the resident committee chairman he had never met.

A boss who is willing to take the blame for their subordinates and also help them get scolded is every office worker's dream.

No wonder Nanfeng initially called him a mascot.

So the two left the residents' committee. Including lunch time, they were busy from a little after nine in the morning until a little after two in the afternoon. During this time, Ziqiao's lips were almost worn out from talking so much.

It was already 3 p.m. when Nanfeng and Ziqiao returned to the apartment. Ziqiao, who was parched from the stress of the day, was leaning back on the sofa, gulping down lemonade.

"This tangy flavor is unbelievable!"

Ziqiao experienced the charm of lemonade for the first time.

Nanfeng sat to the side, sipping his lemonade and gazing at the scenery outside the balcony, lost in thought.

"Let's go, it's time to begin your last experience."

After an unknown amount of time, Nanfeng, having regained her senses, spoke softly to Ziqiao.

"The last item?"

Ziqiao was somewhat surprised: "But it's only a little past three in the afternoon. Aren't you planning to torture me again tonight?"

"You think it's fun to keep torturing yourself?"

"Okay, that's quite interesting."

Nanfeng paused for a moment, then continued, "However, I'd rather have the evenings to myself."

He stood up, pointed to the instrument storage room, and said, "Ready to begin your concert?"

Ziqiao raised an eyebrow: "So your last experience is a musical instrument?"

"Of course, I won't teach you how to use the instrument this time. Do you think you can handle it?" Nanfeng looked at the person in front of him with a confident expression, who didn't seem to have any musical talent at all.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Zi Qiao looked up at the sky and burst into unrestrained laughter like a dark fairy: "Hahahaha, hahahaha..."

Nanfeng asked in surprise, "Why is my son Fengxian laughing?"

"I laugh at my godfather's lack of strategy, I laugh at your unwise South Wind."

Ziqiao stood up triumphantly, put his hands on his hips, and said smugly, "I originally planned to interact with you as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was contempt."

"I'm not pretending anymore. I'm the explosive drummer of the Iron Pectoral Muscles band. I'm coming clean."

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)