Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 554 Zhanbo's Determination

In the private room of Xiao Nan Guo, apart from Zhanbo, who was supposed to treat everyone but was nowhere to be seen, almost everyone else had already arrived.

The reason I say that they've basically all arrived is because...

"Where's Zhang Wei? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

Because of her mobility issues, Yifei, who was sitting in Feixing's wheelchair, stretched her neck and looked around but couldn't see Zhang Wei anywhere.

It has to be said that, among all of Xiao Hei's many random inventions, the most useful one is this high-tech flying star wheelchair.

It helped Guan Gu race cars, helped Teacher Zeng run over the overpass, and now it has become Yi Fei's ride. It's no exaggeration to say that it has made great contributions to the apartment.

Perhaps in the future, when people have the opportunity to introduce the Feixing wheelchair to others, they will say, "It's not an ordinary wheelchair; it's a wheelchair that has made contributions and helped them a lot."

Although "Yu Mo" already knows the truth about "Yi Fei's" sprained ankle and can understand her injury.

But looking at her ankle, which was swollen like a bun, Yu Mo still felt indescribably uncomfortable, as if her own ankle was starting to hurt.

Wait, that's my ankle!

Nanfeng explained, "Zhang Wei went to be a driver for his superiors, and he probably won't be back until very late."

"Driver? Zhang Wei?"

Wan Yu blinked curiously: "When did Zhang Wei start working part-time as a driver?"

Nanfeng shrugged: "There's nothing we can do, that's how law firms are."

"You can't hire a driver in Shanghai for three or four thousand yuan, but you can hire a bunch of legal assistants who have passed the bar exam and have C1 driver's licenses, not to mention Zhang Wei hasn't even passed the bar exam yet."

"Wow……"

Wan Yu stared blankly, her mouth agape. Even after working odd jobs for so long, she couldn't imagine how she could live in Shanghai on a monthly salary of only three or four thousand yuan.

Yu Mo nudged Nan Feng: "Don't say that in front of Zhang Wei, it will hurt him."

"It's alright, Zhang Wei isn't someone who can be defeated by just a few words."

"I told him this a long time ago, and he..."

Nanfeng recalled Zhang Wei's reaction at the time: "He was quite optimistic about his future development."

"That's good."

Curry Sauce was sipping her drink through a straw like a black hamster when she looked at Youyou and asked curiously, "Youyou, did you pass your audition for that play?"

Youyou covered her face with her hands, making a fake sobbing gesture, and then shrugged as if nothing had happened.

Of course, it's impossible for it to pass. Even if Shakespeare's plays don't use human language at all, they still wouldn't hire an actress who doesn't actually speak human language.

However, Youyou was already used to it, after all, she was Tang Youyou.

Meijia and Ziqiao exchanged a quick glance, then turned their attention to Xiaoxian, who was dressed in a navy blue suit and looked calm and elegant.

As a suit connoisseur, Ziqiao immediately recognized that this suit was very expensive, extremely expensive. So expensive that any discerning girl who recognized the suit would immediately assume that Teacher Xian was a rich second-generation heir.

Ziqiao began to have doubts; this thing was much more useful than his fake BMW key.

After all, while there's no shortage of big-breasted, brainless beauties these days, their intelligence and awareness of fraud prevention have generally improved.

Not all girls will feel like they own a BMW parked outside when they see their fake BMW keychain.

Meijia's eyes darted around for a while before she finally asked directly, "Teacher Xian, how did you and that Yan Yan meet?"

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Xian in the suit honestly said, "I was too excited last night to sleep, so I went to a bar to drink."

"I happened to run into Yan Yan. I had a vague impression of her. She also knew Zeng Xiaoxian, the bottom-ranked king. We started chatting after a while."

"oh."

Meijia glanced at Yifei slyly, and seeing that Yifei wasn't looking in their direction at all, she covered her mouth and whispered, "So, do you have even a little bit of... feelings for this Yan Yan...?"

Xiao Xian, dressed in a suit, smiled knowingly: "You want to ask me if I like Yan Yan?"

Meijia nodded repeatedly.

"Meijia, you're overthinking it," Xiaoxian in a suit said casually. "I still prefer mature, steady, wise, and decisive career women."

"They not only save you trouble, but they also save you twenty years of hard work."

Meijia and Ziqiao glanced at "Yifei".

A mature, steady, wise, and decisive career woman?

Yifei doesn't seem to fit the description of a strong woman at all, does she?

No, the word "woman" might be questionable; she's simply a strong-willed person.

Isn't Teacher Kexian's idea of ​​finding a career-driven woman to live off is a bit too vulgar?

Even Zi Qiao never considered finding a rich young lady to sell himself for personal gain and live a life of luxury as a son-in-law of a wealthy family.

Seeing their expressions, Xiao Xian in the suit knew they had misunderstood. He made a rare joke: "So I'm planning to invite this career-driven woman to dinner tomorrow night, and also tell her my true feelings."

Ziqiao and Meijia were stunned upon hearing this, and even Nanfeng couldn't help but glance at Xiaoxian in his suit.

[In his inner world, Xiao Xian in his suit curled into a mischievous smile.]

[Actually, the career-driven woman I'm planning to treat to dinner tomorrow... is Lisa.]

As for why I treated my boss to dinner, it's because I really want to get promoted.

What? In what aspect has progressed?

With Zeng Xiaoxian's pitiful stamina, what kind of progress could he possibly make?

I can't expect my boss to put all the pressure on me, can I?

Completely unaware that Xiao Xian in a suit was going to have dinner with Lisa, Zi Qiao and Mei Jia exchanged a silent glance, seemingly having reached a consensus on some strange matters.

They originally thought Teacher Xian was going to enjoy life and love, but judging from his attitude, he seems to want to live off a woman.

Don't you really want to put in any effort at all?

That's true. It's not easy for Teacher Xian to come out, so all the talk about hard work is superfluous for him.

Just as Ziqiao and Meijia were filled with worry, Zhanbo, whom everyone had been eagerly anticipating, finally arrived.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Zhanbo carried a long, thin rectangular object covered with a red cloth and excitedly entered the private room.

Yifei stared at the long strip on Zhanbo's shoulder and guessed, "This thing... is it a plaque?"

Wan Yu stroked her chin and said, "It could also be a door panel that was sawed off."

Zhanbo slammed what looked like a plaque he was carrying onto the table, then craned his neck excitedly, looking around. "Is everyone here?"

Nanfeng explained again, "Zhang Wei went to be a driver for his superiors, and he probably won't be back until very late."

"Oh, I see."

Zhanbo looked slightly disappointed upon hearing this, but he quickly perked up and asked, "Have you ordered all the food?"

"not yet."

Yifei waved her hand, eagerly pressing for an answer: "Putting aside whether anyone's here or whether we've ordered food, Zhanbo, what important thing are you going to announce tonight?"

"Oh, oh, that's exactly what I was going to say."

Zhanbo nodded sheepishly, and then announced some shocking news in front of everyone.

"I plan to quit my job and start a small company."

"Start a company?!?"

A series of exclamations, like a landslide or a tsunami, suddenly erupted in the private room of Xiao Nan Guo. Apart from Nan Feng, everyone was dumbfounded and could not believe what Zhan Bo had said.

Exhibition? Starting a company?

This is too ridiculous!

Yifei stared at Zhanbo in disbelief and said, "Zhanbo, are you kidding me?"

Seeing Yifei's appearance, Zhanbo instinctively shrank back and dared not make a sound. But after he gripped the plaque on the table tightly with both hands, Zhanbo mustered up his courage and said loudly, "Sister, I'm not joking. I really plan to quit my job and start a small company."

"Nonsense!"

Yifei subconsciously denied Zhanbo: "Zhanbo, do you think starting a company is something you can decide on a whim?"

Have you researched the company registration process? Have you thought about the company's main business and departmental structure? Do you have a location in mind for the company?

"You haven't even understood any of this, how can you..."

"I've researched all of this and planned it out."

Zhanbo's words directly interrupted Yifei's rambling speech. He took a deep breath, raised his head under Nanfeng's encouraging gaze, and said with utmost seriousness, "Sister, I know you are worried about me, but I am no longer a child."

"The idea of ​​starting a company was not a decision I made on a whim, nor was it an irresponsible act towards my own life."

"In the past two months, I have thought out the entire process of registering the company, the main business direction and future development, and even the location of the company."

"As soon as I resign, I am confident that I can get my company up and running on the most basic level within a month."

"Zhanbo, you..."

Yifei stared at Zhanbo with the same look she had given him as if he were a monster she had never seen before.

She had never seen Zhanbo like this before, so earnest, persistent, and opinionated.

If she hadn't known that the person in front of her was her younger brother, "Yifei" would have insisted on getting the alien attached to Zhanbo out of her brother's body.

For a moment, Yifei didn't know what to say. She could only wave her hand and say to the others, "Let me calm down, calm down. If you have any questions for him, just ask him."

As Yifei spoke, the guys who had been stunned by Zhanbo finally shut their mouths.

Youyou tugged at Guangu, who immediately understood and asked, "Zhanbo, why did you decide to start a company? Is this your dream?"

Upon hearing this, everyone stared at Zhanbo strangely. They knew that Zhanbo had been pursuing his dream, but recently they hadn't heard him mention it much.

They thought Zhanbo had given up for the time being, but judging from what Zhanbo just said, he had thought everything through silently before revealing his true intentions to everyone.

However, everyone felt that starting a company didn't seem very relevant to Zhanbo's dream. Judging from Zhanbo's personality, his dream should be much grander.

For example... saving the world?

I'm coming

(End of this chapter)