Love Apartment: South Wind Passage

Transformers? Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the model of Optimus Prime that Wan Yu took out from her bag with a look of astonishment on his face, Why do you like this too? I thought only Zhanbo would like this kind of thing.

Wanyu said with a smile: This is from my childhood. I treasure it the most. I sleep with it every day, so I always keep it with me.

lie.

Nanfeng didn't even need to listen too carefully to confirm Wanyu's lie.

He turned his head and looked at the Transformers in Wanyu's hand carefully. Nanfeng had never been interested in Transformers, but he couldn't help Zhan Bo from teaching him these things every day when he was a child, especially showing off his limited edition set of Transformers.

If Nanfeng remembers correctly, that set of Transformers should have been saved by Zhanbo after he was busy writing codes for others at a young age. Even so, Nanfeng still had to ask Aunt Gu to go to the United States in person to buy it. Get the limited edition.

At this moment, this limited edition Optimus Prime made in the United States twenty years ago still looks like it just left the factory. The red metal body reflects the brilliant color under the sunlight. Even the best eyesight may not be able to see this. A tiny scratch was found on the Transformer.

Cleaning, maintenance, waxing, antioxidant... It's hard to imagine how much time and effort the owner of this figure put into it.

Nan Feng was thinking to himself, but heard in his ears that Wan Yu and Zeng Xiaoxian had already started discussing how much this thing could be sold for.

They didn't talk loudly, but it was somewhat harsh.

Excuse me. Nanfeng felt his brows jump when he heard the price they set, If this Optimus Prime is only worth two hundred and five, even if you sell all five of them, it will only be less than one thousand and thirty, so what's the use of it? ah.

For some reason, Nanfeng did not intend to expose Wanyu's lies all at once.

He pretended not to know why and asked: Wanyu, I remember that all of your bags and jewelry are luxury jewelry. If you sell them, you won't have half a year's rent.

How can those luxury jewelry be sold so easily? Wanyu complained, Last month I planned to sell bags and jewelry to replenish my blood, but as soon as I got to know about it, I realized that the second-hand luxury jewelry industry is not as simple as selling it if you want. It can be sold with just one.”

Zeng Xiaoxian asked curiously: Didn't you just buy those luxury accessories of yours before? Logically speaking, the certificates and procedures are complete, but you still can't sell them?

Wan Yu was a little embarrassed: I lost those anti-counterfeiting certificates as soon as I got them.

Ah? Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes almost popped out, Why?

I have been doing this since I was a child. Those certificates are useless and take up space. Of course, I threw them away as soon as I got them. Wan Yu said with a sad face, I didn't expect that one day I would have to sell jewelry. Bao Bao will pay the rent.

Then you lost all the certificates before, how do you prove that those luxury jewelry are genuine? Zeng Xiaoxian was very curious.

Teacher Zeng, with Wanyu's identity, even if she carries a fake bag at first glance, others will only think it is a special item. Nanfeng smiled, What certificate can compare to the identity of the daughter of Lin's International Bank? More useful?

Hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian's teeth started to itch with jealousy: That does make sense... This is the life of rich people.

Yes, so I can't tell everyone that I am the eldest lady of Lin's International Bank, and the luxury jewelry I sell to you must be authentic, otherwise everyone will think that I am crazy.

And if someone really believed it and called me to exchange the bonus, I would be in trouble.

But if my luxury accessories are really sold as second-hand goods, I will not only feel distressed but also physically hurt. Then I might as well sell this Transformers toy. At least I won't lose anything no matter how much I lose.

Nan Feng nodded. It was obvious that Wan Yu was familiar with the prices of luxury accessories, but she knew nothing about the prices of handicrafts.

Since Wanyu is in a hurry to sell it, why don't you sell it to me? I'll pay you four hundred a piece, which is enough for your one month's rent.

Wan Yu smiled broadly: That's great, I didn't expect you to like this too, Nanfeng.

I don't like it, but Zhan Bo likes it. Nanfeng said casually, but in fact he had been paying attention to Wan Yu's expression, It happened to be three months since Zhan Bo returned to China, and I, as an elder brother, didn't say anything. I plan to Give him this set of Transformers as a gift.

Wan Yu couldn't laugh now: This... is not good.

Nan Feng secretly sighed in his heart. Before, he was afraid of wrongly blaming a good person, but now it seems that this set of Transformers is indeed the treasure of that silly boy Zhan Bo.

But if you really say that Wan Yu stole this Nanfeng and sold it, you won't believe it. It's most likely that Zhan Bo himself gave the figure model to Wan Yu as a gift.

However, his treasures and hers are just like this.

What's wrong? Nanfeng continued to ask. Although he had already gotten the answer he wanted, he still went on with the drama.

Zhanbo, Zhanbo already has an identical set. Wouldn't it be superfluous for you to give it to him again?

Even Zeng Xiaoxian could tell something was wrong with Wanyu's lame explanation: How do you know Zhanbo has the exact same one?

Well……

Nanfeng pushed Zeng Xiaoxian: Okay, why are you asking so many questions? I'm not sure whether the two of them have shown each other their treasures, or it's more important to help Wanyu collect the rent first.

He gave Zeng Xiaoxian a gesture that only those within their residents' committee could understand. This set of gestures was generally used when a group of people was mediating between residents.

Some words are not convenient to say in front of the residents, so they can only make gestures to let their companions understand what they mean.

The meaning of Nanfeng's gesture is: don't talk nonsense, put me first and cooperate.

Zeng Xiaoxian understood. He hesitated for a while and then said: Yes, yes, it's more important that we help you collect the rent first. Sell Transformers, right? I'll help you get out right away.

Wan Yu let out a sigh of relief, and it was precisely because of this that she didn't see Nan Feng's meaningful eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxian occasionally sells his autographed photos online. Although he doesn't sell any of them, this does not affect his rich experience as a seller. This kind of online sales is a piece of cake for him.

He ran back to the room to get his laptop, and then uploaded the photos of the objects he had just taken, and the whole operation went smoothly.

It's done, Wanyu. I've posted the auction information for you on many major trading websites. There should be news soon.

Thank you so much, Teacher Zeng. Wan Yu smiled happily.

Haha, you're welcome. Zeng Xiaoxian smiled dryly and glanced at Nanfeng secretly. Although he didn't understand what he wanted to do, based on his understanding of him, it was obviously not just to help Wan Yu sell things.

Nanfeng smiled and narrowed his eyes: I hope I can help you.

Before Wan Yu noticed anything was wrong, Zeng Xiaoxian was already scared to death by Nan Feng's fox-like smile: Well, if nothing happens, I'll go to the bedroom first. You also know that I will be on TV the day after tomorrow, so I have to hurry up. Practice again.”

Before the two of them could reply, Zeng Xiaoxian ran back to his bedroom with his computer in his arms.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so leave immediately.

After Wan Yu finished handling the selling matters, she looked at the time: I have an interview in the afternoon, so I have to rush there. Goodbye Nanfeng.

Goodbye Wanyu. Nanfeng still smiled softly.

After Wanyu left, Nanfeng took out the phone in his hand and dialed a number.

Hey, Zhanbo? Can you come back during your lunch break? I have something I want to talk to you about.

…

What would you like to talk with me?

In the bar on a sunny day, a beautiful woman with flaming red lips looked at Lu Ziqiao who came to chat with her and smiled softly.

She was wearing a red dress that was warm and flamboyant. Her curly hair was spread over her shoulders without much modification, and the faint smile raised at the corner of her mouth was decent and charming.

Should we call each other a title before we talk? Zi Qiao held the wine glass and touched it gently to the wine glass on the woman's table: You can call me Lu Xiaobu, Lu Bu when Lu Bu is alive.

Lu Bu, what a strange name. Facing the man who came to chat with her, the beauty showed no shyness or coyness like an ordinary girl. She raised her glass of wine to gesture to Zi Qiao.

You can call me Harley Quinn.

Zi Qiao's eyes twitched: Harley Quinn? It's such a special title. Most people probably wouldn't call her such a nickname.

You can call me Lu Bu, why can't I call you Harley Quinn? Miss Harley Quinn smiled, like a blooming peony.

This is not like what a Chinese would call themselves. Zi Qiao looked at the other person's typical oriental appearance and joked, Beautiful Chinese girls usually compare themselves to Xi Shi and Diao Chan.

Harley Quinn understood: This is why you, Lu Bu, hang out in the bar, so have you found your Diao Chan?

Found it, but she seems to prefer being a Harley Quinn.

Zi Qiao stared at the bright and gorgeous beauty in front of her like an oil painting, as if she was facing an unprecedented challenge in her life.

This is not only because the other party is one of the few beauties he has ever seen in his life, but also because the other party has a temperament that fascinates him.

Zi Qiao never believed in love at first sight. Although this word was often used by him to chat up beautiful women, he knew in his heart that he was purely interested in it.

love at first sight? Come on, you just saw a face and a body and fell in love after the first meeting?

What is that if it's not lustful?

When you meet for the first time, there is no communication or understanding. You can’t even figure out whether the other person is a human or a ghost.

Who knows what kind of unscrupulous scumbag is hidden under the other person's well-dressed appearance.

That's right, Zi Qiao was talking about himself.

However, this time, Zi Qiao had to admit that even if love at first sight was pure nonsense, even if some people were sitting quietly at the bar, she was still the brightest pearl in the sea of ​​people.

Even though this pearl had traces of deep carving by others visible to the naked eye, Zi Qiao was still moved.

So what if the other person has someone in his heart? Anyway, she is single now. Can she still influence my ability to pick up girls?

For this reason, he was even bold enough to start his attack plan in the Sunny Bar, a place where everyone often gathers.

Perhaps, this can be considered love at first sight.