Love Apartment Zhang Wei's powerful rebirth

In the evening, radio.

"Welcome to continue listening to, Your Moon, My Heart, I am a good man, I am Zeng Xiaoxian. Next, it's time for the quiz with prizes on our show.

Please note that our show has been running for a month without a winner, so our prize pool has accumulated very generous prizes.

Today's winning listener will not only receive two boxes of exquisite La Ling DVDs, but also a collector's edition signed by the host, a TV, a remote control, and a set of special cleaning tools." Zeng Xiaoxian said with a smile.

Hu Yifei os: Their TV station is really stingy.

"Today's topic is history. Oh, our lucky audience today has been chosen. Hello, what's your name?" Zeng Xiaoxian answered the audience's call.

"I am Mr. Lee."

"Mr. Li, please listen to the question. Historical records say that Huang Taiji died suddenly, but unofficial history generally believes that he was assassinated. Please explain." Zeng Xiaoxian was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Your question is too difficult. How should I know? It's not me who did it."

"I believe you are innocent. Thank you for the listener's participation. Thank you." Zeng Xiaoxian hung up the phone helplessly.

"There's another listener. Hello, what's your name?"

"My name is Wong."

"Hello, Miss Wang. Which came first, the Eastern Han Dynasty or the Western Han Dynasty?"

"Yeah, Dong."

"Could you please tell me why?"

"Because east comes first, east comes first."

"What you said makes a lot of sense. I know the correct answer might not make sense, but it's true that the Western Han Dynasty is in first place. Let's take the next call from the audience. Hello."

"Hello."

"It's a young lady with a very nice voice. May I ask your name?"

"Hello, hello."

"Excuse me, Miss, can you hear me?"

"Sure, my last name is Wei."

During the day, at 3602, everyone in Love Apartment played flying chess together.

"Is Teacher Zeng here?" Guan Gu asked, holding a letter in his hand.

"He's not at the station anymore. What is this?" Ziqiao was eating French fries.

"I found the envelope on the living room floor. It had his signature on it. It might have fallen out of my bag when I left." Guan Gu explained.

"It can't be a love letter, right?" Youyou said with a wicked smile.

After hearing Youyou's guess, Ziqiao snatched the letter from Guan Gu and opened it.

"Zi Qiao, this is a private letter, you can't peek at it." Guan Gu looked at Zi Qiao.

"This isn't called peeking. I'm doing this openly. It's my unshirkable duty to help my friend authenticate a love letter." Lu Ziqiao said righteously.

"You are incredible, Old Bu. You can read other people's letters so openly." Dali said speechlessly.

"Please, could you please lick your greasy paws clean before you do your duty? It's so disgusting." Yifei shuddered all over.

After hearing this, Ziqiao licked his fingers one by one.

"Ugh." Everyone saw Ziqiao's movements and felt like he was about to vomit.

"Sorry, I feel a little nauseous." Ziqiao covered his mouth and ran out after reading half of the envelope.

"We haven't felt sick yet, but he did." Youyou said in confusion.

"Dear leader, I am your devoted subordinate Zeng Xiaoxian." Youyou took the envelope and read it.

"Wow, Teacher Zeng is so manly that he writes a love letter to his leader." Yifei said a little jealously.

"The east wind blows thousands of miles and the red flag flutters, giving our motherland a new look. Over the years, I am grateful to the organization for its cultivation and care for me.

Not long ago, I heard the tragic news that Mr. Qian, the channel's deputy director, had suffered an epileptic seizure and remained in a coma. I couldn't sleep at night, tossing and turning, overcome with grief and filled with tears. Youyou frowned.

"What kind of idiom is this?" Guan Gu asked puzzledly.

"He must be in tears." Dali said helplessly.

"Teacher Zeng, was this infected by Guan Gu?" Zhang Wei complained.

"How can you not have epilepsy if you listen to Zeng Xiaoxian's program all day long?" Yifei laughed.

"However, the village cannot be without a leader for a day, and the channel cannot be without a director for a day. Faced with such an important vacancy, as a veteran who has silently dedicated many years to the broadcasting industry, I should show an attitude of "who else but me", so I formally submit an application for the position to the leadership." Youyou paused to take a breath.

"Oh, this is a job application letter." Guan Gu suddenly realized.

"I guess the leader reading this is about to have an epileptic seizure." Yifei rolled her eyes.

"This is a good thing. Teacher Zeng has made up his mind to find a job." Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"Please rest assured, leader. I will definitely be qualified for this position. To show my loyalty, I hereby promise you." Youyou paused, an uncomfortable expression emerging on her face.

"Why did it stop?" Guan Gu asked in confusion.

"Sorry, I feel a little nauseous." Youyou put down the letter, covered her mouth and ran out.

The four people present looked at Youyou who ran out of the door in confusion. Yifei moved to Youyou's position puzzled and continued watching.

"Ugh." Yifei covered her mouth and ran out halfway through watching.

"What happened to them?" Guan Gu took the letter and started reading.

"Ugh." After taking a few glances, Guan Gu put down the envelope, covered his mouth and ran out.

"My dear girlfriend, don't read it yet. Let me read it first." Zhang Wei looked at Guan Gu who ran away. After making up his mind, he picked up the letter and started reading.

"I finally know why they're feeling sick. It's because of Teacher Zeng's flattery." Zhang Wei was speechless.

"What?" Dali asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just some very disgusting and flattering work. With a cover letter written like this, there's no chance you'll get the job." Zhang Wei said helplessly.

Zeng Xiaoxian OS: To show my loyalty, I hereby assure the leadership that the leadership's requirements are my pursuits, the leadership's encouragement is my motivation, and the leadership's ideas are my practices.

The leader's expression is my mood, the leader's hobbies are my hobbies, and the leader's lover is my lover. (Leader:?)

"My dear boyfriend, you seem very calm." Dali said with a blink of his eyes.

"Hey, I fought too many lawsuits in my previous life. I've seen everything and I'm used to it." Zhang Wei threw the letter into the trash can.

"My dear boyfriend, are you planning to write a letter for Teacher Zeng?" Dali knows his little man too well.

"Hehe, my girlfriend really understands me. If I hand in this job application letter, Teacher Zeng will probably have no hope of finding a job. We have been friends for so many years, so I'll help if I can." Zhang Wei took another piece of paper from Zeng Xiaoxian's room and started writing.

"Okay, done. I'll ask Youyou to deliver it to Teacher Zeng later." Zhang Wei packed the letter.

"My dear boyfriend, do you think Teacher Zeng can find a job successfully?" Dali sat next to Zhang Wei, shaking his little feet.

"It depends on Teacher Zeng himself, but I believe in Teacher Zeng, Teacher Zeng, his ability is no problem." Zhang Wei recalled and commented.

"My dear girlfriend, let's not worry about anything else and go out for dinner first." Zhang Wei picked up Dali as usual.

"Okay, my dear boyfriend." Dali said happily.

Yifei ps: No, I don’t think I can eat today.

Guan Gu ps: Teacher Zeng’s words of flattery are really amazing.