In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"My trigeminal nerve hurts so much." Lu Zhanbo shouted in pain.

"It's really hard for you to make up such a story to mock me." Zeng Xiaoxian said speechlessly.

"Teacher Zeng, this incident tells us that if we have something to say, we should speak quickly and fart quickly, otherwise we will be punished." Yang Yu first said seriously.

Then he cried out in pain: "Ah, Sister Yifei, spare me, I didn't mean it."

It turned out that Hu Yifei clenched her fists and spun them wildly on Yang Yu's head to punish him for harassing everyone for no reason.

Lu Zhanbo, Lin Wanyu and Zhang Wei hurried to comfort them to avoid any loss of life.

Zeng Xiaoxian swallowed his saliva, pretending not to know that this was a warning to others and continued to complain about the editor on the phone, "She's too old-fashioned. She has no idea how difficult it is to have a stable job in modern society."

"Then just fire her." After letting Yang Yu go, Hu Yifei said indifferently while lying aside.

"What are you talking about? I don't plan to do that. You know, in modern society, it's not easy to find a young person who is willing to help you, stable and doesn't make too many demands." Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"What a dirty capitalist face! He wants the horse to run, but he doesn't let the horse eat grass, and he doesn't allow the horse to escape." Yang Yu complained.

"What are you talking about? How can a capitalist be as bad as him? He can only make things difficult for the screenwriter over the phone." Hu Yifei added mercilessly.

Zeng Xiaoxian rolled his eyes. What a joke! How could he dare to fight with Hu Yifei? Zeng Xiaoxian thought that although he seemed to be afraid to respond, it was actually his silent condemnation, and Hu Yifei didn't dare to refute him, hahahaha.

Hu Yifei rolled his eyes. Even though he was being scolded directly, he could still smile in a mean way. When a person is mean, he is invincible.

"Teacher Zeng, you don't have to worry too much. In fact, I doubt the purpose of your columnist." Yang Yu said seriously.

"Ah, could it be that she wants to..." Zeng Xiaoxian said, pulling his clothes tighter.

Yang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Teacher Zeng, don't you think about it? No one will be interested in what you can write about on the radio station."

"Then what do you think that writer wants?" Zhang Wei asked curiously.

"Come, let's imagine under what circumstances a writer would know about Teacher Zeng's program." Yang Yu said like a detective.

"Needless to say, Zeng Xiaoxian's show is not broadcast until midnight, so it must be for the insomniac crowd." Hu Yifei complained mercilessly.

"That's right. Most writers suffer from insomnia because they have no inspiration and are anxious when writing. This is usually the norm," said Yang Yu.

"Oh, you mean my show gave her inspiration, right? Hahaha, there's no need to praise me like that." Zeng Xiaoxian laughed.

"No, it's not." Yang Yu denied it decisively, and Zeng Xiaoxian's face changed.

"Insomnia caused her great torment and pain, and at this time she could only find some fun to relieve it."

"Oh, so she listened to Teacher Zeng's program." Lu Zhanbo guessed.

"That's right." Yang Yu agreed.

"Then what?" Although Zeng Xiaoxian guessed that Yang Yu had no intention of saying anything good about him, he still asked curiously.

"So she fell into a deep sleep after listening to Teacher Zeng's program," said Yang Yu.

Zeng Xiaoxian's expression suddenly fell.

"What insomniacs want most is a good night's sleep anytime, anywhere. So she was pleasantly surprised to discover such a treasure. So, needless to say, what her choice was."

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"I'm going to fight you." Zeng Xiaoxian pounced on Yang Yu, and then Zeng Xiaoxian fell to the ground.

"With your fighting ability, you are not much stronger than air." Hu Yifei said while suppressing Zeng Xiaoxian with one hand.

Zeng Xiaoxian struggled out with great difficulty and hid aside feeling aggrieved.

"By the way, Teacher Zeng, if you are not dissatisfied with your telephone editor, you can let Wanyu be your telephone editor. Wanyu is smart and capable." Lu Zhanbo, who always thought of Lin Wanyu, said immediately.

Lin Wanyu finally reacted and nodded vigorously, blinking her big sparkling eyes and looking at Zeng Xiaoxian expectantly.

Lin Wanyu's inner monologue: "Sitting at work, close to home, no need to be in the spotlight, and my boss is an idiot. Yes bingo."

"Thank you, Zhanbo, that's a great idea. If her super rich dad knew she was working for me, he would get angry and turn our radio station into a museum. I would be the curator." Zeng Xiaoxian complained.

"Your director is the curator, and you can only be a specimen collector at most." said Hu Yifei, who was on the front line of attacking Zeng Xiaoxian.

"It's better to put it in the corners. Those facing the gate can't get in." Yang Yu added.

"It is also possible to put it in the toilet." Zhang Wei added.

"No one will know, and I can do this job." Lin Wanyu volunteered.

"This job requires people to act very, very ordinary." Zeng Xiaoxian still refused.

"That's me." Lin Wanyu was unwilling to give up.

"Your Cartier earrings and LV limited edition are more expensive than my mixing console and my telephone editor combined." Zeng Xiaoxian said helplessly.

"But this is the most ordinary thing I have." Lin Wanyu said helplessly.

"That's the problem." Zeng Xiaoxian spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I won't wear it." Lin Wanyu had no choice but to agree.

"Teacher Zeng, you see more ghosts than people in this radio station in the middle of the night, so why do you need this?" Yang Yu complained.

"That's right, I think you are just making things difficult for Wanyu." Hu Yifei stood up and clenched his fists.

"Okay, okay, isn't it enough that I agree?" Zeng Xiaoxian had no choice but to agree.

Just then, Lu Ziqiao happened to walk over and saw a group of people here. He hurriedly tried to turn around and run away.

"Lu Ziqiao, stand there." Everyone shouted in unison.

"Okay, okay, I give in." Lu Ziqiao raised his hands in surrender helplessly.

"Lu Ziqiao, what's wrong with you? Wasn't Meijia ready to make peace with you that day? How did it end up like this?" Hu Yifei was the first to attack.

"It's all because of you..." Lu Ziqiao stopped talking halfway.

Hu Yifei looked at Lu Ziqiao unkindly and said, "Because of me?"

"I said it's all my fault." Lu Ziqiao had to admit it. After all, he had enjoyed half-price rent for several months, and he couldn't let it be exposed.

"Zi Qiao, have you bought a gift for Meijia?" Lin Wanyu asked.

"Of course, it's just that there is not enough money." Lu Ziqiao quickly made a gesture to ask for money.

Seeing Lin Wanyu about to pay, Yang Yu hurriedly interrupted and said, "It's not that I don't trust you, although you are indeed very unreliable."