Love Apartment: The All-Around Comedian

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We can use the flowers as decorations in the coffee shop or resell them later.

But the two made a bet, and if he buys it, he'll be asking for trouble.

Lu Ziqiao must have some resentment in his heart.

Although he didn't mind tricking Lü Ziqiao, doing it in this way was still a bit awkward.

"What should we do? Mingyang, can you really bear to let Lu Ziqiao pour cold water on my head? My health is so poor, I'll definitely catch a cold like Yifei!" Chen Meijia knew that this was not a good thing to do, but thinking about her own fate, she was almost in tears and tried to appeal to Su Mingyang's emotions.

"Who told you to make the bet? I was just throwing cold water on you. If the bet had been ten slaps, you'd probably kill yourself." Su Mingyang thought to himself, then joked, "If I said I was heartless, would you hit me?"

Chen Meijia: "???"

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So heartless?

Chen Meijia looked at Su Mingyang, her eyes filled with deep resentment.

If all those roses in the room could sense her feelings, they would surely wither and die.

Su Mingyang couldn't stand Chen Meijia's staring gaze, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, I was just joking."

Hearing this, Chen Meijia's eyes lit up: "So you mean you'll help me?"

"Hmm." Su Mingyang nodded helplessly and said, "I can help you think of a solution."

Although Chen Meijia herself did this.

But it's no big deal to offer a little help as a friend.

"Huh? 12?" Chen Meijia was taken aback.

She thought Su Mingyang was going to buy all the flowers.

Su Mingyang knew what Chen Meijia was thinking just by looking at her expression. His lips twitched, and he said, "What 'huh'? Isn't it good to help you think of a solution?"

"Oh, that's great." Chen Meijia asked somewhat shyly, then eagerly inquired, "Mingyang, have you thought of a solution yet?"

Su Mingyang thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you post a few messages on the Love Apartment website to ask if anyone needs roses. Don't set the price too high. There are three or four hundred tenants around here, and most of them are young people. Maybe someone will need them."

After hearing this, Chen Meijia jumped up excitedly: "Wow! How come I didn't think of that!"

“It’s normal that you can’t think of that.” Su Mingyang shrugged, ignoring the eye roll Chen Meijia gave him, and urged, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and post it! Remember to take some pictures of roses and upload them.”

"Oh, okay." Chen Meijia realized what was happening and quickly used her phone to post.

Chen Meijia originally intended to keep the content of the post simple.

They simply stated that they sell roses at low prices and of good quality.

But just as she was about to publish it, she suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Posting this kind of message.

It's utterly unappealing.

It would be better to play the victim.

He directly stated in the post that his family was facing difficulties and urgently needed money.

Then I thought of selling flowers on Valentine's Day to earn some money to help my family, but unexpectedly, a heavy rain came and the two thousand roses I bought couldn't be sold at all, so I lost everything.

There was no way to send money to my elderly parents before midnight, and I cried for hours because of it.

That's horrible!

Please help me buy flowers if you need them.

I'll take a few photos of myself looking vulnerable with tears streaming down my face and upload them later.

It aroused everyone's sympathy.

This way, we can definitely sell the flowers quickly.

Edit the post according to this idea.

Chen Meijia inwardly praised herself as a genius and showed off to Su Mingyang, saying, "How about that? Aren't I smart?"

Su Mingyang glanced at it and realized it was a classic case of playing the victim. He was speechless and said, "Meijia, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to do business this way? Selling flowers is fine, but why are you playing the victim? Besides, this isn't even the truth; it's just a lie."

Chen Meijia said dismissively, "There shouldn't be anything wrong with that, right? When I read online novels, many authors would post a chapter saying how miserable they are, like not being able to afford food or eating only steamed buns for a month, using this method to get better results."

Su Mingyang frowned and said, "I have never done that."

“I wasn’t talking about you, I was talking about other authors,” Chen Meijia said.

"Okay." Su Mingyang rubbed his forehead. "So, did you learn this 'playing the victim' trick from those authors?"

"I guess so, it was my source of inspiration," Chen Meijia said proudly.

Su Mingyang didn't want to say anything more: "Fine, if you feel comfortable with it, then just post it like this."

"Uh..." Upon hearing Su Mingyang's words, Chen Meijia, who had initially been pleased with this brilliant method, hesitated.

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Chen Meijia thought about it carefully.

As Su Mingyang said.

It's really not honorable to sell these flowers by deceiving netizens' sympathy.

You'll definitely feel guilty after you've made the money.

just forget it.

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Chen Meijia said, deleting all the edited post content and changing it into a regular sales post.

Looking at Chen Meijia's actions...

Su Mingyang nodded approvingly.

"I've posted the ad, but I wonder how many people will actually buy it," Chen Meijia muttered to herself, looking at her phone.

"There are still more than five hours until 12 o'clock, don't worry, someone will definitely buy it," Su Mingyang said.

"I hope so," Chen Meijia said.

At this moment, Lin Wanyu came out of Hu Yifei's room.

Upon seeing her, the two asked in unison, "How is Yifei?"

"It's alright, I just took my medicine and I'm sleeping now," Lin Wanyu said as she sat down next to Su Mingyang.

"That's good."

"Hmm." Lin Wanyu stretched her arms, looked at the room full of roses, and asked Chen Meijia, "Meijia, what are you going to do with these roses?"

“What else can we do? Of course, we’ll sell it,” Chen Meijia said matter-of-factly. “Mingyang just told me a good idea: post it on the Love Apartment website.”

"Oh, that's great." Lin Wanyu glanced at Su Mingyang and said with a smile.

"It's good, but it's been three minutes since I posted it, and no one has replied that they want to buy it yet," Chen Meijia said while refreshing the post.

"It's only been three minutes, don't rush," Lin Wanyu comforted her.

“Exactly, how can you do business without patience?” Su Mingyang said.

"Okay, I'll wait and see." Chen Meijia said helplessly, putting down her phone and praying, "God help me, please let me sell the roses before midnight!"

"Keep going, you can do it!" Lin Wanyu encouraged, her stomach suddenly growling loudly.

Hearing the voice, Su Mingyang chuckled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"A little." Lin Wanyu nodded and asked, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

"Whatever," Su Mingyang said.

"How about we have fried rice with egg?" Lin Wanyu suggested.

“Sure, no problem.” Su Mingyang had no objections.

Lin Wanyu thought for a moment, then said somewhat shyly, "But I want to eat hot pot."

"Whatever you want." Su Mingyang shrugged.

Lin Wanyu was a little undecided and asked, "Between fried rice and hot pot, which would you choose to eat?"

"What do you think?" Su Mingyang didn't want to make this kind of choice.

Lin Wanyu pouted: "That's why I asked you, because I didn't know."

Having no other choice, Su Mingyang said, "Then let's have fried rice with egg, something simple."

“But I think it would be better to have hot pot in this cold weather,” Lin Wanyu said.

Su Mingyang was both amused and exasperated: "Alright, let's have hot pot then."

Lin Wanyu hesitated again: "But wouldn't making hot pot be a bit too much trouble?"

"It's alright. If you find it troublesome, I can prepare the ingredients myself. You just wait to eat," Su Mingyang said with a smile.

"Wouldn't that be too much of a burden for you, Mingyang?" Lin Wanyu felt a little guilty.

"This..." Su Mingyang didn't know what to say. Lin Wanyu always struggled for a long time when it came to choosing what to eat. Helpless, he could only say directly, "Let's just have instant noodles."

Lin Wanyu was a little confused: "Isn't it fried rice? Instant noodles don't seem to be an option?"