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The receptionist smiled slightly: "Okay, Mr. Zeng, I have some time now, I can tell you about it."
Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian fail her at the crucial moment, Lin Wanyu felt a surge of anger and interrupted the receptionist, "Stop! He doesn't want any information; he wants to cancel his subscription to your magazine!"
Su Mingyang gave Lin Wanyu an approving look.
Zeng Xiao 5.
Wu Xian was stunned, not expecting Wan Yu to say that.
"Unsubscribe"
The receptionist paused, staring intently at Zeng Xiaoxian: "Mr. Zeng, is what she said true?"
"me"
Zeng Xiaoxian was stared at by the receptionist's sharp eyes and couldn't come up with a coherent answer for a long time, falling into an even greater internal struggle.
Seeing this, Su Mingyang shook his head, stepped forward, patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Teacher Zeng, compared to having Wanyu, a girl, stand up for you, do you still think it's more embarrassing to personally say the words 'I want to cancel my subscription'?"
Upon hearing this, Zeng Xiaoxian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind instantly clearing. He gritted his teeth and said to the receptionist, word by word, "That's right! I—want—to—cancel—my—booking!"
Chapter 241 You've been talking nonsense the whole time!
Finished.
Zeng Xiaoxian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and felt completely relaxed.
Su Mingyang and Lin Wanyu exchanged a smile, thinking to themselves how lucky they were to have come along. Otherwise, if Zeng Xiaoxian had come alone, he probably wouldn't have dared to tell the receptionist he wanted to cancel his reservation, and would have just listened to her rambling nonsense.
If Zeng Xiaoxian knew what the two were thinking, he would definitely blush, because they really overestimated him.
Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian indeed wanted to cancel his subscription, the receptionist raised an eyebrow and said, "Mr. Zeng, do you know what you're saying? Just ten minutes ago, I served a customer who threatened to jump off a building if he wanted to become one of the two thousand lucky readers of 'Men's Magazine,' but I refused him. And you, you actually want to cancel your subscription?"
"I am because..."
Faced with the receptionist's aggressive words, Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
Seeing that his mind was wavering, the receptionist smiled confidently and continued, "Out of twelve million people in this city, only two thousand have this opportunity."
"And Mr. Zeng, you are one of the lucky ones."
"Furthermore, as a radio host, if you don't keep up with the latest fashion news and knowledge to enrich your own knowledge, how can you confidently solve the problems your listeners encounter, and how can you make them like you?"
"Our men's magazine covers everything, and is undoubtedly the best choice for you, Mr. Zeng."
At this point, the receptionist shrugged: "I really can't think of any reason why Mr. Zeng would want to return this magazine."
Zeng Xiaoxian fell silent. At first glance, what the receptionist said seemed to make some sense.
Lin Wanyu quickly said, "This magazine is not environmentally friendly!"
Upon hearing this...
Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment.
The receptionist frowned and looked at her.
Lin Wanyu explained, "Look, your magazine uses a lot of paper. Papermaking requires cutting down many trees, causing serious ecological damage. Your magazine should bear a heavy responsibility for this!"
Su Mingyang suppressed a laugh; Wan Yu really was a genius.
The receptionist thought for a moment and said, "You're right. For environmental protection, we've just launched a paperless reading campaign. You can switch to our newly launched mobile MMS subscription, which is absolutely environmentally friendly and pollution-free, and the price is very reasonable, only six yuan."
Zeng Xiaoxian was tempted: "Monthly subscription?"
The receptionist shook her head: "No, it's a multimedia message (MMS). One issue of the magazine contains about thirty MMS messages, and our MMS is published semi-daily. In other words, you'll receive sixty MMS messages every day, Mr. Zeng. You can enjoy it at your leisure."
Zeng Xiaoxian stared in disbelief, his head spinning. Poverty ignited his fighting spirit, and he almost roared, "No! I still want to cancel my subscription!"
The receptionist was puzzled: "The environmental issue has already been resolved, why do you want to cancel your subscription?"
Su Mingyang couldn't take it anymore and dawdled for a while.
He began, "Unsubscribing is a consumer's right. Why so many excuses? It's like asking someone before you fart. If you can't give a reason for farting, does that mean you can't fart? Of course, you should be more careful if you fart in public."
"you"
The receptionist blushed deeply after Su Mingyang's words; it was clearly an accusation that she had just been talking nonsense! Lin Wanyu covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking, "Clearly, how witty!" The words were crude, but the meaning was sound. Zeng Xiaoxian nodded in agreement.
Su Mingyang continued impatiently, "Please hurry up and process this, Miss. Our time is precious. Besides, if this magazine were really as sought after as you say, would we need to stand here trembling and cancel one subscription while a hundred others rush to subscribe?"
"It's like a novel. If it's well-written, there's no need to worry about people not reading it. There are plenty of people eager to read it, okay? The author won't waste time arguing with you. Only some terrible, floppy authors would carefully explain a whole bunch of things to those readers who are cursing and saying they're dropping the book."
""
The receptionist was rendered speechless by the barrage of words, her sharp tongue gone, her face flushed red as if she had just been slapped several times.
Su Mingyang's words enlightened Zeng Xiaoxian.
Upon closer reflection...
That makes perfect sense.
Lin Wanyu wholeheartedly agreed, saying, "Exactly... with so many errors in this magazine, I don't think many people will be rushing to subscribe."
She had barely finished speaking.
A series of rapid footsteps echoed as leather shoes clattered on the solid wood floor.
Everyone turned to look.
A tall, middle-aged man with slicked-back hair and a livid face walked out of the back studio.
Seeing this person, the receptionist felt relieved: "Editor-in-Chief."
The editor-in-chief stared sharply at Lin Wanyu and demanded, "Miss, what did you just say?"
His tone was full of anger.
Looking at this... editor-in-chief, Zeng Xiaoxian nervously swallowed. The intense pressure emanating from the other person reminded him of Hu Yifei; the two were equally terrifying.
However, he quickly calmed down.
With Su Mingyang and the kung fu master here, what is there to be afraid of? Thinking of this, Zeng Xiaoxian moved closer to Su Mingyang, rubbed his nose with his thumb, and gave the editor-in-chief a provocative glance.
Unexpectedly, the editor-in-chief ignored him, his gaze fixed on Lin Wanyu 28, leaving him quite embarrassed.
Su Mingyang ignored Zeng Xiaoxian, knowing that the editor-in-chief's stern face was an attempt to intimidate Wan Yu. He said unhappily, "Wan Yu never repeats herself. If you didn't hear her, have this lady repeat it to you."
As he spoke, he pointed to the receptionist.
Lin Wanyu didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, then took Su Mingyang's arm, feeling extremely at ease.
The receptionist froze, unsure whether she should speak.
Thinking to himself that the editor-in-chief was usually so dignified and imposing that other staff members didn't dare to breathe loudly in his presence, he was surprised that someone dared to talk back to him today.
The editor-in-chief turned his gaze to Su Mingyang, who was speaking. Seeing that the other man's face was even more gloomy and his aura even stronger than his own, the editor's lips twitched, his stern face softened, and he didn't dare to utter any threatening words. Instead, he politely inquired, "Miss, please let me know if there is any error in our magazine."
I never imagined that one day my novel would become a reality.
First, Zeng Xiaoxian encountered a cockroach and a rat on his bed, and then the author found a giant centipede in his room, almost scaring him to death.
It's fifteen centimeters long and as thick as a finger; if someone were bitten by it, they'd die on the spot.
It took me a lot of effort to finally take it down.
There are illustrations; you can take a look.
First, there was Zeng Xiaoxian encountering a cockroach rat; later, the author saw a giant centipede.
Chapter 242 How could they get this wrong?
Seeing the editor-in-chief become so polite, Su Mingyang felt much better and pointed at Zeng Xiaoxian, saying, "Please help my friend unsubscribe first."
The editor-in-chief thought for two seconds, winked at the receptionist, and seeing her gesture back, said, "Alright, this gentleman's magazine subscription has been successfully cancelled. Now, could you please tell me what mistakes our magazine made?"
Zeng Xiaoxian was so excited when he received the message that he had successfully canceled his subscription that he almost jumped for joy. He really wanted to hug Su Mingyang and give him a big kiss.
Su Mingyang had no idea what Zeng Xiaoxian was thinking. He smiled at Lin Wanyu and said, "Since this... editor-in-chief has asked so sincerely, Wanyu, you should be merciful and tell him."
""
The editor-in-chief's face twitched violently.
Zeng Xiaoxian was both amused and exasperated. What was with this cringeworthy line? Lin Wanyu was amused by Su Mingyang's words. After a couple of seconds, she said, "Take yesterday's issue as an example. The magazine said that the theme of the next season's menswear would be nostalgia, but that's not actually the case. Behind the seemingly nostalgic theme, there are actually hidden elements of sportswear."
"That's why the theme is a dark, muted gray, yet soft, pure cotton fabric was used. It would look amazing paired with a bright belt, so the theme for the next season should be the rhythm of life."
The editor-in-chief's eyebrows twitched violently, as if he thought it made perfect sense.
Lin Wanyu continued, "You predicted that short, straight bangs would be the popular hairstyle next season, but the model you found has a forehead that's too long. Don't you think that short, straight bangs paired with her face shape makes her look like a hairy eggplant? How can such a hairstyle be popular?"
Faced with Lin Wanyu's question, the editor-in-chief was speechless.
Lin Wanyu continued, "And the perfume you predicted Cartier would launch at its new product launch event this week is definitely not a sequel to the Rose Orchid perfume, as you predicted."
"Rose Orchid is Cartier's 150th anniversary fragrance. Even if a sequel is released, it should be for a more significant occasion, such as the 160th anniversary. It should be released at least five or six years from now."
Upon hearing this...
Zeng Xiaoxian stared wide-eyed at Lin Wanyu, his pupils practically screaming "Holy crap!"
Su Mingyang smiled slightly. Wan Yu comes from a century-old, billionaire family. She has been exposed to knowledge about luxury goods and fashion since childhood. She is far superior to ordinary people.
At this moment, many editors, having heard that a girl had rendered the editor-in-chief speechless, all ran out of the studio to watch the show.
Despite being stared at by so many people, Lin Wanyu remained completely unfazed and continued to act nonchalant—or rather, to correct others: "For example, the diamond you exhibited, the missing Gabriel, is definitely not genuine."