The love apartment begins with entering the police station

Chapter 39 Saving Private "Ryan" Part
  In the bar downstairs, Meijia and Wanyu were spending time boredly. Meijia kept playing with the straw in the cup in her hand.

Xiang Yu and Teacher Zeng walked in from outside. Teacher Zeng sat down and took out the envelope and said, "Meijia, you paid two months' rent in one go!"

"No! This is a normal sharing for one person." Chen Meijia put down the cup, pushed the envelope over, and said in a very calm tone.

"Mijia, you are still angry with Zi Qiao." Wanyu still felt a little pity and advised Meijia.

"We made it clear last time. I have nothing to do with Lu Ziqiao, so you can pay as much as you want. I have a salary and I can afford it. If he can't pay, just ask the residents' committee to make a formality and tell him to get out!" Meijia became very angry when she mentioned Zi Qiao.

Xiang Yu also didn't know how to comfort him. Maybe this was a necessary process for growing up. If Zi Qiao refused to accept her, no girl would want her boyfriend to fool around all day.

Although Xiang Yu feels that everyone's efforts to save it are useless, this is the love apartment and these are friends.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zi Qiao ran over cautiously carrying a gift-wrapped bag. Xiang Yu knew at a glance that the bag contained Russian matryoshka dolls.

Knowing that Zi Qiao was unreliable, he didn't expect that buying gifts would be so unreliable. Xiang Yu scratched his head and pulled Teacher Zeng to get up and walk out of the bar.

"Why are you going? I haven't seen Zi Qiao apologize yet." Teacher Zeng still wanted to go to the bar to watch the story develop.

"Don't worry, you can go back and listen to Wan Yu's story later, and I can tell you that there's no way Zi Qiao will do this." Xiang Yu pulled Teacher Zeng towards the apartment.

"Then what are we going to do when we go back to the apartment now?" Teacher Zeng asked.

"It's like this. My company is about to be registered and needs an office space. I'm going to rent 3603 as my office space." Xiang Yu explained simply.

"You rich man, do you need such a big suite for your one-man private detective company? Why not rent an office nearby?" Teacher Zeng thoughtfully thought about Xiang Yu.

"Teacher Zeng, close your eyes and imagine that when you go to work, you go out at 10:59 pm, and then sit in your studio at exactly 11:. When you get off work, you go home. . How about it, doesn’t it feel great?” Xiang Yu began to vividly describe the joy of arriving at the company as soon as he left the house.

As Xiang Yu described, a lustful smile appeared on Teacher Zeng's face, and Xiang Yu slapped Teacher Zeng on the shoulder.

"Teacher Zeng, I can lend you a room for daily practice. By the way, how is your book practice going? Do you have the three-point standard of those storytelling masters? The atmosphere is also very important. You have to choose a good one. Music." Thinking that Teacher Zeng would start live broadcasting "Tomb Raider Notes" tomorrow, Xiang Yu couldn't help but start to worry.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do well this time. This will be a new starting point in my life. By the way, Lisa asked me to play a song as a transition before the session starts. As an author, do you have any good music? Do you recommend it?" Teacher Zeng also looked excited when talking about this. He has been a late-night radio host for so many years, and this is the first time he has received so much attention.

After Xiang Yu sold the audio rights, he specified in the contract that Mr. Zeng would read it, and he also wrote a chapter in the book specifically to promote this matter, so that many fans went to the radio station to leave messages, hoping to start broadcasting as soon as possible.

"We'll talk about the music later. First, help me get the rental contract. Let's make a long-term lease and see if we can get a discount." As he spoke, he had already arrived at the apartment residents' committee.

Although Teacher Zeng is not very popular, Xiang Yu is renting for a long time, and the landlord promised not to increase the rent for three years, and also gave him a 23% discount. After signing the contract, Xiang Yu distressedly took out his card to transfer money. Looking at the yuan on the contract, Xiang Yu began to feel bad, but thinking about the future development of S city, it was more cost-effective to rent for a long time at one time. Alas, my flesh still hurts.

Xiang Yu, whose wallet was bleeding heavily, had to temporarily give up his plan to buy a car after getting his driver's license. But when the royalties from "Tomb Raiders" were divided, he would have money to spend.

Xiang Yu, whose wallet was bleeding and in urgent need of blood replenishment, suddenly remembered that Teacher Zeng had just said that he needed a piece of music. Although I can’t write songs, I can sing.

"Teacher Zeng, if there is a good song that matches "Tomb Robbers Notes", will your radio station accept it? How much can you pay?" Xiang Yu started to ask Teacher Zeng. "How do I have the right to decide this? Even if it's a good song, I have to ask Lisa." Teacher Zeng said helplessly. Poor Teacher Zeng was just a person with no abilities, no status, and no moral integrity at the radio station.

Xiang Yu thought to himself, he couldn't wait to use it tomorrow, but he didn't know how to write songs. Wait, isn't there a girl in our apartment who has formed a band at the New York Conservatory of Music? Drag Teacher Zeng back to the bar to find Wanyu.

Returning to the bar booth, Wan Yu was left alone on the sofa. Zi Qiao and Mei Jia had disappeared.

"How's it going? Has Meijia's anger subsided?" Teacher Zeng, a gossip who loves bitter love dramas, immediately ran to sit down and started asking where the story was going.

"No, I'm even more angry. Meijia is being serious this time. Look, this is the apology gift Zi Qiao bought." Wanyu pointed to a row of matryoshka dolls on the table.

"Oh ho, plan A to save Private "Ryan" failed. It's okay. I'll prepare a plan B for Zi Qiao tomorrow."

Xiang Yu ordered three drinks, walked to the sofa, handed one drink each to Teacher Zeng and Wan Yu, and said to Wan Yu: "Are you free? I have some extra money, you can make it or not."

"How many?" Wanyu's eyes began to shine.

"Is Teacher Zeng's salary as a radio editor very low? Why do you feel like you are short of money?" Xiang Yu was a little confused.

"The job of a radio editor is indeed very easy, but the salary is really not high, and the internship period is only 80%. And even if Lisa gives me a full-time job in advance, it won't be much. I have already spent almost all the money I earned from helping you code words. I just lent Ziqiao 500 yuan to buy him gifts to make Meijia happy, but unfortunately what I bought was nothing." Wan Yu also explained in a low voice, very distressed.

Xiang Yu, who had no idea how fast girls spent money, couldn't comment, but since Wanyu was short of money, it would be easy.

"It's like this. Teacher Zeng's program needs a song. I have a suitable song here, but I can only sing it and there is no score. If I sing it, can you write it into a score? If possible, we will pay for the cost of selling the song. Five points." Xiang Yu explained.

"I can give it a try, but it requires a professional recording studio. And 50-50 is too much." Wan Yu suggested after listening.

Xiang Yu, who had never even seen a recording studio, didn't know where to find a recording studio.

"For this trivial matter, let's go to Brother Xian. Brother Xian is famous for having many friends." Teacher Zeng said in a coquettish tone after listening.

"It's up to you, Teacher Zeng. I'll pay for the recording studio. I'll give you 10% of the money from selling the songs, and Wanyu will get 40%. How about it." Xiang Yu doesn't actually have to share the money, but it's a calculation between friends. It's better to be clear and less likely to hurt feelings.

Half an hour later, the three of them sat on Teacher Zeng’s Xiali and arrived at the recording studio.

"I didn't expect Teacher Zeng to be able to find such a place." Xiang Yu said, looking at the dazzling array of professional equipment inside.

"Okay, let's start work quickly. Eight hundred an hour is too expensive." Teacher Zeng was already worried about money.

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