This is the love apartment

Chapter 115、"She said our magazine is going to be cold."

"Mr. Zeng, do you know what you just said? Just 10 minutes ago, I received a guest!" The front desk lady said with contempt, "He threatened me by jumping off a building, and wanted to become the two thousand One of the readers of "Pretending to be a Man" magazine! But I rejected him. And you... actually want to ask to unsubscribe?!"

"I'm..." Xiaoxian had nothing to say, he froze on the sidelines, "I'm because..."

"Out of the 200 million people in the entire magic city, only 2000 people have this opportunity." The front desk lady stood up and propped up her glasses with her index finger, "I'm really curious, what is your reason for unsubscribing?"

"..." Xiaoxian turned his head and looked at the two for help.

"Hmm..." Wan Yu pondered for a while, "This magazine is not environmentally friendly!"

"Huh?" Xiaoxian and Yaya were stunned by Wanyu's words.

"What?" The front desk lady obviously failed to cross Wan Yu's mind.

"Look, your magazine uses a lot of... paper! Making paper requires cutting down a lot of trees, causing serious pollution." Wan Yu's reasons are well-founded and convincing, "Your magazine should be responsible for this. responsibility!"

"Yes!" Xiaoxian nodded emphatically, "Yes!"

"You're right," the lady at the front desk nodded and echoed, "For the sake of environmental protection, we have just launched a 'Paperless Reading Campaign', you can completely change our newly launched 'Mobile MMS Edition', which is absolutely environmentally friendly No pollution. The price is not expensive, only [-] yuan."

"MMS?" Yaya crossed her arms.

"Yes, MMS." The receptionist emphasized again, "And a MMS only costs [-] yuan."

"Don't you...don't you know that this is the Internet age?" Yaya blinked her big eyes, her face full of contempt and puzzlement, "Why...you still use outdated things like 'MMS' ?”

"Huh?" The front desk was startled by Yaya's words, "I...don't understand what you said."

"I don't even know." Yaya glanced at the front desk lady contemptuously.

"..." The corners of the front desk lady's eyes twitched slightly, I know the Internet... What is the Internet age?
"The popularization of the Internet has opened up our thinking and cognition a lot." Yaya knocked on the table at the front desk with her middle knuckles and talked eloquently, "The Internet instant messaging software developed by the technology group headed by Xun Shiquan Xun , It is bound to push the Internet era into a wider world."

"At that time, the Internet will be filled with countless bizarre information, whether it's gossip magazines, celebrity pornography, luxury sports cars, insider scandals... you can see everything you can think of on the Internet." The corner of Ya Ya's mouth curled up. Seductive arc, "even the latest news covering fashion capitals of the world such as New York and Paris, only you can't think of it, without it you can't find it."

"Do you think, by then, this will still be a 'wise choice' for what you call 'holding the pulse of fashion'?" Yaya sat on the chair at the front desk, propped her head with her left hand, and tapped her right hand on the table. Tapping lightly, "It is estimated that by then, whether there is any way for you to survive?"

"..." Xiaoxian was amazed, shook his brain that was stunned by Ya Ya, and asked Wan Yu who was beside him in a low voice, "Wan Yu, do you know what Ya Ya just said?"

"I don't know." Wan Yu shook her head resolutely, "I understand all the nouns, but I don't understand them when they are combined into sentences by Yaya."

"Yaya, where did you hear all this?" Wan Yu asked Yaya, who was watching the front desk lady's face change with interest, and asked in her ear.

"Well," Yaya bit her lip, suppressed a smile, and explained softly to Wanyu, "A few days ago, when Tianyi and I were talking nonsense about the development of the times, I had a little impression, and the others were my impressions. Nonsense."

"Oh!" Wan Yu nodded thoughtfully.

"So..." Yaya shrugged, "Your magazines are almost cold, why should we spend so much money?"

"Mmmmmmmm!!" Xiaoxian immediately gained strength after hearing Yaya's words, "That's right! Unsubscribe!"

"But..." the receptionist racked his brains, his eyes lit up, "We are still the fastest and most insightful media in the industry, and our history is the history of fashion! Our fashion predictions have all become fashion The reality! Even such a magazine, are you sure you want to unsubscribe?"

"I..." Xiaoxian noticed the disdainful eyes of other people around the magazine room, and was a little shaken.

"Huh~" The front desk lady smiled lightly and added a knife, "I will ask you one more time, are you sure that after leaving the global fashion field and bidding farewell to high-end life, you will degenerate into a very mediocre ordinary person from now on?"

"I..." Xiaoxian's eyes dodged a little.

"Mr. Zeng, don't listen to her. The Qing Dynasty is dead, and there is still a history of fashion?" Yaya patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder, looked at the receptionist, "I tell you! The wheels of history are rolling! Are you in the way?" Timeless!"

"..." The front desk lady ignored Yaya's sarcasm, looked at Xiaoxian seriously, and said again, "Are you sure, leave the global fashion field and bid farewell to high-end life, and from now on, you will degenerate from this one-ten-thousandth of a classy person." Have you become a very mediocre ordinary person?"

"Two thousand out of two million candidates?" Yaya suddenly thought of something and couldn't help frowning.

"Yes!" The front desk lady nodded and said, "Our magazines are so cherished!"

"The probability is too high..." Yaya bit her finger.

"Miss, do you have any misunderstanding about the word...'high probability'?" The front desk lady asked angrily.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about the word 'cherish'?" Ya Ya asked back, "Xun's new business 'Koukou' chat software with a population of 13 billion in the country has a limited number of [-] quotas, and they didn't say anything about themselves." The quota is cherished!"

"Squeaky" the inner door opened.

"Yes!" Wan Yu echoed, "Besides, your magazine has many mistakes."

"Editor-in-chief." The front desk lady greeted, and immediately walked behind the old man respectfully.

"What did you say?!" A middle-aged man suddenly walked out from the magazine office, frowning and staring at Wan Yu and Ya Ya, "May I ask what you just said?"

"Ah! What she meant was that it was really a big mistake for her to come here to unsubscribe!" A trace of cold sweat oozes from Xiaoxian's head.

Yaya stared at the old man with great interest, this counts... Is the young one coming to the old one?
"I said, there are many mistakes in your magazine!" Wan Yu took Yaya's arm and repeated what she just said.

"Editor-in-Chief," the front desk lady whispered in the ear of the old editor-in-chief, pointing at Yaya, "She said our magazine is going to be cold."

The old man's brows became more and more serious, "You better not be talking nonsense! Otherwise you will regret it!"

Wan Yu snorted coldly, flipping through the latest issue that just came out on the front desk: "Well... let me take a look, take this issue as an example, the magazine said that the theme of Gucci's men's clothing for the next season is 'Nostalgia' .Actually not, it seems nostalgic..."

"It's my time, it's my time!" Ya Ya waited for Wan Yu to finish speaking, snatched the magazine from Wan Yu's hand, flipped to the game section, and glanced casually, "The magazine said that the wind vane of the game industry is still Nintendo. , I don’t refute this, after all, Nintendo is a big player in games, but it’s a pity that Nintendo’s current focus is still on children’s or Q-version games, so your game partitions are completely wrong for users.”

"What's more..." Yaya looked at the old editor-in-chief disdainfully, "Don't you even know about Ubisoft, Activision and Crytek Studios?"

"..." The editor-in-chief was speechless.

"For another example," Wan Yu narrowed her eyes, "Cartier will launch a new product launch next week. The new perfume that will be launched is definitely not the follow-up model of bulubulumunu that you predicted. bulubulumunu is the commemorative perfume for the 150th anniversary of Cartier's birth. Even if it comes out... ..."

"You predict that in the next few years, cs will still have absolute dominance in online games," Yaya explained boredly, leaning on Wanyu's shoulder, "it's not true, the popularity of the Internet has linked the world together, In the next few years, the game world will definitely be full of wind and clouds, whether it is online games or stand-alone games. Moreover, even if the game has absolute dominance at that time, it will definitely not be an fps game like cs."

Ya Ya and Wan Yu looked at each other, and there was a smile like a little devil on their faces.

"How do you all know..." Xiaoxian swallowed hard and asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense~" Wan Yu stuck out her tongue and smiled playfully.

"..." Yaya noticed Xiaoxian looking at her and shrugged.

"And the diamond you exhibited. The missing Gabriel is definitely not the real one. This diamond was born in 1854..." Wan Yu made up the last knife, "It is absolutely impossible for ordinary private buyers to publicly display their collections. .”

……

"Huh~~" Xiaoxian stood at the gate of the magazine office and stretched comfortably.

"Wan Yu, you were the one who was talking nonsense about the last one just now?" Xiao Xian looked at Wan Yu with a smile on his face.

"It's not acridine~" Wan Yu said with a nonchalant smile, "That diamond was bought by my Daddy."

"..." Xiaoxian froze in place.

I'm so...! ! !
(End of this chapter)