Love Apartment: Active Dali

Zhuge pointed at Yu Nan with all his strength, and the fat lady was immediately surprised.

"Little girl, you should have evidence when you speak." She retorted, "You said there are people who are better than my daughter, I believe it. There are many talented people in China, many better than my daughter. But you said this guy is better than my daughter, then my daughter has lived for 38 years in vain?"

The fat lady was quite angry. Her daughter Lisa was too focused on her career and missed many opportunities. She was still single. She felt heartbroken when she saw her daughter playing with her phone alone with the lights off at night and when her neighbors invited her to a wedding or a baby.

For so many years, my daughter got nothing except money. Money became the only consolation. Now this little girl actually said that this 20-year-old young man in front of her was better than her daughter, which was just rubbing salt into her pain.

Of course she didn't believe it, and she still had to defend her daughter. Although the fat lady asked, Zhuge Dali and Yu Nan didn't need to respond.

At this time, a familiar face came closer. It was Zeng Xiaoxian. Although he had resigned from the TV station, he was a celebrity in the Love Apartment community. Everyone called him Teacher Zeng. When the aunts and uncles saw him, they did not surround him to promote their daughters, because they all knew that his wife Hu Yifei was the director of the community, and no one would bother themselves.

Zeng Xiaoxian also loved gossip, so when he saw everyone surrounding Yu Nan and the other two, he went over to join in the fun.

"What are you discussing?" The fat lady is Lisa's mother. She used to hear Lisa mention Zeng Xiaoxian, but she stopped talking about him until he married Hu Yifei. She knew that there must be a story between her daughter and Teacher Zeng, so she immediately stepped forward and asked Zeng Xiaoxian to comment on her daughter's excellence.

"Teacher Zeng, what a coincidence, you are running? That's great, you come and judge this." The fat lady pulled Zeng Xiaoxian over, and everyone gathered around curiously.

"What's the matter?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Yu Nan, Zhuge Dali and Qin Yumo before he could say he knew them.

The fat lady talked nonstop. After listening, Zeng Xiaoxian laughed a few times, then stopped: "I understand, auntie, you want me to prove that Lisa is better than her?"

The fat lady patted Zeng Xiaoxian's butt politely and said, "Oh, it's really Teacher Zeng. You understand my thoughts. Just tell me."

Then, the fat lady looked down upon the whole audience. As far as she knew, only Hu Yifei in the community could compare with her daughter in terms of achievements. The daughters of other aunties and uncles could not compare with her at all.

Zeng Xiaoxian cleared his throat and said, "Since Auntie has spoken, I will say a few words. After all, she is my former boss, so I will help her promote her."

"Lisa was my first and last direct supervisor after I joined the radio station. She was enthusiastic about work, had a good personality, and was very tolerant of subordinates like me. I made a lot of mistakes, and Lisa helped me solve them. Although Lisa is a little older, she has a unique charm. In my opinion, she is the most beautiful woman in the radio station, no doubt about it. Lisa is very successful. She resigned and is financially independent. She is a role model for the new generation of women. Undoubtedly, Lisa is an excellent urban woman."

The fat aunt was very satisfied after hearing this. Zeng Xiaoxian was indeed extraordinary and spoke pleasantly. People around her also looked at her with envy. Usually they thought the fat aunt was bragging, but they didn't expect her daughter to be so outstanding. The husband of the community director personally proved it, so how could it be false?

The original whispers turned into enthusiastic praise. The fat lady enjoyed this feeling and couldn't wait to show off to Zhuge Dali: "How is it? My daughter is very successful."

However, "But...my female boss, Sister Lisa, is still far behind Yu Nan. I think the difference is at least 10,000 to 1."

The fat lady was about to feel proud, but was poured cold water on, and was stunned.

"My friend Yu Nan, let alone other things, is many times better than Sister Lisa as a painter. Do you know that any of his paintings can be sold for more than 10 million? No matter how much Sister Lisa starts a business, she can't catch up with him." Yu Nan waved his hand, "I don't paint casually."

The old men and women around gasped. A painting can be sold for tens of millions! Most of them only make five million in their lifetime, but a painting of this person can be sold for twice that much. Even if the fat lady's daughter is more successful, how can she compare with such a person?

The difference is obvious when compared. Even a successful woman like Lisa is no match for Yu Nan.

The uncles and aunts who originally wanted to promote their daughters' sons gave up the idea at this moment. The daughter of the noble lady was not qualified, so how could their daughters be qualified?

"And you don't have to think about it, Yu Nan already has a girlfriend, and that's me." Zhuge Dali stood in front of Yu Nan expressionlessly, holding a notebook in his hand to record everything around him. The old men and women turned their eyes to Zhuge Dali, wondering what kind of woman she was that Yu Nan would like.

"Move aside, move aside, I think my daughter can give it a try." A fat old man wearing reading glasses squeezed out of the crowd and handed a blind date resume to Yu Nan, "My daughter is 26 years old, she likes ancient style, poetry, and literature, but she has never found someone with the same interests, so she is still single. Although she is young, her achievements are higher than Lisa, probably three times higher than Lisa."

The fat lady's face was twisted with anger, and her daughter became the standard. Yu Nan originally didn't care about this kind of blind date sales, but when he saw the photo on the resume, he couldn't take his eyes off it. It was clearly Zhuge Dali in ancient costume, named Rose, who looked almost exactly like Zhuge Dali, even their smiles were exactly the same.