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After listening to their descriptions, Hu Yifei asked, "Are you saying that if we two have a kung fu duel, it will determine who is better and who will die?"

"That's how it's portrayed in kung fu movies."

"If this were a movie, it would be a little incomplete," Qin Yumo said. "You two powerful figures are missing a beautiful woman. It would be more interesting if you had a conflict over a beautiful woman."

"I want to play this beautiful woman!" Tang Youyou excitedly raised her hand.

“But… this is too cliché.” Zeng Xiaoxian couldn’t help but complain, “Can’t the fight between men be about different ideas, like… who likes to eat pickled vegetables?”

"whispering sound!"

"Teacher Zeng, we protest your sudden insertion of advertisements."

"Wait a minute." Hu Yifei suddenly raised her hand. "A fight between men?"

The group: "..."

They suddenly realized that they had subconsciously categorized Hu Yifei as a man.

But then they realized that no man in Love Apartment could defeat Hu Yifei, until Tan Wenjie appeared.

Therefore, the actual ranking should be: Tan Wenjie > Hu Yifei > other men in the apartment.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Tan Wenjie asked, puzzled. "Do you really want to see us fight?"

"Is that okay?" *N
"Of course not."

A battle that everyone had been eagerly anticipating ended abruptly.

Late at night, Tan Wenjie was unexpectedly handed a letter by Hu Yifei.

The other person turned and left without saying anything.

"love letter?"

He opened it, glanced at it, and then casually tossed it into the trash can.

early morning.

Tan Wenjie had just left his room when he saw Zhang Wei furtively carrying things into the living room, one box after another.

"Game consoles, TVs, washing machines... Zhang Wei, have you struck it rich? But what if some blind rich woman actually takes a liking to you?"

“What do you mean I’ve made a fortune? I’m doing this to charity,” Zhang Wei retorted. “Brother Jie, I’m a lawyer, a high-income earner. Buying some small toys and appliances won’t be a big financial burden for me.”

"Really? I just bought a case of instant noodles."

"Brother Jie, could you give me two packs? I'm in a real bind, I haven't eaten all day."

It's only eight o'clock now.

"That means... I'm going to go a whole day without eating."

Zhang Wei sat down on the sofa with a bitter face.

"It's all part of the community's charity initiative. The children write down their wishes, and then we make them come true."

"A donation?" Tan Wenjie glanced down at the things Zhang Wei had bought. "Are you sure?"

He only remembered that Zhang Wei's old phone hadn't been replaced in a long time.

"It's just that the kid I met was a little greedy; he only wanted these small gifts..." Zhang Wei sighed. "If I said I wouldn't buy them, Yifei and Yumo would look down on me."

"How many scenes did you secretly skip while I wasn't around?"

"What's the plot? By the way, Brother Jie, what about you? What kind of gift does the kid want?"

"I didn't receive it."

"Impossible! Yifei will never let you get away with this!"

After a moment's thought, Tan Wenjie said, "Yifei did give me an envelope last night."

"And then, and then what?"

"It says on it: an Apple laptop, an Apple phone, and a Kawasaki motorcycle."

Zhang Wei clapped his hands: "Hahaha, that's great, finally someone is even more unlucky than me."

Tan Wenjie: "So it was a gift. I thought Yifei wanted to give it to me. To refuse her kindness, I just threw the envelope in the trash."

Zhang Wei shook his head: "They'll look down on you if you do that. They'll think you're stingy."

“That’s extortion. Just because he wrote down a house on it, does that mean I have to give in?” Tan Wenjie said. “Besides, even if you give them all these things, they’ll still think you’re stingy.”

Zhang Wei: "..."

Why didn't I think of that?

They already had preconceived notions about themselves, so buying things wouldn't help.

Tan Wenjie then asked, "Have you ever thought that if you move so much stuff to 3601, Hu Yifei will kill you?"

"My room has been won by Yifei, and Ziqiao and the others complain that I'm too noisy at night, so I have no choice but to come to 3601 for refuge."

Even though the room is gone, we still want to show our love and care for the children.

"Then good luck to you. Oh, and remember to sign for the package later. The instant noodles will be delivered soon."

"Brother Jie, can I sign for your package and then eat two packs of your instant noodles?"

"Whatever, just save me one pack. I'm really curious about cilantro flavored instant noodles."

"It's instant noodles in a cup! How luxurious! And thank you so much, Brother Jie!"

Tan Wenjie had just taken the elevator downstairs when he ran into Hu Yifei, who was wearing a short skirt and a beret, with Qin Yumo following behind her.

When she saw Tan Wenjie, Qin Yumo kept winking at him.

Unfortunately, she didn't know that Tan Wenjie had a hard time reading other people's eyes, and could only stare blankly at her blinking long eyelashes.

"Tan Wenjie, didn't you receive the children's wishes last night? Why didn't you give them gifts? They've already complained to the neighborhood committee!"

"You are morally blackmailing me."

“You’re not short of money. What’s wrong with buying some things for the children? They are the flowers of our country.”

"Does having money mean you can be taken advantage of? Wanting a Kawasaki motorcycle when you're in elementary school? I don't think they'll become the flowers of our nation; they're more likely to become 'spirited young men' in the future."

"What? A Kawasaki motorcycle? Even the cheapest one costs tens of thousands of yuan!" Qin Yumo exclaimed.

Hu Yifei was speechless, then said, "Being stingy is fine, but giving charity has nothing to do with how much money you give. Giving nothing at all makes you seem heartless."

"Whatever." Tan Wenjie turned and left.

"I've never seen such a heartless person!" Hu Yifei exclaimed angrily.

Hu Yifei and Qin Yumo took the elevator home together.

In the elevator, Qin Yumo said softly, "But I think that gift was a bit excessive."

Hu Yifei said, "That's because he has no compassion at all. Even if he couldn't bear to buy a motorcycle, he could have bought something else."

Qin Yumo: "Apple laptop or Apple phone?"

"..." Hu Yifei was speechless.

Indeed, none of these three gifts were cheap.

The two chatted as they opened the door to room 3601, only to find Zhang Wei sitting at the dining table slurping instant noodles.

There were also "small gifts" that Zhang Wei had bought.

“Zhang Wei, you’re pretty good,” Hu Yifei nodded in satisfaction. “You’ve really impressed me. I’m considering whether to give the room back to you.”

Zhang Wei was overjoyed, then patted his chest and said, "I'm a lawyer, a high-income earner, and it's all for the sake of my child."

"It seems you're much more reliable than some people," Hu Yifei nodded in satisfaction.

"Zhang Wei, you've struck it rich! You're even eating instant noodles." Qin Yumo raised her hand and gently fanned her nose. "The cilantro smell is so strong."

"Oh, this is instant noodles that Brother Jie bought online. It tastes pretty good."

"Huh? Why is he suddenly eating instant noodles? Is he having financial difficulties?" Hu Yifei's expression changed slightly. Zhang Wei was full of questions: "But I've been eating instant noodles all the time, even the bagged kind!"

Hu Yifei completely ignored Zhang Wei's words and continued, "No wonder he was so unhappy. He's even reduced to eating instant noodles, and I still mocked him for not being able to afford a gift."

Qin Yumo nodded, "That's right, that's right."

Zhang Wei: "I eat instant noodles every day anyway, aren't you mocking me?"

Hu Yifei stomped her foot angrily: "This is outrageous! They're using charity as a tool to make money! I absolutely cannot let these bastards get away with this!"

Zhang Wei: "Can I return these items I bought?"

Hu Yifei turned and left.

Zhang Wei stood up: "Hey, Yifei, hey! Can I move back in now?"

He glanced at the noodles he had only half-eaten, then at Hu Yifei who was rushing out the door. After thinking it over again, he grabbed the instant noodles and ran out after her.

Qin Yumo hurriedly caught up, her face full of excitement: "We're going to see a good show again!"

……

After having a coffee outside and leisurely "playing" games all morning, Tan Wenjie finally returned home with his computer.

While the world wars continue, the overall situation is stable and improving.

He plans to expand into several more worlds, since once the level of interdimensional warfare is reached, all that's left is to wait out the inevitable.

Planning your own troop types is far less efficient than developing and supporting local forces.

After all, if certain worlds are treated as resource bases, this war spanning countless planes could cripple them simply by disrupting their resource supply lines.

He had just contacted Deadpool remotely and arranged to go to a new world with coordinates he had obtained to become superheroes. However, since Deadpool recently found a new job that is available year-round, he would have to wait a while, at least until Deadpool accidentally kills his boss someday.

As soon as Tan Wenjie opened the door to 3601, he smelled a fragrance.

Zhang Wei sat on the sofa, grinning as he looked at the figure in the kitchen wielding a spatula, which was spitting smoke.

"Yifei, can I eat something later?"

Without turning her head, Hu Yifei said, "Didn't you just eat instant noodles?"

"But I had only eaten half of my instant noodles when you slammed them into that person's face."

"Then you'll go hungry. This is my..."

Hu Yifei turned her head and saw that Tan Wenjie had returned. She put a bowl of egg fried rice on the table and said to Tan Wenjie, "Come here, sit down and eat egg fried rice."

"What's going on?" Tan Wenjie asked Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei glanced at Hu Yifei, then at Tan Wenjie, and finally blinked repeatedly, trying to explain the whole story with his eyes.

Zhang Wei: Yi Fei was furious because you were promised to be ripped off, so she stormed over to confront them. Unexpectedly, the other party was rude and even dared to make the first move, so Yi Fei knocked him away.

Hu Yifei: You blink so fast, you little devil! If you didn't blink, no one would think you're blind!

Zhang Wei: Yifei, you can even understand this?

Hu Yifei: What do you think?
Zhang Wei: Close your eyes!
Tan Wenjie: ?

He asked, "Zhang Wei, did you get a bug in your eye?"

"..."X2
It turns out that there really are people in Love Apartment who don't know how to read the room.

Having high combat strength is indeed impressive.

Tan Wenjie plopped down. Given his current condition, he didn't have a big appetite, but Hu Yifei's expression, which clearly said "If you don't eat, I'll kill you," still made him pick up a spoon.

Scoop a spoonful of fried rice and put it in your mouth.

"Hmm~!" Tan Wenjie nodded, and said under Hu Yifei's expectant gaze, "The eggshell is crisp but not crumbly, the rice is sticky but not soft, the salt grains are cohesive but not scattered, and the scallions are mashed without washing..."

Hu Yifei gritted her teeth: "You surnamed Tan, what do you mean?"

Tan Wenjie: "I mean it's very delicious, and it has none of the above shortcomings."

"Hmph, you know that much." Hu Yifei raised her chin slightly and said smugly, "This is the dish I'm best at and most proficient in."

"vegetable?"

"There are vegetables, eggs, and leftover rice, how can it not be considered a dish!"

Zhang Wei, standing to the side, rubbed his hands together and asked, "Yifei, can I have a bowl too?"

"I only cooked one bowl."

"what?"

"Because there was only one bowl of leftover rice."

Zhang Wei looked at Tan Wenjie with grief: "Brother Jie, can I have another bowl of instant noodles?"

"Make me one too."

"Okay!" Zhang Wei returned to 3602 with a happy smile.

Because the kitchen next door had been taken over by an untouchable, terrifying entity, he had no choice but to come back to boil water.

"Oh!"

Tang Youyou pushed open the door and barged in, saying, "Do you know that someone in our apartment building actually kicked the front door so hard it was deformed?"

“It’s Hu Yifei,” Zeng Xiaoxian said helplessly. “I just went to the residents’ committee to mediate, and it was confirmed that the resident had used excessive language and started a fight, but he couldn’t beat Hu Yifei and was sent to the hospital.”

"hiss--"

In this apartment building, only one person has managed to withstand a bullet's flash, and that person is now revered as Brother Jie and treated like a god by everyone.

Now, a second person has actually tried to achieve physical sainthood, but unfortunately, his foundation was too shallow. Hu Yifei destroyed his body, and all his cultivation efforts were in vain.

Zeng Xiaoxian said, "I've already explained things to the police officers, and this matter is basically over. However, Hu Yifei needs to compensate for the door."

"I'll pay his grandma's leg in return!"

Hearing the noise, Hu Yifei rushed over.

Everyone shrank back in unison.

Tan Wenjie walked over with Hu Yifei.

Seeing him approach, Qin Yumo immediately asked, "A-Jie, did you know that Yifei kicked down someone else's door for you?"

Tan Wenjie, who was listening to the gossip, asked in confusion, "How does her kicking down the door have anything to do with me?"

Hu Yifei nodded: "That's right, I can beat up whoever I want, it has nothing to do with him."

"Yifei heard that you were so poor that you could only afford instant noodles, but you were still being extorted for gifts. She was so angry that she rushed over to argue with you, and that's how the conflict started."

"I knew it." Tan Wenjie suddenly realized, "I just wanted to try cilantro-flavored instant noodles. Actually, I still have some money."

"Aren't you broke?"

"I have a mountain of gold, do you believe me?"

"Hahaha, this kind of joke is quite funny."

"..."

Zhang Wei, who was standing nearby, whispered, "I've been eating instant noodles all the time, every single day. Why doesn't anyone notice me?"

When a rich person suddenly eats instant noodles, everyone worries that they're not doing well. But when a poor person eats instant noodles every day, people actually ask if they've become rich.

Unsurprisingly, he was ignored once again.

"Yifei, can I go back to my place?"

"Don't think about it!"

How did you hear that?! (End of Chapter)