The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Ye Shu picked up her phone from the table, found a profile picture in her contacts, and tapped on it. The contact name at the top of the screen was "Song Yunyun," and the chat window still showed the system notification from when she had just added the friend.

Ye Shu held her phone for a few seconds, pondered for a moment, and typed a line:

Are you free right now?

The message was sent, not expecting an instant reply. Ye Shu had just picked up her chopsticks when her phone rang.

【It's not easy, Ye Shu, you finally spared this little bit of data to send me a message!】

"Speak, what is it?"

Ye Shu looked at the slightly resentful reply, grinned somewhat embarrassedly, and quickly typed a reply:

【There is something I need. A friend of mine wants to try his hand at social media or something, but he's a complete beginner. I was thinking of asking you, a professional, for advice on how to sell products.】

The message was sent, followed by several minutes of silence. Han Yang couldn't hold back any longer and asked on the other end:

"How's it going? Is the tutor you found reliable? Has he replied to you yet?"

"Yes, we're talking about it now."

Ye Shu stared at the screen, and two minutes later, a message came back:

[Ye Shu, tell me the truth, is that friend you mentioned yourself? (doge emoji) Want to go into the sex industry but too embarrassed to say so directly?]

Ye Shu burst out laughing and showed her phone to Han Yang. Han Yang chuckled too.

"This woman is pretty sharp."

[No, it's a friend of mine whose family owns a supermarket. He had a batch of apples that he couldn't sell, so he was thinking of looking for ways to sell them online.]

The reply was a little faster this time.

Okay then. What can I say, I'm beautiful and kind-hearted. But, Ye Shu, you have to treat me to dinner later.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Ye Shu immediately expressed his opinion:

[Absolutely. Whenever you come to Nancheng, or go home, you can choose the place.]

After sending this message, the matter was considered tentatively settled. He put down his phone and just said to Han Yang:

"All done, now I'll wait for their remote guidance."

The phone buzzed again; it was another message from Song Yunyun:

Are you also in the southern part of the city?

What a coincidence! I'm also in Nancheng right now, on a business trip.

【Then send me your location. I'm free right now, I'll come find you and give you a live demonstration.】

what?

Ye Shu stared at the screen, her lips twitching involuntarily. A question mark slowly appeared in her mind, followed by more question marks.

Is the world really that small?

Then they still sent me their location and a message:

Okay, come on over then. My friend and I are having dinner out right now, so you can treat us.

Putting down her phone, she looked up and met Han Yang's expectant gaze. She opened her mouth, somewhat incredulous.

"You might not believe it, but she happens to be in Nancheng too, and she'll be here in a bit."

Han Yang was also stunned, forgetting to put the slice of meat he was holding into his mouth:

"Huh? Coming over now? Here? Are you such a decisive teacher?"

"It just goes to show how small the world is."

About half an hour later, just as Ye Shu received a message on his phone that Song Yunyun had arrived, and he looked up at the door, the glass door was pushed open.

Song Yunyun walked in, wearing a light-colored long dress with a beige knitted cardigan over it. Her long hair was draped smoothly over her shoulders, and she carried a rather exquisite small bag on her shoulder.

She stood at the door and peeked around briefly. Her eyes were clear, and she exuded a pure aura that was somewhere between campus and society. Anyone who didn't know her would definitely think she was a student from a nearby university.

Ye Shu immediately stood up, waved to her, then said to Han Yang, "They've arrived," and went to greet them, leading Song Yunyun back to their seats.

"You arrived pretty quickly! Was the journey smooth?"

"It's alright. I took a taxi here; I just happen to be nearby."

Song Yunyun smiled, her gaze already fixed on Han Yang not far away.

"Come on, let me introduce myself."

Ye Shu led Song Yunyun to the table and first pointed to Han Yang:

"This is my buddy, Han Yang, the one I just told you about, the one who suffered from selling apples."

Then he said to Han Yang:

"This is my high school classmate, Song Yunyun, a professional and a big internet celebrity."

Song Yunyun has a great personality; she's very generous and outgoing. She took a half-step forward, smiled, and proactively extended her hand.

"Hello Han Yang, my name is Song Yunyun. Don't listen to Ye Shu's nonsense, it's not that exaggerated."

However, Han Yang's response faltered.

He was still holding the chopsticks he used for eating barbecue, staring intently at Song Yunyun until Ye Shu kicked him from below, which brought him back to his senses.

"Ah! Hello, hello!"

Han Yang quickly jumped up from his seat, put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands, and then carefully took Song Yunyun's hand:

"Hello, my name is Han Yang. Han is the Han in Han Yang, and Yang is the Yang in Han Yang."

He said those words without thinking; even he wanted to slap himself after saying them.

Song Yunyun was clearly taken aback by this self-introduction. She paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, her eyes crinkling into crescents. She found it truly amusing.

"Your self-introduction is quite unique. I'll remember it. Han from Han Yang, Yang from Han Yang, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Han Yang nodded hurriedly.

Ye Shu, watching from the side, said:

"Alright, everyone, sit down, don't stand."

Ye Shu originally intended to sit next to Han Yang, but was inexplicably pushed back to his original seat, and Song Yunyun naturally sat down next to him.

The waiter quickly came over to refill the cups and cutlery. For a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.

Ye Shu took the initiative to start the conversation:

"The story is what I just told you: he bought a batch of apples, but found they weren't selling well offline."

Han Yang, having recovered somewhat from the initial shock of being struck by the beauty of Song Yunyun's face, began to add details. When he talked about being chased by the city management officers and then chased away by the security guards, he still sounded a bit indignant, which made Song Yunyun laugh a few times.

"So we thought, could we try shooting some videos online and posting them on short video platforms to see how it goes?"

The two of them recounted the whole story, one after the other. Song Yunyun nodded and asked:

"Did you bring the Apple samples? Also, did you conduct your own analysis of your original pricing strategy, advantages, and disadvantages?"

Han Yang immediately said:

"Yes, I brought it! It's in the car!"

He was about to get up to get it.

"No rush, let's talk first."

Song Yunyun gestured for him to sit down, then took out a rather professional-looking leather notebook and a pen from her small bag.

"Please continue, I'll jot down the key points."

Seeing her professional demeanor, Ye Shu couldn't help but ask:

"Teacher Song, aren't you a self-media creator? How come you're so professional?"

Song Yunyun raised her head, twirling the pen on her finger:

"Ye, the times are closing in. How long do you think you can sustain yourself by just making videos out of love? Monetization is the key. My current account also handles brand promotions and product sales. Market analysis, user profiling, and data analysis are all fundamental skills. Otherwise, how can I live up to your calling me 'teacher'?"

"My apologies, Professor Song, please continue."

Ye Shu made a "please" gesture, no longer disturbing the professional discussion over there, and focused on the perfectly grilled beef on her plate.

As for Han Yang, his eyes were always on Song Yunyun's face. No matter what she said, he would just nod and say "uh-huh," and it was impossible to tell how much he actually listened to.

Just then, Ye Shu's phone rang again, and the caller ID showed "them".

Ye Shu didn't think much of it and picked up the phone to answer. Before he could even say anything, a slightly impatient voice, sounding like someone who had just woken up, came from the other end of the line:

"Ye Shu, where are you? Didn't you say you'd bring back something delicious for lunch? What time is it? If you're coming back late, I'll just find something to eat myself."

Ye Shu immediately recognized who was online and replied:

"Sister Xia Qing, something came up here and I might be a little late. What would you like to eat? I'll bring it back for you when I'm done."

Perhaps because Song Yunyun and Ye Shu were too close, Xia Qing on the other end of the phone seemed to have overheard something and asked directly:

"Is there a woman talking to you? Who are you with?"

"Ah, it's a high school classmate of mine. Xiao Nuan met her when she was in my hometown. I've asked her to come over today to talk about something."

Ye Shu thought his answer was perfectly fine, but Xia Qing on the other end of the phone remained silent for a few seconds. When she spoke again, the sleepiness in her voice had vanished:

"Where are you now? Send me your location and I'll come over right away."

The topic jumped too far, and Ye Shu's mind couldn't keep up for a moment:

"Oh? You're here too?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

Xia Qing's imposing aura seemed to emanate from the phone, causing Ye Shu to involuntarily shiver.

"Okay... okay."

The call was abruptly ended. Ye Shu took her phone and sent the location of the barbecue restaurant, along with a message...

[Guaranteed delicious all-you-can-eat BBQ, just let me know when you arrive]

After hanging up the phone, I silently picked up a lettuce leaf, wrapped a piece of meat in it, and stuffed it into my mouth.

Why is everyone flocking to this barbecue restaurant today? Did the almanac say today is auspicious for eating barbecue?