A life of financial freedom

Winter is here, and the temperature in Shanghai is inevitably dropping. The sea breeze blows by, bringing a hint of coolness.

At night, the lights dispel the darkness, and the corners of the basketball court.

Chu Fang, Rong Shunji, Wen Xiangbing, and Shao Liang sat next to each other, wiping the sweat from their foreheads. Looking at the people playing basketball in the basketball court, Wen Xiangbing couldn't help but sighed: "We haven't gathered together to play a game for a long time."

Shao Liang also spoke softly: "Yes."

"Alas!" Hearing this, Wen Xiangbing sighed, turned his head and looked at Rong Shunji: "What have you been doing recently? You rarely show up in the group."

"Busy!" Rong Shunji took a sip of water and replied slowly, "I'm different from you."

Now he has entered a new stage of life. He has a wife and a burden on his shoulders. He is not as free as before, not to mention that he is carrying hundreds of thousands of debts.

Although Chu Fang did not say a time limit, he also wanted to settle the debt as soon as possible.

Therefore, compared with several people, he seems to be busier.

Wen Xiangbing nodded and looked at Chu Fang again: "What about you? You seem to have disappeared from the face of the earth."

"Alas! I'm busy too!"

Chu Fang sighed, and before he could finish his words, Rong Shunji covered his mouth: "What are you saying!"

Shao Liang said: "Brother Chu is busy with love..."

"You understand me." Chu Fang gave Shao Liang a thumbs up.

These days, Chu Fang is in the stage of love, thinking about how to further develop the relationship between him and Zhong Tingyue.

And Zhong Tingyue is immersed in work, especially the idea of ​​developing a studio. He often works overtime until late at night, often has to meet with clients and understand their needs... ..., so he naturally accompanies Zhong Tingyue, so he seems a little busy.

I was supposed to continue to accompany Zhong Tingyue to work overtime tonight, but his girlfriend asked him to accompany him to play with a few buddies.

Chu Fang thought about it and realized that he hadn't seen them for a long time, so he played basketball tonight.

Chu Fang asked, "By the way, how is my company?"

"You're asking me?" Rong Shunji pointed at himself, very surprised, and raised his voice a few notes: "You are the company's president, you don't know the company's situation, but you ask me."

"Your wife is in my company..."

Recently, he really hasn't been to Founder Investment Co., Ltd. for a long time. He just took a simple look at the company evaluation report sent by the lawyer and the external supervisory agency. If there is no problem, he doesn't bother to pay attention.

He is quite relieved about Kangbo.

Wen Xiangbing said, "A company worth hundreds of millions doesn't care. This is President Chu's pattern!"

The four of them sat on the periphery of the basketball court, watching others play basketball and chatting. They talked about trivial matters in life, work troubles, and gossip about college classmates, who got married, which couple broke up, who got rich... ..., all over the world.

Accompanied by the breeze, it was quite comfortable.

Bang!

A heavy voice sounded, echoing around, followed by a sharp and piercing chirping sound.

The four looked in the direction of the sound and saw a delivery boy in a yellow robe hit a car and fell to the ground. The car happened to be Chu Fang's Cadillac.

Seeing this, the four people ran over quickly and helped the delivery boy up: "Are you okay?"

The delivery boy shook his head, as if he was dizzy, and couldn't speak for a while.

Chu Fang looked at the other person carefully. There were no signs of injury or blood oozing out of his body. He asked softly, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

At this moment, many people gathered around and whispered:

"The delivery guy drove too fast and accidentally hit the front of the car. The headlights and bumper were broken."

"At least tens of thousands of yuan will be paid."

"..."

The surrounding voices pulled the delivery guy out of the dizzy world and asked loudly, "How much?!"

One of the people explained, "Brother, look at what car you hit, a Cadillac, and I'm not mistaken, this Cadillac is not cheap, at least millions."

The delivery guy widened his pupils and looked at the Cadillac in front of him, his face pale.

Seeing that the delivery boy was standing steadily, Chu Fang said, "You should be fine, let's go."

As he said that, he took out the car key from his pocket and pressed it lightly. The Cadillac made a sound: "My car is insured, and you don't need to pay for it."

"Brother..." The delivery boy's face was full of surprise. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. "I'll kowtow to you..."

Chu Fang quickly supported the other party: "Don't do it, I still want to live a few more years."

From the appearance, he is much younger than the delivery boy, and he is afraid of shortening his life.

The delivery boy picked up his electric bike, and the front had already hitThe food inside was rotten, and all the food inside was scattered on the ground, but fortunately no one was hurt. He hesitated and said to Chu Fang: "Brother..."

"Let's go." Chu Fang knew what the simple delivery boy wanted to say, and waved his hand, "The insurance company will handle it. It's not easy for you to make money. The New Year is coming soon. Save some money to go back to your hometown for the New Year. Be careful on the way."

The delivery boy left, and Chu Fang retracted his gaze and smiled at the many onlookers: "There is no gossip to see, let's go."

"You are great, young man." An old man praised him.

"I just have some spare money." Chu Fang shrugged his shoulders, "If I don't have money, even if I searched all over the world, I would ask the delivery boy to pay for it. I don't deserve your praise."

"That's good too." The old man said, "Thinking back then when we..."

"Uncle, go home quickly, auntie is waiting anxiously." Seeing the old man pulling him and wanting to tell those heartwarming stories in the past, Chu Fang felt a headache.

These old men and old ladies can chat with anyone they meet.

After everyone left, Chu Fang looked at the scratches on his car. He was afraid that 10,000 yuan would not be enough to repair it. He turned to his three friends and said, "You three brothers..."

"Let's carpool." Wen Xiangbing showed the taxi app, "I'm afraid I won't have tomorrow if I take your car."

"..."

What kind of friends are these? ! ... ...Looking at the backs of the three people leaving, Chu Fang sighed for his careless friendship.

He immediately drove the Cadillac away from the stadium and went to a 4S car shop. After a careful inspection, the car repairman came up with an accurate repair figure of 42,000 yuan.

Chu Fang put the car in the shop for repair and took a taxi back to the studio to pick up Zhong Tingyue.