A life of financial freedom

Zhong Tingyue played around for a while, but finally accepted the fact that she was a dog.

Thinking about it, she felt a little regretful. She should have held on for a while longer. The dog was Chu Fang.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She had thought that Chu Fang had just graduated and was still a poor college student, so she tried every means to help him find business. Now she thought about it, she was so stupid.

So stupid!

Even when eating, Zhong Tingyue stared at Chu Fang, and the latter put on a smug look.

The two had breakfast and took advantage of the bright sunshine today to date like normal couples, buying milk tea, watching movies, shopping... ...

The winter sun is always so gentle, and on Saturday, there are many people in the streets and alleys of the Magic City, walking, shopping, or shopping.

Shopping seems to be a female nature, and Zhong Tingyue is no exception.

Wandering around major fashion stores, selecting suitable clothes, trying them on and comparing them one by one, the only difference is that others want to buy after trying them on, but she eliminates the desire to buy after trying them on.

"Does it look good?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

At this moment, Zhong Tingyue is wearing a classic camel coat, with a simple and elegant silhouette design, enough looseness, fashionable and advanced.

Chu Fang looked at his girlfriend carefully, touched his chin and said: "I still think that beige long coat looks good, and it matches your white sweater and white wide-leg pants very well, giving you a fairy-like feeling."

"Really?" Zhong Tingyue turned around on the spot, with joy in her voice.

It was not because of her boyfriend's compliments, but since she went shopping, she asked Chu Fang about her outfit, and the other party gave her own views and opinions, without being irritable or perfunctory.

"You have to believe in my vision." Chu Fang said, "Daniel said that I have a good aesthetic sense."

"Who is Daniel?"

"The designer of Micro Times, I heard he is a very famous designer abroad, and my clothes have always been designed and cut by him."

Zhong Tingyue thought of the outrageously expensive private customization store, where clothes alone cost millions a year.

The waiter next to her listened to the two people chatting, with a skilled smile on her face, and envied them in her heart.

With just one glance, she knew that the boy in front of her was telling the truth.

Chu Fang's simple set of clothes was tailored to fit and appropriate. It seemed simple, but in fact it was full of secrets. It was obviously made by a master.

Zhong Tingyue took off her coat and said to the waiter, "Sorry, let me take another look."

"It's okay." The waiter bent down, "It's our fault that we can't meet your requirements."

The two left the clothing store immediately, and Chu Fang rolled his eyes at his girlfriend, "You are really amazing. You tried on the clothes but didn't buy them, which made the waiter embarrassed."

The waiter blamed himself for not being able to provide good clothes for Zhong Tingyue.

"Hehe..." Zhong Tingyue smiled faintly.

Tired of shopping, the two went to the movies again. It was already afternoon and the sun was setting slowly.

Seeing this, Chu Fang drove Zhong Tingyue away. Seeing the car heading to the suburbs, the latter asked: "Where are we going?"

Chu Fang pretended to be mysterious: "You'll know when we get there."

Soon the car entered the suburbs, turned a corner and ran up the mountain. In a moment, it drove to the top of the mountain. There was a spacious platform with enough space to park a car.

Zhong Tingyue walked out of the car and looked ahead. She saw the sunset, like a gorgeous painting unfolding in front of her eyes, slowly sinking, like an elegant dancer, swaying the light on the last stage...

Chu Fang walked to her side, put his hands in his pockets, and also admired the beautiful sunset in front of him.

Both of them kept silent and watched quietly. Their hearts were very peaceful at this moment, as gentle as the sunset.

Until the sun sets, the whole world seems to dim in an instant. Zhong Tingyue slowly retracts her gaze, takes Chu Fang's hand, and feels the temperature: "The sun has set, let's go."

"Okay."

... ...

Recently, Yateng Yige has almost fallen into bankruptcy, the morale is low, the project is suspended, the entire decoration department has left, and the remaining employees are also in a panic. Some are sitting in the company, preparing to apply for other companies; some are in a daze, already in their thirties or forties, with an old mother and children at home, and the pressure of life is extremely great. If they leave the company, where can they find a job? They are so anxious that their hair has turned white.

Seeing the financial manager walk out of Ma Junjie's office and leave the company with a cardboard box, everyone said:

"All the managers of major departments have resigned, the company is completely hopeless, and we should find another way out."

"Alas! President Ming died and left a mess."

"President Ma has been exhausted these days, but it's useless."

"..."

The voices of the people were loud, filling the entire company.

The same as Chu FangDai Yixin, who entered the company at that time, sat in front of Li Fei's workstation: "Li Fei, I'm going to resign, what about you?"

Li Fei replied: "I want to stay for a few more days, I believe that Mr. Ma will find a way."

"Mr. Ma is neither a rich second-generation nor has deep connections. He is just an ordinary person. What can he do?" Dai Yixin said, "Now I envy Chu Fang and Cai Guan. If I had been like them, I would have quit and hung out with Sister Zhong. Now I would at least have a stable job."

When leaving, Zhong Tingyue also asked the two if they were willing to follow her, promising that their salary would remain unchanged, but absolutely guaranteed that they would understand the interior design industry and improve their professional skills, but the two refused and preferred to stay in Yateng Yige.

"No more."

Dai Yixin tidied her clothes, picked up the resignation application and walked into Ma Junjie's office, and put the application on the table: "Mr. Ma, I want to leave, sorry."

Ma Junjie looked at the application, his face did not change at all, and said: "Think about it more."

For every employee who resigned, he would let the other party think more first.

"Boss Ma, I just graduated and can't stand wasting time in the company." Dai Yixin answered honestly.

"You were my former subordinate, you should believe in my ability."

Dai Yixin was silent for a while: "Okay."

Seeing this, Ma Junjie showed a happy and bright smile on his face.

For so many days, he said the same thing to the employees who resigned countless times. The employees of other departments had to leave, but his subordinates in the original design department stayed.

Just based on this, he felt that his efforts in these days were not in vain.

Just at this time, there was a noise outside, Ma Junjie stood up and pulled his suit: "Let's go, I have a good news for you."

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