A life of financial freedom

Moon Room Studio.

Chu Fang thought about it, looked at Cai Guan, and asked, "Little Fatty, you've been getting close to Jiang Wenzhen recently."

The little fat man frowned slightly, and it was obvious that he was a little irritated: "Jiang Jie supervised me to exercise."

"Ah?"

Since the team building was over, Jiang Wenzhen seemed to stick to her principles, urging Cai Guan to exercise and lose weight every day, and kept repeating it in his ear, even if he had no idea of ​​losing weight, Jiang Wenzhen did the same.

He was annoyed by the nagging.

Hearing this, Chu Fang touched his chin and made a direct conclusion: "She likes you."

"It shouldn't be." The little fat man thought for a while and replied, "Jiang Jie is just bored."

"Wrong!" Chu Fang retorted, "You are still young and you don't understand, you don't know what love is, Jiang Wenzhen is deeply in love with you."

"Let's make a bet."

"No bet."

When it comes to guessing people's hearts, the little fat man is an expert, with extremely delicate sensitivity and mind.

Chu Fang stretched himself and looked at the sunset outside the window, feeling quite happy; "It's time to get off work again, I'm so tired."

"What did you do today? Are you still tired?" Zhong Tingyue's clear voice was speechless.

"Don't worry, I'm just tired anyway."

"..."

After get off work, the two went home facing the sunset.

After opening the door, the tabby cat Lily squatted at the door as usual, waiting for her owner to come home, and suddenly jumped into Zhong Tingyue's arms, calling her affectionately.

Chu Fang felt sad.

That was originally his position.

Chu Fang noticed the strange gaze, and saw the little yellow-haired dog looking up at him, wagging his little tail, with visible happiness on his face.

He squatted down and stroked the puppy: "Little yellow-haired dog is still very good, and I didn't take care of you in vain."

The little yellow-haired dog lived very well at home. Not only did he successfully adapt to life at home, but he also had a superior IQ. In just a few days, he didn't have the bad habits of those puppies, just like a child.

More importantly, the little yellow-haired dog was extremely enthusiastic, well-behaved and cute, and looked like a smiling angel to everyone in the family.

It was in sharp contrast to the cold tabby cat.

Chu Fang loved this little dog even more.

The little yellow-haired dog enjoyed Chu Fang's touch, and his eyes narrowed.

Chu Fang stroked it for a while, then went into the kitchen to cook, and Zhong Tingyue followed to help.

... ...

Yulin Middle School.

As the bell rang, boys and girls swarmed out and went home.

Zhong Rou lost her previous spirit, walked out of the school slowly, looked at the red clouds in the sky, and her heart was empty.

She touched her pocket again, and it was empty.

Her heart was even emptier.

Her group of younger brothers looked at each other and said:

"Big sister, money is meant to be spent, don't be too sad."

"We are your backer."

"I saved a hundred pocket money, big sister, I'll give it to you."

"..."

The younger brothers said a few words and took out their pockets.

Zhong Rou sighed and slowly retracted her gaze: "Get out of here, don't show up in front of me."

The younger brothers left, leaving only her and Wen Qing.

Wen Qing whispered: "Rou Rou, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come."

"Money is still money even if it's old."

Because she almost emptied her savings by adopting the little yellow-haired boy, she has been in extreme melancholy and regret in the past few days.

I can't even support myself, why should I adopt that little yellow-haired boy.

It's all Zhong Tingyue's fault. He didn't care about the feelings of his biological sister at all. He was so cold and heartless.

That person is a devil.

The two came to the stall, and Zhong Rou said, "I have no money, you can just buy your own."

Wen Qing said generously, "I'll treat you."

Zhong Rou ate the fried skewers, feeling very bitter. Life without money is like losing life, dignity, and security...

My life is gone.

No!

I can't live like this anymore, I have to make money.

Now Zhong Rou has no messy thoughts in her mind, and she is not even interested in studying, and she is only focused on making money.

Watching the aunt frying the skewers skillfully, brushing the seasonings on them, and being so busy that she can't find the north, Zhong Rou asked, "Auntie, do you make money by selling fried skewers?"

Auntie smiled and replied, "Just enough to make a living."

"Is the profit big?"

"Just enough to subsidize the family."

"What is the specific daily income?"

"..."

The aunt who fried the skewers glanced at Zhong Rou, stretched her neck and asked her, with a look of determination to achieve her goal.

What's wrong with this child?

How to get to the bottom of it.

How much can I tell you exactly?

No sense of boundaries at all.

Zhong Rou was not in a hurry to go home. She stayed by the stall and asked the aunt about the cost and profit of setting up the stall. When the sun went down, she was a little disappointed.

"Auntie, you saidWhat kind of business is easy, low-cost, and has high profits? "

"How high is the profit?"

"Well... It's about the same as selling drugs."

You are really cruel!

Zhong Rou was full of enthusiasm, but unfortunately she didn't get an answer.

The two little girls went home slowly.

Wen Qing asked: "Rou Rou, are you short of money?"

"Yes, I'm short of money."

"I saved some money..."

"That's your money, it has nothing to do with me." Zhong Rou frowned, looked at the sky, put her hands together, and prayed devoutly: "Money, money, money, I want money, God, give me money."

Back to the community, Wen Qing's mother was waiting for them. Zhong Rou went inside in a daze. Wen Qing's mother asked: "Why is Xiao Rou so depressed?"

Wen Qing told the truth, and Wen Qing's mother smiled: "Hurry up and call Xiao Rou, I'll show her a way out. ”

... ...

“It’s almost 7:30, why haven’t you come back yet?” Chu Fang said softly as he watched the night fall.

Zhong Rou was working, and without looking up, she answered: “Maybe she had too much fun outside.”

Zhong Rou was very playful, and would stop to watch anything interesting on the road.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened, and then she heard that iconic voice, chic and loud: “Young master, I’m back!”

Zhong Rou slid into the living room in a flash.

The little yellow-haired boy was very happy, circling around her, wagging his tail at high speed.

“Little yellow-haired boy, I’m going to do a big business in a few days, and the money will come rolling in. From now on, we will never live under someone else’s roof again.”

... ...

At the dinner table, Zhong Rou swayed her body, looking very proud, and her appetite was much better than the previous few days. She then told her big business: “Sister, brother-in-law, I’m going to set up a stall, and I’m going to make a lot of money!”

“What big money can you make from setting up a stall? "Chu Fang said, "Isn't there something wrong with your definition of big money?"

"Brother-in-law, don't discourage my enthusiasm." Zhong Rou glared at him, "Why can't I make money by setting up a stall? I want to establish myself in the Magic City, go to Asia, break out of the world, and become a world trend."

"..."

You are so high-spirited about setting up a stall, you have made me excited, Chu Fang thought.

Zhong Tingyue added a bowl of soup to Chu Fang and said slowly: "What are you going to sell?"