A life of financial freedom

The proper Chinese food is suitable for company team building.

Arrived at an ordinary Sichuan restaurant in Shanghai.

Chu Fang and the other four newcomers found a place at random and sat down directly, while Zhong Tingyue sat with several talented colleagues in the design department. They all got their place in the company by their own ability.

Ma Junjie looked around and sat directly next to Zhong Tingyue, who frowned slightly, with a hint of irritation on her delicate face.

Zhong Tingyue stood up and told the colleagues present that she was going to the bathroom.

After going to the bathroom, she sat directly with Chu Fang and the other four newcomers.

Chu Fang narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He could feel the embarrassment in the heart of the rival.

At the wine table, everyone present came and went, and toasted.

The atmosphere among colleagues in Yateng Yige Company was quite good. There was not much intrigue and scheming. Everyone was doing their own thing. Except for Han Li, the weirdo, there was very little bullying.

I heard that Han Li and the company's boss were relatives, so he was a little arrogant.

But it was actually okay. After two or three glasses of wine, Han Li was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

Chu Fang patted him on the shoulder and called him Brother Han, but this smiling tiger called him Brother Chu instead.

In a few minutes, he dealt with Han Li, who promised him that he would walk sideways like a crab in the company in the future, Han Li said.

The fat man Cai Guan looked up at Chu Fang with envy.

In terms of work, he thought he was better than this brother Chu. His university grades were not bad, and he had ideas for design composition, but the workplace did not only look at his technical ability and experience, but also at his ability to communicate with others. In this regard, Chu Fang was far ahead of him.

In half a month, Chu Fang had established a good relationship with his colleagues in the company, chatting with everyone and having a good time.

After a while, Ma Junjie came to the table with a glass of wine, patted the fat man Cai Guan, raised the glass, and said with a smile: "Welcome to join the company. I hope you have a happy life in the company. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me directly, or Tingyue. She is very capable and willing to help others."

Damn it!

I haven't called Tingyue yet, but you still called her.

Chu Fang restrained his inner emotions, smiled and raised the glass, and toasted Ma Junjie several times in a row. While toasting, he said all kinds of admiring words, such as "Minister, you are really amazing, the person I admire most, and you are simply the man in my dream."

He kept toasting until Ma Junjie waved his hand, couldn't drink anymore, and left directly, and then stopped toasting.

As a senior management, Ma Junjie's alcohol tolerance is not bad, but Chu Fang's alcohol tolerance is very good, but he has the great achievement of "sweeping the bar street".

In addition, Ma Junjie had already drunk a lot of wine just now, so he was naturally at a disadvantage.

Watching Ma Junjie leave, he shook his head, feeling a little confused, and went out of the hotel.

He leaned against the door of the hotel and looked at the sky.

The starry sky in summer is like a black sky dotted with countless diamonds, dotted with stars.

Occasionally, a salty sea breeze blew by, carrying some of the body's heat, and he was slightly more energetic.

To be honest, he didn't drink much tonight, just a few glasses of white wine, which couldn't make him drunk, but he didn't know why, after a few glasses of wine, he felt a little drowsy.

"Drunk?"

At this moment, a clear voice came from his ears, he still kept looking up at the night sky, and replied stubbornly: "No."

"Milk."

"Not drunk, don't drink."

"Okay."

Zhong Tingyue tore open the package and drank it in small sips.

Chu Fang retracted his gaze, his eyes were full of disbelief, staring at the other party.

Under the stars and the moon, Zhong Tingyue seemed like a beautiful scenery, wearing a white dress, pure as snow, like a fairy under the moonlight. The skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, turning up layers of white waves.

Her face was beautiful, her contours were elegant, and her nose was straight, giving people a perfect combination of perseverance and elegance.

Sensing Chu Fang's gaze, was there a bit of mischief in those clear eyes?

"No, are you really drinking?" Chu Fang's voice rose eight degrees.

"It would be a waste if you don't drink it."

"..."

Chu Fang rolled his eyes at the other party, and Zhong Tingyue walked into the hotel, came out with a box of milk, tore open the package, and handed it to him.

He did not refuse, took it, and drank it.

Under the night, the two kept silent and drank milk.

After drinking, Chu Fang looked around and saw a trash can ten meters away. He raised his hand and sent the milk box directly to the trash can. As expected -

The three-pointer did not go in.

Awkward!

"Hehe."

A mocking laugh came from the side, and Chu Fang curled his lips.

At this time, Zhong Tingyue had also finished drinking, and raised her hand and threw the milk carton in her hand.

It didn't go in either.

"Hehe."

The two bad chess players collided.The waiter at the door couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up the two milk cartons and put them in the trash can.

"Zhong Tingyue, you can't do it either."

"I'm a girl, why are you comparing with me?" Zhong Tingyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Gender equality." Chu Fang said, "Why should boys hit the target? It's unreasonable."

Zhong Tingyue didn't argue with him, stretched her body, and her graceful figure was undoubtedly revealed: "Walk with me for a while?"

"Is there any benefit?"

"You can go if you want."

After saying that, Zhong Tingyue left the hotel and walked to the sidewalk. Chu Fang stood there thinking for a while and followed.

Ma Junjie walked out of the hotel and frowned as he looked at the two people walking one after another, with a look of disappointment and loneliness on his face.

... ...

There is a river outside the hotel, and there are many people by the river. They gather in groups of three or two to chat, or walk silently, blow the wind, take a walk, and enjoy the coolness of the summer night.

The two walked side by side.

Chu Fang tilted his head and stared at Zhong Tingyue, who looked calm: "Does it look good?"

"Then what is the definition of good-looking..."

Zhong Tingyue's mouth twitched slightly, and she recalled Chu Fang's answer and interrupted: "Forget it."

"Don't you want to listen?" Chu Fang asked, "What if there are different answers?"

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue stopped and turned to look at Chu Fang: "Tell me."

"Good-looking, literally means pleasing to the eye at first glance..."

Before he finished repeating, Zhong Tingyue strode forward.

What on earth was she thinking?

She actually thought she could hear a different answer from Chu Fang.

"Hey, hey, I'm just kidding." Chu Fang chased after him and walked shoulder to shoulder. "I didn't expect that you, Zhong Tingyue, would get angry because of other people's comments. If those who regard you as an iceberg goddess in their hearts knew about it, would they be shocked and lose their cold filter for you from then on?"

"What they think in their hearts has nothing to do with me." Zhong Tingyue replied.

"That's right." Chu Fang thought about it. Zhong Tingyue didn't seem to care much about what others thought of her. He shrugged his shoulders, suddenly stretched his neck, and asked: "By the way, do you want to know what image you have in my mind?"