A life of financial freedom

Shudu, as usual, is rainy and gloomy, a good day for leisure.

Mother Chu rode her electric donkey to the mahjong hall early to play mahjong with a group of old babies, and she was seen with her lips slightly curled.

It was another day of bad luck, and I lost again today.

"Don't be unhappy, you only lost a few dozen yuan." An old girlfriend said with a smile.

"A few dozen yuan is not money?" Mother Chu rolled her eyes.

"It is money to us, but to you, is it money? No! It's paper!" Another girlfriend also said: "Xiao Fang is the boss of Modu, making a lot of money, you can do whatever you want."

"That's because my child is smart!" Mother Chu straightened her chest and answered with a proud tone.

"Yes, yes, your Guaiguai is smart." A middle-aged curly-haired woman on the right nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and then said: "By the way, my daughter will go to Shanghai for an exam in a few days. She can't rent a hotel. Can she stay at Xiaofang's place for a few days?"

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Chu's mother thought for a while, "I'll ask Guaiguai."

"Okay." The curly-haired woman nodded again.

"Working" until the evening, the sky was drizzling, and Chu's mother's mentality was much better. The money she lost was won back.

Seeing Chu's father driving to pick her up, Chu's mother immediately rejected the card game: "No more playing, no more playing, I want to go home."

After that, she left the mahjong hall and trotted into the car.

Leaving behind a few old babies looking at each other, smiling and shaking their heads.

With such a best friend, daily life is quite interesting.

While driving, Dad Chu asked, "You seem very happy?"

"Yes."

"Won?"

"Yes."

"Very good."

"Yes."

"..."

Back home, Mom Chu was making dinner. After the two finished eating, Mom Chu lay on the sofa, watching short videos, and occasionally bursting into laughter.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and said, "What do you think, Guaiguai and Xiaoyue are doing?"

After a pause, his eyes shone with gold: "Will they suddenly give me grandchildren? I'm going to be a grandmother, ahahaha, I'm going to be a grandmother..."

Dad Chu listened quietly to his wife's imagination, nodding from time to time, and chatting about the scenes of being a grandmother and grandfather.

Just as Chu's mother was lost in her fantasy, she remembered something and sat up from the sofa: "Oh, I forgot something. I need to call Guaiguai."

She immediately dialed Chu Fang's number and heard the familiar voice: "Hello, Mom."

"Hello, Guaiguai, I am your most beautiful, gentle and smart mother."

"... ..., what's the matter with you?" Chu Fang was not surprised by his mother's opening remarks and asked immediately.

"Can't I call you if I'm fine? I'm your mother, is it unreasonable to call you? You don't call me, you have no conscience, but I took the initiative to call you, and you seem to be quite disgusted? Well, I understand it now. As the old saying goes, you forget your mother after you marry a wife, and you are about to forget me without even marrying a wife..."

Although Chu Fang is familiar with the opening remarks, his mother always finds a breakthrough to teach him a lesson.

He had no choice but to listen. After a ten-minute chatter, Chu's mother finally remembered the main business: "How are you and Xiaoyue doing?"

"Very well."

"How well?"

"Well... very well."

"Hmph!" Chu's mother snorted, not satisfied with her answer, and said: "Be good, you and Xiaoyue are good to each other, don't make trouble, if you ruin my grandma's dream, I will never forgive you."

"..."

It can be heard that Chu's mother and Zhong Tingyue have a good relationship.

After chatting with Chu's mother and father for a while, the call ended immediately.

"Oh, did I forget something?" Chu's mother was watching short videos, and her brain suddenly "short-circuited".

Chu's father answered slowly: "Your best friend's daughter is going to Shanghai for an exam, and asked my son if he can provide accommodation."

"Oh, I forgot."

"..."

The Shanghai Airport is crowded with people coming and going.

Two girls were seen dragging their suitcases out of the airport.

One was dressed simply, with a T-shirt, casual pants, and white shoes, and had a pretty face; the other had short black hair and wore sunglasses, looking heroic.

"Fuck! Shanghai is so prosperous, it's so different from the city we're in. I wish I could settle down in Shanghai." The short-haired girl looked around and couldn't help but sigh.

"Qinqin, we're here to take the exam." The pretty girl said softly.

"Oh! Don't say it, it gives me a headache just thinking about it." The short-haired girl sighed, took off her sunglasses, and said to her companion; "By the way, the one your mother is looking forIs the boy reliable? We two little girls live in his house. If something goes wrong, we will be helpless. "

"If it doesn't work, we will spend a lot of money to stay in a high-end hotel, eat well and sleep well, so that we can have the strength to take the exam."

The pretty girl thought for a while: "It should be reliable. He has a good reputation."

Hearing this, the short-haired girl had to nod and give up the idea of ​​staying in a high-priced hotel. After all, during the exam period, the hotel price increased, at least 1,000 a day, plus miscellaneous expenses, a month's salary will be gone for the exam, and every bit of money saved is a bit saved.

The two waited outside, the sun was shining, and the short-haired girl frowned slightly; "What's the matter? Didn't the boy say he would pick us up? Why hasn't he arrived yet? He has no sense of time."

"It should be here soon. "

The two stood.

Suddenly, a car as deep as a black hole came from afar, with smooth and elegant lines and a powerful body design. It is not only a symbol of the brand, but also a symbol of identity.

"Wow~~~" Seeing the car, the short-haired woman's eyes lit up and she grabbed her companion's arm: "Sisi, that's a Bentley, worth at least three or four million, it's my dream car. I really want to know who drives this car, it must be a big shot."

To the surprise of the short-haired woman, the Bentley stopped in front of the two, and a handsome and tall young man got off immediately, looking at them with a slight arc on his face.

Oops!

I don't know him, why is he smiling at me?

What do you think of this smile?

Does he like me?

Then what should I do?

Should I accept his love?

If I accept the pursuit directly, am I not reserved?

If I don't accept it, I will lose his face, which is not good.

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