A life of financial freedom

Knock, knock, knock...

Early in the morning, Chu Fang just got up and heard a knock on the door, and then opened it.

Qin Qin was standing outside, wearing a T-shirt with a slightly loose collar, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone, and dark blue denim shorts on the lower body, which were cut to fit her body, and her legs were well-proportioned and slender.

At this moment, she was holding buns and white porridge, smiling sweetly: "Brother Chu Fang, I just bought breakfast and bought some for you."

"... OK, thank you." Chu Fang took the breakfast and nodded: "Don't buy it in the future, I usually make breakfast."

The two stood at the door, seeing that Chu Fang didn't seem to want to let her in, Qin Qin kept smiling: "OK, then you eat, I'm leaving."

After that, Qin Qin went to the next door.

Chu Fang looked at the closed door, sighed, and shook his head gently.

"I don't like her!" The voice of the sister-in-law reached his ears, with a sense of indignation in her tone.

"You are such an ungrateful person. I bought you breakfast."

Chu Fang closed the door and placed breakfast on the table. It was a rich and exquisite breakfast of steamed buns, steamed rice, porridge, hot milk, and a few dishes of pickled vegetables. It was obviously a thoughtful thing.

"I just don't like it!" Zhong Rou's mouth curled up, as if she was hanging an oil bottle, "That woman has bad intentions."

After a pause, she glanced at Chu Fang: "Brother-in-law, do you like her?"

Hearing this, Chu Fang smiled and stuffed the steamed bun into Zhong Rou's mouth: "Eat your breakfast, and go to class quickly after eating."

Chu Fang had seen too many women, and the goddesses that ordinary people dream of fawning on him, how could he look at Qin Qin.

For Liang Sisi's sake, he would not wipe Qin Qin's face.

Zhong Rou's throat bulged, rolled her eyes, and looked extremely uncomfortable: "Sister... Brother-in-law..."

Well, swallow it.

... ...

Zhong Rou went to school with her schoolbag on her back, and Chu Fang left home immediately after breakfast.

Instead of going to the studio, she went to Wen Xiangbing's neighborhood.

After knocking on the door, the door opened, and Wen Xiangbing was seen wearing simple clothes, with hair like a chicken coop, and sleepy.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to see you." Chu Fang walked in and said, "I remember today is the day you discussed with that Li Shao."

"Oh, I almost forgot." Hearing this, Wen Xiangbing became a little more energetic.

The matter between Wen Xiangbing and Li Shao dragged on for several days. The two lawyers collected and sorted out evidence in their favor, and the two parties agreed to meet today.

If the agreement is successful, it will be treated as nothing happened; if it fails, it is really necessary to call the police.

Wen Xiangbing simply washed up and sat down at the table to eat breakfast. Chu Fang sat opposite him and asked, "What do you want to do about this matter?"

"I want money." Wen Xiangbing said slowly, "I was slapped and lost my job. I need compensation."

"But... I definitely won't do it for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. The compensation must be at least six figures. Otherwise, he should go to labor reform."

Chu Fang nodded.

He agreed with Wen Xiangbing's choice.

On the one hand, his good friend lost his job and was very short of money, and Li Shao happened to be rich. There were witnesses and evidences. It would be impolite not to extort money from the rich second generation; on the other hand, tens of thousands of yuan could not insult Wen Xiangbing's dignity.

After eating, the two left the room and drove to the agreed place.

After a while, they arrived at a tea restaurant.

At this moment, a group of people in suits were standing outside, holding documents in their hands, whispering and discussing the case at hand.

The man at the front was a middle-aged man wearing a well-tailored dark suit with smooth lines and high-quality texture. His hair was neat, with the hair on the sides and back slightly trimmed. His face was clean and neat, revealing a sense of confidence and calmness.

Seeing Chu Fang and the other man, the middle-aged man hurried forward and greeted them; "Mr. Chu."

These people in suits were Chu Fang's lawyer team, and the middle-aged man was the leader of the team. His name was Zhai Shizhong, a senior lawyer with super personal ability and won many lawsuits.

A group of lawyer team employees also came forward to greet him, and Chu Fang nodded in response.

He asked Zhai Shizhong: "How is it? Are you sure?"

"With the witnesses and evidence, various reports issued by the hospital, and our research on the law, we are sure to win." Zhai Shizhong replied.

In fact, the whole thing is very simple, it is a one-sided beating incident. As long as the evidence is presented, it is normal to win.

Chu Fang and Wen Xiangbing walked side by side, followed by a group of lawyers. When they entered the tea restaurant, they saw Mr. Li at a glance. His face was stiff, and he had lost his arrogance and pride.

In front of Mr. Li was a man with a slightly broad forehead andThere were a few crow's feet on his corners, but his pupils were bright and spirited. Judging from his face, he should be the father of Mr. Li. There were several lawyers standing behind him.

Walking to the dining table, Chu Fang and Wen Xiangbing sat down together and looked at each other.

"I'm very sorry about my son." Mr. Li's father said in a dull voice, with the aura of a leader who often held a high position, "I didn't teach my son well."

Chu Fang gave Wen Xiangbing a look that said "I'll say it". After getting the latter's agreement, he said, "There's no need to apologize. It's not sincere and it sounds very harsh. Now there are two choices on the table. One, your son goes to jail, and two, compensate my friend for the loss."

Mr. Li looked deeply at Chu Fang, his pupils calm, while the latter looked at the former without showing any weakness, with a smiling face and his eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

Mr. Li slowly retracted his gaze and said, "I choose compensation."

Chu Fang said slowly, "One million."

Wen Xiangbing's pupils dilated slightly.

His idea was to get a compensation of at most 100,000 yuan, but Chu Fang asked for 1 million yuan.

Oh my god!

Are you serious?

Although the number was beyond his expectation, Wen Xiangbing did not speak. He believed in Chu Fang and believed that his good brother would not lie to him.

That Li Shao was very excited: "I only slapped him once, and you want 1 million yuan. You are blackmailing me, I..."

"Shut up!" Li Shao wanted to speak, but his father frowned and interrupted his son's quarrel. The former shut up all of a sudden, and the latter looked at Chu Fang and said: "One million yuan, I might as well let my son go to jail for a few days."

"Okay, the choice is yours, I don't care." Chu Fang shrugged his shoulders, "As long as you are willing to bear the criminal record of three generations, those customers will see those criminal records when they check your company and family information, and they will be indifferent. I suggest that your son go to jail."

"After all, you can earn less than 1 million yuan in compensation by going to jail for more than ten days. Your son will never earn 1 million yuan in his lifetime. From this perspective, you earn. And..."