A life of financial freedom

In a small village in the Central Plains.

Gao Ruoyun and Zhong Ping looked at each other with worry in their eyes.

It was originally planned that the National Day holiday would come and they would meet their in-laws and discuss the marriage of their two children.

"How could this happen suddenly?" Gao Ruoyun frowned.

"Things are always unexpected." Zhong Ping looked up at the sky, "I hope that the old man can get through it smoothly."

"We just watch?"

"Then what can we do?"

"..." Gao Ruoyun thought for a while, went to the bedroom, put on her clothes, and came out after a while, saying: "I'm going to Jingkong Temple to burn incense and pray for the old man."

"I'll go with you."

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Yang Meina wrung out the hot towel, touched her forehead, then touched Zhong Tingyue's forehead, took a breath softly, and quickly put the hot towel on her childhood friend's forehead, saying: "It's already this hot, and you're still holding on. If Zhong Rou hadn't asked me to watch you, I don't know what would have happened."

And blamed, "You're really something. After Chu Fang left, you should take good care of yourself so as not to make her worry. Instead of being sick now and lying in the cinema at home, if I had come late, your body would have been cold."

This morning, Zhong Rou saw that Zhong Tingyue's face was pale, her lips were dry, and she was weak. When she went to school, she told Yang Meina about it. The latter found that Zhong Tingyue had caught a cold and had a high fever when she arrived in the room.

Yang Meina quickly found cold medicine and fed her to her, and took a series of measures, and her condition was relieved a lot.

After finishing everything, Yang Meina sat aside and asked, "How is the old man?"

"It's hard to say." Zhong Tingyue drank warm water, and the warm water soaked her delicate body, and she felt much better.

"Alas!" Yang Meina sighed, "How could this happen? God is really a joke sometimes."

Aware of the worry in Fa Xiao's heart, she comforted him and said, "Oh, don't worry, money makes the devil work. Chu Fang is so rich, and the current medical technology is so advanced, he will definitely be able to save the old man's life."

Zhong Tingyue drank warm water in small sips and fell into deep thought.

"Forget it, I'll tell you a little gossip, do you want to hear it?" Seeing this, Yang Meina smiled and said, without waiting for the other party to agree, "I found that Chang Shen... is still a virgin."

"That man has been in contact with so many girls all day long, and he knows everything about girls. He even calculated my menstrual period, but he has never touched a girl. Don't you think this is weird? It makes me laugh."

Zhong Tingyue's voice was hoarse: "How did you know?"

Hearing this, Yang Meina put her hands on her hips and was quite proud: "He said it himself."

One day, when treating a mental illness, Chang Shen used alcohol therapy to get Yang Meina drunk and conduct in-depth and effective treatment, but he obviously underestimated Yang Meina's alcohol tolerance. He drank a bottle of white wine without blushing or breathing.

Chang Shen thought it was fake wine, so he took a sip and got drunk instantly.

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't know how funny Chang Shen is when he's drunk. He's totally different from usual," Yang Meina said, counting on her fingers, "He talks a lot, he's prone to throwing tantrums, and he was peeing in public in a bush."

Yang Meina patted her chest and said proudly, "I filmed it."

"So what?"

"So I threatened him when he was sober."

"What's next?"

"Uh... ...It's useless!" Yang Meina's smug face collapsed all of a sudden, "He is simply not a human being. He doesn't treat my privacy as privacy at all, even if I say it is exposed online."

"He said it doesn't matter, and even said: I was drunk and urinated everywhere, which is considered to be unconscious and can be forgiven, but you took a video and posted it online, which is considered to be morally problematic. I am not wrong, you are wrong!"

Speaking of this, Yang Meina's brows twisted into a rope: "I feel that it sounds so reasonable. In the end, I deleted the video, and he reserved the right to trace it back. After all, it seems that I owe him something."

Zhong Tingyue licked her dry red lips: "... ..., how many treatments do you have left?"

"Two."

"Do you like him?"

"I don't know, I guess." Yang Meina thought for a few seconds, "I just like his attitude, he doesn't care about me, he doesn't care."

Zhong Tingyue was silent for a while, and said slowly: "You are cheap!"

Yang Meina was born with a distinctive appearance, and she is the goddess in the eyes of many boys. No matter how good others are to her, she is unmoved, but Chang Shen ignores her, even...Instead of wanting to escape, she had feelings for someone else.

If this isn't cheap, what is?

"I am cheap!" Yang Meina stiffened her neck, "I like those cool boys who are too nice to me. I don't think he is attractive. He only attracts me by flattering me. This method is very LOW, not another more ostentatious method."

Scrap girl literature... ...

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In the next few days, Chu Fang's grandfather was still in a coma, relying on medical equipment to maintain the most basic life breath. The doctor said that he needed to adjust his body to the best state for another operation.

Chu Fang's family members were waiting in the hospital. The waiting time was always so hard, and it felt like a year.

Zhong Tingyue called Chu Fang every day to ask about the relevant situation.

On this day, the National Day holiday was about to start, and Zhong Tingyue came to Founder Investment Co., Ltd.

Kang Bo was waiting outside. When he saw her, he greeted her, "Miss Zhong, thank you for your trouble."

"It's okay." Zhong Tingyue nodded, "Where is the client?"

"Meeting room."

Immediately, Kang Bo took Zhong Tingyue to the meeting room.

Fangzheng Investment Co., Ltd. has a project that requires Chu Fang's signature. Since Chu Fang is unable to leave, he entrusts Zhong Tingyue to sign, which is also legally effective.

After signing, Zhong Tingyue chatted with the client for a few words and sent him out of the company. Kang Bo asked softly: "Ms. Zhong, Mr. Chu..."

"He is very busy recently." She replied, thought for a while, and added: "You'd better not disturb him. Just find me if you have any questions."

"Understood." Kang Bo nodded.

Just at this time, Zhong Tingyue received a call, her pretty face changed instantly, and her voice rose eight degrees: "What?!"

Ignoring the people around her, she strode into the company, opened Chu Fang's office, and slammed the door.

"Hiss..."

"Oh my god! I feel a chill on my back. Something big is going to happen."

"I feel the same way. Mr. Chu is so confident that he can leave such a big company to his girlfriend. Will it go bankrupt?"

"Fuck you. I want to work until I retire."

"..."

The company's employees and subordinates were chatting, and then they heard a voice coming from Chu Fang's office. They knew clearly that it was Zhong Tingyue's voice.

Hearing this, the employees shrank their necks and felt scared.

Kang Bo walked to the door and was about to knock, but when he heard the voice, he stopped and thought: "Forget it, I'd better not frown."

Thinking of this, he sneaked to his office, closed the door, and pretended to go out for a social event.