A life of financial freedom

"Hey, it's strange. Why has Mr. Chu come to the company so often these days?"

"Are you working hard?"

"You're quite humorous..."

"..."

The staff and subordinates of Yateng Yige looked at Chu Fang in surprise as he walked into Ma Junjie's office, their minds full of doubts.

Chu Fang came to the company almost every day during this period, which was inconsistent with his lazy personality.

However, many employees welcomed Chu Fang's visit, because he often treated his subordinates to meals, bought drinks, etc.

"Why are you here again..." Seeing Chu Fang, Ma Junjie's tone was full of helplessness.

In the past, he often hoped that Mr. Chu would come to the company more often, but now he still hopes that... ... he would come less.

It's so annoying...

"Why can't you come to my company?" Chu Fang sat opposite, "I've thought about it. You don't have a girlfriend. On the one hand, it's because your conditions are not good enough. On the other hand, you have been single for many years and don't know how to pursue girls. I found a love mentor for you."

Ma Junjie sighed: "Why are you so concerned about my feelings?"

"Who told you that you are my subordinate? I am a 'kind' person!"

"No."

"No!" Chu Fang shook his head, "Otherwise, I will complain to my aunt, that is, your mother."

A few days ago, I looked through the employee messages of Yateng Yige and found the contact information of Ma Junjie's biological mother. Chu Fang successfully added the other party's WeChat.

The two sides communicated in a friendly manner and reached a consensus: to find a girlfriend for Ma Junjie.

"..." Ma Junjie felt deeply helpless and helpless, and finally nodded in agreement.

What can he do?

He can only accept it silently.

Seeing Ma Junjie accept, Chu Fang smiled and stopped disturbing him at work. He left immediately. When he walked out of the office, he saw the cautious look on his face and smiled: "I will treat everyone to afternoon tea."

Hearing this, the whole company burst into thunderous cheers.

... ...

Night, it was rainy in Shanghai today, but the bar street was as lively as ever, with deafening music, crazy twisting waists, and strong perfume... ...

Chu Fang took Ma Junjie to the bar. When Ren Feiping saw them, he walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Mr. Chu, long time no see."

"Long time no see, are you still doing that business?" Chu Fang responded.

The only love mentor he knew was Ren Feiping, who had been hanging around in nightclubs for many years and had a high level of understanding of women's minds.

"Alas, the economy is not good, the bar business is bad, so I can only go back to my old business." Ren Feiping said slowly, and then looked at Ma Junjie.

The two sides knew each other, and Chu Fang quietly walked away.

He sat at the bar and said to the waiter, "Give me a plate of stir-fried pork with rice."

"..."

Brother, this is a bar, not a restaurant... The waiter felt helpless. Why did this person always order rice with rice when he came to the bar? But thinking of Ren Feiping's instructions and Chu Fang spending tens of thousands of yuan almost every time he went to the bar, he swallowed his complaints, motioned to wait a moment, left the bar, and went out to buy food.

Chu Fang drank his drink while observing the surroundings, the youthful and energetic bodies, the lively boys and girls, and sighed, "I'm old."

Just then, a figure came into his sight. Du Xuan, the old classmate who was hostile to Zhong Tingyue, was sitting in a booth and drinking alone.

Suddenly, a man came up to chat with him. No one knew what he said, and the two sides started arguing. Chu Fang thought about it and thought that he was Zhong Tingyue's classmate after all, so he should help him. He immediately stepped forward and patted the man on the shoulder: "Hey, buddy."

"Who do you think you are? Don't you know the first come first served?" The man frowned slightly.

"Sorry, sir, our bar does not allow harassment of women. Please leave." Two bar security guards came over and said to the man.

The man looked at the security guards and then at Chu Fang. He knew that the man in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend, so he left angrily.

Du Xuan looked at Chu Fang: "Thank you."

"It's okay."

"Are you here alone in the bar?"

"Well... there's another one." Chu Fang pointed to Ma Junjie in the corner.

"Haha." Du Xuan smiled, "Zhong Tingyue actually let you come to the bar?"

"Since the bar has a business license, why can't I come?" Chu Fang shrugged, and at this time, the stir-fried pork rice he ordered arrived, and he immediately sat next to it and started eating.

Seeing Chu Fang coming to the bar, eating rice bowls and drinking Wahaha, Du Xuan felt very interesting.

"Oh, by the way, Song Song doesn't have any feelings for your friend, I'm very sorry." Du Xuan said.

"It's okay." Chu Fang nodded, "Old Ma is the same."

Du Xuan hesitated: "HelloLike you are hostile to me?"

"Hmm..." Chu Fang pondered for a moment and answered honestly: "Yes."

Lying is a necessary skill for everyone, and Chu Fang is no exception, but when lying, he will measure whether lying is beneficial to himself.

Chu Fang thought about it and felt that lying did not seem to be beneficial, so he told the truth.

"Why?"

"You are hostile to Zhong Tingyue, and you deliberately monetize the relationship between us and regard it as a relationship based on money." Chu Fang said.

Du Xuan pursed her lips: "Sorry, I feel sorry for what I said."

Chu Fang seemed to know why Zhong Tingyue did not fight back against Du Xuan. Just by looking at this apology, it can be seen that Du Xuan is not a bad person.

He also took the opportunity to get off the hook: "It's okay, there are also some things wrong with what I said, don't take it to heart. "

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Du Xuan immediately asked about the process of their relationship, and Chu Fang told the story.

When he heard that Zhong Tingyue was chasing him, Du Xuan's pupils widened, and his face was full of astonishment. He didn't expect that such a cold old classmate, the goddess in many people's minds, would chase Chu Fang.

"Did you make it up?"

"The truth." Chu Fang straightened his chest slightly: "With my looks and age, why can't she chase me?"

Du Xuan said faintly: "I always feel that there is... ...artistic processing in it."

"..."