A life of financial freedom

In the early morning, the sun shines into the room.

"Ouch."

Chu Fang opened his eyes, stretched towards the morning sun, turned over, picked up his phone, and checked the time.

Seven twenty-one.

Summer always wakes up very early.

He checked the message, nothing special, and got up and left the room.

He walked down the stairs, kicked the chair in front of him, and walked to the kitchen.

He was stunned in the kitchen, thinking about what to eat this morning.

"Forget it, porridge." He was too lazy, so he didn't hesitate and chose the simplest method.

Chu Fang washed a few handfuls of rice, washed it, poured it into the pot, stretched out his index finger to grab the pot, touched the rice in the pot, and then took it out, carefully looked at his index finger, and a section of the knuckle was wet.

He smiled with satisfaction: "Beautiful!"

He immediately put on the lid, turned on the gas stove, and started to cook porridge.

He left the kitchen and went to the bathroom to wash, wash his face, rinse his mouth, shave... ..., and put on the whole set, and he was full of energy.

Chu Fang went upstairs again, opened the closet, and chose a suit for the first time, and put it on.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he was wearing a well-tailored black suit, without a single wrinkle on the suit, and every detail was as exquisite as a work of art. The collar was slightly open, showing his Adam's apple and delicate collarbone.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, his face was serious, staring at himself in the mirror, his eyes were deep and firm, and there was a cold and deep smell.

"Hehe." Chu Fang suddenly "broke the spell" and laughed, "A little handsome!"

He was dressed neatly and went downstairs immediately. The porridge was cooked, and the rice soup and rice grains were evenly mixed together, showing a milky white appearance, with small bubbles, very tempting, and people's appetite increased greatly.

In the morning, a bowl of porridge and a plate of diving kimchi, happy like a fairy.

It was almost eight o'clock after breakfast, and he simply washed the dishes.

It's not that Chu Fang couldn't afford to hire a cook. With his income level, it would be a waste to hire a 17 or 18-year-old 'cook'. It's that he was born in an ordinary family. He was not spoiled since childhood and didn't develop the habit of bossing others around.

He would never bother others with things he could do by himself.

Moreover, if there was one more person in the house, it would mean certain constraints and restrictions. It would be too tiring to always be an employer.

It was almost eight o'clock after finishing the housework. Chu Fang tidied his clothes in front of the mirror and then left the room.

Today was his first day at work, and he had to go to the company early.

Logically speaking, Chu Fang's daily income was 10 million. Even many listed companies had an annual profit less than his daily income. There was no need for him to work. Wouldn't it be nice to just eat, drink, and have fun, and wait for death?

But... ..., life is always inseparable from work, and playing often will also make you tired.

In the first semester of his senior year, Chu Fang was having fun while his classmates were doing internships. After playing, he suddenly realized that... ...it seemed meaningless and life was too boring.

He then applied for a job to kill time.

The summer sun rose quickly and was about to illuminate the world.

Chu Fang drove his Cadillac leisurely on the road. The streets were crowded with cars and traffic jams.

He sighed, "It's not my fault for being late."

He applied for a medium-sized company, which was not in the center of Shanghai and was quite far from his home. He had already gotten up early, but he didn't expect the traffic jam to be so serious. The surrounding horns were almost like a symphony.

Yateng Yige, an ordinary decoration company, is not ranked among the tens of thousands of companies in Shanghai.

"Chu Fang, Chu Fang, has Chu Fang arrived?" The front desk lady looked around and asked.

I didn't get a response, and I didn't care much. There are many people who applied for their company but changed their minds at the last minute. After all, who is willing to spend effort on a job with a basic salary of 2,000 yuan?

The basic salary in Shanghai is more than 2,000 yuan, and the basic salary of their company is lower than the average level.

For people living in Shanghai, what can you do with 2,000 yuan?

Nothing.

"Capitalists are so stingy." The front desk lady muttered, waving to the other new colleagues, "Forget it, you go to the conference room for training."

After the new colleagues left, the front desk lady found a mobile phone stand, propped up the phone on the stand, and ate breakfast while watching TV series.

"Hello." A soft voice sounded in my ears.

"Oh, hello." The receptionist raised her head, her eyes suddenly lit up. At this moment, a young man appeared in front of her. He had a delicate face, a well-proportioned figure, and a black suit, which made him look particularly handsome. "My name is Jiang Wenzhen, I'm 24 years old, graduated from XXXX University, was a member of the Youth League, and an active member of the Party. I have no bad habits, and I'm proficient in washing clothes and cooking. I often clean the house.Serving, gentle and considerate, good at listening... "

"..."

Chu Fang was stunned.

He just said hello, but the other party almost recited her household registration book, how many people in her family, her parents' attitude towards marriage, whether she had a car or a house...

No need.

At this moment, Jiang Wenzhen was immersed in her own world, reciting her views on choosing a spouse, and another receptionist next to her covered her mouth and smiled.

As if she noticed that Chu Fang was confused, the other receptionist put away her smile and said to Chu Fang: "Sorry, she is like this. She can't walk when she sees a handsome guy. What can I do for you?"

She has good vision. Chu Fang gave a thumbs up to the infatuated receptionist in her heart... He replied: "I am a new employee who came to work today."

"Oh, you are Chu Fang." Before the other receptionist responded, the infatuated Jiang Wenzhen suddenly came out of her personal world and looked at him, "Handsome guy, you are late."

"Sorry. "Chu Fang replied embarrassedly.

He didn't want to be stuck in traffic for so long.

Jiang Wenzhen waved her hand: "It's okay, handsome guy has the right to be late, and it's not considered late, the induction training hasn't started yet."

After that, Jiang Wenzhen walked in front and led Chu Xiang into the company, while walking, introducing the basic situation of the company to him.

In front of the meeting room, Jiang Wenzhen added his contact information and left with a hop.

Jiang Wenzhen turned on her phone and continued to watch the drama: "A handsome guy came to the company, it's great."

"Do you like him?" Another receptionist asked.

"I like him."

"... ..., come on, you like every handsome boy you see, scumbag!"

"I'm not a scumbag, I just want to give those boys a home. ”

“... ...”

Chu Fang pushed open the door of the conference room. There were three people sitting inside, one man and two women, all staring at him. The two girls’ eyes were shining brightly.

He had been used to such looks since he was a child, and there was nothing unexpected about it.

He smiled slightly and nodded to the three people in a friendly manner. Then he found a seat and sat down, quietly waiting for the induction training.

Kuaka!

The sound of the door opening came into his ears, and Chu Fang looked towards the door.

He was stunned for a moment.