A life of financial freedom

The moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkled on the two of them, and in a trance, they merged into one.

"By the way, where is your family?" Chu Fang asked.

"My family?" Zhong Tingyue tilted her head, looked at the night sky, and replied softly: "My family is slightly inferior to yours. My parents are real farmers. They support the family by farming. During the slack season, my father goes to help others do odd jobs. After I started working, there is one less idle person in the family, and life is still okay."

"Well... There is also a younger sister at home. She just started junior high school. Her academic performance is not bad. She should be able to be admitted to a key university..."

The gentle voice echoed around.

Chu Fang raised his eyebrows and listened quietly. These are all useful information.

After the other party finished speaking, he asked: "What do you think about the future?"

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue's lips were beautiful and smooth, and her lips were as red as cherries. She said in the slightly opened lips: "It's similar to your idea. Find a loved one and spend the rest of my life in peace and stability."

As if she sensed Chu Fang's contempt in her heart, she rolled her eyes: "Of course, there is a difference between you and me. I want to buy a house in Shanghai and settle down. If there is an opportunity, I don't want to work in the company, but open a private studio and design suitable interior compositions for customers with my own ideas."

Speaking of this, she smiled: "The work I am doing now is not what I imagined at the beginning. I am just a wage earner, saying hypocritical words and doing things against my will. I have learned four years of professional knowledge and have not used it at all. I am all in socializing."

Interior design has changed from a skilled position to a semi-sales position.

She often has to change her ideas for the benefit of the company and design a series of fancy compositions. Looking at those design plans, she wants to throw them directly into the trash can.

What's the difference between it and the one drawn by chatgpt?

It's even worse than the one drawn by chatgpt.

What a bunch of defense!

"Oh, you also have poetry and distant places?"

Chu Fang didn't expect that she had the idea of ​​opening a studio.

It's understandable when you think about it. After all, everyone has their own dreams and aspirations in their hearts, and Zhong Tingyue wants to be an excellent interior designer.

"Of course." Zhong Tingyue nodded, "Do you think I'm a nobody like you? I have ambitions, right?"

"Well... ..., I have a presumptuous idea."

"Since it's presumptuous, don't say it, I don't like it."

"Hehe, you insist on saying it." Chu Fang laughed, "Zhong Tingyue, are you too greedy? You want both everlasting love and a successful career. Are you daydreaming here?"

"Wrong! It's night now, a good time to dream."

"That makes sense." Chu Fang replied, "Then the question is, love and career are in conflict. If there is a conflict between the two, which one do you choose?"

Zhong Tingyue blurted out: "Love."

"You don't have to answer so straightforwardly, you can think about it more."

"No need to think about it."

Chu Fang patted Zhong Tingyue's shoulder seriously: "Congratulations, you are destined to be single for life. There is a saying that the more you want something, the easier it is to lose it."

"... ..." Zhong Tingyue's mouth twitched obviously. She suppressed her inner emotions and said slowly: "Are you cursing me? If I can't get love, then you can't get it either."

"Whatever." Chu Fang shrugged, "I haven't tasted the taste of love anyway."

Suddenly, Zhong Tingyue stopped, smiled, and suggested in a joking tone: "How about this, at the age of thirty, I'm not married, you're not married, and we can just make do with each other in the next life."

Many of the inner thoughts were said in a joking manner.

"Well..." Chu Fang touched his chin, "That won't work. You are three years older than me. You are an old cow eating young grass. I am at a disadvantage."

"Hey, a woman three years older than me is rich."

"Why don't you be a few years older than me? I want to have more gold bricks. I am greedy."

"Are you implying that I am old?"

"Don't get me wrong. I am clearly implying."

"I... will... kill... you!" Zhong Tingyue almost gritted her teeth and said it word by word.

When she clenched her fist and wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, she saw Chu Fang fleeing at a flying speed, not like the limping patient just now.

The two of them chased back to the community in the moonlight, one in front and one behind.

When they arrived at the elevator, Chu Fang was finally caught by Zhong Tingyue, who pinched her lightly a few times as a punishment. When they got out of the elevator, the latter stopped, touched her pocket, and said in a casual and casual manner: "By the way, there will be some time tomorrow."Do you want to go?" My childhood friend gave me two concert tickets. He Yi has to go to work tomorrow and doesn't have time to go with me. Do you want to go?"

While speaking, Zhong Tingyue could almost hear the sound of her heart beating. A storm was brewing in her heart, but she had to pretend to be nonchalant on the outside.

Moving to the Epiphyllum Community is indeed useful. Otherwise, how could I have the chance to watch a concert... Chu Fang raised his eyebrows: "Well... Let me think about it."

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue became annoyed: "You can go if you want."

It's as if I'm asking you to go.

After saying that, she went straight home, with slow steps.

"Go away, you bastard who doesn't take advantage of you."

"Hmph!" Zhong Tingyue opened the door and snorted softly, with some arrogance in it. Then she ignored him and slammed the door shut, and the sound echoed in the corridor.

Seeing this, Chu Fang spread his hands: "Women. "

... ...

Late at night, Zhong Tingyue lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. She simply stood at the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, the moonlight sprinkled on her like water.

She frowned slightly.

She really couldn't understand love.

"Ah!" She slowly retracted her gaze and sighed softly.

... ...

Chu Fang next door also couldn't sleep.

Unlike Zhong Tingyue's anxiety and sorrow, the reason he couldn't sleep was excitement and excitement.

The thought of watching a concert with Zhong Tingyue tomorrow, and the other party took the initiative to invite her, represented that the relationship between the two had made profound progress.

From a stranger to a colleague, from a colleague to a neighbor, from a neighbor to a friend, step by step, they were all moving in a good direction, even faster than he imagined.

"Zhong Tingyue, you can't get out of my palm. "Chu Fang clenched his fists.

At this moment, he had already opened the champagne halfway, and had already imagined the scenes of the two of them falling in love, getting married, and having children, and even found a kindergarten for the child.

Under the bright moon, a man and a woman, with their thoughts in mind, looked at the sky and could not fall asleep for a long time.