A life of financial freedom

Then the abandoned factory building was filled with wailing sounds, until Chu Fang shouted to stop, and the sound gradually stopped.

The four bodyguards looked at each other, somewhat surprised, they tried their best, but these four could actually withstand it.

Chu Fang looked down at Miao Yu and his four brothers, all of whom were injured, with blood on their faces, which was a bit scary.

He said, "You are not going to retaliate against me again?"

Miao Yu: "I am a bastard, but not a fool."

He knew it very clearly.

It is better to mess with the gangsters than the rich.

The gangsters only know how to fight, and they are afraid of death; while the rich can kill him in countless unexpected ways, and they can also get away.

And today, this 'landlord' has been very merciful, just retaliating back, without using more severe means.

It is already a mercy.

Chu Fang nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand and was about to leave. Before leaving, he turned back and said seriously: "Let me explain for the last time. Chen Wan'er and I have no relationship. We are just landlords and tenants."

"If you want to beat someone in the future, please check your identity first!"

Damn it!

What a mess!

I spent so much money for nothing and got nothing.

No, I got a beating.

It's... outrageous!

Chu Fang got in the car and asked Chen Wan'er: "It's not easy to get a taxi here. Do you want to go with me?"

Chen Wan'er hesitated, then got in the car, and a row of cars followed her away.

In this abandoned factory, the breeze blew by, raising dust.

"Hiss..."

"It hurts."

The four Miao Yu brothers supported each other to stand up.

Seeing Miao Yu frowning, a brother patted his shoulder: "What? Want to retaliate?"

"No." Miao Yu shook his head, "I don't have the guts."

"Let it go, Chen Wan'er is not the same as you, there is no need to continue to entangle."

Miao Yu thought for a few seconds and sighed deeply: "Alas!"

The four of them left with each other.

"I'm not bragging, if I wasn't in a bad state today, I would beat them all by myself."

"Come on, you were the one who screamed the loudest just now."

"Alas!" Qu Yaobo looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, "Uncle, nephew really missed you."

... ...

The convoy stopped at the Epiphyllum Community, and Chu Fang and Chen Wan'er got off.

Chu Fang signed two checks and handed them to the bodyguard captain and the barrister in charge respectively: "I'm sorry to bother you today, you go to have a good meal, I'll treat you."

"Thank you, Mr. Chu."

"Mr. Chu is polite."

Both parties left.

Chu Fang looked back and saw Chen Wan'er: "Hey? Why are you still here?"

"I'm sorry, landlord..." Chen Wan'er lowered her head, embarrassed.

The whole thing happened because of her and implicated Chu Fang.

"Alas!" Chu Fang sighed, "Maybe... ...this is the price of being handsome."

Being handsome has "preferential treatment".

Chen Wan'er wanted to apologize, but Chu Fang waved his hand to refuse, and the two walked side by side to the community.

"Chu kid." The security guard crossed his legs and smoked a cigarette, looking very comfortable.

"Uncle, you are so brave. If your aunt sees you, you will be skinned." Chu Fang said as he approached.

"Impossible!" The security guard replied, "Your aunt has returned to her hometown, and she can't see you."

Click!

Chu Fang took a photo of the uncle smoking and sent it to his aunt, then said: "Uncle wishes you good fortune."

"This damn thing!" The security guard gritted his teeth.

... ...

After returning home, Chu Fang fell on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up, it was getting dark and Zhong Tingyue was sitting next to him working.

He squirmed his body, put his head on the warm legs, and rubbed his face against the skin.

"Itchy."

"What does your itch have to do with me?"

"Virtue."

Zhong Tingyue put down the work at hand and massaged Chu Fang's shoulders. The technique and strength were just right, making his body feel relaxed.

Chu Fang took Zhong Tingyue for massage, and she learned a lot of massage techniques from the masseuse.

At first, she couldn't grasp the intensity, but after practicing for a long time, her massage techniques became very good, and there was a kind of comfort like a king who didn't attend the court early.

"Is the matter settled?"

"Yes."

"How?"

"Beat them up."

Zhong Tingyue said softly: "So simple?"

Chu Fang opened his eyes slightly: "Am I such a violent person in your mind?"

He can use many ways to retaliate against the four people, go to jail, pay money, and even break up the family. He has the ability, but there is no need.

Just retaliate equally.

Unless it involves the bottom line, Chu Fang can accept it calmly.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her red lips and covered Chu Fang's face: "I just feel sorry that such a handsome face has become a pig head."

"Zhong Tingyue..."Yue, you will die a miserable death!"

The night fell, the lights were off in the house, and the two chatted quietly in the light from outside.

"Ms. Zhong."

"Yeah."

"I'm hungry."

"Then I'll cook for you."

"Today is Thursday, V me 50."

"Fried food is unhealthy, I'll make noodles for you."

"No, I want fried food."

"No."

"No."

The two argued.

Dangdangdang...

Suddenly, there was a sound outside, and when I opened the door, I saw Chen Wan'er standing in front of the door, saying, "Mr. Landlord, are you free? I'll treat you and your fiancée to a simple meal?"

"Okay. "Chu Fang agreed.

Anyway, he and Zhong Tingyue were arguing about dinner.

At the dinner table, Zhou Zhou and Chen Wan'er entertained Chu Fang and the others, and they left after eating and drinking.

Zhou Zhou and Chen Wan'er were cleaning up the kitchen waste, and the latter said: "I said Miao Yu was not a good person. You insisted on following him at the beginning. Now you finally understand the sister's earnest advice."

"I know." Chen Wan'er nodded, "But... ...he was really charming and free and easy at the beginning."

"Without a penny, of course he was free and easy." Zhou Zhou looked down on him, "Remember, don't be in love anymore. When you find a partner in the future, find a man like the landlord, who is handsome, rich, and family-oriented. How good is that."

Chen Wan'er replied: "How many men like the landlord are there in the world? ”

“Three-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged people are everywhere...” Zhou Zhou immediately changed her words in response to her bestie’s look, “Well, there are indeed too few men like the landlord, but you can’t give up, maybe you will meet the one in your life?”

“Maybe?” Chen Wan’er shook her head.

The probability of this ‘maybe’ is infinitely close to zero.

Chen Wan’er looked at her phone and frowned slightly. Zhou Zhou asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Miao Yu sent me a message saying that he would never bother me again, and that we would stop here.”

“Isn’t this good?”

Chen Wan’er walked to the window sill, looked up at the night sky, and recalled what happened in college.