A life of financial freedom

There are always people who meet each other.

Chu Fang didn't expect to see his future father-in-law here. He thought he had seen the wrong person and took a few sneaky glances.

It was indeed Zhong Ping.

He didn't say hello to Zhong Ping, but waited outside. Finally, he saw Zhong Ping.

Chu Fang took Zhong Ping to a nearby Sichuan restaurant. Most of the customers were workers, and the food was spicy.

After ordering the dishes, Chu Fang asked, "Why did you come to Shanghai?"

"You don't know?" Zhong Ping rolled his eyes at him.

Chu Fang: "... ..., you didn't call us when you came to Shanghai, we will treat you."

Zhong Ping drank beer: "Tsk, I have hands and feet, I can take care of myself, I don't need you to treat me."

While chatting, a few stir-fried dishes were served. Chu Fang could see that his future father-in-law had a hard time these days. He used to not eat fat meat, but now he eats fat meat happily.

Chu Fang asked: "How did you do this business?"

"What? Do you discriminate against workers?" Zhong Ping wiped his greasy mouth.

Chu Fang: "..."

No, is your mouth poisonous?

Are you targeting me?

If you were not my future father-in-law, I would have to fight you today.

He smiled speechlessly and changed the subject: "How long do you plan to go home?"

"Well, make 10,000 yuan."

"Didn't you only lose 1,000 yuan? Why do you want to make 10,000 yuan?"

Zhong Ping looked at his son-in-law like a fool: "Do you think that matter can be settled with 1,000 yuan?"

That's too simple.

He knew his wife's temper too well. If the money was not in place, this matter would be difficult to get through.

Seeing that his future father-in-law had dark skin and traces of sweat on his face, Chu Fang said, "How about I help you collect the money and you go home?"

Since the beginning of summer, the temperature in Shanghai has never dropped below 30 degrees, and there are high temperature warnings every day. His father-in-law is at the construction site, which is unreasonable.

"No!" Zhong Ping refused directly, "I don't want your money, I can make money myself."

"Just think of it as me lending it to you, if it doesn't work, think of it as Zhong Tingyue honoring you."

"No." Zhong Ping looked up at Chu Fang speechlessly, "I will take responsibility for my own mistakes, and I don't need your help."

After drinking the last sip of beer, he felt refreshed: "Okay, I'm full, I should go back to the construction site to work."

Helplessly, Chu Fang had to send this stubborn father-in-law back to the construction site. Just as the latter was about to enter the construction site, a voice suddenly came.

"Zhong Ping, how can you be so lazy? Everyone is working, but you are absent from your post. I must deduct your salary today."

The site manager Wang Lang came over and said angrily.

"You can deduct it, whatever you want." Zhong Ping put his hands in his pockets, looking like he did whatever he wanted.

"Eh? You..." Wang Lang was deducting Zhong Ping's salary, and he subconsciously glanced at Chu Fang standing next to him.

Wang Lang had met Chu Fang in the morning. The big boss brought him to visit and inspect, and he was very respectful. Wang Lang immediately bent slightly: "Chu, Mr. Chu."

"Hello." Chu Fang took the initiative to extend his hand.

Wang Lang felt extremely honored at once. The two shook hands, and he said: "Why are you here? Do you want to inspect it again? I'll take you around."

"Hmph!" Zhong Ping shook his shoulders next to him, "Hypocritical person."

Chu Fang smiled and said: "This is my father-in-law. I hope you can take care of him. Thank you."

"Who? Zhong Ping? Father-in-law?" Wang Lang opened his mouth wide.

Chu Fang wanted to say a few more words, but Zhong Ping pushed him away: "Leave here quickly, I don't need your concern, I can live a good life."

"By the way, don't tell your daughter about your encounter with me, so that Yueyue won't worry."

Chu Fang: "Got it."

"Swear."

"I swear I will never tell Zhong Tingyue about seeing you. If I break my oath, I will be punished by heaven and earth."

"Okay, let's go."

Seeing Chu Fang get in the car and leave, Zhong Ping felt a little relieved.

He turned around and patted Wang Lang on the shoulder: "I told you that Chu Fang is my son-in-law, you didn't believe it, do you believe it now?"

Wang Lang came back to his senses: "You, you, you... ...really?"

I thought you were joking with me, but I didn't expect you to be serious!

"Can I still lie to you?" Zhong Ping raised his neck, "If I say Chu Fang is my son-in-law, he is my son-in-law. If I say you are my grandson, you are my grandson."

Wang Lang was silent for a few seconds and made a decision that went against his ancestors: "Grandpa..."

Thinking that Chu Fang was flattered by the big boss, his status was naturally noble, and he was okay as a grandson.

"Get lost!" Zhong Ping was speechless.

I don't have such a shameless grandson.

Zhong Ping entered the factoryZhong Ping and Wang Lang tried to dissuade him from working, but Wang Lang served them tea and water, and bought them drinks, electric fans, etc.

Many workers were stunned.

"What's going on?"

"Is Wang Lang crazy?"

Worker Huang Yongxiang poked Zhong Ping, who replied calmly: "He may think I'm handsome."

Many workers: "..."

... ...

Chu Fang returned to work like lightning, and opened the door of the office directly, and saw Zhong Tingyue lying on the table working, with her black and shiny hair sliding down her shoulders.

He sat half of his butt on the table: "Ms. Zhong."

"Yes."

"You owe me a favor."

Zhong Tingyue raised her head, revealing her exquisite and almost perfect face, and a question mark slowly appeared on her head: "?"

Chu Fang stretched his neck: "I got an important news, which is related to you."

He didn't care about the so-called "oath of heaven and earth", he just wanted to maximize the benefits of meeting Zhong Ping, and the greatest benefit was naturally closely related to Ms. Zhong.

Zhong Tingyue's expression remained unchanged: "You tell me."

"No, sister, you want to know the news without paying anything, aren't you too greedy?"

Zhong Tingyue's bright eyes sparkled: "Is it related to me?"

"Yes."

"Very important?"

"Right."

"Did you see my dad?"

"Yes..." Chu Fang nodded subconsciously, and suddenly realized, "Did you see your dad?"

Zhong Tingyue's smile bloomed like a flower: "Mr. Chu, you don't need to say it, I know."

Chu Fang pointed at his fiancée, angrily: "Zhong Tingyue, you liar! You're trying to trick me!"

Zhong Tingyue shrugged, did not respond, and continued to work.

Chu Fang was so angry that he could only hold his anger for a moment, and then said, "Today I went to visit a project and accidentally saw your father working on the construction site. I had a meal with him after get off work at noon. I wanted to make up for his lost money and let him go home."

"But my father-in-law didn't want my money and insisted on working on the construction site. It's so hot in Shanghai recently. Go and persuade your father to go home and don't get sick from heatstroke."

Zhong Tingyue put down the work at hand: "No need."

"Ah?"

Zhong Tingyue, you are really a filial daughter!

Seeing Chu Fang's surprised look, Zhong Tingyue rubbed his face and said softly: "Although my father is unruly, he has his own ideas and concepts. Since he wants to make money, let him do it."

"Mr. Chu, thank you for your concern. I thank you."

"Only verbal thanks?"

"What do you want?"

"I hope it's verbal thanks."

"..."

The night fell, around nine o'clock, the weather was much cooler, and it was very pleasant to walk with the sea breeze.

Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's arm, and the two walked aimlessly on the street. They walked and talked, and they talked about trivial things.

"Eh?" Suddenly, Chu Fang made a sound.

Zhong Tingyue: "What's wrong?"

Then she looked in the direction of her fiancé's gaze, and saw two young women not far away, one with short hair and handsome, and the other with long hair, looking gentle and quiet.

The short-haired woman seemed to be aware that someone was looking at them. She turned around and stared at Chu Fang for a few seconds: "Little Chu?"

"Your mother." Chu Fang held back his swearing.

The short-haired woman smiled and walked over quickly, putting her hand on Chu Fang's shoulder: "Hey, I didn't expect it was you. You're getting more and more handsome. You look like a little puppy. Do you have abdominal muscles? Let me feel them."