A life of financial freedom

If Chu Fang feels that life is difficult, is there anyone who can live easily in the world?

Throughout the college years, Wen Xiangbing almost saw him living a carefree and happy life.

Handsome face, young and rich, with hardware and software that all boys dream of, many girls in the school flocked to him, and those "school beauties" and "goddesses" also put down their noble airs and pestered his roommates.

Wen Xiangbing rarely saw frowns and depression on his face.

Seeing his friend frowning, Chu Fang sipped his wine and said slowly: "I'm going to start a company, come and help me?"

Wen Xiangbing raised his eyebrows, looked up and down, as if he knew each other for the first time, and said in amazement: "You? Start a company? Are you sick?"

Based on his understanding of Chu Fang, why does it sound so far-fetched?

"Forget it, I don't want to know your purpose of starting a company. My answer is--" He was too lazy to think too much, and waved his hand gently, "No!"

"Help me take a look."

"Then I won't go either."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"I have hands and feet, and I can support myself." He responded with a firm attitude, "And my goal is to surpass you and become the richest one in our 405 dormitory. Going to work for you will mean a complete loss of my future. You want to ruin my dream, right?"

Wen Xiangbing knew what Chu Fang was thinking, and he also knew what he was doing.

Without any hesitation, he refused without hesitation.

He wanted to take advantage of the fact that he had just left society and had some brotherly feelings in his body, and before it was polluted by worldly money and interests, he would do his best to maintain a hard-won and precious friendship.

He wanted to make the friendship between the two as pure and clean as possible.

At work, everyone was busy with their own work, and after get off work, they would take a break and invite three or five friends to play basketball, chat, and complain about their stupid bosses... ..., it was pretty good to think about it.

His biggest request to Chu Fang was that he would pick him up when he got drunk from socializing. This was already his limit.

His friend helped him drink three glasses of wine today, and he felt a little guilty.

Wen Xiangbing changed the subject: "By the way, you and that Zhong... Zhong..."

"Zhong Tingyue."

"Yes, did it work out?"

Chu Fang spread his hands.

"No?" Wen Xiangbing said: "Oh, our school's famous bachelor, the flower of the class, the little bully of the 405 dormitory, didn't win that Zhong Tingyue. It's hard to live up to the reputation. You are such a waste."

"You know nothing." Facing his friend, Chu Fang acted like Trump, poured a glass of white wine, drank it all, pointed at the empty glass and said: "This is love!"

"Mahua love!" Wen Xiangbing replied, "You just fell in love with someone else's body, you are cheap."

Chu Fang rolled his eyes: "Come on, You are a single dog yourself, and you still have the nerve to say that to me? "

"I am a single dog, but I had a girlfriend in college, how about you?" The roommate straightened his body slightly, and said with a boastful tone, "Brother, I have two girlfriends, how about you? With such superior conditions, you are still single, and you are not ashamed."

"You are not ashamed, but I am ashamed. When you go out, others will think that you have a problem with your sexual orientation, and think about the atmosphere in our dormitory. Do you know how much criticism we have suffered behind our backs?"

"..."

Why are you so indignant? I drank too much tonight... Chu Fang pulled the corner of his mouth: "Don't do these nonsense, just drink it."

The two of them drank one glass each, back and forth.

Wine does not make people drunk, but people get drunk by themselves.

Under the atmosphere, they both got drunk.

Sleep until dawn.

It was already noon when he woke up. Chu Fang put his hand in front of his eyes to block the sun from coming in. After a while of silence, he looked around. There were cups and plates in a mess, and the air was filled with the smell of white wine.

He patted his head: "Oh, I have to drink less in the future."

At this moment, the room was opened, and Wen Xiangbing, Rong Shunji, and Shao Liang walked in. Rong Shunji almost pressed his whole body on Chu Fang: "Fangzi, Dad is here to see you."

He kicked his roommate away.

"Brother Fang drank so much last night, let's eat first." Shao Liang brought takeaway.

After the four of them finished their meal, they simply cleaned the room and left home together.

Everyone finally got together and prepared to play games in the Internet cafe.

When they walked outside the community, they saw the almost luxurious black Bugatti being watched by passers-by.

A noble sports car has been parked since last night, with no signs of movement, and a ticket on it.

Chu Fang tore off the ticket and handed it to Wen Xiangbing: "You owe me two hundred."

"I don't have the money, and I won't give you my life." Wen Xiangbing acted like a rogue.

"..."

"Tsk tsk tsk... ..."Rong Shunji walked around the Bugatti and smacked his lips. "Xiao Hei is so handsome, much more handsome than the other cars in your garage. Give me the key, I'll go for a drive."

Rong Shunji and Shao Liang got in the car, and the former stuck his head out: "Help us start the machine, and be back soon."

After that, he stepped on the accelerator and left.

The other two looked at each other, shrugged together, and then walked towards the Internet cafe outside the community.

After a while, they came back.

The four of them sat together in the Internet cafe and played games.

"Today I will take you flying."

"Brothers are united, and their strength can break metal. We can play casually."

"..."

The four of them rushed to set up FLAGs, and they were already 100% sure of winning today.

At 6 pm, the Magic City was rolling with dark clouds, the wind blew the leaves fluttering, and the rain fell on the ground with a crisp sound.

"It's better to wash your feet."

"Games are too stressful. ”

“I’m so old, only washing my feet can comfort my tired heart.”

“Indeed.”

The four of them walked into Zulefang, a high-end foot massage shop.

Before the fight started, the four of them finished the game and changed their entertainment methods.

After thinking about it, foot massage is still the best way to wash away the mud of the world.

When they walked into the shop, the waiter at the door saw Chu Fang and his eyes lit up: “Mr. Chu, long time no see.”

“Okay.” Chu Fang nodded and pointed to the other three and said: “They are all my friends. This one is called Wen Xiangbing. Find him a gentle one. This person is a bit mean and likes others to torture him. Find him a cool one. Um... Liangzi, what do you like?”

“I don’t care. "Shao Liang's voice was very low.

Chu Fang sighed. Even at the foot massage shop, his roommate was still so shy. Or maybe he didn't wash his feet enough. If he washed his feet more, the man's confidence would return.

The waiter suggested: "It's okay, change a few more batches. We have all kinds of girls in our shop."

Chu Fang nodded: "I'm still No. 88."

The waiter then led the four people inside.

"Fangzi, I said you are not a good guy. You are familiar with the foot massage shop, just like going home."

"This is a formal one."

"Formal? Then I won't go. Who goes to a formal one?" Rong Shunji said the dirty words with a serious face.

"High appearance, good figure, full emotional value, expensive price."

"Well... Then you can try it."

"..."

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