A life of financial freedom

Zhong Tingyue knew all the information about Chu Fang, and even knew it by heart. At this moment, she spoke out a series of information, which surprised the store manager Cen Li. Wow, he knew it more carefully than she did.

Cen Li thought for a moment and asked, "How about I ask Mr. Chu for instructions."

"No, I'll do it."

Zhong Tingyue waved her hand, then took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Chu Fang.

In less than three minutes, she showed a video to the store manager Cen Li and said, "It's too troublesome to call him, so it's better to record a video."

Cen Li looked and saw that Chu Fang had recorded a video, and said seriously and solemnly: Zhong Tingyue is my Chu Fang's lover, she can do everything for me, no need to ask me for instructions, you must not embarrass her.

After reading, Cen Li's eyes fell on Zhong Tingyue, who waved her ID card, while the former changed her tone and became warm and gentle: "Sorry, Mrs. Chu, I didn't recognize you. Your arrival brought honor to my humble home. Are you feeling better? Otherwise, I will ask a doctor for you."

Perhaps she had been shocked too much and her nerves became big, Zhong Tingyue waved her hand: "It's okay."

Cen Li and another clerk immediately helped Zhong Tingyue to the VIP room.

In Hubei Province, at the entrance of the hotel, Chu Fang tilted his head, confused: "Huh? Why did Zhong Tingyue ask me to record a video? She said something inexplicable."

Shao Liang smiled: "Hehe~~~"

"You are my lover, a woman like a rose..." Wen Xiangbing sang immediately.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Rong Shunji on the side smacked his lips, "My lover, Caixia and I have never called you that, it's too greasy."

Chu Fang rolled his eyes.

Magic City, Micro Times VIP Room.

As time passed, Zhong Tingyue seemed to have accepted the explosive news. She looked at the beautiful shop assistants standing opposite her, all of whom were focused on her, with deep respect and flattery in their eyes.

That shameless thing had a comfortable life... ...At this moment, she still had the leisure to think about it. She waved her hand, and Cen Liming said, then signaled the row of shop assistants to leave. When there were only the two of them in the VIP room, Zhong Tingyue said, "Is it true that every time Chu Fang comes, there are so many girls serving him?"

"No." Cen Li shook his head, "Except for the fashion designer, Mr. Chu rarely contacts the girls in the store. Every time he takes the size, Mr. Chu leaves. Well, the fashion designer in our store is a man."

The girls in their store wanted to take off their clothes and get on Chu Fang's bed, but they were all ignored.

Cen Li originally thought that Chu Fang had a problem with his sexual orientation. He looked at Zhong Tingyue quietly and nodded: his vision is higher than that of ordinary people. Ordinary people are not in his eyes. He has the temperament of a fairy sister.

"Are all his clothes designed and tailored by your store?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

Although he didn't know why Mrs. Chu asked this, thinking of the video just now, Cen Li still responded honestly: "Since four years ago, our store has contracted Mr. Chu's clothes. We asked fashion designers to design the most intimate clothes for Mr. Chu. We have to order five or six sets of clothes for Mr. Chu every month for him to choose."

Zhong Tingyue said: "How much is each set of clothes?"

"There is no fixed price, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. A few days ago, Mr. Chu ordered a suit for 270,000."

Zhong Tingyue couldn't complain about this arrogant price. It was beyond her cognition. After thinking for a moment, she said: "That means he spends millions of dollars a year buying clothes in your store?"

"Yes." Cen Li nodded, "Mr. Chu is the most important guest in our store."

Immediately, Zhong Tingyue asked Cen Li about Chu Fang's news, but to his disappointment, there was not much useful information. He only knew that Chu Fang was rich and young.

Seeing that Zhong Tingyue had nothing to say, Cen Li asked, "Mrs. Chu, you are here today. What can we do for you?"

"Nothing, nothing, I'm just looking around." Zhong Tingyue shook her head.

"How about we make you a set of clothes?"

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue shook her head even more: "I can't afford it, I'm poor."

A set of clothes costs tens of thousands of yuan, she doesn't have the financial resources.

As she said this, she was about to leave, which made Cen Li confused. He seemed to remember something and called Zhong Tingyue: "By the way, Mrs. Chu, our store has made clothes for Mr. Chu for next month. Do you want to take them away yourself, or do we deliver them to you in person?"

"You guys deliver them..." Zhong Tingyue waved her hand casually, and suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Is the address you deliver to your door in the Epiphyllum Community?"

"Yes, it used to be Zhonghai Mingyuan, now it isI don't know how, it was changed to Tanhua Community. "

"You used to live in the so-called Zhonghai Mingyuan?"

"I moved to Tanhua Community four months ago."

Zhong Tingyue changed her mind: "I'll take it back to him."

After a while, Zhong Tingyue walked out in the eyes of everyone in the Micro Times store with five exquisitely packaged bags, and a voice came from behind: "Looking forward to your next visit."

The female star of Miss Gu looked at this scene and asked the clerk next to her: "Who is that girl? You treat her like this."

The clerk replied: "She is the lover of the most important customer in our store."

"She married well." Miss Gu said with emotion.

"It's really good." The clerk thought for a moment, "Mr. Chu is the male god in the minds of the girls in our store. Even if he has money, he is polite and courteous to everyone."

As he said, he looked in the direction where Zhong Tingyue disappeared and said: "I don't know if that girl saved the Milky Way in her previous life to become Mr. Chu's lover. "

Miss Gu said: "I really want to meet Mr. Chu, do you have his contact information?"

"Hehe, except for the store manager, no one has his contact information."

"What a pity."

"..."