A life of financial freedom

Life is back on track.

Chu Fang still got up early in the morning to cook. After eating, Zhong Rou went to school with her small schoolbag on her back, and he and Zhong Tingyue went to work together after eating.

The studio started to get busy again.

But it had nothing to do with Chu Fang. He was still lying on his workstation, looking bored.

There was no way. People, if they were lazy enough, they couldn't get excited.

"Go out with me." Zhong Tingyue walked in front of him and patted the table.

"Where to go? I want to sleep."

"Let's go see He Yi's house."

"Okay."

Chu Fang stood up, stretched his body, and the whole person was a little more sober.

After emptying the savings of both families and the two of them for many years, He Yi and Wu Di paid the down payment in Shanghai, bought a house, and became Shanghai residents.

The interior design of their house was handed over to the studio, and was designed by Zhong Tingyue himself.

The two walked to the parking lot, looking at the Bentley in front of them, Zhong Tingyue said: "Have you ever thought about changing a car?"

"Why change?" Chu Fang was stunned, and then he knew the other party's intention: "It's too conspicuous, right? But as the boss of the studio, you drive a Bentley to look impressive, don't you understand? I don't have money anyway, unless you pay me to buy one."

"I can buy you one within 100,000."

Chu Fang thought for a while and said: "Discount."

"..."

After getting in the car, they arrived at He Yi's house in a short while. The whole house is a rough house, with Syrian style decoration style, about 80 square meters, and the area is not large, but He Yi's smile has never stopped.

After working in the Magic City for a few years, I finally have my own house, and the sense of security and happiness arises spontaneously.

He Yi walked around the room with Zhong Tingyue, telling her ideas: "I want to make a floor-to-ceiling window in front. When standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the scenery outside will come into view. The living room should be large enough to place a sofa about the same size as the bed, and install a huge LCD TV in front of the sofa..."

He Yi is particularly concerned about her family. She has already conceived the design drawings and thought about her future life in her mind.

"What do you think, Wu Di?" He Yi asked her boyfriend.

Wu Di smiled and said, "You decide."

The two girlfriends thought about their future lives, while Chu Fang and Wu Di stood in front of the window, looking at the whole room.

Chu Fang looked around and nodded, "Not bad."

The house is in a good location, the community environment is beautiful, there is a supermarket downstairs, and the transportation is also very convenient.

Wu Di said, "I still don't have the ability. If I could be like you, I would choose a better house."

"As for a house, it's good as long as it's enough." Chu Fang replied, "No matter how big the house is, people still sleep on beds and sit on stools. There is not much difference in itself."

Chu Fang's Zhonghai Mingyuan is more than 100 square meters, but the area he actually uses is very small, only the bedroom and the living room. He is too lazy to open the other rooms.

When he is bored, he will open the house and clean it.

Wu Di nodded: "I am too vulgar."

Wu Di looked at Chu Fang and couldn't help but admire him.

Not only because Chu Fang has astronomical wealth, but also because of his approachable temperament. Even if he is rich, he speaks so down-to-earth, not like a billionaire at all.

Wu Di thinks he is a few years older than Chu Fang, but he is not as good as him.

"When are you going to get married?" Chu Fang asked.

After buying a house, the next thing is a matter of course.

Wu Di watched He Yi busying around and smiled and replied: "Soon, within a month or two."

"Very good."

"What about you?"

"Me?" Hearing this, Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets, "As long as she is willing, I can do it anytime."

"I'm still waiting for your century wedding, but don't rush to get married. You two must have a big wedding. When I got married, the scene was suddenly small, which was embarrassing."

"He Yi doesn't care about the size of the scene."

Wu Di shrugged.

Originally, He Yi didn't plan to hold a wedding. After all, she spent her family's savings to buy a house, but Wu Di insisted on holding it in order to leave a good memory for the future.

He Yi told Zhong Tingyue all her thoughts about the house, expecting her to come up with a design plan. After a while, both parties left.

Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue walked slowly on the street, each holding an ice cream.

Zhong Tingyue turned around, looked at her bestie's house, and said softly, "That's great."

"What?"

"In the past, He Yi often dreamed with me that she would have her own house in Shanghai and settle down there, and now this dream has finally come true." Zhong Tingyue said slowly, "He Yi has fulfilled her dream, but I still haveA distance. "

Chu Fang remembered that when she was chatting with Zhong Tingyue, she was talking about her dream of having a house of her own.

"Hey, it's no big deal." Hearing this, he waved his hand, "A house I..."

"I can afford to buy a house myself, I don't need your help."

Stubborn!

It happened that the two of them walked past a sales center, and then Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's hand and walked in. The real estate agent warmly entertained them and introduced the property.

Zhong Tingyue looked at the property, and her voice was filled with expectation and hope: "The house I want is a large flat, two or three hundred square meters, divided into two floors, with a kitchen, bathroom, and a very large living room downstairs, and a wide distance in front of the floor-to-ceiling window... ..."

The real estate agent looked at the young couple and sighed in his heart.

Well, it was a waste of time again.

The real estate agent has seen too many couples who live in rented houses and often go to the sales center to look at houses. Both sides dream of buying a house in the future and look forward to the future life, but none of them can afford it.

Those couples are like Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue now.

But despite this, the real estate agent's enthusiasm remains unabated, because he always believes that not being able to buy a house now does not mean that you can't afford it in the future, and you can't deny a person's future development potential.

In his cognition, every guest who can't afford a house is a potential customer in the future.

But as he listened, the real estate agent felt that something was wrong.

I only heard Zhong Tingyue say: "The house I dream of is not like your house, which is a duplex, but a real two-story building, at least seven or eight meters high, and your house is not high.

And your house is not well located. Although it is close to the Bund, it is only close. It is too close to the so-called Tomson Yipin. It is too famous. People often shoot videos and invade other people's privacy..."

The real estate agent was stunned.

Did I hear it right?

Are you sure your boyfriend has a house on the Bund, and the neighbor is Tomson Yipin?

Are you kidding?

The real estate agent then set his eyes on Chu Fang. At this moment, he found that the temperament exuded by Chu Fang was the same as those big customers who were once out of reach.

This feeling shocked him immediately.

Oh my god, buddy, are you really buying a house?

Chu Fang pointed to the floor that Zhong Tingyue loved and said, "Handsome, I bought it."

Before the real estate agent spoke, he only heard Zhong Tingyue say, "I can buy it myself, there is no need to buy it."

"I didn't buy it for you. I just wanted to buy it. I have too few assets under my name. I need to convert my savings into assets to resist inflation. "Chu Fang said, "Zhong Tingyue, can you not be so greedy? Why do you always want to write your own name?"

"..." Zhong Tingyue glared at him, "You are not allowed to buy my house."

"Is it yours? It belongs to someone else's sales center." Chu Fang said, "When you have money, this house will have been sold long ago. Then I will sell it to you at three times the price."

Zhong Tingyue almost gritted her teeth: "No wonder you are so good at finance."

Chu Fang was too lazy to pay attention to her and said to the real estate agent: "I'll give you a phone number. You contact my private lawyer and he will come to handle the relevant procedures."

The real estate agent's waist was almost bent, and he bowed hard. When the two figures disappeared from his sight, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted his forehead:

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Even God can't recognize you. "