A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang finally invested in An Hongda.

On the one hand, he had expectations for the company's prospects; on the other hand, he got the affirmation of his sister-in-law and successfully got along with Zhong Rou, so this deal was not a loss.

Life is back on track.

Chu Fang is still slacking off as usual, but he is relaxed and comfortable.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Chu Fang said hello to Zhong Tingyue and left the company immediately. The latter rolled her eyes, and her eyes were tender like water.

After a while, Chu Fang arrived at the downstairs of a community and happened to meet Wen Xiangbing. The two went in together.

Walking into the house rented by Rong Shunji, it has one bedroom and one living room. The area is not large, the decoration is simple and ordinary, and the wedding photos of the couple are hung on the wall, which is filled with a warm atmosphere.

"You are living a good life." Wen Xiangbing looked around and said with a smile.

"It's just so-so." Rong Shunji waved his hand with a smile on his face.

"As expected of a man who is about to become a father, he has learned to be humble. It's not easy." Chu Fang also said.

Wei Caixia is pregnant, and as good friends, they naturally want to come and see.

"I have always been very humble." Rong Shunji said, "After all... ...I already have three children at school, and I am your eternal loving father."

"Ah! Pah!"

Wei Caixia walked out of the kitchen with the dishes, with a faint smile on her cheeks. Rong Shunji quickly took the dishes and put them on the table, saying with some heartache: "Don't cook, it's enough to eat."

"... ..., shouldn't we say this?" Chu Fang said.

Wen Xiangbing also said: "We are the guests."

Having said that, the three dissuaded Wei Caixia from cooking a few more dishes. Seeing the three of them meet, Wei Caixia directly scooped some dishes and went into the room to eat by herself, leaving enough space for the three of them.

"That's great." Wen Xiangbing said with envy, "You are really lucky."

Rong Shunji brought the nutritious dishes into the room, closed the door gently, and said, "It cost 500,000 yuan."

"You think it's too expensive?" Chu Fang glanced at him, "It's expensive for a reason."

"Hehe..." Rong Shunji smiled, "If it's not expensive, I'll be willing to add another 500,000 yuan."

This is the truth, the truth from the heart.

Rong Shunji thinks that being able to marry Wei Caixia is a rare luck in his life. In this materialistic age, there is a girl who is willing to accompany him to repay his debts, live in a small house, and give birth to children for him, which really touched him.

If he missed Wei Caixia at the beginning, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

The three of them drank and chatted, pointing out the world, recalling the past, standing in the present, and looking forward to the future... ..., commonly known as "talking big".

Wei Caixia looked at the three people chatting through the crack in the door, and a shallow arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

... ...

Ephemeral Flower Community.

Zhong Rou stretched her neck and watched Zhong Tingyue cooking. She generously added a spoonful of salt and said timidly, "Sister, let's wait for my brother-in-law to come back."

She wanted to live.

"No, your brother-in-law should be back very late." Zhong Tingyue answered without turning her head, with a slightly excited tone: "Your brother-in-law is a good cook, and I am not bad either. Today I will let you taste my cooking skills. I promise that you will want to eat it again after eating it once..."

Then I have to be more resentful, want to eat it again next time, and the next time.

I am using my own body for experiments?

Zhong Rou pulled the corners of her mouth, her mind was like paste.

At this moment, she prayed frantically in her heart: "Brother-in-law, come back soon, come back soon, my sister wants to kill me."

... ...

The night is approaching, and the stars are dotted.

After the three of them finished drinking, they washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen waste. Rong Shunji asked his wife to rest and immediately sent Chu Fang and the others away.

Walking out of the community, a gust of wind blew, and they instantly sobered up a little.

The three of them walked slowly along the street. Rong Shunji's smile never disappeared. He was as cheerful as before, but a little warmer. Wen Xiangbing put his hands behind his head and looked at the night sky, as if he was lost in thought. Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets and looked around.

"I don't know how Liangzi is doing?" Rong Shunji's voice broke the silence between the three.

"He's doing better than you." Chu Fang said, "Liangzi's parents found him a job, working from nine to five, how good. When we meet again, he might have a baby."

"That won't work!" Rong Shunji said seriously: "If you don't invite us three brothers to your wedding, I'll put his baby in my stomach."

The three looked at each other and laughed together.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time." Rong Shunji said.

Chu Fang shrugged his shoulders: "I'm always free."

Wen Xiangbing slowly retracted his gaze: "I can spare the time."

The two looked at Rong Shunji, who pointed at himself: "TogetherI just don't have time."

After a pause, he continued, "I can't help it. Not only do I have hundreds of thousands of debts, but I also have a wife and children to support, and I'm under great pressure in life. Unlike you two, one of you is a rich man who feeds the whole family, and the other is... your grandma's rich brother, who has no shortage of money to spend. I'm so angry."

Wen Xiangbing patted his friend on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, wait for me to make a fortune, and then I will take you to a prosperous and luxurious life."

Turning his head, his eyes stared around: "Look at this prosperous Magic City, with brilliant lights and feasting, where countless people dream of gaining a foothold. I, Wen Xiangbing, will definitely create a career of my own in Magic City, become a big boss, and become a superior person..."

Chu Fang and Rong Shunji looked at each other, and the former said; "Have you drunk too much?"

Wen Xiangbing pulled the corner of his mouth: "Fangzi, you are annoying. I am expressing my ideals. Why did you interrupt me? ”

“I don’t have such great ideals as you. I just want to pay off my debts as soon as possible, buy a small house in my hometown, and live a comfortable life.” Rong Shunji asked, “What about you, Fangzi?”

Chu Fang answered solemnly, “Just eating and waiting to die.”

Go away!

Rong Shunji thought for a moment, looked at Chu Fang and said, “Fangzi, the repayment time needs to be extended.”

With a child, he has an extra expense, and the pressure is a bit high.

“It’s up to you.” Chu Fang waved his hand, was silent for a moment, and said, “Well... don’t give me the money, just transfer it directly to your parents.”

Rong Shunji raised his eyebrows.

Chu Fang spread his hands, “Don’t blame me, who told you that your parents only have you as their son, if you want the stars in the sky, they will pick them down. "

Chu Fang didn't want to hide it anymore.

First, the two elders hid the news of debt repayment in the hope that Rong Shunji would have the pressure to repay. He worked hard. Rong Shunji's efforts and struggles were visible to the naked eye. There was no need to hide it.

Second, Chu Fang didn't want his friend to be overwhelmed by debt, or even exhausted himself. That was very likely.

Although the money owed to Chu Fang and the money owed to parents were both debts, they were not the same concept in essence.

As they walked, the three of them separated. Rong Shunji stayed where he was, watching the two disappear in the darkness, squatted down, took out a cigarette, and smoked it slowly, with smoke everywhere.

After taking two puffs, Rong Shunji threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and called his mother. His mother looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong with my son? Why are you sitting on the side of the road? Are you feeling uncomfortable? ... ..."

The mother kept asking questions like a machine gun, and Rong Shunji's eyes were red and filled with tears: "Mom and Dad, I'm sorry for you. ”

... ...