A life of financial freedom

Looking at Chu Fang's back, a rich young man asked, "Who is that?"

Guo Kaipeng answered calmly, "It's just a stranger. We happened to meet and have a meal together. Please give me some face."

Hearing this, all the rich young men nodded.

They looked down on Chu Fang a little more.

The politeness just now was just an instinctive reaction of the body.

Chu Fang could guess what those rich young men were thinking, and he didn't have much emotional fluctuation.

There is a saying that goes, if you are in a different circle, don't force yourself to fit in.

He didn't think about fitting in.

There are so many circles in the Magic City, and many people invited him to join, but he refused calmly, not to mention the strange circles in Beijing.

Chu Fang walked out of the villa and looked around. The decoration was luxurious, and the mahogany furniture was obviously expensive.

"Good evening, young man." Just at this moment, a gentle voice came from the side. Looking for the sound, I saw an elderly man in his sixties, dressed in casual clothes, with a faint silver glow in his hair and a slight smile on his cheeks.

Chu Fang raised his eyebrows and approached: "Good evening, uncle."

The elderly man poured a cup of tea and motioned Chu Fang to taste it. The latter took a sip, his face squeezed together, and a painful look appeared. The former smiled: "It's very bitter, right?"

Chu Fang swallowed it, took another sip, and said: "It's not bitter."

"I don't believe it."

"No matter how bitter the tea is, it's not as bitter as life."

After the voice fell, the old man's eyes seemed to recall something: "Yes, life is bitter, but you are much happier than us. Think about our time, we were not well fed and clothed, we had nothing we wanted, and we had nothing left after eating. We lived for food and clothing..."

Here it comes again!

Chu Fang didn't like chatting with the old man. He would talk about things from the last century in just a few words, and he would point out the lifestyles and values ​​of contemporary people from a high position, comparing the two, as if he had to compare the two.

He even compared "which generation suffered more", as if suffering was a very glorious thing.

Chu Fang didn't want to listen to the old man's nagging, and interrupted his memories somewhat impolitely: "Uncle, don't advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering."

"Sorry." The old man returned to the real world, pondered for a while, and said to Chu Fang seriously: "I was rude just now."

"Let's talk about tea. I know a little about this."

"You know?" Hearing this, the old man was a little surprised: "You young people also like to drink tea?"

"I know a little."

It's mainly for show... Chu Fang thought to himself.

The old man slowly got up and went into the villa. After a while, he came out with a bunch of tea cans.

... ...

Bai Yan took Zhong Tingyue to walk around the villa, introducing the decoration and renovation, and also introduced the rich young men who came and went to the latter.

"They just want a contact number, so that they can introduce business to your studio in the future." Walking to the corner, Bai Yan said to Zhong Tingyue.

Those young men were very enthusiastic about Zhong Tingyue and wanted her contact number. Even after hearing that Chu Fang was their boyfriend, they were still enthusiastic, but she rejected them mercilessly, without even leaving a glimmer of hope.

Zhong Tingyue smiled with her red lips: "There is the corresponding contact information on the official website of my studio. If you have business, please contact us at any time."

"Ah..." Hearing this, Bai Yan sighed.

Zhong Tingyue looked around and did not see Chu Fang's figure, frowning slightly; "Where is Chu Fang?"

Then the two looked for Chu Fang. After a series of tossing, they saw Chu Fang outside the villa. Bai Yan's pupils dilated, and her eyes flashed with surprise.

At this moment, Chu Fangzheng was talking about knowledge about tea and sharing the taste of the tea he had drunk. Sitting opposite him was Guo Kaipeng's grandfather, who was the chairman of the group and the most powerful person in the Guo family and the backbone of the family.

Usually, Guo Kaipeng's grandfather had a serious and unsmiling face, exuding an oppressive aura inadvertently, which frightened everyone in the family. But at this moment, he looked at Chu Fang with a faint smile, and the aura disappeared. The two seemed to be equal.

And this kind of equality only exists when facing people of the same level.

Guo Kaipeng's father poked Guo Kaipeng and asked, "Who is that?"

Guo Kaipeng scratched his face and was also extremely surprised. He didn't expect that his grandfather, who was usually so serious, would have such a kind side, and he shook his head in front of a stranger:

"My friend, not too familiar."

At this moment, there were many people outside the villa, all of them were visitors, listening to Chu Fang talking about the origin and taste of tea...

Zhong Tingyue looked at her boyfriend, and a slight arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Hmm?" Chu Fang was aware of the gazes from all around him, and finally came back to his senses from the pretentious world, "Why are there so many people?"

"Why are you out here?" Grandpa Guo Kaipeng frowned and looked at everyone, his face serious, "You are interrupting my chat with this young friend, hurry in."

Everyone's heart suddenly chilled, with a special momentum pressing down on them. Chu Fang looked at the time and waved his hand: "It's almost ten o'clock, I won't chat with you anymore, I want to go home and sleep, you should also go to bed early and stay up less late."

"Shall we chat for a while?"

"No, it's boring."

Grandpa Guo Kaipeng, accompanied by his son, grandson and a group of guests, sent Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue out the door and said softly, "Young man, let's chat sometime."

"OK."

Guo Kaipeng also said, "Chu Fang, come to my house when you have time."

Grandpa Guo Kaipeng frowned and looked at his grandson; "Young man and I are friends, how can you call me by my name? Do you want to be of the same generation as me? Call me uncle."

Ah? This?

Not so good... ...Chu Fang smiled in his heart.

Guo Kaipeng listened to his grandfather very much and called him 'Uncle Chu' directly.

Zhong Tingyue glanced at her boyfriend. Although she said something like 'not so good', she must have been very happy in her heart.

"Uncle, I will stay in Beijing for a few days, let's talk about it later."

Chu Fang couldn't stand the attitude of the old man and left in a hurry.

Watching the two disappear from sight, Guo Kaipeng's father asked, "Dad, who is he?"

"Didn't your son invite that young friend to our house for dinner? Why are you asking him? Why are you asking me?" Grandpa Guo Kaipeng looked at his grandson.

Guo Kaipeng scratched his face: "Just a stranger, I thought he was an ordinary person."

"Ordinary person? Haha." Hearing this, Grandpa Guo Kaipeng repeated, and then laughed: "You brothers see me like a mouse seeing a cat. Your father is the vice president of the company, in charge of so many people, and he is also afraid of me, but that young friend has no fear at all. Can he be an ordinary person?"

Ordinary people would feel a chill when they see him, but Chu Fang was unmoved, treating him equally, and even dared to refute him and pretend in front of him. This is not something ordinary people can do.

The old man noticed an extraordinary temperament emanating from Chu Fang as soon as he saw him, and he immediately felt a sense of mutual appreciation.

Bai Yan opened her mouth slightly and looked at the direction where the person disappeared for a long time.

She was not a fool. At this moment, she also knew that Chu Fang was not as simple as she imagined. Or maybe she underestimated Zhong Tingyue. How could a man who was favored by Zhong Tingyue be an ordinary man?

Thinking of showing off her boyfriend in front of Zhong Tingyue a few days ago, and the latter just smiled, Bai Yan felt her face burning and blushing.

... ...