A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang rubbed his eyes and looked carefully.

It's really my car!

Could it be that Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong lent my car to someone else? Impossible, they should have asked me when they lent it out.

At this moment, a bold idea popped up in Chu Fang's mind: "Could that exquisite woman be Chu Yi?"

Well, this idea is indeed bold.

He couldn't figure it out, and he was too lazy to think about it. He stepped on the accelerator and roared up. The car was moving side by side with Rafa again, and he shouted: "Brother, where did you get your car?"

The yellow-haired man smiled and shook his head.

"Of course I bought it." The exquisite woman's eyes revealed contempt, "Uncle, can you please stop following us? We are not in the same circle, so don't force yourself to merge. If you follow us again, we will sue you for harassment. Also, you are such a big person, go to work and earn money when you have time, and buy a car when you earn enough money, instead of fantasizing here that you have the same car."

Well, I was ridiculed.

Chu Fang continued to ask: "Why are you driving my car?"

"Yours?" The delicate woman frowned, stretched her neck, and said: "Save money, you can't afford such a car in your lifetime, so don't fantasize here, work honestly is the right way."

And the yellow-haired man seemed a little irritated, stepped on the accelerator and went forward, leaving Chu Fang behind. The latter also stepped on the accelerator, wanting to catch up with the other party and ask clearly.

The two cars passed by in the busy traffic, attracting other car owners to complain:

"Are you two acting in Hong Kong dramas here?"

"The rich second generation nowadays is really more unreliable than the other."

"Sooner or later, I will hit you two to death."

"..."

Seeing Chu Fang chasing, the yellow-haired man frowned and looked impatient: "Is that man sick? Must he chase us?"

"Dear, don't be angry, that man must be mentally ill." The delicate woman patted her boyfriend's chest.

Huangmao picked up the intercom in the car and said, "Hey, hey, hey, I'm being chased by a psychopath. Find someone to stop him."

Chu Fang's mind was full of doubts.

A stranger drove his car, but he looked down on him.

It was the opposite of Tiangang.

BYD!

If I don't figure things out today, I won't be called Chu Fang!

Just as he was chasing, suddenly a Lamborghini broke away from the supercar team and blocked him. Chu Fang went east, Lamborghini also went east, Chu Fang went west, Lamborghini also went west.

If he didn't pay attention, the LaFerrari disappeared in front of Chu Fang.

He was so angry that he yelled, "Are you mentally ill? Why are you blocking me? Do you believe I will hit you?"

The driver of the Lamborghini was also a rich second-generation, wearing strange clothes and flashy clothes. He said to Chu Fang, "Brother, I don't know what you are up to, but it's just those dirty ideas of wanting to make connections. I warn you, don't chase that LaFerrari again, otherwise, we will call the police."

"Damn it! Your grandma!" Chu Fang was so angry that he yelled, "That's my car!"

Unfortunately, the Lamborghini went far away.

Chu Fang stopped by the roadside and looked ahead. There was no trace of the supercar team.

He scratched his face: "Am I dazzled? Did I see it wrong? Impossible."

After thinking it over and over again, Chu Fang called Chu Yi and asked if they had lent their cars to others. Chu Yi said no, they had been busy at work recently, and they never even went out of the underground parking lot.

How could they lend their cars to others?

"Yes!" After ending the call, Chu Fang said, "Strange, a LaFerrari appeared out of nowhere, and it has my license plate number."

"Which loser is imitating me?!"

He turned the steering wheel, turned the car around, and drove towards Zhonghai Mingyuan.

I must figure this out today.

... ...

"Finally got rid of it." Not seeing Chu Fang, the delicate woman exhaled, "There are so many sick people in this world now. How dare they say that a car worth tens of millions is his, and they say it so righteously, it's really shameless."

The yellow-haired man nodded, "Indeed, fortunately Rongrong you are sensible."

"Dear, don't get along with that kind of person." The delicate woman Rongrong comforted her boyfriend, "Dear, my dad wants to meet you and talk to you about investment..."

The yellow-haired man drove the car and asked softly, "How much money is your family going to pay? I don't care about money, but a question of attitude. You should understand what I mean."

"One million." Rongrong looked reluctant, but immediately made up her mind.

Without courage, there is no production.

My boyfriend’s bank card is currently frozen by his father, and he is preparing to start a company, so he is short of money.And if she gave warmth to her boyfriend in his most difficult time, it would be like sending timely help. Once the company was established and his father forgave him, she, as his girlfriend, would have climbed up the ladder, just like a black chicken flying up the branch and becoming a phoenix.

That one million investment would mean a lifetime of happiness, the life of a rich wife, and endless happiness.

Therefore, Rongrong discussed it with her father.

This deal can be done!

"One million? Too little." The yellow-haired man frowned slightly, "Don't worry, my company is very promising and has a bright future. If I wasn't short of money, I wouldn't let your family invest."

"Even if I lose money, I can still open it by bowing to my father. Even if I try everything and it doesn't work, I can still sell my cars. My two cars are worth tens of millions."

Hearing this, Rongrong fell into thought, but then gritted her teeth: "Dear, I'll take out all my own private money, one and a half million, do you think it's okay?"

What the boyfriend said makes sense!

Huang Mao drove with one hand and held his girlfriend with the other: "Rongrong, I love you, as bright as the sun, as infinite as the starry sky, and as eternal as the long river of time."

"Dear, you are so good..."