A life of financial freedom

He drove back to the studio. The employees and subordinates had already left, and only Zhong Tingyue stayed in the studio.

Under the incandescent light, her black and shiny hair fell on the desk. She worked hard, her eyes were as clear as the lake. When she saw Chu Fang, she had a slight ripple and a curve appeared at the corner of her mouth: "You are here, I will leave after I finish my work."

This is also a workaholic.

Why are there only workaholics around me, and no one who loves life like me?

After sitting for a while, Zhong Tingyue finished the work at hand, tidied it up, and left the company immediately.

Zhong Tingyue took Chu Fang's arm, and the two walked home.

Tonight the moonlight was shining, and the sight was full of silver-white light.

Chu Fang was silent, Zhong Tingyue tilted his neck and asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"What kind of girl do you think Ma Junjie likes?"

At this moment, he has not forgotten about Ma Junjie and is thinking about finding a girlfriend for him.

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue straightened her waist slightly: "I am like this."

"That's because he is blind and doesn't know your true face. He regards you as the goddess in his mind. Any of your behavior is beautified in his eyes." Chu Fang glanced at him, "If he knew that you were a sloppy woman who couldn't cook and had a strong waist, he would definitely not like you."

Zhong Tingyue asked: "Am I not the goddess in your mind?"

"No." Chu Fang shook his head, "Goddesses are only suitable for worship, not as girlfriends or even wives."

Chu Fang never regarded Zhong Tingyue as a goddess, not now, not before.

If a woman is regarded as a goddess, then she is naturally inferior. The two sides will not be equal, nor will they be together. Even if they are together, there will be no good results.

Zhong Tingyue clenched her fist and hit him in the chest, and the latter snorted softly.

This woman has a strong hand.

She touched her chin, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Ma Junjie has received traditional education since he was a child. He values ​​friendship and loyalty. He would rather sacrifice himself than tire others. He should like the kind of... traditional girls."

Chu Fang fell into thought.

When he got home, Zhong Rou had already gone home from evening self-study. Chu Fang lay on the sofa and posted a circle of friends: Single women, please private message me.

As soon as it was posted, there was a message immediately below.

[A little fairy descended to the earth: ? ? ? ]

[Wangshu: ? ? ? ]

[Chu's father: ? ? ? ]

[Nanazi: ? ? ? ]

Zhong Tingyue commented below to explain.

[Wangshu: He is looking for a girlfriend for a friend. ]

Zhong Tingyue kicked Chu Fang, who smiled and quickly deleted the message in the circle of friends to avoid causing too many misunderstandings.

But it was too late. After a while, hundreds of red dots appeared in his chat box. Someone sent him a message, and the avatars were all beautiful women.

[Milky smell: Mr. Chu, what's wrong? ]

[Happy little fish: Mr. Chu, I miss you. ]

"Oh, someone's WeChat friends are quite 'bustling'." Zhong Tingyue flipped through the friend circles of those beautiful women who sent messages. They were all selfies and exquisite lives, revealing the temperament of a rich lady. She poked her boyfriend's arm: "Your friends miss you, why don't you reply, but delete them instead, you hurt others so much."

"Hehe..." Chu Fang smiled, "I added a lot of 'gold diggers' WeChat before, and forgot to delete them."

That was several years ago. I didn't expect these people to still remember me, and I haven't deleted them yet.

Chu Fang deleted those 'gold diggers' WeChat one by one.

It must be said that these "gold diggers" are really confident. Not only do they send all kinds of chat messages and ask about each other's well-being, but some are even bold enough to send photos of their thighs, bodies, and broad "chests".

"Can I keep this?" Chu Fang asked in a low voice.

Zhong Tingyue: "What do you think?"

A stubbornness that refused to admit defeat surged in his heart, and he slightly propped up his "chest": "How am I worse than her?"

Chu Fang looked at the "chest", then looked at the photos on his phone, thought about it, and immediately sent a message to the "gold digger", indicating that he should send a more exposed photo. The "gold digger" sent it back instantly. Chu Fang compared it carefully and said faintly: "It seems that she does have a better "contour sense" than yours."

Seeing Zhong Tingyue's face darken, he quickly sent a red envelope of 6666 to the "gold digger", immediately deleted and blocked the other party, and spread his hands: "No more."

"Let's go!" Zhong Tingyue stood up and pulled Chu Fang to the bedroom, "I'll show you who is more "broad."

... ...

Studio.

The little fat man looked at Chu Fang, lying on his workstation in a listless manner, his eyes dark, and whispered: "Brother Chu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?""No, I'm in good health." Chu Fang said, "Little Fatty, as a person who has experienced this, I'll tell you a truth, that is, never argue with women, women are not rational animals."

"Oh, thank you, Brother Chu."

Chu Fang recalled the scene last night in his mind, and his mouth curled up.

Sometimes telling the truth is wrong.

It's too hard for men.

He cheered up slightly, then straightened his waist, thinking about how to find excellent girls from other channels.

Chu Fang still didn't give up the idea of ​​finding a girlfriend for Ma Junjie, but it was obvious that his WeChat friends were either "not very good" or "purely Shao".

That kind of person is okay to play with, but not suitable as a girlfriend.

After thinking for a while, Chu Fang downloaded a dating app, registered his identity, and filled in Ma Junjie's relevant information. He originally thought that he was looking for a blind date on the app, but after playing for a while, he found that this dating app was the kind of "one-hour business".

Crappy way!

Well, it's my bad luck, Chu Fang uninstalled the software.

Chu Fang thought about it, today is another boring day, and asked Zhong Tingyue for leave. The latter asked casually: "Why are you taking leave again?"

"There is something important today, I have to go on a blind date."

"Oh."

Chu Fang: "Eh? You don't even react?"

"Oh."

"Oh?"

"Oh." Zhong Tingyue didn't even raise her head, still working, and said slowly: "You are designated to find a blind date for Ma Junjie."

Sometimes it's not a good thing for a wife to be too shrewd, there is no expectation of fun.

After a while, they arrived at a matchmaker's shop.

At this moment, there are many men and women in the matchmaker's shop. The men are dressed formally in suits and leather shoes, and the women are also dressed up carefully.

As soon as he entered the matchmaker's shop, a clerk pulled him in one direction.

"Eh? Why are you holding me? Men and women should not touch each other."

"You are here for a blind date, right?"

"Yes, but..."

The clerk said, "Then don't say buts. Don't be shy. Be brave and generous. I believe you!"

Walking to a table, the clerk pressed Chu Fang on the chair, straightened his sleeves for him, and then strode away.

"Eh? What's going on?"

"I seem to have been misunderstood."

"What should I do now?"

"Take a photo first and send it to Zhong Tingyue on WeChat!"

He did what he said. He took a photo and sent it to Zhong Tingyue, who replied "Oh" without any hurry.

Why is it still "Oh"!