A life of financial freedom

Zhongyuan.

After hanging up the phone with the eldest daughter, Gao Ruoyun and Zhong Ping looked at each other. The former poked the latter and asked, "When is the time to go to Shanghai?"

Zhong Ping shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, "You decide, I don't care."

"You are the head of the family, you decide."

Why don't you say that I am the head of the family when I am in charge of big and small things at home? Zhong Ping snorted.

In fact, he knew that his wife was not so carefree, and she was a little nervous and restrained when meeting her in-laws.

Mainly, Chu Ma's naive attitude gave too much pressure.

"Is this weekend okay?"

Gao Ruoyun pondered for a moment: "Okay."

Zhong Ping stood up and went outside to watch people playing cards, while Gao Ruoyun was thinking about what to bring.

... ...

Studio.

Zhong Tingyue stood at the window, overlooking the crowd below, the sun shone on her body, showing her graceful figure.

Her eyes seemed to contain stars, her eyelashes drew arcs, as if she was thinking about something, she slowly came back to her senses and sighed: "It seems a little nervous?"

She rarely had such emotions in her life, even when taking the college entrance examination and graduating, she was still calm and composed, but today her mood was rippled.

At this moment, her mind was like an old movie, with one movie after another, which was the process of her and Chu Fang meeting, knowing each other, and falling in love until this moment.

Soon, she sorted out her mood, and immediately received news from her mother that she decided to come to Shanghai on the weekend, and she told Chu Fang the news.

... ...

After Chu Fang got the news, he told Chu's mother that he was going to Shanghai on the weekend, and the latter replied with an "OK" gesture.

The two families immediately reached an agreement.

"Oh, I slept so comfortably." Yang Meina walked out of the room wearing Zhong Tingyue's pajamas, stretched lazily, and looked sleepy. She noticed the gaze from Chu Fang and glared at him, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Be careful or I'll dig your eyeballs out."

Chu Fang: "..."

Be careful or no one will marry you...

Yang Meina simply washed up, then took the bun and threw it into the sky. The little yellow-haired dog caught the bun at a high speed, swallowed it in one bite, and wagged its tail at the former, who touched the former's head: "Good boy, you are so cute."

Chu Fang: "..."

Yang Meina likes this Chinese rural dog and often calls it "Good boy". Every time he hears the word "Good boy", he thinks of his mother's name for him.

Chu Fang corrected him, saying, "I have a name, called Little Yellow Hair."

"I can call you whatever I want, what do you care about me?"

Who can care about you...

While eating breakfast, Yang Meina asked, "By the way, was Chang Shen drunk yesterday?"

"No, he was very sober." Chu Fang replied, "In order to test his body and enter that kind of floating world, Chang Shen drank a lot of wine, and he has a good alcohol tolerance."

Yang Meina rolled her eyes, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Needless to say, she could roughly understand the ins and outs, and it must be Chang Shen's extremely boring behavior, which is very consistent with his character image.

After eating breakfast and putting on clothes, Yang Meina prepared to leave, and she had to broadcast live in the afternoon.

Yang Meina's work is very hard, from 2pm to 6pm, and from 8pm to early morning, at least eight hours a day.

It seems to be an eight-hour work system, but the degree of hard work is far beyond white-collar workers and office workers.

Just as she was about to leave, someone called her. After the call, her brows knitted together, forming a "川" character, filled with sorrow.

Seeing this, Chu Fang asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Meina said word by word, "My company has been deregistered?!"

"Ah?" Chu Fang's neck stretched.

What's going on?

"Don't sit down, drive me to the company quickly."

Yang Meina quickly came back to her senses and called Chu Fang. The latter knew the seriousness of the matter, picked up the car keys and went outside, went down to the parking lot, and drove to Yang Meina's company.

On the way, Yang Meina was busy making calls and asking familiar people about the company's situation. Chu Fang listened to a few words and knew a little bit.

Yang Meina is an anchor and signed an MCN company. The company used the excuse of large investment and slow capital recovery that it had not paid wages for several months.

And today, she suddenly got the news that the MCN company she signed had been deregistered.

And the labor contract she signed with the company was invalid.

Yang Meina turned to Fang Chufang and asked, "You are the boss, what do you think?"

"Hmm..." He touched his chin and thought, "My company has not been deregistered, how would I know."

"What's the use of you?"

"..."

Soon they arrived at Yang Meina's MCN company, and they heard a noise before they entered.

When they entered the company, they saw a group of well-dressed people.The beautiful women lost their former elegance and were surrounding two middle-aged men in suits, vying to speak:

"Why was the company deregistered? It was clearly operating well."

"That's right. I don't care whether the company is deregistered or not, but you owe us several months of wages?"

"..."

One of the bald middle-aged men said, "The company was indeed deregistered due to poor management. This is a fact. Due to poor management, there is no money in the company account. We can't pay wages. We are very sorry for this."

"Who wants your apology?! Hypocritical, we want money, hard-earned money." Yang Meina squeezed in and said loudly, "That's our hard-earned money. You can just apologize and let it go?"

"That's right."

"Is it because you don't want to pay wages and run away with the money?"

"If you don't pay wages today, no one can leave."

"That's right, otherwise we will call the police."

"... ...”

Another man with scars on his face frowned: "The company is not doing well and has no money. How do you want us to pay our wages? We don't want to see such a thing. If you don't let us leave, we will call the police to warn you for violating my personal safety."

Hearing that the scarred man wanted to call the police, the glamorous anchors were angry and their teeth were almost broken, but they were all ordinary people who rarely dealt with the police. They had a natural fear and dared not speak out.

Yang Meina didn't care so much and shouted at the top of her voice: "Call the police if you want to, who is afraid of who, you owe us wages and you are right? I don't believe it!"

The bald man explained: "We are just nominal shareholders. The company has another actual shareholder. The company's funds and power are all in his hands. If you want to find the person responsible, just find him."

"We are just anchors under the company. How can we know the personnel changes in your senior management? Anyway, you two are the bosses and you should pay the wages." Yang Meina said.

"Yes, we only recognize you two."

"Either pay me your salary or don't even think about leaving."

"..."

The scarred man said: "You can apply for labor arbitration and see if the law can help you, a bunch of legal illiterates!"