A life of financial freedom

Like most people, when the stock market was hot and rising steadily, Zhong Tingyue opened an account to trade stocks, hoping to get rich overnight, but the stocks were eventually locked up and he returned home in failure.

"I won't do it!" Chu Fang shook his head and refused, "This master is a scholar, and I can't teach a useless student like you!"

Zhong Tingyue's eyes sparkled: "Mr. Chu, what's wrong with you recommending a few stocks?"

"Not much!" Chu Fang replied, "But I don't want to push, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless you serve this master like those noble ladies, and serve this master well, I will be in a very good mood, and maybe I can teach you a few tricks."

"Chu Fang, you..."

"What do you mean by me?" Chu Fang stiffened his neck, "I'm teaching you the way to wealth, do you want to learn for nothing? Zhong Tingyue, you are too shameless."

Zhong Tingyue gritted his teeth: "Unless I die, don't expect me to serve you."

"It doesn't matter." Chu Fang shrugged, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was good at cooking, not at stock trading, and finally covered up the matter.

"Chu Fang, wait, I will definitely achieve something, become the future stock god, make a lot of money, and step on you." Zhong Tingyue opened the stock trading software, and her pretty face turned green in an instant.

Puff!

Chu Fang laughed out loud.

Future stock god?

Step on?

That's it?

Zhong Tingyue glared at him and walked forward quickly.

Chu Fang followed slowly, and suddenly his neck itched. Looking back, he saw that his sister-in-law woke up.

"Eh? Why did you wake up?"

Zhong Rou's eyes were burning: "Brother-in-law."

"Yeah."

"Have I been very well behaved recently?"

"Not bad."

Chu Fang thought about it, except for being distracted in class, sleeping during morning self-study, not bullying the tabby cat, and oh, by the way, and quarreling with a super handsome old lady in Shanghai a few days ago, his performance was pretty good.

"Then can you teach me your way to get rich?"

Zhong Rou woke up immediately when she heard the word "get rich". She was so eager to find a way to get rich.

The wealth of her brother-in-law Chu Fang refreshed her cognition again and again.

Chu Fang nodded: "Okay, but you have to serve me. It's common to serve tea and water, wash clothes, cook, clean..."

"Then will you teach me?"

He shook his head: "No, I'm playing a trick on you."

"Hmph!" Zhong Rou snorted coldly and ignored Chu Fang.

The next day, Chu Fang got up and looked at Zhong Tingyue. The warm sunlight through the window made her soft profile more beautiful, with closed eyes and slightly open lips.

Last night, this woman studied stocks all night, various financial statements, K-line charts and the like, and then she was full of confidence that she would definitely make money in the stock market.

In response, Chu Fang smiled.

A few years ago, Chu's father had the same idea. He entered the market with tens of thousands of yuan and finally summed up a set of winning rules.

Chu Fang asked: "How much did you make?"

Chu's father shook his head: "I didn't make any money, but I was able to reduce the loss to only 90% of the principal."

Emm... ... Makes sense!

Chu Fang didn't say anything about Zhong Tingyue's stock trading.

On the one hand, Zhong Tingyue is a very rational person and will not fall into it.

On the other hand, with him as a backing, she won't lose much. Let her do it, just treat it as a form of entertainment and leisure.

He left the bedroom and started to make breakfast immediately.

Today's breakfast is braised beef noodles. The noodles are hand-rolled noodles. Zhong Tingyue rolled them yesterday. The beef is ready, but it didn't take much effort.

Three bowls of noodles are cooked. The bottom is hand-rolled noodles, and the top is covered with large pieces of beef. The soup is red oil and chili, the noodles are chewy, and the beef is crispy. I am extremely tempting and arouses people's appetite.

Zhong Tingyue and Zhong Rou have already got up.

Zhong Rou took a bite and said, "Brother-in-law, your braised beef noodles are better than before, especially the beef."

"Of course." Chu Fang replied, "This is 'Kobe beef' shipped by air, and it costs several thousand yuan per pound. It's very expensive."

When he has nothing to do, he likes to study recipes and use various high-end ingredients to make the most homely delicacies. Others steam several pounds of lobsters, but he braises them; white truffles can only be eaten raw, but he heats them... ...

The main character is a rebellious one.

But you don't say that changing the cooking method seems to have a different taste. It can't be said to be good, but it can't be said to be bad.

"It's so expensive." Zhong Rou buried her head in eating, and finally drank the soup, and then covered her stomach to go to school.

After breakfast, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue went to the studio together.

He was still lying on his workstation and slacking off. Suddenly, Zhong Tingyue's voice came from the office: "How do you do things?"

"Do you still need me to teach you this little thing?"

"If you continue to work with this attitude, I think thisThe studio should be closed down as soon as possible."

Soon, many colleagues in the studio left the office, all of them were dejected.

"Alas!"

"What can we do?"

"Mr. Zhong was so scary when he was angry just now. He was so powerful without being angry. I almost got goosebumps."

"Mr. Zhong is usually the kind of person who looks easy to talk to, but in fact, he is indifferent to people in his bones, so he will be very scary once he gets angry."

Chu Fang stared at several people: "Can you say bad things behind people's backs? I'm still here."

"Oh, sorry, Brother Chu, I forgot you fell asleep here." A colleague stretched his neck and asked curiously, "Brother Chu, let me ask you a question, how did you fall in love with the cold Sister Zhong? Don't you feel like you are in love with an iceberg?"

"Iceberg? No, your sister Zhong is gentle and kind, naturally beautiful, pretty..."

"Tsk~~~" Hearing this, several people looked at him with disdain.

Suddenly, several people felt a chill on their backs, slowly turned around, Zhong Tingyue was looking at them with a calm face, and they instantly felt like they were in an ice cellar, suffocating.

"Am I that scary?" Several people left quickly, Zhong Tingyue entered the office, and Chu Fang followed behind.

Chu Fang poured himself a glass of water: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Which is better, the truth or the lie?"

"Lies."

"Ah, Ms. Zhong, you are so hypocritical." Chu Fang despised, "The lie is that you are gentle and enthusiastic."

"The truth is that I am very cold?"

"Emm..." Chu Fang sat at the desk and thought for a while, "To me, you are not cold, but to those who don't know you, you do seem a little cold. "

Zhong Tingyue has a rather cold personality. Although she has entered society and forced herself to interact with others, her coldness cannot be changed.

Except for the people around her, she is indifferent to the outside world.

"Get out."

"Why?"

"I don't like to hear the truth."

What a hypocritical woman.

It seems that because Zhong Tingyue was angry, the studio was filled with a heavy atmosphere all day long. Everyone focused on work, fearing to offend Zhong Tingyue.

Half an hour after get off work, Zhong Tingyue opened the door and saw many subordinates still working. She asked: "Why haven't you left work yet?"

Many subordinates smiled awkwardly and said that they loved their work.

When they came to the front desk, Jiang Wenzhen immediately stood up: "Goodbye, President Zhong."

Zhong Tingyue left with a frown.

Seeing Zhong Tingyue leave, everyone in the studio breathed a sigh of relief:

"Do you think we don't want to get off work? No, it's because you haven't left yet, so how dare we leave. ”

“Oh my god, Mr. Zhong is so scary when he’s angry.”

“Yes, yes.” Jiang Wenzhen also nodded beside him.

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