A life of financial freedom

"Fuck!"

"Great!"

"I'm so fucking great!"

"..."

After getting in the car, Wen Xiangbing howled to the sky, venting his emotions wantonly, his voice echoing under the night sky.

If he hadn't been wearing a seat belt, he would have wanted to climb out of the car.

The driver tilted his head, looking puzzled.

"Drive safely." Chu Fang smiled and reminded the driver.

"Hey, Fangzi, did you see the faces of those people?" Wen Xiangbing turned his head and asked Chu Fang. Without waiting for an answer, he muttered to himself: "It's like a family member has died. You just pretend to be rich, you are so naughty. Drinking a bottle of Moutai, you are stingy, I have drunk more good wine from Fangzi than you..."

"..."

Chu Fang watched his friend go crazy, but didn't stop him, just watched and listened quietly.

Often put on a hypocritical face in the workplace, smiling and being attentive to everyone, only in front of true friends can you take off the hypocritical mask and show your true self.

It is normal to vent unbridled.

Damn world!

After a long while, Wen Xiangbing calmed down his "revenge" mood and stabilized a little: "Fangzi, thank you today."

"What's the point of saying thank you between us?"

"Yes." Wen Xiangbing said stubbornly, "If it weren't for you, that idiot manager wouldn't have given me the project."

"Your value is reflected."

"Bullshit! Why didn't you give me the project before? Some time ago, I was drunk and unconscious, and that rubbish manager didn't even call a car for me, so I took a taxi back by myself. It's not that I saw you today, and that tongue wants to lick you again, a dog can't change its eating habits." Wen Xiangbing showed Chu Fang the screen of his mobile phone,

"Look, that rubbish wants to add your contact information."

"Give it to him." Chu Fang replied, "If there are any good products, I can buy some."

"No!"

"..."

After a while, they arrived at the destination.

The driver's eyes were full of reluctance to leave Bugatti. He had lived half his life, and this was the first time he drove such a good car.

How nice it would be if I could have one myself.

Unfortunately... ..it belongs to someone else.

He looked at Chu Fang, who was young and promising, handsome, and a character he had once imagined.

The driver looked at the 666 yuan reward and immediately put away his envy: "Boss, I'll help you get your friend back."

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Chu Fang waved his hand, "I'm sorry to bother you to go back and get the car. If your car is stolen, you can contact me."

The driver's folding electric car was parked outside the restaurant.

"No, no one would steal my broken car."

"Okay, be careful on the way."

"You should be careful too."

Looking at the two figures disappearing into the darkness, the jealousy in the driver's heart disappeared completely, and he asked himself:

If I were that boss, I could treat people equally, treat them lightly, and treat everyone with a gentle attitude, whether they are poor or rich.

No wonder that boss is so rich.

The driver put away his mood and left.

... ...

Chu Fang supported Wen Xiangbing and walked slowly towards the community. When they arrived at the door, they saw that the supermarket was open. The latter asked, "Drink some?"

"Drink more?"

"I drank with those idiots. Shouldn't I drink with you?"

"As long as you can drink, I don't care."

The two entered the supermarket and bought a bottle of white wine, drunkard peanuts, bagged chicken feet, and spicy strips. When they walked out of the supermarket, they saw that the braised meat shop next door was open and bought some pork head meat.

They walked towards the community with their bags in their hands.

When they arrived at the door, Wen Xiangbing entered the password. There were two girls in the room who were sitting in the living room watching TV series. They turned around and greeted, "You're back."

"Yeah." Wen Xiangbing nodded, "Can my friend stay at home for one night? Don't worry, he will leave tomorrow."

Like most "Shanghai drifters", Wen Xiangbing lives in a shared house. Each person has a small room, and the living room, kitchen, and bathroom are shared.

Even so, the rent is still very high.

The two girls smiled and shook their heads.

Everyone is working, and they have an inclusive heart, and - this handsome guy is very handsome, not the kind of person who does evil.

Even if it is... ...then it's fine.

The two returned to the room, which was about 30 square meters, with a panoramic view. The whole room was tidy and cleaned regularly.

Wen Xiangbing pushed the computer back, threw some work documents on the bed, leaving a spacious desktop, and put the wine and food on it.

"My place is not as big as your Bund flat, you have to make do with it tonight." Wen Xiangbing moved a stool from outside and said, "How about I help you after you finish drinking?You can call a designated driver to go back. "

Chu Fang sat down, put out the food and wine, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured the white wine: "Am I the kind of person who can't stand hardship? I have lived in that shabby place in our dormitory for more than three years."

He was born in an ordinary family and lived an ordinary life for the first 18 years. Even if he was rich for a few days, he never felt that he was much different from others.

The two of them raised their glasses and clinked them lightly.

"Tsk!" Wen Xiangbing smacked his lips, "It's different now. I didn't feel that you were any different from us in school before. At most, you were a rich guy. Don't despise the poor young man. After a few years of mixing, I will definitely become a superior person and surpass your assets. But..."

He paused here and continued: "After a few days in society, I think those previous ideas are quite ridiculous. It's hard for me to survive, let alone achieve something. Damn, what a mess I was thinking about before. "

Chu Fang picked up a piece of cold-mixed pork head meat, which had a mellow taste, fragrant but not greasy. It was mixed with coriander and had a faint sweetness.

While chewing, he said: "It takes time for the ice to freeze three feet thick, and it takes time for the Great Wall to be built. Just take your time."

"How old are you? At 22 years old, you have what those old gangs dream of, youth. While you are in your prime, do a big job and make a big splash. The whole world will know your name, Wen Xiangbing. Don't forget to mention your brother when you succeed, so that I can also become famous."

Wen Xiangbing rolled his eyes: "'It's fine if the company paints a pie for me, but you also paint it for me, right? '

Chu Fang turned on the computer, opened the browser, found "Wulin Wai Zhuan", and played it.

It's really boring to eat without some spiritual food.

"Huh..." Wen Xiangbing drank another cup, "Sometimes I really envy you, you are born carefree, you have what we ordinary people dream of, money, luxury cars, large flats..., life is so cool."

"It's hard."

"It's hard!" Wen Xiangbing rolled his eyes, "It's harder than it is for us ordinary people? Now you rich people are too despicable, even to sell misery you have to compete with the poor, none of you are good."

"..."