A life of financial freedom

Now, Chu Fang seems to understand the meaning of the poem: Being with you, time flies, and it is like a fleeting moment.

During college, he listened to the teacher's lectures, talking about those boring textbook knowledge and profound theories, and he felt that purgatory was just like that, and killing people was not enough.

But at this moment, when he was receiving training from Zhong Tingyue, he listened very seriously (although he admired her beautiful face most of the time).

Time flew by, and he finally came to his senses until the end of the training.

Without waiting for him to greet or ask for contact information, Zhong Tingyue left the meeting room directly, as if she had no intention of greeting the newcomers.

With a cold attitude.

"Tsk!" Chu Fang looked at the beautiful back, light and ethereal, and sighed in his heart: "It's difficult."

From the time they met to this moment, his wife exuded a temperament of "no birds flying in the thousands of mountains, no traces of people in the thousands of paths".

"Handsome guy, let me introduce myself. My name is Dai Yixin."

Just when Chu Fang was thinking about how to pursue Zhong Tingyue, he heard a voice in his ear. He immediately came back to his senses and looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw a female colleague who was training with him. She had black and shiny hair, naturally curly, and a bright, sunny and cheerful smile on her face. At this moment, she took the initiative to reach out and greet him.

"Chu Fang." He shook hands with the other party and responded generously.

Chu Fang temporarily put aside those illusory ideas of pursuing Zhong Tingyue. After all, he had only met his "wife" once, and they were just casual acquaintances. They were both employees of the company.

Immediately, he took the initiative to greet the other two colleagues and get to know each other.

The one wearing loose clothes, looking fat, with small eyes, slightly squinting, as if closed, a little introverted, his name is Cai Guan.

And the other new colleague is called Li Fei, wearing a pair of round-framed glasses, with an above-average appearance and a clear outline.

The four of them came to Yateng Yige together as newcomers, and they were all freshly graduated college students who had just entered the society. Because they were in a group, they could talk to each other.

It was already noon when the training ended.

Yateng Yige is a medium-sized decoration company, ordinary and mediocre. The capitalists are as stingy and exploitative as ever, and do not provide working meals for the company's employees, even the four newcomers.

With a basic salary of 2,000 yuan, they not only have to pay for rent, water and electricity, but also have to eat and drink.

The four of them went downstairs and found a fast food restaurant downstairs of the company.

At this moment, the fast food restaurant was packed with white-collar workers eating.

White-collar workers sound like a prestigious term, but everyone knows the essence of it. They don't get much salary, they are busy at work, they are scheming, and they are oppressed by others... ..., except that their work seems to be a little decent, there is nothing worth praising.

White-collar workers also eat fast food to fill their stomachs at noon.

After waiting in line for a while, Chu Fang ordered two meat and two vegetable fast food dishes, twice-cooked pork, minced meat and eggplant, stir-fried vegetables, and mapo tofu, which cost a total of 20 yuan.

Chu Fang is a person who goes with the flow. He can enjoy foreign banquets, Japanese food, and high-end private dishes that cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan, and he can also enjoy fast food that costs dozens of yuan.

He was originally a child from an ordinary family and did not develop the habit of not being able to eat non-high-end food.

Chu Fang picked up the mapo tofu, tasted it, and frowned slightly.

An authentic mapo tofu should be golden in color, fragrant and fresh, spicy but not dry, tender but not raw, crispy but not broken, and shaped like a peach, with a fragrant smell.

The mapo tofu in front of him was only spicy and salty, without any extra flavor.

After a simple thought, he seemed to understand the fast food restaurant owner's approach.

Fast food is not a big meal, nor is it delicious. It only provides the necessary food for "working people" to cope with the busy work that follows, and fast food is cheaper.

Then you have to make the dishes as spicy and salty as possible, and use as little dishes as possible to go with as much rice as possible.

Chu Fang looked back at the fast food restaurant owner who was busy scooping dishes for customers, and he felt a little more respect in his heart.

In the high-priced area of ​​Shanghai, there are still fast food for 20 yuan, two meat and two vegetables.

I have to give a thumbs up to the boss.

"Oh, what kind of weird company is Yateng Yige? The salary of 2,000 yuan is too stingy." The four of them sat together, and Dai Yixin complained while eating: "3,000 yuan can't hire a migrant worker, but 2,000 yuan can hire four college students. How can I live in Shanghai? I might as well beg."

"I think it's okay." Chu Fang echoed, "Flexible working hours, diversified sources of income, the ability to cultivate human relationships, and promote the development of social welfare."

The other people smiled.

Li Fei said: "Two thousand yuan is the basic salary to maintain a normal life. Our salary mainly comes from commissions after placing orders."

As mentioned earlier, interior designers are nowSemi-sales occupations are naturally similar to sales. The main source of income is to use various "professional" terms, concepts, and inspirations to fool... brainwash... instill interior design concepts in customers, and let customers decorate under their company.

Therefore, the basic salary of Yateng Yige Company is very low.

"Open an order?" Dai Yixin smacked her lips, "Come on, we just came to the company, we have no connections, no resources, what can we use to open an order? The only thing we have is a college certificate and knowledge, which is fucking useless."

For a college graduate, it is indeed difficult to open an order.

"It's useful." Cai Guan suddenly said, "As long as the design ability is strong enough, you can also get a good job in the company."

"Come on..."

Just when Dai Xinyi wanted to refute, Cai Guan continued: "The training teacher just now is an example."

This attracted Chu Fang's attention, and he concentrated and asked: "What do you mean?"

The training teacher was Zhong Tingyue, his future wife.

Cai Guan took a bite of rice and responded: "Before joining the company, I found out some information. Most of the employees in our design department have semi-sales positions. A few do not need to be in sales. They only need to focus on design and do not need to deal with interpersonal relationships. One of them is the training teacher just now, Zhong Tingyue."

Li Fei asked: "Why?"

Cai Guan replied: "First, Zhong Tingyue has a talent for design and can meet the design concepts of customers; second, she has a certain reputation in the industry and has no shortage of customers. She does not need to deal with interpersonal relationships like us."

Chu Fang asked slowly: "Is she famous?"

"Graduated from a 985 university, with She has won several design awards, although they are not big ones, but they are already very remarkable. Moreover, Zhong Tingyue has only been working for two years and does not have much work experience. As long as she settles down and learns design, she will definitely be able to stand out in this industry.

Dai Xinyi gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

Li Fei also admired: "No wonder she is so arrogant, she must have real skills."

Two years after graduation, my "wife" is about 23 or 24 years old. It would be best if she is 24 and I am 21. A woman who is three years older than me is a treasure. When others admired Zhong Tingyue, Chu Fang had already begun to think about the age difference between him and Zhong Tingyue.