A life of financial freedom

After dinner, Chu Fang decided to officially recruit Kang Bo as the general manager of his company to handle company affairs.

After dinner, speaking his mind and paying the bill, Chu Fang wanted to leave.

He believed Kang Bo could handle it perfectly.

"Uh..." Kang Bo hesitated and called Chu Fang, "Mr. Chu, what are you doing?"

From planning the company's business and recruiting employees to determining the company's name and which brand of water dispenser to buy, all were left to him to complete, and Chu Fang was like a hands-off shopkeeper, who knew nothing and just waited for the day when the company was established.

"Go to work." Chu Fang said seriously, "In order to establish a company, I have to go to work to make money to pay you, right?"

"..."

You have already started a company, why do you go to work again? !

Kang Bo trembled the corners of his mouth.

Chu Fang patted the general manager on the shoulder: "I believe you, don't let me down."

Now, his most important task is to pursue Zhong Tingyue, and the secondary tasks can be handed over to his subordinates. Otherwise, he will have to run around to open a company, so what is he doing?

Of course, Chu Fang was also cautious.

During the establishment of the company, Chu Fang's personal lawyer would follow Kang Bo throughout the process, monitor his every move, whether his expenses, procedures are compliant, whether there is any suspicion of overhead... ..., the personal lawyer would report to him.

As for whether Kang Bo felt that he was suspected, Chu Fang didn't care.

After all, he had been in the workplace for decades, so he would naturally understand his thoughts.

If he didn't understand, Chu Fang would consider whether Kang Bo was suitable for the position, put him on ice, or even fire him.

Kangbo watched Chu Fang get on the Bugatti, hit the accelerator, and then left, looking cool and comfortable, and sighed: "It's good to be rich."

Then he left the restaurant, put on his helmet, rode his "small electric donkey" and rushed home.

When he arrived at the door of his house, he patted the electric bike: "Old friend, you have been with me for more than half a year. It's time to say goodbye. Thank you for your care."

Go home and open the door.

"Dad~~~" the two daughters shouted in unison.

"Hey." Kangbo had an extremely bright smile on his face. At this moment, he felt that all his hard work was rewarded.

"Come and eat." His wife walked out of the kitchen.

"No, I've eaten."

The family chatted for a while, and the two daughters went into the room to review their homework.

And the couple sat in the living room.

Kang Bo watched his wife cleaning the room, and said softly: "It's done."

The wife paused, raised her head, and smiled gently: "Okay."

Kang Bo walked up to his wife and took her hand, which had obvious wrinkles: "You have worked hard during this period."

Since losing her job, his wife has not only to work, but also to deal with family affairs, and also to pretend to be a "dad is not unemployed" in front of the two daughters, so as not to worry about their daughters.

The two have been together for decades since college, and they have long been in sync.

"It's okay." The wife hooked her hair behind her ears, her eyes were a little red, but she still shook her head, "As long as the family is okay."

Quietly, the two hugged each other and became one.

... ...

Chu Fang drove and arrived at Zhonghai Mingyuan in a few steps. His college roommate Wen Xiangbing sent a message: Fangzi, I will be drunk for socializing tonight. Can you pick me up?

Faced with his friend's request for help, he naturally agreed, turned the steering wheel, and headed towards the destination.

Arrived at a restaurant where friends were entertaining, a rather luxurious restaurant.

The manager at the door almost burst into laughter when he saw him, thinking that a big customer had come, and came forward to serve him attentively. Chu Fang swung the car keys: "Can I sit with you for a while? I'm waiting for someone."

"No problem." Originally, staying in the restaurant was not allowed, but considering Chu Fang's car, the manager suppressed the urge to drive him away.

These days, no matter who you are, you will serve people according to their appearance.

Facing different people, people give different responses.

Chu Fang walked into the restaurant and went to the private room. The door of the private room was not closed. His good friend Wen Xiangbing was entertaining people, drinking and playing finger-guessing games with others. When he saw him, Wen Xiangbing made a phone call gesture.

He immediately understood that he had to wait a little longer.

Instead of entering the private room, he went to the living room, asked the waiter for a glass of water, and fiddled with his mobile phone.

Chu Fang smiled happily when he opened the circle of friends.

Seeing many classmates and friends competing to post all kinds of crazy literature, and their mental state seemed to have fallen into a state of madness.

He sighed: "We are not non-mainstream, going crazy is the trend of the future."

Look at what is written on it:

"If one person hates me, that's his problem; if a group of people hate me, that's because they know each other! I have no problem!"

"I'm already a grown-up, but my second child is still a little kid! What a lifeI can't live anymore."

"I sneer at feudal superstitions. I kneel before the temple of the God of Wealth. Dad (God of Wealth) give me some money.JPG."

"..."

These people have surpassed their predecessors. Everyone has become a joke teller, making up all kinds of jokes to vent their depression. It seems that going to work is a big blow to everyone.

That's right, which normal person is willing to go to work.

But there is one, Zhong Tingyue.

Isn't that woman still working overtime?

Thinking of this, Chu Fang clicked on the other party's WeChat.

[Love Solo Player: Hello Hello Hello.JPG]

Just after sending it, a message came.

[Wangshu: Eat melon.JPG]

[Love Solo Player : Overtime? ]

[Wangshu: Yes. Grief.JPG]

[Love Solo Player: Is it fun? ]

[Wangshu: Rolling eyes.JPG, fun, come quickly]

At Yateng Yige, Zhong Tingyue sat at her workstation, pursing her lips lightly.

What's wrong with this man, he can say the word "fun".

Genius!

[Love Solo Player: I'll treat you to dinner after work. ]

[Wangshu: Forget it, I want to sleep a little longer. ]

[Love Solo Player: OK, you owe me a meal. ]

[Wangshu: Forget it, I want to sleep a little longer. ]

[Love Solo Player: OK, you owe me a meal. ]

[Wangshu: Forget it, I want to sleep a little longer. Shu: ? ? ? ! ! ! ]

[Love Solo Player: I treated you to a meal, so you owe me a meal. ]

[Wangshu: I didn't eat. ]

[Love Solo Player:. You didn't eat because of your own reasons, but I treated you, so you owe me a meal. ]

[Wangshu: Can the world be better.JPG]

[Love Solo Player: I don't care, you just owe me a meal, bye! ]

[Wangshu: Shameless.JPG]

[Love Solo Player: I have never seen such a shameless person .JPG]

[Wangshu: Monster, I will take you in.JPG]

[Love Solo Player: Wait, I will take off my pants first.JPG]

Late at night, the two of them started to fight with each other in a childish way. At first, you sent me a picture and I sent back one. As the competition became more intense, they no longer cared about the etiquette of fighting pictures and sent all kinds of emoticons.

In the end, it was a competition of hand speed. Both sides kept clicking on the same most sarcastic emoticon.

They kept swiping the screen on WeChat until their phones both froze... ...