A life of financial freedom

Oh no!

It's frozen.

Several emojis are stuck.

Even the latest Apple phone doesn't work.

Chu Fang looked at the frozen phone, then restarted it and flipped through the chat history. In less than ten minutes, they had sent each other thousands of emojis.

So childish.

Thinking of Zhong Tingyue working overtime, he didn't disturb her.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, he drank the water in one gulp and went to the box.

"Xiao Wen has a good alcohol tolerance, come on, keep drinking."

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I really can't drink anymore."

"If you have deep feelings, take a sip, if you have shallow feelings, take a sip, our feelings are all in the wine."

"Alas!"

Walking outside the box, he saw Wen Xiangbing sighing silently, then keeping a polite smile on his face, picked up the glass of white wine, gestured, and drank it in one gulp.

As if stimulated by the liquor, he wanted to spit it out, but Wen Xiangbing covered his mouth and swallowed it hard, then pointed the cup to the ground, indicating that he had finished drinking.

"Okay, okay, I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight." The party A's general manager Li clapped his hands and smiled, and said to the middle-aged man next to him, who should be Wen Xiangbing's boss: "Young people nowadays are really amazing, I am ashamed of myself."

"No, no, General Manager Li, you are in your prime, it's the right time!" The boss complimented, turned around and said to Wen Xiangbing: "Xiao Wen, General Manager Li is happy tonight, you have to accompany him to drink."

Wen Xiangbing's face was as white as snow, and his speech was a little unclear: "Manager... Manager... I really can't drink..."

But before he finished speaking, his manager filled his glass and indicated to continue drinking. At this moment, everyone in the box, General Manager Li, the manager and some foils were looking at Wen Xiangbing.

"Hello, managers and bosses." Chu Fang walked into the box, bent slightly, and said with a smile, "I am Wen Xiangbing's classmate. He can't drink well. He once had a stomach perforation after drinking. Can this glass of wine be forgotten? Another day, I will let him accompany you to drink a few more glasses."

He walked to Wen Xiangbing's seat and gently supported his friend to prevent him from falling to the ground. Wen Xiangbing's eyes were hazy, as if he noticed his arrival, and he leaned on his body.

"Well..." Mr. Li crossed his arms and looked confident, "You haven't had a stomach perforation yet, can you have one last glass?"

It seemed like a question, but it was actually an order.

And the manager also said: "Xiao Wen has a good alcohol tolerance, it's okay to drink a few more glasses."

All the guests in the box followed suit.

Seeing Wen Xiangbing lose his balance and lean on Chu Fang, Mr. Li thought for a moment and said, "How about this, since you are his classmate, you can help him drink, but one cup is too little, three cups of white wine. Let's stop here after we finish drinking."

"Alas!" Chu Fang sighed silently. He was too annoyed by these meaningless social events. He didn't make much money and his body was ruined. Although he was so annoyed that he wanted to kill someone, he still kept a kind smile, "Okay."

After that, he poured three cups of wine and drank them all.

"Awesome! I admire you!" Mr. Li clapped his hands.

"You have a good alcohol tolerance." The manager also said.

Chu Fang supported Wen Xiangbing and said softly, "Then, all the bosses, we will go first, and everyone will have fun."

Mr. Li kept his promise and didn't make it difficult. He shook his hand and signaled that they could leave.

The two walked out of the box. He helped his friend to sit on the sofa in the hall, asked the waiter for a glass of water, and fed it to Wen Xiangbing in small sips.

After drinking some water and taking a short rest, Wen Xiangbing sobered up a bit: "Why sit there? Let's go."

"Walk, what the hell? I've been drinking too." Chu Fang rolled his eyes, "I'll call a designated driver first."

"That little bit of wine is not like playing with you."

"You can't drink and drive."

Chu Fang fiddled with his phone and called a designated driver, then helped Wen Xiangbing leave the restaurant. After all, he didn't spend any money, so it's not good to sit all the time.

Helping Wen Xiangbing sit directly at the intersection, the breeze was blowing, which was a different feeling.

"'I really troubled you tonight.'

"Hey, it's not a big deal." Chu Fang waved his hand, "Drink less in the future."

"Hehe." Wen Xiangbing forced a smile, "Okay. "

The two of them were sitting on the side of the road chatting, and soon the designated driver came riding the folding electric bike. Chu Fang casually threw the key to the designated driver, who took the key and immediately hesitated.

Having driven countless cars, he could recognize the car model from the car key at a glance.

Bugatti Veyron.

"Uh..." The designated driver scratched the back of his head and said to Chu Fang: "Boss, your car is a sports car, and there are three of us."

"It's okay, my car is specially customized and has a spacious space." Chu Fang said, "If you violate the rules, I will compensate you tenfold for your losses."

He didn't want to take a taxi and leave,Tomorrow I will go to this place to drive the car away.

To put it bluntly.

Lazy!

The driver thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Money can attract people.

Then the driver almost trotted to drive the car. He had driven countless times and had driven many luxury cars, such as Bentley, Lamborghini, Aston Martin... ..., but it was the first time for him to drive a customized sports car. He was very excited just thinking about it.

"Why don't you drive a Cadillac?" Wen Xiangbing stood up staggeringly.

"Talk about business." Chu Fang replied.

The main purpose of driving the Bugatti today was to interview Kang Bo and prove his status. Otherwise, he would not want to drive a sports car.

Tired.

Suddenly, there was a noise in their ears, and the two turned around together.

They saw that the group of people in the box had finished their socializing and were walking out with their arms around each other, and they happened to see them.

"You two haven't left yet, why don't you continue to have a drink?" Mr. Li said.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Mr. Li. We'll have a drink some other time." Wen Xiangbing forced a smile on his face. "My classmate and I are waiting for the car."

"Your classmate is good and generous." Mr. Li patted Chu Fang on the shoulder. "Do you have a job? Come to my company to work."

"Yes, thank you for your appreciation." He replied.

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride." Mr. Li asked.

"No need, the car will be here soon..."

Wen Xiangbing refused, but the manager next to him blamed him, "Hey, it's your honor to have Mr. Li give you a ride, how can you refuse."

"Boss, you can go now." At this moment, a shout came from the side of the road.

"Oh, okay."

Immediately, he and the designated driver helped Wen Xiangbing get into the car and fastened his seat belt.

He also got in the car.

The driver said excitedly: "Boss, your customized Bugatti is so domineering. The price must be at least tens of millions. Three people sitting in it don't feel crowded. Awesome!"

"Let's go." Chu Fang said, and then said to Mr. Li, the manager and the guests: "Everyone, continue drinking next time."

After that, the Bugatti made a deafening roar, resounding throughout the street, disappearing in the darkness, disappearing from the sight of those people.

Mr. Li pulled the corner of his mouth. He had never had such a shameful moment in his life, and what was uncomfortable was that he couldn't find a point to be angry, because the other party was almost gentle and polite throughout the whole process, giving him enough face.

And if he got angry, it would be too embarrassing.

"Huh..." Mr. Li exhaled, shook his head, and said to Manager Wen Xiangbing: "Leave my project to that Xiao Wen."

The manager nodded.