A life of financial freedom

Chu Fang paused: "Of course, I also checked your company by the way. Although you are the founder, your position is not so stable. There are rivals inside and enemies outside, all of whom are eyeing your company..."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Li frowned and said directly and decisively: "One million, deal."

Chu Fang's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Soon, the lawyers of both parties drafted the relevant agreement, and the two parties signed it. The compensation amount was also transferred to the bank, and the whole thing was ended.

Both parties left separately. Before leaving, Chu Fang smiled and said to Mr. Li: "One million, it's really cheap for you."

"You..." Mr. Li pointed at Chu Fang and was speechless.

Looking at Chu Fang's back, Mr. Li narrowed his eyes, stood up, waved his hand, and a loud slap echoed in the tea restaurant. His voice was angry: "Don't cause trouble outside in the future. If you do it again, don't think about getting a penny from me."

In fact, there is another sentence in his heart:

Be clear about the target when causing trouble, don't mess with those with status and position.

Since entering the tea restaurant, Chu Fang has been in a leisurely attitude, but it is that attitude that makes Mr. Li very afraid. It is the attitude and temperament that only truly rich people have, and Mr. Li does not have it.

Mr. Li knew that this matter would not be so easy to settle.

After hearing Chu Fang's later words, he checked his company upside down, and knew all the internal opponents, external competing companies, and customers. He had to accept a compensation of one million.

One slap, one million.

Mr. Li gritted his teeth and did business all his life, and this order was the most loss.

... ...

"Ah, why did you come out?" Just after leaving the tea restaurant, I saw Rong Shunji running over in a hurry. Seeing the two of them, he asked with some surprise.

Chu Fang asked: "Why are you here? Aren't you going to work?"

Rong Shunji replied: "I took half a day off to support the 'old soldier'."

"We are not fighting a group, what scene do we need to support." Chu Fang complained.

Rong Shunji looked at the lawyers behind Chu Fang with a serious look.

It looked like a group fight.

"You are late." Wen Xiangbing put his right hand on Rong Shunji's shoulder, "You missed the wonderful scene, Fangzi's majestic and domineering look just now."

Chu Fang turned around and waved his hand, signaling the group of lawyers to leave. The group of lawyers bowed to him, got in the car and left, leaving only Chu Fang, Wen Xiangbing and Rong Shunji.

"Hiss..." After hearing the whole story, Rong Shunji took a breath, "One million, I earned one million just by being slapped, I really want to be beaten."

Pulling Chu Fang's arm: "Fangzi, hit me, I don't want more, 500,000, 300,000 for a slap."

"Go for volume, 100,000 for a slap, but start with 1,000 slaps, the force needs to be heavy, I'll ask a strongman to hit me."

Rong Shunji touched his face and said thoughtfully: "Then can I still use this face? Forget it, I still want to keep this handsome face."

"..."

The three returned to the room rented by Wen Xiangbing, cooked a few dishes, opened a bottle of white wine, and drank it in a small cup.

Wen Xiangbing toasted Chu Fang: "Fangzi, I won't say anything else, it's all in the wine."

After saying that, he drank it. Chu Fang thought for a while: "You should praise me, I like others to thank me."

"Fangzi, you are so hypocritical!" Rong Shunji rolled his eyes.

"Aren't you hypocritical?"

"I'm hypocritical too, but I just can't stand your hypocrisy."

"..."

Your behavior is like the Seven Injury Fist..."

The three of them drank a little wine, and Rong Shunji asked, "Old Soldier, what are you going to do next? Otherwise, you go to work at Fang's company. It happens that he doesn't care about his own broken company. You will be the top management of the company when you go in, and Mr. Kang won't dare to do anything to you."

"You and my wife secretly schemed to empty Fangzi's company and got a lot of money. We split it 50-50 and achieved financial freedom in an instant. By the time Fangzi realized it, we were already sunbathing on the beach in Hawaii..."

"..."

Chu Fang's mouth twitched.

He is really his lifelong 'good brother'.

He tried to seize his company in front of him.

He never did it behind his back.

Wen Xiangbing smiled, went back to the room, took out his laptop, opened the file, and showed them detailed PPTs with pictures, data, text, reports, etc., and explained his plans one by one: "Working for others has no future. I plan to start my own business. These are some of my ideas."

Wen Xiangbing is not the type to be under someone else's control for a long time. He had already planned to start his own business, and that slap was justAdvance his plan.

It must be said that the most capable person in the dormitory is Wen Xiangbing, who ranks in the top three in academic performance and has his own ideas even when he enters the society.

His company plan is quite complete and well thought out.

After listening, Wen Xiangbing cast his eyes on the two of them. Rong Shunji thought for a while: "Old soldier, why don't I follow you."

"Okay, but I have to wait until my company gets better, and you become the vice president."

"Forget it, I don't have that ability."

Chu Fang thought for a while and said: "I like your idea very much, I plan to invest in your company."

"No." Wen Xiangbing shook his head, "I have saved some money, plus compensation, I can support it for a while. Besides, my company will become one of the world's top 500 companies. You want my company's shares just by investing some money. It's wishful thinking."

Chu Fang nodded: "Okay, whatever you want."

He didn't say much. It's a good thing for good brothers to have their own ideas, and he doesn't need to help too much.

The three drank and chatted, reminiscing about the good times in college. Those carefree days were gone.

They also called Shao Liang via video. It can be seen from the video that Shao Liang was more cheerful and smiling after returning to his hometown.

Everything is fine.

After drinking until noon, Rong Shunji had to go to work and left first. Chu Fang saw Wen Xiangbing fell asleep, helped him to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and left the room.

When he got downstairs, he called a designated driver. He was drunk and didn't want to go to the studio, so he went home directly.

On the way home, he suddenly received a large transfer income of 500,000 yuan.

He didn't need to think about it to know who transferred the money, typing.

[Love Solo Player: That's your money. ]

[Old Soldier Never Dies: You helped so much, so you naturally have to share the money. ]

[Love Solo Player: You don't need so much. ]

[Old Soldier Never Dies: Without you, I wouldn't have gotten so much compensation. It's already far beyond my expectations. Although I know you don't care about this little money, don't be so nagging. It's annoying. ]

[Love Solo Player: Okay. ]

[Old Soldier Never Dies: I'm going to sleep. ]

The two ended the call.

Wen Xiangbing looked out the window, the bright sky, the dazzling sun... ..., and gradually fell asleep.