A life of financial freedom

Soon, they arrived at their destination.

This is a villa area, and there are security guards on standby.

"Stop, this is a private restricted area, no entry." The security guard looked serious.

The car window opened, and when he saw that it was Manager Wei, he let him go.

Manager Wei introduced softly: "Mr. Chu, let me introduce you, this place is a stand-alone villa, with independent space, private garden territory, and strong privacy..."

While introducing, he came to a stand-alone villa.

The door opened, and there was a large yard, a three-story house, a swimming pool, a garden... ..., everything was available.

Chu Fang looked around, took photos from time to time and sent them to Zhong Tingyue, asking his fiancée's opinion.

[Love Solo Player: Picture.JPG, Picture.JPG... ...]

[Love Solo Player: How about Ms. Zhong? ]

[Wangshu: Take a short video. 】

【Love Solo Player: yes, sir.JPG】

Seeing Chu Fang asking his fiancee for advice on buying a house, Manager Wei felt a little ‘sour’.

“Why do all the good men in the world already have a partner?”

“When will it be my turn?”

“God is unfair!”

When she got married, she did everything by herself, including buying a house, buying a car, and the wedding ceremony. Her husband never asked about it, but even so, the marriage ended in failure.

She vowed never to trust men again, especially rich men.

But seeing Chu Fang today, Manager Wei was touched again.

“Maybe there are good men in the world, but I can’t meet them.”

After shooting the short video, Chu Fang sent it over.

【Love Solo Player: How is it? 】

【Wangshu: No. 】

【Wangshu: This house is large, and it is relatively inconvenient to clean and maintain; this house is equipped with an elevator, but it is not suitable, and once a malfunction occurs, it cannot be rescued in time... ...】

Chu Fang agreed with Ms. Zhong's point of view and turned around and said, "Manager Wei, please take me to see the next house."

"Okay."

As soon as the two walked out of the villa, they were met by two young men who were drunk. One of them walked carelessly and bumped into Chu Fang.

"Didn't you look at the road?" The drunk young man said loudly.

Chu Fang frowned.

One of the men who was slightly sober bowed quickly; "Sorry, sorry, my brother drank too much, I hope you can forgive me."

Chu Fang was too lazy to argue with the drunkard and shook his head: "It's okay."

The sober man held his drunk companion, and when Chu Fang and the other disappeared from his sight, he turned around and slapped his drunk companion.

"Oh, why did you hit me?" The drunk man sobered up a little and covered his face.

"I'll beat you to death for not knowing your limits." The sober man rolled his eyes, "You just bumped into someone and spoke so loudly, someone who didn't know would think someone had provoked you."

The drunk man nodded, "You were right to hit him."

Everyone who can live here is either rich or noble. Although his family is rich, he can't mess around.

As a second-generation rich man, this is the most basic understanding.

"But can you please not hit me in the face? Don't you understand that you shouldn't hit someone in the face?" He covered his face.

The sober man said casually, "I'm used to it."

The drunk man nodded: "That's fine, um, usually? Do you usually beat me like this?"

"No." The sober man responded, "Only when you're drunk."

"Crap! No wonder my face hurts every time I sober up, like I was slapped. I thought I was dreaming, but it turns out I was really beaten." The drunk man gritted his teeth, "You're really my good brother!"

"Hey, we're friends, don't be polite."

As soon as the words fell, the sober man ran home.

Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy!

"I'm going to kill you!"

... ...

After leaving this place, Manager Wei took Chu Fang to see several houses within the next day. There were super tall and super spacious flats where you could play basketball; beautifully decorated and rich Shanghai houses, all with people checking in and taking photos outside, and when the door was closed, the inside was a school of its own,... ...

It was time to get off work, and Chu Fang looked at Manager Wei a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry to bother you today."

Manager Wei accompanied him all day, serving him and introducing houses, but he didn't like any of them.

Manager Wei shook his head: "No, it's our job to serve you, and I'm also very happy to accompany Mr. Chu."

This is the truth.

It's not because Chu Fang is rich, handsome, or something like that.

It's because every time he goes to a house, Chu Fang will take all kinds of photos and videos.frequency, and then asked for the opinions of their partners. The two discussed the pros and cons of various aspects, just like ordinary people buying a house carefully and attentively, building a small home that belongs to them alone.

From Chu Fang, Manager Wei saw true love, just like herself and her husband at the beginning.

"Huh... I still can't forget it."

Manager Wei came back to his senses and shook his head: "Mr. Chu, it's our fault that we can't provide you with a better house. I hope you can forgive me. Give me a few days, I will look for it again and find a better choice for you."

"Thank you."

The two added their contact information, and Chu Fang sent a red envelope to the other party, and the latter accepted it generously.

... ...

Studio.

Zhong Tingyue was busy working, Jiang Wenzhen said: "Sister Zhong, let's get off work."

"Okay."

"By the way, where's that bastard Chu Fang?"

"He went to look at houses."

Jiang Wenzhen curled her lips: "He's not good at anything, he's the best at being lazy."

Not long after Jiang Wenzhen got off work, Chu Fang came, carrying the food he bought, touching his ears, and said: "Why are my ears so hot and red? Is someone saying bad things about me behind my back?"

It's said in Shudu that if someone says bad things about others behind their backs, the latter's ears will turn red and hot.

"No." Zhong Tingyue raised her head, revealing her delicate and beautiful face, and said lightly.

"Okay." Chu Fang didn't bother to argue, and immediately opened the lunch box, "I passed by a Zhongyuan restaurant, and saw what I bought, Daokou roast chicken, soup dumplings, scallion lamb, spicy soup."

Open the lunch box, and the fragrance spread in the office.

The two of them had dinner in the office. Chu Fang drank a mouthful of spicy soup: "That, de de de de de, de de de..."

Zhong Tingyue: "..."

This man has drifted from the Central Plains to the capital.

"Ms. Zhong, it's so hard to find a house."

I didn't expect that it would be hard to find a house I like even if I have money.

"Tomorrow, Saturday, I'll go with you to look around."

"Okay."