In the photo-editing incident, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue argued for several days. After several rounds of negotiations, they finally reached an agreement: Chu Fang would delete the photos and videos, and Zhong Tingyue would compensate him in another way.

At the moment the agreement was reached, Chu Fang said with high spirits, "Let's cooperate for mutual benefit, grow bigger and stronger, and create new glories!"

After a few days of peace and quiet, Chu Fang focused on his work and completed the backlog of tasks one by one.

He stretched and said, "Finally finished this year's work. I can slack off for another year. Life is so wonderful."

Kang Bo said, "President Chu, there's actually still some work to do."

"I'm not doing it anymore." Chu Fang shook his head wildly. "You can keep it yourself. I'm not coming tomorrow."

“... ..."

Chu Fang gazed at the sky: "Time flies so fast. Today is Thursday, tomorrow is Friday..."

At this point, he slapped his forehead, as if he had just thought of something.

After a brief chat, he instructed Kang Bo to manage the company well, and then strode away.

Watching Chu Fang's figure disappear, Kang Bo shook his head. He didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy to have such a lazy boss.

"President Chu isn't coming again?"

Liu Liu, the investment manager, spoke to him. He replied, "President Chu has finished handling the overall affairs. Now it's up to us."

"President Chu is too... ...leisurely." Liu Liu thought for a moment and could only use the word 'leisurely' to describe the company's boss.

“The boss should be relaxed, otherwise, why would he start a company?” Kang Bo said. “By the way, how is Bai Ying doing?”

"Not bad." Liu Liu nodded. "She's proactive, eager to learn, and has strong interpersonal skills. She's President Chu's person; should I look after her a bit?"

Bai Ying was transferred to the investment department as an investment advisor.

Kang Bo shook his head: "Since President Chu didn't give detailed instructions like Wei Caixia did, then it's fine. Just treat them as ordinary employees."

Liu Liu nodded: "President Chu is gone, shall we have a drink tonight?"

"Forget it," Kang Bo refused. "We can't let our guard down just because President Chu is gone. We still need to work as usual."

Chu Fang helped him during his most difficult time and entrusted him with the management of the company. Kang Bo hopes to repay Chu Fang with outstanding results.

... ...

On Friday, senior high school students have a day off.

A group of high school students swarmed out of the gate of a high school in Shanghai.

"Yiyi, let's go have some fun tonight," a girl suggested, linking her arm with Chu Yi's.

"I'm not going," Chu Yi shook his head. "I have something to do tonight."

"What's up?"

"It's my brother's birthday." Chu Yi saw Zhou Qiong pointing to her watch; it was almost six in the afternoon. She said to her classmates, "Have fun, we're leaving now."

After saying that, Chu Yi pulled Zhou Qiong away and the two figures weaved through the crowd, passing cars and roads, and soon returned to Zhonghai Mingyuan.

Chu Yi threw off his schoolbag and said hurriedly, "Hurry up, hurry up, we still need to buy gifts."

"I've already bought it," Zhou Qiong said, holding the beautifully packaged item.

Chu Yi tilted her head and looked at her best friend: "Qiongqiong, when did you buy this gift? Why didn't you tell me? You're so scheming."

"I told you when I bought it, and you said you wanted to buy it yourself as a special birthday present for Brother Chu Fang."

When did I say that? ... ... Chu Yi scratched the back of his head.

Never mind, the most important thing now is to figure out what birthday present to give.

After quickly changing their clothes, the two left the house.

Walking along the Bund, the two went in and out of various shopping malls.

They were no longer the naive little girls who dared not enter any shops with fancy decorations.

With Chu Fang's financial power, the two could freely enter and exit major shopping malls. Even so-called luxury stores, they could walk in, try on clothes, say things like "so expensive," and then leave without buying a single item.

That's how confident she is, completely disregarding what others think.

In the past, they would definitely have felt inferior.

The two shopped around for a long time, looking at all sorts of stores, but Chu Yi still couldn't find the birthday present he wanted.

"Ugh, I'm so annoyed, I really don't know what to buy." Chu Yi scratched his head.

Chu Fang lacks nothing and doesn't particularly like expensive items, which makes it the most difficult to buy gifts.

"Qiongqiong, what gift are you giving me?"

Zhou Qiong replied, "I saw on WeChat Moments a few days ago that Brother Chu Fang had a stiff neck, so I bought a massager."

She earned the money for the massager during the Chinese New Year holiday and spent it all on gifts.

"Ugh~~~" Chu Yi glanced at her best friend with disdain, a look of disgust on her face. "Qiongqiong, you're so scheming."

Zhou Qiong said, "I think that no matter what the gift is, as long as it's from you, Brother Chu Fang will like it."

After browsing through shop after shop, I finally chose an Ultraman figurine, which is a meaningful keepsake.

After buying the gifts, the two took a taxi and quickly headed to the Tanhua residential area.

As soon as the door opened, Chu Yi yelled, "Second Brother Chu, I'm here..."

Looking at everyone in the room, He Yi, Yang Meina, Wu Di, Wen Xiangbing, Shao Liang, Rong Shunji, and Wei Caixia all stared at her. The words that were about to come out of her throat were swallowed down. She gave an awkward smile and her voice became soft: "Brother, I've arrived."

"We're here now," Chu Fang said casually. "These are your older brothers and sisters. Go find somewhere to play."

Today is Chu Fang's birthday. Taking advantage of the weekend, he invited his friends and Zhong Tingyue's friends over for a casual meal so everyone could get to know each other.

Since this morning, he has been busy preparing for the evening banquet, buying, washing, and chopping vegetables... while Zhong Tingyue gave up her work to help him and was also busy with the preparations.

As night fell and the lights came on, the room was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

We are all working hard away from home, and we all have high emotional intelligence, so we have endless topics to talk about.

Watching the lively scene, Chu Fang felt a strange mix of emotions; perhaps this was life.

Chu Fang walked into the kitchen, scooped up the stewed cured pig's feet (which he had personally smoked for the New Year), added lotus root, and stewed them in the pot for a long time. When he opened the lid, the aroma filled the air, and the soup was a clear color.

“Mr. Chu, I like you so much.” Zhong Tingyue also came in and said, smelling the fragrance.

"Be more specific, do you prefer pig's feet or people?"

"Can't people and pig's feet be separated?"

"... ... " Chu Fang rolled his eyes. "That's a pig-headed man! Zhong Tingyue, is that how you address today's birthday person? I'm so disappointed in you.

Zhong Tingyue patted Chu Fang's chest, comforting him, "I'm sorry, I will repay you."

"In broad daylight, under the clear sky, can't you two carry someone on your back?" Just then, Yang Meina's voice came, craning her neck to look at the pot of cured pork trotters, and said, "Hurry up and serve it, I can't wait any longer."

“... ..."

A real foodie!