Zhong Tingyue went on a business trip, leaving the studio to Chu Fang, who was speechless.

I have two companies of my own that I can't even be bothered to manage, yet I'm managing your studio.

This is absolutely outrageous!

He looked at the studio employees in front of him, cleared his throat, and upon hearing a soft laugh, his expression turned serious: "What's so funny? What's so funny? Be serious!"

"Hey, Mr. Chu, stop pretending. Don't we know you?" one of the particularly active employees, who often slacked off with Chu Fang, teased.

Chu Fang rolled his eyes, sometimes feeling quite helpless.

"Um... work hard, don't slack off at work..."

He offered a few words of encouragement, then waved his hand, signaling everyone to disperse.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Chu Fang was the most approachable and gentle rich man they had ever met. He really seemed like an ordinary person, so ordinary, yet he exuded an extraordinary aura.

Chu Fang straightened his clothes and walked into Zhong Tingyue's office, a simple room.

He sat comfortably at his workstation.

Now that I've taken over the studio, I have the right to sit here.

He was rocking the chair, which was quite amusing, making him look like a child.

He immediately took out his phone, took a selfie, and captioned it: Congratulations to President Chu for acquiring Moon House Studio in full!

I sent the picture to Zhong Tingyue.

[Solo Queue Player in Love: Image.JpG]

A message came back shortly afterward.

[Wang Shu: You have quite a few ideas.]

[Solo player in dating: Please call me CEO Chu.]

[Wang Shu: If you're President Chu, then who am I?]

[Solo player in dating: I don't care who I am!]

Wang Shu: ... ...

[Solo player in a dating game: Send me a selfie!]

[Wang Shu: What?]

[Solo player focused on dating: I'm developing some handicrafts.]

[Wang Shu: I'll fly up and smash you with this.JpG]

[Wang Shu: I don't want to film, I'm so tired.]

[Solo Dating Player: Tired? That's right! Only those who contribute to society feel tired and exhausted! You've successfully become a useful piece of trash! Congratulations!]

Zhong Tingyue twitched the corner of her mouth.

She always had a good, calm attitude, but once she started chatting with Chu Fang, her emotions would go on a rollercoaster.

You never know what that man will say next, or what weird thing he'll do.

Chu Fang is like Cthulhu—unobservable, undefinable, elusive, and beyond comprehension...

Simply put, it means he's not very bright.

[Wang Shu: Idiot!]

[Solo player in a dating game: You're swearing, aren't you? You have no morals, right?]

[Solo player in a dating game: Hey, you're really good at insulting me! Say a few more, it makes me feel so good, so satisfying!]

Wang Shu: ... ...

Chu Fang always had a kind of... masochistic impulse.

The two briefly inquired about the other party's situation and then hung up the phone.

A short while later, Chu Fang received a selfie from Zhong Tingyue. She was dressed simply, with beads of sweat on her fair forehead, her pretty face flushed, and her lips pursed, forming a perfect curve.

He felt a pang of sympathy watching it.

This woman really went to the construction site, conducted on-site investigations of various data, and drew up the design she wanted most.

"You're really not smart enough. You're not going to be a rich wife, you insist on working hard on your own." Chu Fang complained helplessly, then edited Zhong Tingyue's picture, removing the sweat, making her complexion rosy, and making her look energetic, before sending it back to her.

[Solo player in a dating game: You're much more energetic with my help. You're welcome, I'm just being helpful!]

[Wangshu: Blazing Fire.JpG]

[Wang Shu: Get out!]

This incident proves a point: good intentions often go unrewarded.

Chu Fang shook his head and immediately focused his attention on his work.

Once I start working, I can't stop.

At this moment, he finally understood the powerlessness of the boss. Messages came from all sides, and he had to give accurate responses, not only taking care of the employees' feelings, but also considering the interests of the customers.

This place is simply unfit for a human.

Although he owns two companies, he is a hands-off manager, leaving them to others to run, and he handles very little himself.

"Oh, right, Mr. Zhong is away on a business trip. I'm temporarily managing the studio. What would you like to ask? Sorry, our studio only handles interior design, not... operating excavators. If you need anything, I suggest you ask in Nanxiang. Bye-bye, see you later!"

Why do I keep getting these random phone calls asking such strange questions? Are you blind?!

"You've come to the right place by finding our studio. Mr. Zhong is a graduate of a prestigious foreign university, has won numerous international awards, and is renowned both domestically and internationally. He's a famous design master. You ask why someone as famous as Mr. Zhong would open a small studio? Our Mr. Zhong hopes to come from the people and go back to the people, closely concerned with the housing needs of the masses..."

When you're away from home, your identity is something you give yourself.

Chu Fang started making things up, well... well, you can't really call it making things up. He believed that Zhong Tingyue's designs were no less impressive than those of well-known designers.

Most importantly, the identity doesn't belong to him anyway; it belongs to Zhong Tingyue.

It doesn't matter.

These days, business is really tough. Even after all the persuasion, people still hesitate.

Chu Fang was aware of the boss's difficulties.

And there are even more bizarre cases. A company wanted to acquire Moon House Studio, and the price they offered was not the floor price, but the price of hell!

Want to buy a studio for tens of thousands of yuan?

Treat him like a child...

These days, he was tormented by those clients. In desperation, he went to Yateng Yige Company and asked Ma Junjie for a manager to help him manage the studio and handle business entertainment.

Chu Fang, with his legs crossed, sipped his tea and exclaimed, "This is life! This is living!"

Ma Junjie smiled and said, "That's not living, that's just being lazy."

"Mind your own business..." Chu Fang retorted. "I just want to live a life of leisure and wait to die."

"..." Ma Junjie was unconvinced and instead asked with some curiosity, "How did you earn so much money? Logically speaking, you have a very low desire for money. You should have stopped once you achieved financial freedom, and you wouldn't have so many assets."

This puzzled Ma Junjie.

Chu Fang raised an eyebrow: "Dude, you've got a cheat code."

"Actually, I feel helpless. I have three regrets in my life: I didn't experience the exhaustion of working, I didn't experience the hardship of high school, and I didn't encounter the annoyance of junior high school. My life has been smooth sailing, which is just too frustrating."

Ma Junjie twitched the corner of his mouth: "Have you finished drinking?"

"That's about it."

"Then you can go."

"You're kicking me out? I'm the company boss!" Chu Fang glared at him.

Ma Junjie said, "Mr. Chu, this is perfect timing. I have some documents here..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Fang quickly left Yatenyi Pavilion.

If we don't leave now, it will be too late!

... ...