Over the next few days, Chu Fang dealt with his two younger sisters' schooling matters, which was basically just donating money, while also taking them on trips to various tourist attractions in Shanghai to broaden their horizons.

Oriental Pearl Tower, Science and Technology Museum, pedestrian street, Disneyland...

Before the start of senior year, let's have some serious fun.

As long as the money is right, even glass will shatter.

Soon, the enrollment procedures were completed, and the two younger sisters began their formal classes.

Although it's July now, which is summer vacation, high school seniors don't have winter or summer vacations; they only study.

Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong were in the same class. Chu Fang felt comfortable with them and was finally relieved.

He turned around and whispered to the homeroom teacher, "Teacher, their academic foundation is not strong, and they may not be able to keep up with the class for a while. I hope you can take good care of them. Thank you for your help."

The education level in small towns is nowhere near that of Shanghai; there is a significant gap.

Chu Fang hopes that all teachers will give her two younger sisters more attention and help them improve their grades.

“Of course.” The homeroom teacher smiled, “We teachers have a responsibility to help our students.”

Not only because Chu Fang donated millions to the school, but also because he felt his pocket and found a very thick red envelope inside, full of goodwill.

Having already spent millions, Chu Fang didn't mind spending a few tens of thousands more to 'bribe' his teacher.

... ...

After resolving his sister's matter, Chu Fang returned to the Tanhua residential area.

He woke up in the morning, got dressed, washed up quickly, and went to the company.

He took several days off.

Chu Fang suspected that if his salary hadn't been two thousand yuan, the company might have already fired him.

I had just stepped out of my house when I ran into Zhong Tingyue.

She was wearing a yellow dress, the hem of which swayed gently, like a butterfly dancing in the air.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, and her delicate features and fair skin shone brightly in the sunlight, making her appear exceptionally elegant.

"Designer Zhong, it's been a long time."

As he became more familiar with Zhong Tingyue, he preferred to call her by a special name, and she did not object.

What have you been doing these past few days?

The two entered the elevator and went downstairs together.

Chu Fang replied, "Tourism."

“… …” Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips. “President Huang’s commission for that project has come through. You made a contribution, so your payslip should show 23,000 yuan. Be careful with your spending; rent, living expenses, and transportation costs all require money.”

Sometimes Zhong Tingyue would worry about Chu Fang. His basic salary was only two thousand, yet he still had such a good attitude. It was one thing for him to slack off at work, but he even took several days off in a row.

Whether his income can support his expenses.

If Chu Fang runs out of savings, he will definitely find another company and will no longer rent in the Tanhua Community. Where will she find Chu Fang then? The two will lose contact.

In the vast sea of ​​people, where can she find someone who stirs her heart?

Chu Fang didn't care and waved his hand: "Relax, relax, things will work themselves out. I'm not pretending anymore, I'm a rich second generation."

“...Okay.” Zhong Tingyue nodded.

Sometimes she suspected that Chu Fang was really a rich second-generation, after all, he was just a recent college graduate, and two thousand yuan certainly wouldn't be enough to cover his expenses, but she always felt... ...that it was a bit strange for a well-known rich second-generation to work at their lousy company.

Furthermore, she had met many wealthy young men, and compared to them, Chu Fang was completely different, lacking their arrogant, conceited, and disdainful demeanor.

Some rich kids may seem refined and polite, but they actually hide their true nature. They think they've hidden it well, but ordinary people can sense it completely and very deeply.

Chu Fang, however, completely lacked that kind of aura.

Treating everyone with courtesy is not just a formality, but a genuine way of treating them as equals.

The two walked side by side toward the company.

Yaten Yige is not far from Tanhua Residential Area, just a few hundred meters away. The roadside is lined with pedestrians; some are talking to clients, some are eating breakfast, and some are moving about with one eye open and the other closed, purely out of subconscious physical movement...

They are all miserable working people.

I arrived at the company shortly afterward.

"Hey, how come you two came together?" Jiang Wenzhen hopped around, looking very energetic.

Zhong Tingyue replied, "It's a coincidence."

Chu Fang said, "We left together this morning."

Zhong Tingyue glanced at him, said nothing, and walked straight into the company.

"Wow!" Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenzhen's face lit up with a mischievous smile, and she craned her neck: "You two... hehehehe..."

The meaning was conveyed even before the words were finished.

Chu Fang replied calmly, "Don't be obsessed with me, I'm just a legend."

Jiang Wenzhen was chatting jokingly, while Chu Fang was expressing his true thoughts. The two were not on the same wavelength, yet they still reached a reasonable consensus.

Ma Junjie, the head of the design department, walked into the company and frowned slightly: "Chu Fang, come to my office."

"Okay." Chu Fang only then noticed someone behind him, quickly turned around, and saluted.

When Ma Junjie saw his nonchalant attitude, his brows furrowed even more, but in the end he just nodded.

After the minister left, Chu Fang leaned against the front desk and chatted with Jiang Wenzhen until 8:59. He hurriedly clocked in for work and then dawdled toward the minister's office.

Chu Fang knocked gently on the door and waited for a reply before entering. Ma Junjie looked away from the computer and gestured for him to sit down.

He then asked unhurriedly, "You've been with the company for a while now, haven't you?"

"Yes." Chu Fang nodded.

How have you been feeling during this time?

"It's great, it feels like home."

“Hmm… …” Ma Junjie pondered for a moment, “The company represents seriousness and strictness, which makes people tense, while home is warm and relaxed, representing comfort and leisure. I hope you don’t treat the company as home.”

Before Chu Fang could offer any excuses, he continued, "I've been observing you for a long time, and your work attitude is really not... good. Although your base salary isn't high, your commission is quite good. I hope you can focus your energy on your work."

You're really good with words. You even gave me a 'good' rating for my work attitude, so in your mind, you're a good department head.

Chu Fang admitted that he was very lazy.

After joining the company, apart from winning over General Manager Huang, I didn't do anything else outstanding. I didn't do any design work, socializing with clients, or surveying construction sites... I spent all day in the company enjoying the air conditioning, or just chatting idly with the company employees.

Chu Fang no longer complains about the 2,000 yuan salary; on the contrary, he supports it.

Two thousand yuan gets you a chance to chat idly with your colleagues, that's pretty good.

Chu Fang nodded seriously, his expression solemn: "Minister, I'm sorry, I just graduated and I'm not used to the workplace. I will adapt to the company as soon as possible and will never let you down."