The company's annual meeting was held at a hotel at night.

On stage, company colleagues performed, singing, dancing, skits, and stand-up comedy, while many colleagues sat together in the audience, chatting about the past year.

Chu Fang naturally sat in the very center position. Because of his high position, apart from Kang Bo, no other employee dared to talk to him. He was quite content with this.

During the company's lucky draw, Chu Fang also went on stage to draw a prize, hoping to try his luck. To his surprise, he won the third prize, a brand new Apple product.

One of the bolder employees shouted at the top of his lungs, "It's a cover-up!"

"A conspiracy?" Chu Fang smiled. "I'll show you what a conspiracy is. Kang Bo, you can guarantee that the person who just said it was a conspiracy will never win the prize."

"Oh? Mr. Chu, I was wrong, please forgive me this once." The employee quickly apologized, "Or I can kowtow to you."

Chu Fang kicked him away.

Come on, he's so young, he wouldn't want anyone to kowtow to him.

As he stepped off the stage, Chu Fang casually tossed the new iPhone to Panpan, the company's receptionist: "It's yours."

He wouldn't need this thing.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu," Panpan said with a smile.

Chu Fang waved his hand, sat down below, patted the food on the table, and sent it to Zhong Tingyue.

[Solo Dating Player: Image.JpG, Image.JpG, Image.JpG... ...]

[Wangshu: Smelly, sour, rotten.]

[Solo player in a dating game: Yeah, yeah, yeah.]

[Solo player in a dating game: Ms. Zhong, what are you doing? I'm so bored.]

[Wang Shu: Work.]

[Solo player seeking romance: Can you chat with me?]

[Wang Shu: I can't make money without you chatting, are you going to support me?]

[Solo player in a dating game: I'll take care of you!]

Immediately, Chu sent Zhong Tingyue a red envelope containing 0.01 yuan.

[Solo player in a dating game: Please accept this; it's my love for you.]

Then, Zhong Tingyue accepted the red envelope, and in less than three seconds, she sent more than a dozen angry emojis.

【Wang Shu: (`д′)】

[Wang Shu: You actually sent 0.01? You have the nerve to show that?]

She had assumed that Chu Fang's message would be like before, where it was marked as 0.01 but the actual amount in the red envelope was 66 or 88. However, when she opened it, she was surprised to find that it was indeed true to its word, with the message marked as 0.01 and the actual amount in the red envelope being 0.01.

[Solo Dating Player: (– o –)]

[Solo Dating Player: I never imagined you, Zhong Tingyue, were such a materialistic woman. I figured it out right away. There's no love left in this world.]

[Wang Shu: Shameless!]

Chu Fang left halfway through the company's annual meeting. It seemed awkward for everyone to stay there; it would have been more fun to go to the studio and tease Zhong Tingyue.

Everyone in the company breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Chu Fang leave, including Kang Bo and a group of senior executives.

Chu Fang was under too much pressure sitting here.

For some reason, Chu Fang was considered easy to talk to and kind to his employees, but everyone felt a special pressure when they saw him, a pressure that made it hard to breathe.

With Chu Fang gone, the atmosphere at the company's annual meeting improved considerably, and music and dancing resumed.

... ...

Fudan University in Shanghai is now on holiday as the year draws to a close.

The area outside the school was completely blocked by cars that had come to pick up students.

Rumble~~~

Suddenly, a loud rumble was heard. Looking in the direction of the sound, a Ferrari came from afar and stopped at the school gate. A young girl got out of the car.

Those around her raised an eyebrow, surprised that she was a wealthy young lady.

A man who considered himself handsome tidied himself up, then stepped forward and said politely, "Miss..."

Chu Yi interrupted him: "Your mother is the prostitute."

The handsome man's eyelids twitched slightly; "Miss..."

Am I your aunt or your mother?

The man coughed, trying to ease the awkwardness, and then said, "Miss, could I have your contact information?"

“That’s the right way to address me.” Chu Yi smiled. “No.”

The man had a lot to say and an urge to strangle Chu Yi, but he restrained himself with great willpower, maintained his smile, and turned to leave.

I'm so angry! I have to keep smiling after being scolded like that.

Watching the man leave, Chu Yi raised his chin and gave a soft snort.

In college, he saw too many boys like him, all seemingly perfect but actually rotten inside.

Each of them thinks they are devastatingly handsome, but in reality they are utter clowns.

Everyone wants to hook up with a rich woman, but rich women are so desirable.

You can't even do steel wool, the Flaming Mountain, the Golden Cudgel, or the Moon-Closing Fan? And you still have the nerve to date a rich woman?

Today is the day Zhou Qiong finishes her exams, and Chu Yi has come to pick her up.

Chu Yi looked towards the campus and saw Zhou Qiong walking out. His eyes lit up, and he rushed towards her, hugging her tightly: "Waaah, Qiongqiong, you've finally finished your exams. I missed you so much."

"We just met the day before yesterday."

Chu Yi's face hardened: "Don't you miss me?"

Zhou Qiong smiled and said, "I miss you, I miss you, I think about you every day, okay?"

"whee... ..."

Chu Yi then saw Zhou Qiong's three roommates, Lu Linhong, Ou Shujuan, and Chu Xiao, and greeted them.

"It's better to meet by chance than to meet by appointment. We're on holiday today, let's all have a meal together," Chu Yi invited.

The three roommates declined, but Chu Yi extended a warm invitation, so they nodded in agreement. The five of them put their luggage in the car and then left.

Because Chu Yi often visited Zhou Qiong at school, frequently driving his own car, the other three roommates were not surprised by the Ferrari.

They knew that Chu Yi came from a wealthy family, and although Zhou Qiong did not share the same surname as the Chu family, she lived in the same household and was also a wealthy heiress.

The roar of the Ferrari echoed down the road. The other three roommates watched as Chu Yi opened the window, the wind blowing through her hair, her beautiful hair dancing in the breeze, and they were filled with envy.

It's not just boys who like cars; girls also admire the sight of driving luxury cars, and Chu Yi lives the life that the three of them envy the most.

Under Zhou Qiong's repeated instructions, Chu Yi had no choice but to drive slowly. One car after another overtook her, making her feel frustrated. What's worse, some people love to cause traffic jams, even for a short distance.

Chu Yi was so angry that he kept turning the steering wheel.

Chu Yi kept one eye on the road ahead and the other on the car to his right, muttering, "If you dare to block my way, I absolutely won't let you pass. Go ahead and crash into me if you dare."

The three roommates in the car twitched their lips, sensing danger.

Suddenly, the car on the right turned and cut into Chu Yi's lane, while Chu Yi sneered and drove straight ahead without slowing down.

Bang!

The two cars collided naturally.

"I'm not someone to be trifled with!"