Ordinary people always fantasize about financial freedom, beautiful women, luxury cars, yachts... However, compared to all these material things, Chu Fang desires a sincere relationship even more, ...
The two waited outside, and soon a jet-black LaFerrari came into view of everyone present.
Then a pretty girl wearing sunglasses came down.
Zhou Qiong waved happily: "Yi Yi."
"Qiongqiong." When Chu Yi saw Zhou Qiong, he took off his sunglasses, pouted, and his eyes reddened. "I missed you so much."
Chu Yi hugged Zhou Qiong tightly, and the latter patted the former's back: "It's alright, it's alright now."
She knew how much effort Chu Yi had put in to pursue his musical dreams, and she felt sorry for him.
After exchanging brief questions with each other, Chu Yi calmed down considerably and then noticed Hong Yu beside her: "Who's this?"
Zhou Qiong introduced, "This is my colleague."
Chu Yi nodded: "Hello."
Hong Yu slowly came to his senses: "Hello, is this your car?"
"No." Chu Yi waved his hand, and Hong Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Then he heard something even more unbelievable: "This is my car and Qiongqiong's car. He bought it but never drives it. It's just sitting in the basement collecting dust. I figured no one would drive it, so I'd drive it for fun."
Hong Yu had countless curses stuck in his throat, but he finally restrained himself: "Just drive it for fun, don't waste it."
Chu Yi invited, "Since you're Qiongqiong's colleague, you're my friend. How about we have a meal together?"
"Thank you, but no need. I have something urgent to attend to."
"What's the urgent matter?"
"My mom is pregnant, and my dad was in a car accident. I'm in a real panic."
Afterwards, Hong Yu drove away in the Porsche that cost nearly a million yuan, which he had begged his father to buy for him after three months of pleading.
As Hong Yu drove, he muttered to himself, "It's just a LaFerrari, what's so great about it? At worst, I can sell it to my dad's company and I can afford a LaFerrari myself."
Everyone watched as the black LaFerrari disappeared into the crowd, shook their heads, and then went home.
The three interviewers who interviewed Zhou Qiong yesterday looked at each other:
"Ghost, I knew Zhou Qiong had a great background, but I never imagined her connections were so powerful."
"If you're so rich, why would you come to our company for an internship?"
"The young lady is just bored."
“... ..."
Chu Yi sped through the streets in his convertible, top down, a silvery voice echoing in the air: "Ah-ha..."
Zhou Qiong tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and said, "Yiyi, you did this on purpose."
Chu Yi's arrival in a LaFerrari was unexpected, but his revelation of Zhou Qiong's identity and his disdain for the LaFerrari were deeply meaningful.
"Hehe, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Chu Yi's face showed a sly smile. "But you can't criticize me, I'm also helping you."
“I could tell he was no good just by looking at that guy. As your best friend, of course I have to get rid of those annoying guys for you.”
Zhou Qiong: "It's alright, not too annoying."
"Then I'll tell that boy that you like him."
Zhou Qiong: "... ..."
Chu Yi drove back to Zhonghai Mingyuan. As soon as he entered the house, he threw himself onto the sofa and said, "Ah, it's so comfortable at home."
Zhou Qiong went into the kitchen to start making dinner. Chu Yi woke up from her nap, and dinner was laid out on the table, all of which were her favorite dishes.
Chu Yi tasted the pickled chicken feet and gave a thumbs up: "It's sour, spicy, and refreshing, crisp and chewy, and the skin is quite smooth. It's obvious that these chicken feet come from a hen and have been regularly cared for."
Zhou Qiong smiled, and the two sat down to eat.
Zhou Qiong handed the squid to Chu Yi and said, "You must be exhausted these days."
"Not tired."
Zhou Qiong: "Hmm?"
Chu Yi rolled her eyes: "Listen to what you're asking? You're asking me if I'm tired? Of course I'm tired, I'm exhausted."
She paused, then counted on her fingers: "I get up at five in the morning to start exercising, practicing my singing, then learning music knowledge with my friends until the evening. In the evening, I have to listen to the teacher talk about all kinds of gossip in the music industry, who is having an affair with whom, who cheated on whom, who kept a mistress and was caught by the wife, and the three of them slept together... and so on. Ugh, it's exhausting."
Even so, Zhou Qiong heard boundless joy in Chu Yi's voice.
"Sigh." Chu Yi sighed as he said this, "Thinking about Chu Lao Er makes me even more tired."
Zhou Qiong raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong with my brother?"
During this time, she was busy with projects and job applications, and didn't have time to find out what had happened in Chu Fang.
Chu Yi said, "I don't know why, but recently Chu Lao Er has become lazy. According to my sister-in-law, he stays at home all day, doesn't go to work, doesn't cook, and does nothing. As soon as he opens his eyes, he plays games or reads novels."
Zhou Qiong was anxious: "Won't my brother develop some kind of mental illness?"
"Don't worry, he won't." Chu Yi waved his hand. "I called Chu Lao Er, and he even scolded me on the phone. He's in an unusually good mental state."
"If he's sick, then I'm terminally ill with cancer!"
Zhou Qiong took this to heart. After dinner, she called Chu Fang to inquire about the situation. Only when she heard Chu Fang's smile did she feel relieved and return to her usual cheerful self.
Chu Yi shrugged: "See? Second Brother Chu is just lazy, not sick. If only he were sick."
Zhou Qiong: "... ..."
Under the cover of night, in a quiet private restaurant, three sisters, Zhong Tingyue, He Yi, and Yang Meina, gathered.
"This restaurant is good." Yang Meina looked around. "It must be expensive."
"The shop owner gave Chu Fang a few coupons, so it won't cost much after the discounts," Zhong Tingyue said.
"Why is Chu Fang everywhere?" Yang Meina felt annoyed at the mention of the name. Then she suddenly looked under the table and found it empty. She patted her chest and said, "Thank goodness, there's no Chu Fang under the table."
Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."
You have developed a phobia of the Chu region.
He Yi had an undisguised smile on her face: "I have some amazing news to tell you."