Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue walked slowly. The latter stared at him with eyes like a pool of spring water, while the former touched his face.
"What? Am I handsome again, buddy?"
"ugly!"
"To hurt me, you actually said things against your conscience. Zhong Tingyue, you are too ruthless and heartless."
Zhong Tingyue blinked and said, "You know quite a lot."
She hadn't expected that Chu Fang would know so much about tea, and that he could speak so eloquently about it, clearly based on his own personal experience.
"It's just a tiny bit." Hearing this, Chu Fang straightened his back, his voice tinged with pride, and put one arm around his girlfriend's shoulder; "Your man is far greater than you imagine. You should be secretly happy that you found me."
Zhong Tingyue pondered for a moment: "It seems I don't know you as well as I thought."
At this moment, she realized that she didn't know everything about Chu Fang. From her experiences these past few days—the Taoist temple incident, the astronomical sum of ten billion yuan for fulfilling a vow, the psychologist Chang Shen, tonight's tea knowledge session...
These were things she didn't know, and Chu Fang hadn't even revealed them normally.
Chu Fang replied directly, "It's your own fault for not asking, so why blame me?"
"Then how many more things are you hiding?"
"What do you want to know? Dude, let's chat about everyday things."
"Who's longer and who's shorter?"
You can drive...
Throughout the journey, Zhong Tingyue fell into deep thought, as if pondering certain questions.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Zhong Tingyue bought some braised dishes and a few bottles of beer. They then went upstairs together and placed braised chicken feet, pig's trotters, and pig's head meat on the table, before opening the cans.
Looking at Chu Fang, he said, "Let's have a frank talk tonight, and drink until we drop."
"You're already drunk after just a few beers? Who do you think you are?" Chu Fang said dismissively. "Besides, my dear President Zhong, don't you have work tomorrow?"
"Adequate rest is beneficial to physical and mental health."
“... ..."
You're quite good at making excuses for yourself.
The two sat facing each other. Zhong Tingyue looked at him and said, "Let's each ask the other a question. If we can't answer or don't want to answer, we'll drink a glass of wine. How about that?"
"Okay." Chu Fang nodded. "Ladies first."
Zhong Tingyue craned her neck, her delicate face serious and earnest, her cheeks flushed: "Just how much money do you have?"
In truth, Zhong Tingyue had no idea how much Chu Fang possessed. She only knew that he had a great deal of wealth, but even that portion was just the tip of the iceberg.
Previously, it was thought to be only a few billion, but the Taoist temple's offering of thanks alone cost a billion, so the estimate of several billion was obviously underestimated.
"Wuhu... ..., so direct right from the start? Zhong Tingyue, you're too materialistic. I'm very disappointed in you."
"If you don't want to answer, then have a drink."
"I don't know the exact amount, but it's probably in the tens of billions, and it's increasing by ten million every day," Chu Fang said without any attempt to hide anything.
"Hoo..." Zhong Tingyue exhaled, deeply feeling powerless. This man was too good at making money. When would she be able to support him and make him kneel down and sing 'Conquer' for her?
She couldn't help but complain: "You don't do anything productive all day long, you don't even go to your own company, how can you make so much money?"
Chu Fang crossed his legs, looking smug: "I've got a cheat code."
Zhong Tingyue really suspected that Chu Fang had cheat codes, but she couldn't find any evidence.
“Then it’s my turn to ask.” Chu Fang sat up straight, looking more serious, and said slowly, “What is the answer to x?”
Zhong Tingyue's lips twitched.
I really have an urge to hit someone.
Is this a question a human being should ask?
You're treating me like a calculator, aren't you?
She downed a glass of wine in one gulp and glared fiercely at Chu Fang.
You're ruthless!
Then he asked, "Do you know Ruan Donglian?"
Chu Fang shook his head: "I have plenty of connections in Shanghai. Am I out of my mind to arrange for you to go to Beijing? Ruan Donglian's villa really has nothing to do with me. It's a reflection of your own abilities, and I've completely respected your wishes. I've never interfered with the studio's affairs."
He knew that Zhong Tingyue was a person with a very strong sense of self-respect and was unwilling to accept his help, so he completely respected her.
"It's my turn to ask again."
"No math questions allowed!" Zhong Tingyue said, then quickly added, "No riddles or similar questions, just questions about things between us."
Sometimes it's really hard to have a conversation with women; there's always a series of extra conditions that constrain it.
Can't take a joke?
Chu Fang thought for a moment: "The day we first met..."
"June 21st." Zhong Tingyue will always remember that day.
"No, I'm asking, how many hairs did you have on the day we first met?"
Zhong Tingyue clenched her fists, silently thinking: This is my boyfriend, my own. It's not worth it, he was just being a little mischievous...
He slowly loosened his fist and looked at Chu Fang: "Do you know how many hairs I had that day?"
"I don't know," Chu Fang answered with considerable certainty, "but the final result is that you couldn't answer it. Drink up."
Sometimes, Zhong Tingyue feels quite helpless having such a boyfriend.
How come this person is so quick-witted?
Zhong Tingyue took another sip and asked, "Don't you want to ask me about my affairs?"
"think."
"Then why don't you ask?"
"No rush."
Just as Zhong Tingyue took a deep breath, preparing to continue her questions, Chu Fang poured her two glasses of wine: "These are the two questions you just asked. Drink them first before you continue."
“... ..."
At this moment, Chu Fang truly appeared 'ugly' in Zhong Tingyue's eyes.
Suddenly, a dripping sound came from outside. Before anyone could react, the sound grew louder and louder, accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder. A downpour was about to begin.
Zhong Tingyue ignored the torrential rain outside and kept her eyes fixed on Chu Fang, determined to make this man suffer.
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