Stepping out of the building, Chu Fang stood there, stunned. "Huh, what should I do next? I clearly remembered it this morning, how could I have forgotten?"
He slapped his forehead, then suddenly remembered, "Oh right, I need to buy a car."
Since she was going on a trip and had prepared a month-long vacation, her first choice of transportation was naturally a road trip.
A motorhome is an essential part of a road trip, as you can sleep and eat anywhere you go, making it the perfect choice for travel.
A short while later, Chu arrived at a car dealership specializing in motorhomes. The salesperson approached him and asked if he had any motorhomes in mind. He shook his head, indicating that he knew nothing about them.
He knew a bit about sports cars, but nothing about motorhomes.
The car salesman took him around and recommended several models, but Chu Fang felt they were all unsatisfactory. They were either too small, didn't meet his requirements, or were too cheap.
Cheap doesn't necessarily mean bad quality, but good quality is definitely not cheap.
After looking at several RVs, Chu Fang still couldn't find one he liked. He had no choice but to take out his Bentley key and wave it in front of the car salesman. The salesman immediately recognized it and quickly apologized: "Oh, brother, I'm sorry, forgive my blindness. We have a high-end RV in our store, which is perfect for a high-end person like you."
You should have just taken this out earlier and solved the problem.
The car salesman then took Chu Fang to see a high-end RV. He immediately took a liking to the RV, which was tall, imposing, and exuded a powerful aura, and especially gave him a great sense of security.
Driving that RV, Chu Fang even had the urge to bump into a dump truck.
After driving around for a while, Chu placed an order for the car and left the rest to his private lawyer, instructing him to get the car as soon as possible.
Watching Chu Fang's retreating figure, the car salesman murmured, "He bought a multi-million dollar RV in less than half an hour. He's really rich. There are so many rich people in the world, why can't there be one more like me?"
"Get lost." His colleague kicked him. "Daydreaming in broad daylight."
"If you don't daydream during the day, when do you?"
"...That makes sense. Treat me to a foot massage tonight, and I want number 66."
"roll!"
"Extremely stingy."
... ...
After leaving the car dealership, Chu Fang headed towards Zhonghai Mingyuan. When he opened the door, he was somewhat surprised to find that his two younger sisters were resting at home.
"Didn't you two come to work today?"
"I quit." Chu Yi lay on the sofa, swinging his legs, and said casually, "My conflict with Shen Xinze eventually went to his father, and he fired us both."
After saying that, still not satisfied, he said angrily, "That old Deng is a real scoundrel. I just let his son suffer a little loss, why did he retaliate?"
"By the way, Chu Lao Er, what are you doing here? Did you kill someone or commit arson? Or did you offend my sister-in-law?"
This is my home. So you think I can't even come here anymore? ... Chu Fang took the water Zhou Qiong handed him, took a sip, and felt it was sweet. His own sister was unreliable; this sister was much better. He then said unhurriedly, "I'm going on a trip with your sister-in-law. I'm letting you two know that if anything happens, call me. My suggestion is that if it's not a big deal, please call my private lawyer. He can help you two resolve it."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yi sat up abruptly and said excitedly, "Then take us with you!"
He Yi just left, and you're coming again?
Chu Fangyi refused righteously and firmly.
Chu Yi pouted, looking indignant: "Fine, I won't go. I'm too lazy to go anyway."
Chu Fang stayed at Zhonghai Mingyuan until nightfall. The three of them had a simple dinner, and then he left. Chu Yi glared at him and said, "Get out of here. You're not welcome here."
Zhou Qiong handed a bottle to Chu Fang and said, "Brother, this is the pickled fish I made. You and your wife can try it."
Why are there such big differences between the two younger sisters?
Chu Yi has been spoiled; he needs to be disciplined more often to become obedient and adorable.
Unfortunately, I'm all grown up now, and it's too late.
He left immediately.
Seeing Chu Fang leave, Chu Yi slumped onto the sofa like a dead dog and said, "Ugh, even Chu Lao Er has gone on a trip, and we're stuck at home. It's so boring."
“I’m looking for a job,” Zhou Qiong replied.
Suddenly, Chu Yi's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something. He stood up and said, "Qiongqiong, let's go. I'll take you to a wonderful place you've never seen before."
"Where?" Zhou Qiong tilted her head.
You'll know when you get there.
Chu Yi led Zhou Qiong outside, hailed a taxi, got stuck in traffic for a while, and arrived at Shanghai's famous bar street amidst a cacophony of horns.
Zhou Qiong opened her mouth slightly: "Yiyi, isn't it inappropriate for us to come here? It's not a place for people our age."
“What’s wrong with that? We’re both eighteen years old and can handle things on our own.” Chu Yi pulled Zhou Qiong along, looking around. “Zhou Zhou and Xiao Li often hang out in the bar street, but we’ve never been here before. It would be so embarrassing if word got out.”
Night had just fallen, and the bar street was still relatively empty, but the stalls were already set up, and waiters were greeting customers.
They casually found a bar and sat down, ordering a dozen beers. Chu Yi opened one for Zhou Qiong, but she insisted on not drinking it. Chu Yi didn't say anything, just drank her beer and watched the band perform on stage.
"Yiyi, things here are so expensive." Zhou Qiong glanced at the price of a dozen beers, several hundred yuan, and felt a pang of heartache as she spoke softly.
"Bars are expensive, that's to be expected," Chu Yi said dismissively. "It's on me."
After the two sat for a while, the bar became lively, and the music became deafening.
"Two beautiful women..."
The two of them sat in a booth, and boys often came up to chat them up. Before they could finish speaking, Chu Yi glanced at them sideways and said irritably, "You're too ugly, get lost."
The man who had tried to flirt with her walked away looking dejected.
Chu Yi pretended to vomit and said, "How dare these people hit on me? Do they have a distorted view of their own appearance?"
Having sat here for so long, all the people who came up to chat with him were ugly and unattractive. Chu Yi clenched his fists, wanting to punch them.
Zhou Qiong pursed her lips, a faint smile appearing on her face.
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