After selling the wolf-tooth potatoes, Chu Fang sat and chatted with the bald, burly man.
"Kid, you're not selling it anymore?"
"There's nothing I can do, I'm losing money hand over fist," Chu Fang said. "I'm almost so poor I have to sell my pants."
"Bullshit!" The bald, burly man rolled his eyes. "You never tell the truth."
The bald, burly man realized that Chu Fang, like himself, was someone who wasn't short of money and was setting up a stall not for the money, but to pass the time.
The two chatted idly until Zhong Tingyue finished get off work and Zhong Rou packed up her stall. Then the three of them drove their mobile stall cart home together.
Just as I left the night market, I ran into the old lady selling mobile stalls at the entrance and asked, "Young man, are you selling your mobile stall?"
"Twenty thousand."
"two thousand."
"I bought it for 20,000."
“I know, but you’re only selling it for two thousand.”
"Auntie, you're a real business genius."
Chu Fang eventually sold it to the old lady for two thousand yuan. He knew it was worth at least three thousand, but there was nothing he could do; he had no use for the mobile stall.
His luxury cars, worth tens of millions, are just gathering dust in the underground garage, let alone this kind of mobile stall.
... ...
Moonlight, like water, fell into the bedroom.
Chu Fang felt Zhong Tingyue's fair and tender skin.
"Ms. Zhong."
"Um."
"I have won this round in the end."
"Okay, you win."
"Why am I not happy even though I won?"
"Because I've completely fooled you."
"I really dislike your blunt reply."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, you're too naive to have been fooled."
Chu Fang: "..."
Zhong Tingyue rubbed her fiancé's face, making various shapes, and said, "Mr. Chu, don't be unhappy. At least you've gained something."
The reward is winning the bet.
Thinking of this, Chu Fang's displeasure disappeared.
Gold-rimmed glasses, black stockings, studded high heels...
A surge of passion welled up inside him.
"Come with me to buy stockings tomorrow," Chu Fang said.
"OK."
"High heel."
"good."
"You also need to wear glasses."
"no problem."
"Hehe..." Chu Fang laughed.
... ...
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Chu woke up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
This morning I made beef noodles. The broth was simmered over low heat for a long time until it turned amber and was very fragrant.
The beef is cut into large chunks, and the meat is tender yet chewy.
Although it uses dried noodles, it is still incredibly delicious.
"Zhong Tingyue, Rou Rou, get up!" Chu Fang shouted as breakfast was ready.
Then Zhong Tingyue slowly walked out of the bedroom, stretched, and saw her fiancée looking so lazy. Chu Fang got angry and said, "You're such a bad woman."
They set a trap and made a bet with him. In the end, he won the bet, but he also lost his inherent laziness.
And the household chores fell on his shoulders.
In this series of events, Zhong Tingyue used a honey trap, a feint, and taking advantage of the chaos.
This woman's scheming is truly terrifying.
Zhong Tingyue smiled radiantly: "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Chu."
I didn't praise you.
"You've already praised me enough, there's no need to keep praising me."
I didn't praise you.
"You are not good enough for me, but I like you, so there's no need to feel inferior."
Chu Fang: "..."
Are we communicating across a server?
Zhong Tingyue had already developed some of his shamelessness.
After finishing their meal, Zhong Rou went to find her friends to set up their stall, while Chu Fang, feeling bored, accompanied Zhong Tingyue to work at her studio.
Upon arriving at the studio and seeing Chu Fang, Jiang Wenzhen's eyes widened: "Oh, who's here?"
Chu Fang immediately started with a 'zero-frame attack': 'Your father.'
Jiang Wenzhen clenched her fist: "Go to hell."
Jiang Wenzhen asked, "Why did you decide to go to work today?"
Chu Fang said with deep affection, "I missed you."
Jiang Wenzhen felt disgusted for a whole day after hearing those words, and didn't bother him for a day.
Sitting at his workstation, Chu Fang was slacking off as usual, but after a while he felt unwell.
He stared at Cai Guan's computer screen: "Little Fatty, what are you doing?"
"Design drawings".
"Give me two projects, and I'll design them."
"Huh?" Cai Guan was stunned.
Or perhaps everyone in the studio was stunned.
Chu Fang actually stopped slacking off and started working instead.
"What's wrong with Brother Chu?"
"I'm heartbroken. Only when you're heartbroken will you work hard."
Everyone: "..."
What a ridiculous reason.
However, Chu Fang has made a significant change, even starting to involve blueprints, which is obviously very strange.
Standing in her office, Zhong Tingyue saw Chu Fang's diligent demeanor and a slight smile appeared on her lips: "Another unexpected gain?"
After finishing get off work, Chu Fang stretched and yawned: "Hmm, it felt pretty good to work all day."
“Mr. Chu is very capable.” Zhong Tingyue said from the side.
"Nonsense, don't you know how capable I am?"
"Eek~~~" Everyone in the studio cast strange glances at them.
Chu Fang tidied up his workstation, then pulled Zhong Tingyue away from the company: "Come on, tonight is the time for me to reap the rewards of our bet."
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