Chu Fang looked up and saw Zhong Tingyue, who was wearing a simple white t-shirt with soft and comfortable fabric and a close-fitting cut. Her lower body was covered by a light blue skirt that reached just above her knees, revealing her slender calves with smooth lines and fair skin.
Her long, straight black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, smooth and shiny, with a few strands occasionally drifting in front of her eyes, adding a touch of effortless beauty.
"Ms. Zhong, what brings you here?" Chu Fang asked, tilting his head.
"Mr. Chu, it's almost 8 p.m.
Chu Fang glanced at the time, slapped his forehead, and said in a righteous tone, "I love my work too much. Once I get into it, I lose track of time. It's my fault. I should reflect on it..."
“... ..."
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips and quietly watched her boyfriend show off.
After talking for a while without getting a positive response, Chu Fang felt it was pointless, tossed the file aside, and prepared to leave work. The two walked out of the office together, and he curiously looked at the employees sitting upright and asked, "Hey, why haven't you left yet?"
We love our work and treat the company like our own home, Mr. Chu, do you believe that?
If you believe me, then I'll give you a raise; if you don't, then never mind.
The group exchanged glances, smiled to cover their embarrassment, and Kang Bo stepped forward, saying, "If you're not leaving, Mr. Chu, we don't dare to leave either."
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang suddenly understood, waved his hand to signal the employees to leave work, and then introduced Kang Bo to Zhong Tingyue. The two became acquainted.
Looking at the woman in front of him, Kang Bo secretly praised her, saying that she was perfect in appearance, temperament and inner qualities, and that she was also very capable of running her own studio.
No wonder their boss is so infatuated with her.
As night fell, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue returned home. Chu Fang collapsed onto the sofa, feeling utterly exhausted and too tired to even cook. He finally understood that it wasn't that everyone was unwilling to cook, but rather that after a long day, they simply didn't have the energy and just wanted to rest.
Zhong Tingyue poured him a glass of water, then went to the kitchen, took out the leftovers from this morning, heated them up, and dinner was ready in no time.
The two sat facing each other. Chu Fang ate his meal, looking his girlfriend up and down, occasionally making clicking sounds. Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes: "Never seen a beautiful woman before?"
"I have seen them before," Chu Fang replied, "but I've never seen a beautiful woman as energetic as you."
He felt exhausted after just one day of work, while Zhong Tingyue could work every day, even working overtime for months on end, without showing any signs of fatigue, and still remained as beautiful and radiant as ever, like a monster.
“You’re wrong.” Zhong Tingyue shook her head. “I’m just doing what a normal person would do, but you’re not normal.”
Sometimes it's really frustrating to talk to this woman.
The two were eating when the door suddenly opened, and a figure rushed in, stopping abruptly in front of them: "Aha, I'm back! Kneel down before me!"
“... ..."
The room was quiet. Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue were still eating their meal. The tabby cat had hidden in Zhong Tingyue's bedroom. The little yellow cat was the most enthusiastic in the family, tugging at Zhong Rou's trouser leg with its mouth open, extremely happy.
Zhong Rou kicked the blond-haired boy away. She didn't like sycophants. The boy wasn't angry. He squatted down to the side and looked up at her.
"Hey, can't you two react at all?" Zhong Rou sat down next to her, puffing out her cheeks.
Zhong Tingyue asked, "Have you eaten?"
"I ate it. Wenqing's mother's cooking is delicious."
"It tastes better than mine?"
"right."
"Bullshit!" Chu Fang rolled his eyes upon hearing this. "You're talking nonsense."
Zhong Tingyue remembered something and asked, "By the way, how's business at your little stall?"
“Not good at all!” Zhong Rou said, hands on her hips, looking angry. “That person engaged in malicious competition. Whatever I sold, he sold too. I sold for twenty yuan, and he sold for ten yuan. This constitutes dumping. Furthermore, he maliciously slandered my products as inferior products, which constitutes false advertising and ruined my business.”
Zhong Rou is extremely interested in making money. She has spontaneously learned a lot of related knowledge and understands many theories. She can speak fluently and eloquently.
Chu Fang asked, "So your product didn't sell?"
"Hehe... I've sold them all. I'll have to go back to Wenqing's mom for more stock tomorrow."
Zhong Tingyue was stunned for a moment: "You really overturned someone else's business?"
"Sis, what are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of unreasonable person?" Zhong Rou pouted, but then became excited and said:
“I’m a business genius. I couldn’t compete with him, so I made Wenqing cry. Wenqing couldn’t cry, so I slapped her. Wenqing burst into tears. Then I played the emotional card, saying that Wenqing and I were orphans, came to Shanghai and had no relatives or friends. We finally managed to buy some small products, but we were still being slandered.”
"Those customers immediately took pity on me, and while they looked down on my competitors, they all came to buy my products. I sold them all. Tomorrow I plan to continue selling in this way, but... I'll have to go to a different place. By the way, does my brother-in-law have any onions? Tomorrow it'll be my turn to cry, and Wenqing will play the victim. We'll take turns."
You're a genius... ...Chu Fang was speechless.
Zhong Tingyue then said quietly, "Was Wenqing's mother with you two when you were setting up your stall?"
Zhong Rou asked, "Yes, what's wrong?"
Nothing much.
It's fine if you say you're an orphan, but is it appropriate for you to say Wenqing is an orphan in front of her biological mother?
He even slapped the girl's face.
You even said it out loud with righteous indignation.
How could you be so shameless?
Zhong Rou said proudly, "Wenqing's mother praised me for my great wisdom, marketing skills, and business acumen."
“... ..."
Zhong Tingyue had nothing to say.
Wenqing's mother dotes on Wenqing, and Wenqing and Zhong Rou are best friends. Because of this, Wenqing extends her love to Zhong Rou, treating her like her own daughter.
They were also happy to let the two of them play together and let Wenqing experience things from the outside world.
Zhong Tingyue opened her mouth, but then closed it.
Forget it, Wenqing and her mother don't care, so what can she say?
Zhong Rou stroked her chin: "I hope Wen Qing hits me hard, otherwise I really won't be able to cry, and then business will be difficult."
“... ..."
Chu Fang could only say that Zhong Rou was serious about making money.
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