Ma Junjie: "... ..."
That's exactly the kind of person Chu Fang is—always bringing up the very thing he shouldn't be talking about.
He tossed the file aside, craned his neck, and asked, "Still single after a year? Do you have someone you like?"
"No," Ma Junjie shrugged. "I've been too busy with work."
"That won't do!" Chu Fang stood up and patted the other person on the shoulder. "Don't just focus on work, you also need to live. Otherwise, people will think that I, as your boss, am exploiting you and that you don't even have time to find a partner."
He paused, then continued, "How about I give you a leave of absence so you can find someone? You're almost twenty-seven or twenty-eight and still single. Aren't you worried? If you're not worried, aren't your family worried?"
Ma Junjie stared at him intently, as if he could see right through him, and said, "Your relationship with Zhong Tingyue is already a done deal. Are you still afraid that I will take her away from you?"
To judge a gentleman by the standards of a petty person!
Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue had been together for a year, and their relationship was visibly good. They had even met each other's parents. Ma Junjie had long since given up on his little schemes.
“Although you’ve given up, you haven’t let go.” Chu Fang was quite frank. “You really haven’t thought about finding someone? You still want to find one, live with a girlfriend, warm the bed, you’ll never know how happy it is to have a partner.”
"How about I find you a girlfriend?"
To be honest, Chu Fang wasn't worried about Ma Junjie taking Zhong Tingyue away.
Firstly, he believed in his relationship with Zhong Tingyue; secondly, Ma Junjie hadn't been able to win her over before, let alone now.
But he was indeed worried about Ma Junjie's love life.
This is a rare man. He is capable, loyal, and willing to sell his house to support Mr. Ming's family. He even asked him for help to save Yateng Yige in order to keep his subordinates' jobs. In today's decadent social climate, he is exceptionally precious.
People like Ma Junjie shouldn't be let down by society; they deserve a better life and a better partner (except for Zhong Tingyue).
"Never mind." Ma Junjie pondered for a moment. "You're a good person, thank you."
“... ..."
This was the first time Chu Fang had ever received a "friend zone" card from a man.
Seeing him open his mouth as if he wanted to say something, Ma Junjie said, "Stop worrying about my affairs. Can you just take care of your own business? The more times you visit Yatenyi Pavilion, the more you'll care about the affairs. That way, I'll have less to worry about and more time to meet other women, which will give me a chance to date."
"Um... nothing else, just wishing you stay single." Chu Fang said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
He had no time to concern himself with the affairs of Yatengyige.
Ma Junjie rolled his eyes, abandoned the previous topic, and got back to the main point, immediately reporting on Yateng Yige's work achievements over the past year.
After a year of hard work, YATeng Yige has achieved development, with all business operations proceeding in an orderly manner, staff expansion, and normal fund transfers... ...and things are looking good in all aspects.
After listening for a while, Chu Fang felt it was like reading gibberish. He called Fangzheng Investment Co., Ltd. to review Yatenyige's business and financial transactions and compile them into an easy-to-understand report before leaving the company.
Before leaving, he said to Ma Junjie, "I will definitely find you a girlfriend!"
Without waiting for the other party to deny it, he strode away.
Ma Junjie: "... ..."
Are you going to argue with me?
... ...
After leaving Yateng Yige, Chu Fang checked the time. It was only 3 p.m. Zhong Tingyue had to work overtime tonight. If he went back to the studio now, he would have to slack off until late at night, which would be incredibly boring.
After thinking for a moment, I drove in another direction.
Soon we arrived at a commercial building and took the elevator to a company.
A young-looking receptionist politely asked, "Hello, how can I help you?"
Chu Fang: "I'm looking for your company's General Manager Wen."
A few seconds later, Wen Xiangbing came out from inside, smiled and said to him, "When did you come back to Shanghai? What brings you here?"
Wen Xiangbing's company slowly started up. It was a very small company. When it was founded, Chu Fang was in Chengdu and did not come. Today, he took advantage of his boredom to come and take a look.
"good."
The two walked side by side. Chu Fang looked around his friend's company. Although the area was small and there were fewer than ten employees, or to be precise, only six, all of whom were energetic young people, the whole company had a positive and uplifting atmosphere.
Wen Xiangbing joked, "If President Chu is interested in my little company, why don't I sell it to you?"
"I'll take the 100 million."
"You really want to buy it? I'm not selling!"
Because the company is small, Wen Xiangbing doesn't have his own office and shares the roof with several employees. As he listens to the two of them chatting, the other employees all turn to look at him.
Wen Xiangbing was usually seen as a meticulous and serious man, but today he was all smiles.
Upon hearing that Chu Fang was a college classmate, the group immediately understood.
Chu Fang patted his pocket, took out a red envelope and handed it to his old classmate: "I'm sorry I couldn't come when you opened your business."
Wen Xiangbing didn't answer: "Tacky!"
"I know your personality; there's only three yuan in this red envelope."
"Stingy!" Wen Xiangbing accepted the red envelope, becoming slightly more serious: "How are things at home? How is your mother's health?"
"One must always look forward."
Wen Xiangbing nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He then introduced his company, which, though small, was fully equipped and quite impressive.
After get off work, the two left the company and casually found a restaurant to sit down and eat. Soon after, Rong Shunji also arrived, and the three brothers chatted idly.
Upon entering society, many realized that once they left campus, they could no longer find close friends, and that the friendships they formed on campus were all the more precious, pure and innocent.
As night fell, Rong Shunji left first, busy going home to take care of his wife, Wei Caixia, whose belly was getting bigger and who needed someone to look after her.
"That kid's always so busy, yet he's always so happy," Chu Fang said, shaking his head as he watched his classmate's figure disappear.
"Having something to care about, a future to look forward to, and a direction to strive for—anyone would be happy," Wen Xiangbing responded.
Chu Fang glanced at the other person sideways: "And what about you?"
“You know me,” Wen Xiangbing said slowly. “I have no interest in romance; I only want to make a difference.”
Wen Xiangbing is a man of good character. He rose to the rank of vice minister in college and had female classmates pursue him, but he rejected them all. He preferred to focus his time on his career rather than on love, and this was especially true after he entered the workforce.
The two chatted for a while, then Wen Xiangbing went back to the company to work overtime. Chu Fang sighed, "Workaholic."
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