In the Tanhua residential area, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue looked at each other.
Zhong Rou tilted her head, her gaze shifting between the two of them.
Chu Fang said, "Fine, I'll go. Why are you yelling so loudly?"
"Tch~~~" Zhong Rou's face showed disdain. "Brother-in-law, you're such a coward."
She had expected a good show, but Chu Fang immediately backed down.
In the martial arts world, this is considered a situation where the enemy surrenders before the sword is even drawn.
Zhong Rou despised this behavior.
Even against an insurmountable enemy, a martial artist must still draw their sword.
"Why don't you dare to fight with your sister?" Chu Fang glanced at his sister-in-law.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Zhong Rou punched Zhong Tingyue in the leg, her neck stiff, her voice booming, "I'm asking you, do I dare or not?!"
Then she knelt down and said, "Sister, I was wrong."
Chu Fang: "..."
That's all the character you've got.
... ...
As an independent and thoughtful individual, Zhong Tingyue has her own ideas.
She had just found out she was pregnant and didn't want to leave her job too soon.
Chu had no choice but to accept this.
It's because he likes such an independent woman.
You have to bear the consequences for your own woman, no matter what.
Although Chu Fang agreed to let Zhong Tingyue work, he kept a close eye on Zhong Tingyue's movements and served his mistress Zhong whenever he came to the studio.
After Zhong Tingyue finished her meeting with the client, the client took out two bottles of RIO milk beer, handed one to Zhong Tingyue, and said: "I wish us a successful cooperation."
“I’m sorry, I can’t drink alcohol,” Zhong Tingyue said.
The doctor advised that pregnant women should not drink alcohol, as it is not good for fetal development.
"This is a beverage-grade beer with a low alcohol content. If you don't drink it, it means you're dissatisfied with our cooperation."
Before Zhong Tingyue could speak, Chu Fang interrupted, "How can you be so shameless? Ms. Zhong said she wouldn't drink, but you insisted on drinking anyway. What's so good about drinking? It damages your liver, lungs, and overall health. Do you think you can drink yourself to death?"
The customer was stunned.
Finally, Zhong Tingyue saw the client out of the studio. The client glanced at Chu Fang and said quietly, "Mr. Zhong, your assistant... is quite outspoken."
You must have been beaten up quite a few times.
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, her smile as radiant as a blooming flower.
After seeing the client off, Zhong Tingyue turned around, beckoned to her Mr. Chu with her finger, and said as he approached, "Mr. Chu, you are fired. You are to leave the studio immediately."
This man is so annoying.
There hasn't been a moment of peace since I arrived at the studio.
She didn't need anyone to wait on her, and Chu Fang's service made her feel awkward. If she hadn't pleaded with him earlier, the project would definitely have fallen through.
"Huh?" Chu Fang was stunned. "Why?"
“Because I’m the boss.” Zhong Tingyue strolled in. “Jiang Wenzhen, you keep an eye on Chu Fang. Don’t let him in.”
"YES, sir!"
Upon receiving Zhong Tingyue's instructions, Jiang Wenzhen acted as if she had received an imperial edict, clenching her fists and placing her hands on her hips like a gatekeeper.
Chu Fang: "..."
"Zhong Tingyue, you're an ungrateful woman!"
He left the studio in a huff after saying that.
Even from a distance, Zhong Tingyue heard Chu Fang's words and shook her head with a smile and a sigh.
She gazed at the scenery outside the window, touching her lower abdomen, and for some reason, she seemed to be able to feel the signs of life growing inside her.
Stepping out of the studio, Chu Fang looked around, finding himself with nowhere to go.
Suddenly, he slapped his forehead: "I forgot about that."
Wen Xiangbing has started another business, and I asked him to find me an office space a few days ago.
It's not that Wen Xiangbing couldn't find someone himself, but he has a lot of things to do right now and can't spare the time, so he can only leave it to Chu Fang, who is free.
Since I had nothing to do today, I decided to finalize the office location.
He made a phone call, then drove to the ground floor of a building.
There was a man in a suit downstairs, who looked to be in his thirties.
"Hello, Mr. Chu."
"Hello." Chu Fang nodded. "Take me to see him."
"OK."
The man in the suit then led Chu Fang upstairs to an office building.
The man in the suit then explained, "This place is relatively small, only able to accommodate about ten people, but it's conveniently located; there's a subway station downstairs..."
Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets, looked around, thought for a moment, and asked, "Are there any smaller ones?"
Wen Xiangbing didn't have much money. He not only had to rent office space, but also had to cover various expenses. If he hadn't won 50,000 yuan by chance some time ago, he might not have even been able to pay back Chu Fang's money, let alone start a new business.
There are expenses in all aspects, so we need to be frugal.
The man in the suit did not show any disdain for Chu Fang's question.
On the one hand, it's about the professionalism of men in suits.
On the other hand, as a real estate agent, the man in the suit had seen too many people, from all walks of life, rich and poor, but Chu Fang was one of the few people he had ever met who exuded an extraordinary temperament.
To others, Chu Fang might have no redeeming qualities other than his good looks, but to the men in suits, he was like the brightest star in the night sky.
“Sorry, this is already the smallest office building.” The real estate agent shook his head. “How about I take you to see a smaller, more intimate place?”
"Okay, thank you for your help."
The real estate agent then took Chu Fang to several office buildings. After showing him all the places, Chu Fang stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "Let's go with the first one."
"no problem."
“However, I have something to tell you,” Chu Fang said. “My friend is the one who rented the office building. When you signed the contract with him, you signed a contract at a cheaper price, and I will make up the difference. I hope that my friend will not find out about this.”
"Huh?" The real estate agent looked troubled. "This doesn't seem right..."
"I'll give you a 50,000 yuan kickback."
"It's not about the money."
Chu Fang asked, "What is it?"
"If you had told me sooner, I would have found you a few larger office buildings, and I would have gotten more commission that way."
The real estate agent said with a smile.
After the two sides reached an agreement, Chu Fang called Wen Xiangbing: "It's all settled."
"Okay, I'll come and sign the contract right away."
"Okay."
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