"Three against three."
"On the pipe."
Zhongyuan, Zhongjia Village, chess and card room.
Zhong Ping sat in the high seat, holding a good hand, extremely pleased with himself.
"Bottle, how come you're so rich lately?" a card player asked curiously.
"Yes, has your partner's personality changed?"
The Zhong family's assets were managed by Gao Ruoyun, who only gave Zhong Ping pocket money for smoking and drinking; he usually had very little in his pocket.
“That’s… impossible,” another card player said. “It must have been given by his future son-in-law. He’s rich; even a little bit of money he leaves behind would be enough for us to live on.”
"Bullshit!" Zhong Ping rolled his eyes. "I got this red envelope through my own merit."
Who posted this?
"Chu Fang."
"Tch~~~"
The three of them looked down on Zhong Ping, but the latter didn't care.
Within the family, Chu Fang would occasionally send out red envelopes, for various reasons:
I'm happy, let me send you a red envelope.
Good-looking people are giving out red envelopes, while ugly people are grabbing them.
Call me Brother Chu, 66 yuan... ...?
Such as these.
Most of the red envelopes were snatched by Zhong Ping, Zhong Rou, and Chu's mother.
Zhong Tingyue and Chu's father never tried to grab red envelopes. The former was permanently blacklisted by Chu Fang because she had cheated to grab them, while the latter was too lazy to try.
By grabbing red envelopes (digital cash gifts), Zhong Ping has achieved 'financial freedom'.
Zhong Ping counted the cash, grinning from ear to ear.
I've been winning for the past few days, I'm so tired of it.
"You've won so much money, you should give me back one of your cigarettes," one of your card-playing friends said.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Ping clutched his pocket, looking cautious: "No! I only have one pack left."
Chu Fang bought his future father-in-law a lot of good cigarettes, both domestic and foreign brands, which his friends had been craving for a long time.
"You were talking about the last pack last month, and you're still talking about it today. Do you think we're stupid? Are you going to give it to us or not?"
"It's really gone."
"That's not up to you."
Several card players exchanged glances and forcefully reached into Zhong Ping's pocket, distributing cigarettes to everyone present.
"Wow, premium cigarettes are just different."
"Even Hua Zi can't compare."
"If my son-in-law could provide cigarettes like these, I'd marry him."
“... ..."
Zhong Ping gritted his teeth: "Born!"
Zhong Ping left the chess and card room and went home. When he got home, he sat on the sofa in a huff, sulking.
Gao Ruoyun, cracking sunflower seeds, asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I was born by chance and got bitten."
Gao Ruoyun: "???"
Suddenly, something occurred to her: "How are things going between our daughter and Chu Fang lately?"
"How would I know?" Zhong Ping rummaged through drawers and cabinets, counting the cigarettes like a small animal counting its food for winter.
Taking advantage of a free moment, Gao Ruoyun called her daughter.
Zhong Tingyue answered the phone: "Hello, Mother, what's up?"
"How are things between you and Chu Fang?"
"Same as usual," she replied casually. "Chu Fang's mother just arrived in Shanghai."
"Huh? What's she doing in Shanghai?" Gao Ruoyun asked in surprise.
"I don't know, they say it's for praying for rain."
"Praying for rain? More like a marriage proposal."
What was said without malice may have been taken to heart by the listener.
Gao Ruoyun mentioned it casually, not taking it seriously, but it woke up the dazed Zhong Tingyue.
The mother and daughter chatted casually for a while before hanging up. Zhong Tingyue stood up, walked to the French windows, admired the scenery outside, and muttered to herself, "No way?"
As she recalled the details of their recent daily life, Chu Fang did indeed seem somewhat strange.
He secretly chats with people at home, and the content of the chat is kept out of her sight.
Given Chu Fang's character, there's no way he would hide from her. He does everything openly and honestly, even liking videos of pretty girls.
"No way?... ..."
... ...
Guided by Wu Di, Chu Fang and her mother entered Cheng Li's office. Master Cheng saw them immediately and greeted them, "Hey, you're here. Please have a seat."
"I've come to collect the ring."
"It's been ready for a while now." Cheng Li returned to his desk, took out a delicate little box from the drawer, and placed it on the table. "See if it suits your taste?"
Like a curious child, Chu's mother quickly opened the box.
A dazzling engagement ring, crafted from pure gold and engraved with exquisite patterns, resembling a shimmering starry sky. Every curve and every ray of light reveals the artisan's superb skills and endless pursuit of beauty.
It's a work of art!
The inside of the ring is engraved with the words 'cF' and 'ZtY', which are the abbreviations of Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue's names.
"Wow~~~" Chu's mother couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful."
Then she looked at Chu Fang and said, "Goodness, I want one too."
Chu Fang: "Go ask my dad for it."
Chu's mother argued unreasonably: "I don't want it, I want you to buy it for me. I'm your mother, you have to buy it for me."
Chu Fang: "..."
He nodded in agreement and ordered a ring for Chu's mother.
Chu Fang accepted the ring, gently caressing it and feeling its warmth.
He was satisfied with the ring; the pure gold ring did not appear vulgar, but rather highly artistic.
It's clear that Master Cheng's design skills are truly impressive.
After receiving the engagement ring, the two left the company shortly afterward, and Wu Di escorted the mother and son downstairs.
Wu Di said, "When do you have time? Come to my house for a casual meal."
He became Cheng Li's apprentice, which meant he had some connection with Chu Fang, so it was only natural that he should treat everyone to a meal.
"Let's wait a while, I'm busy these days," Chu Fang shook his head.
Next, he had to prepare for the marriage proposal, which involved arranging everything from top to bottom – it was incredibly complicated.
Although he could hire a professional agency to help, he wanted to do it himself, since a marriage proposal only happens once in a lifetime and is a precious experience.
Wu Di nodded to indicate that he understood.
"Oh, and don't tell He Yi about my ring order," Chu Fang instructed.
He Yi knew he had ordered a ring, and she must have told Zhong Tingyue. That shrewd woman would definitely guess what he was doing.
That would mean losing the surprise...
"I know what I'm doing."
... ...
Wu Di watched the mother and son leave, then returned to the company.
"Brother Wu, your master is looking for you," the receptionist said.
Wu Di entered the office, and Cheng Li looked up: "Gone?"
"Um."
How long should it take to propose?
"It's currently in the planning stages."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Li sighed: "Why would a perfectly normal person be so foolish as to insist on stepping into the grave of marriage?"
"If I were Chu Fang, with endless money, I'd definitely see the world's beautiful scenery and meet all kinds of beautiful women. How happy I'd be..."
Wu Di listened.
Upon closer inspection, he discovered that his master was quite... unrestrained and unconventional.
Its ideas were also ahead of their time; perhaps that's what art is all about.
"What a pity, I'm getting old!"
Cheng Li sighed with emotion, having gone around in circles before finally remembering the important matter. He slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, have you ever thought about becoming a manager?"
"Huh? Me?" Wu Di was somewhat surprised.
“Yes, you are capable enough for that position, and your design concept aligns with the current trends among young people. I plan to let you take over,” Cheng Li said.
Wu Di pondered for a few seconds and replied, "I can give it a try."
Wu Di is ambitious.
He also wanted to be like Chu Fang, with endless money to give He Yi the best life. Even if he couldn't be like Chu Fang, he would still work hard to change his life.
Before long, news of Wu Di becoming a manager spread throughout the company, and many colleagues offered their congratulations.
The former manager, 'Rakshasa,' smiled and said, 'Manager Wu, please take good care of me in the future.'
Wu Di finally realized the power of authority.
The person who was so arrogant a few days ago is very docile today.
Manager Wu looked up at the sky and thought to himself, "What kind of mess is this?!"
In the blink of an eye, he became an ordinary employee, while Wu Di became his boss.
The reversal of the Heavenly Gang is considered to be true.
... ...
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