Chu Fang barely listened to the singing; his attention was entirely focused on the couple next to him. The chubby guy also barely listened to the singing; his attention was entirely focused on pleasing the hot girl.
After the concert, the chubby guy made his female companion smile broadly.
The audience scattered in a panic.
"Good heavens, I've been scammed! I'm so angry! I'm definitely going to call the police tomorrow. You'll have to stay with me tonight," the chubby boy said as he walked.
Chu Fang retracted his attention and spoke to Zhong Tingyue, raising his voice slightly: "Please, could you buy a better seat next time? I couldn't hear Jacky Cheung singing from that seat."
As he spoke, he winked at Zhong Tingyue, who pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "There's nothing we can do, we're too poor to afford inner field seats, so we can only buy the cheapest ones."
How much are the seats in the inner section?
"Five digits."
"Buy it! We may be poor, but we can't lose face." Chu Fang gritted his teeth and answered, then patted the chubby boy in front of him and asked, "Brother, you agree, right?"
Their voices reached the ears of the hot woman. She stopped and turned around, her eyes shining like the sun as she scrutinized the fat man. As if she suddenly understood something, her lips twitched, she gave a heavy snort, and without paying any attention to the fat man, she strode forward.
"Hey, goodness~~~" the chubby boy quickly chased after him, "Let me explain."
After the couple left, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue looked at each other and laughed together.
"hey-hey."
"whee."
Both of them left the venue with smiles. Once outside, they found themselves surrounded by crowds. They hailed a taxi at a high price and then waited at the same spot.
"I'd rather tear down ten temples than ruin one marriage." Chu Fang said with his hands in his pockets, "You broke up such a loving couple. Zhong Tingyue, you're really wicked."
It's hard to say who's worse between us... Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes: "Their love is built on money, while that fat guy is just pretending to be rich to deceive others. How can you tell that the fat guy is fake?"
Chu Fang replied, "Isn't that obvious? That guy was bragging way too much. He was wearing an 18 million watch and sitting in a concert seat that cost a little over 1,000. He was trying to trick young girls into thinking he could at least get a good seat. I'm really impressed by that guy."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "But that guy was pretty awesome. If it weren't for the two of us getting involved, he would have actually succeeded."
Chu Fang listened as the chubby boy coaxed the hot girl, his sweet talk flowing effortlessly, one after another, completely fooling her.
Even after the fake watch incident was exposed, he could still win over the hot girl.
Awesome!
In fact, Chu Fang's consistent attitude towards these things was to just watch them for fun and not bother with them.
After all, one of you was after someone else's money, and the other was after someone else's body; neither of you had pure intentions, so there's nothing more to say.
But that fat guy just had to set his sights on Zhong Tingyue, which made him very unhappy, so he simply exposed the other party's true colors.
"By the way, how do you know so much about Patek Philippe watches?" Zhong Tingyue asked after taking a sip of water.
He only glanced at it a few times before he was able to tell if the watch was real or fake, and then he said those words of identification.
Chu Fang replied seriously, "That fat man doesn't have it, but I do."
Just then, the taxi arrived, and Zhong Tingyue got in first, too lazy to ask why.
You always give the same answer; don't you get tired of it?
Chu Fang sighed: "Lies don't hurt people, but the truth is the sharpest knife."
It was precisely because he had it that he could answer so confidently, and he also had the WeChat account of the General Manager of Patek Philippe Greater China.
In previous years, in order to show off, he bought several luxury watches worth millions or tens of millions of yuan. Later, he felt that the way of showing off was too low-class, so he stopped wearing them and put them in the cabinet at home.
Only now has he realized that he has absolutely no need for a watch other than to tell time, and even that function has been replaced by his mobile phone.
Nowadays, watches have evolved to the point where they are essentially just decorative items.
Whether it exists or not, it doesn't make much difference.
A person's temperament is not built up by luxury goods, but by the natural elegance that comes from inner knowledge and refinement.
Chu Fang had seen many wealthy people who had no luxury goods and were extremely simple, but they stood out from the crowd.
When they got home, the two stood at the door.
Chu Fang smiled and said, "Thank you for inviting me to the concert. I'm very happy."
"Thank you too. Without you, I would have missed out on a lot of the fun." Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips.
Just then, door 2004 opened, and He Yi came out carrying the trash. Chu Fang was taken aback: "Hey, weren't you working overtime tonight?"
He Yi was also taken aback: "I've taken leave."
Why are you taking leave?
"Get ill."
"What illness?"
"...Can I come when my period comes?"
"You're here, so why are you glaring at me like that..." Chu Fang thought to himself.
They said goodnight and went to their respective homes.
... ...
Before we knew it, it was August, the hottest month of summer.
Under the high temperature of cooking, the temperature between Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue also rose, and they made great progress.
He guessed to himself, "We should be considered good friends."
Actually, I wasn't too sure about it, since they'd only known each other for less than two months.
It's a long story, really. In this age of fast-paced relationships where a couple can go to bed together in the middle of the night, it seems a bit long-winded from this perspective.
It's a short time, but Chu Fang doesn't want to go straight to a hotel with Zhong Tingyue. He wants to support each other for the rest of his life. If they want to walk together, then they need to spend time getting to know each other.
Two months is a bit short.
It's been almost two months since I joined the company. I'm no longer a newbie. Compared to my previous leisurely life, Chu Fang has become a bit busier, but it's not too bad. I usually draw diagrams, receive clients, or do site surveys.
"The space must appear spacious."
"Our company's main principle is to put the customer first. If you're willing, we can even design your house like a football field."
"I'd like it to be European style."
“No problem. But brother, there’s one thing I need to make clear: it can only be Western European style. There’s a war going on in Eastern Europe right now, and our company’s designers have gone to the front lines. If you want Eastern European style, you’ll have to wait a while.”
"The price must be cheap."
"Got it! Even if I break my own bones, I'll still give you a discount, bro."
“... ..."
Cai Guan stood to the side, watching Chu Fang communicate with the client. He asked the client what their needs were while writing and drawing on his phone and making witty remarks to keep the client happy.
He had to admit, he was envious.
After understanding the client's needs, the client patted Chu Fang on the shoulder and left almost smiling.
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