Moon Room Studio.
Chu Fang rolled his eyes, looked at Cai Guan, and asked, "Little Fatty, you've been getting quite close to Jiang Wenzhen lately."
The chubby boy frowned slightly, looking somewhat annoyed: "Sister Jiang is supervising my exercise."
"ah?"
Since the team-building event ended, Jiang Wenzhen seems to have stuck to her principles, urging Cai Guan to exercise and lose weight every day, repeating it in his ear over and over again, even though he has no intention of losing weight.
His constant nagging annoyed him.
Upon hearing this, Chu Fang stroked his chin and concluded directly: "She likes you."
"It shouldn't be," the chubby boy thought for a moment and replied, "Sister Jiang is just bored."
“Wrong!” Chu Fang retorted, “You’re too young to understand. You don’t understand what love is. Jiang Wenzhen has fallen deeply in love with you.”
"Let's make a bet."
"No."
When it comes to understanding people's hearts, the chubby guy is the real expert, possessing incredibly delicate sensitivity and intelligence.
Chu Fang stretched and looked at the sunset outside the window, quite happy; "It's time to get off work again, I'm so tired."
"What work did you do today? Are you tired?" Zhong Tingyue's clear voice was tinged with exasperation.
"You don't care, I'm just tired anyway."
“... ..."
After get off work, the two walked home as the sun set.
As soon as the door opened, Lily, the tabby cat, was squatting at the entrance, waiting for her owner to come home. She jumped into Zhong Tingyue's arms and meowed affectionately.
Chu Fang felt a pang of sadness watching this.
That was the place that should have been his.
Chu Fang noticed the strange gazes. He saw the little blond boy looking up at him, wagging his tail, and his face showing obvious happiness.
He squatted down and petted the puppy: "Little yellow-haired dog, you're still the best. It wasn't for nothing that I took care of you."
The little yellow dog is doing very well at home. It has not only successfully adapted to life at home, but also has outstanding intelligence. In just a few days, it has given up the bad habits of the other dogs and is just like a child.
More importantly, the little blond is extremely enthusiastic, well-behaved, and adorable, and is a smiling angel to everyone in the family.
This contrasts sharply with the aloof tabby cat.
Chu Fang loved the puppy even more.
The blond-haired boy enjoyed Chu Fang's caresses, his eyes narrowing.
Chu Fang petted it for a while, then went into the kitchen to cook, and Zhong Tingyue assisted him.
... ...
Yulin Middle School.
As the school bell rang, boys and girls flocked out of the classroom and headed home.
Zhong Rou, devoid of her usual radiance, slowly walked out of the school. Gazing at the vast, empty sky at the horizon, she felt a profound emptiness in her heart.
He then touched his pockets, which were also empty.
Her heart felt even emptier.
Her group of henchmen looked at each other and said:
"Sister, money is meant to be spent, don't be too sad."
"We are your support."
"I've saved up a hundred yuan in pocket money, big sister, here you go."
“... ..."
With just a few words, the younger brothers eagerly reached into their pockets.
Zhong Rou sighed and slowly withdrew her gaze: "Get out of here right now and don't show your face in front of me again."
The younger brothers then left, leaving only her and Wenqing.
Wenqing said softly, "Rou Rou, out with the old, in with the new."
Even if money gets old, it's still money.
Adopting the little blond boy nearly emptied her savings, and in the past few days, she has been feeling extremely melancholy and regretful.
I can't even support myself, why would I adopt that little blond guy?
It's all Zhong Tingyue's fault. She didn't care about her own sister's feelings at all. She's so cold-hearted and ruthless.
That person is a demon.
The two arrived at the stall, and Zhong Rou said, "I don't have any money left, you can just buy your own."
Wen Qing generously said, "It's my treat."
Zhong Rou ate her fried skewers, her heart filled with bitterness. Being penniless felt like being without life, without dignity, without security...
My life is over.
no!
I can't go on like this anymore, I need to make money.
Zhong Rou has no random thoughts in her mind now, and she's not even interested in studying; all she cares about is making money.
Watching the auntie skillfully frying skewers and brushing on seasonings, so busy she seemed completely disoriented, Zhong Rou asked, "Auntie, is selling fried skewers profitable?"
The aunt replied with a smile, "I'm just making enough for a bowl of porridge."
"Is the profit margin large?"
"Just to supplement household income."
What is the specific daily income?
“... ..."
The woman selling fried skewers glanced at Zhong Rou, craned her neck, and asked her a question with an air of determination to get what she wanted.
What's wrong with this child?
How can we get to the bottom of this?
Can I tell you exactly how much you can earn?
There is absolutely no sense of boundaries.
Zhong Rou wasn't in a hurry to go home. She stayed by the stall, asking the aunt about the costs and profits of setting up the stall. They chatted until the sun went down, and she was a little disappointed.
"Auntie, what kind of business are you talking about that is easy, has low costs, and still has quite high profits?"
How high should the profit margin be?
"Hmm... ...it's on par with selling drugs."
You're really something!
Zhong Rou was full of enthusiasm, but unfortunately, she didn't get an answer.
The two little girls slowly walked home.
Wenqing asked, "Rou Rou, are you short of money?"
"I'm lacking money, I'm lacking money in my Five Elements."
"I've saved some money..."
"That's your money, it has nothing to do with me." Zhong Rou looked up at the sky with a long face, put her hands together and prayed fervently: "Money, money, money, I want money, God, give me money."
Back in the apartment complex, Wenqing's mother was waiting for them. Zhong Rou walked inside looking dejected. Wenqing's mother asked, "Why does Xiao Rou look so downcast?"
Wenqing revealed the truth, and Wenqing's mother smiled and said, "Quickly stop Xiaorou, I'll show her the way."
... ...
"It's almost 7:30, why aren't they back yet?" Chu Fang said softly as night fell.
Zhong Rou, engrossed in her work without looking up, replied, "Maybe they're having too much fun outside."
Zhong Rou is very playful and will stop to watch anything interesting she encounters on the road.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and then that signature voice, dashing and loud, could be heard: "I'm back!"
Zhong Rouxiu slid into the living room.
The little blond guy was very happy and circled around her, wagging his tail at high speed.
"Little blondie, I'm going to do a big business deal in a few days. Money will be rolling in, and we'll never have to live like this again."
... ...
At the dinner table, Zhong Rou swayed her body, looking smug. Her appetite was much better than a few days ago. She then announced her big business plan: "Sister, brother-in-law, I'm going to set up a stall. I'm going to make a lot of money!"
"How can you make big money by setting up a street stall?" Chu Fang said. "Isn't your definition of big money a bit off?"
"Brother-in-law, don't dampen my enthusiasm." Zhong Rou glared at him. "Why can't I make money by setting up a stall? I want to establish myself in Shanghai, go to Asia, break out of the world, and become a global trendsetter."
“... ..."
"You're acting all high and mighty just by setting up a stall. You're getting all worked up over me," Chu Fang thought to himself.
Zhong Tingyue poured Chu Fang a bowl of soup and said unhurriedly, "What are you planning to sell?"
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