Nowadays, Chu Fang rarely checks his bank account. He sees a bunch of countless numbers. Anyway, 10 million enters his bank account at midnight every day. His consumption is far less than 10 million, and it feels meaningless to look at it carefully. He is not a landlord who lives on wealth. "Okay, stop talking." Seeing that Chu Fang was about to continue, Ren Feiping interrupted him, "I am not the tax authority to check how much money you have. I already have an idea in my mind." As he spoke, he wrote four big words on the tablet to summarize Chu Fang's wealth. Rich and inhumane! Looking at Chu Fang's personal information, Ren Feiping pulled the corner of his mouth. From all aspects, this arrogant customer is a popular existence in the world. He is rich, handsome, and can cook... God, if it weren't for the gender difference, Ren Feiping would want to marry Chu Fang. No! Brother, you are so rich, you don't go looking for flowers and willows, and help those poor, weak and beautiful girls, but you hang yourself on a tree.
What are you doing for? Do you think you are too full, too warm, too boring, or have a problem with your brain? ... ... Ren Feiping couldn't understand Chu Fang. He had countless things to complain about, but considering that the other party was a big customer, he swallowed them. While wanting to complain, Ren Feiping was very curious. What kind of fairy girl could be loved by Chu Fang and pay him for guidance. That girl is definitely not an ordinary person. "What kind of girl do you want to pursue?" Ren Feiping asked. As soon as these words came out, Chu Fang's eyes softened: "Beautiful, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, very elegant, standing there like a fairy, with super strong working ability..." "..." Ren Feiping swung the tablet electronic pen, looking at the big customer, and felt extremely helpless. This customer is completely hopeless! Ren Feiping listened to Chu Fang's description of Zhong Tingyue for more than ten minutes. The former almost fell asleep while the latter was very energetic. After the client finished speaking, Ren Feiping perked up and asked, "What is the family background of the girl Zhong Tingyue?" This question is very critical. It is related to his overall plan. "Ordinary family." Chu Fang replied. "Are you sure?" "Yes." Chu Fang was very sure.
Hearing this, Ren Feiping said, "With your assets, it should be easy to impress that girl, right? Or, she doesn't know your wealth?" "Yes, I was bored and found a company to work for, and I happened to meet Zhong Tingyue. She doesn't know me." Chu Fang said bit by bit. He understood what Ren Feiping wanted to say next, and continued, "But I don't think Zhong Tingyue is the kind of person who loves money." "Don't interrupt me in a hurry. I'm not the kind of person who loves love. My judgment is based on science. First, her clothes are simple and all ordinary brands; second, with Zhong Tingyue's appearance, there must be many rich second-generations who like her, but not that Some rich second-generations are supporting them. The third is -" He paused and frowned slightly: "The third is feeling. I feel that she is not that kind of person." Ren Feiping: "You are talking about metaphysics." "Indeed!" Chu Fang relaxed his frown and shrugged, "But love itself is a kind of metaphysics. Two strangers who don't know each other walk together, fall in love, get married, have children, and live together. It's a miracle when you look at it bit by bit." "And, you don't think I've met few girls, right? I've met all kinds of girls, but none of them gave me the feeling that Zhong Tingyue did. I want to spend the rest of my life with her, rain or shine..." Ren Feiping looked serious and listened quietly to Chu Fang's talk about his view on mate selection and his understanding of love. As a scumbag... 'love saint', he couldn't understand it, but it didn't stop him from listening. After he finished speaking, Ren Feiping slowly came back to his senses and said, "I will try my best to help you chase Zhong Tingyue." After understanding the information, Ren Feiping wrote and drew on the tablet, while Chu Fang looked at the blue sky. There has never been a girl who made him so moved as Zhong Tingyue, as if the sun and the moon lost their brilliance in front of Zhong Tingyue. And he really wanted to spend the rest of his life with Zhong Tingyue, whether poor or rich. "Go get the WeChat of the girl at the bar." Suddenly, Ren Feiping's voice came into Chu Fang's ears, and the latter came back to his senses and tilted his head: "?" "This is an exam." Although he was confused, Chu Fang did not refuse. He stood up and walked towards the black-silk woman at the bar, who had a beautiful face and a proud Feiping watched Chu Fang walk away. In just a few seconds, Chu Fang walked back, shook his phone, and indicated to add the other party on WeChat. Ren Feiping gave a thumbs up: "You are good." Chu Fang's performance was beyond his expectation. It was so easy to add WeChat. Even if he personally came, he would have to spend a few minutes chatting to make the girl happy before he could contact her. "I said that LaFerrari is mine." Chu Fang pointed to the luxury car downstairs. "..." Ren Feiping slapped his head, "Sorry, you are not suitable for this test." He treated Chu Fang as one of his ordinary customers, forgetting that it is easy for rich people to pick up girls. Ordinary tricks are so efficient. There is no way, the gap between people is so big. "Watch me." In order to be a teacher for Chu Fang, Ren Feiping stood up and walked towards another girl at the bar. Ren Feiping ordered two glasses of wine and leaned next to the girl. With the help of alcohol, the two chatted happily, causing the beautiful woman to cover her mouth and laugh, with affection in her eyes. "Awesome!" Chu Fang admired his communication skills. After a while, Ren Feiping smiled and added the beautiful woman on WeChat. At the moment he turned around, he looked sad and frustrated.
"What's wrong? Didn't you add WeChat?" Chu Fang asked in confusion. "Huh..." Ren Feiping drank the wine in one gulp, then exhaled, and said angrily: "They are all ungrateful. That girl wanted to add your WeChat through me." "Hahaha..." Chu Fang laughed. Ren Feiping was speechless. He wanted to teach the client and let Chu Fang open his eyes, but he was taught in reverse. At this moment, he finally realized how big the gap between him and Chu Fang was, like a chasm. "Handsome, take me for a ride." Just at this moment, the black-stockinged beauty that Chu Fang had just approached came over, bent down, and said in a delicate voice. Her eyes were extremely beautiful, with deep affection. Chu Fang replied slowly: "Rented." The black-stockinged beauty's plastic surgery face showed obvious signs of twitching: "Sorry, I have something to do." The black-stockinged beauty left immediately, and at the moment of leaving, Chu Fang heard a small voice: "Damn, two psychopaths."
