Actually, Sister Huang thought too much. Chu Fang had no intention of revenge on her. It was very simple. The two of them only had a small conflict. It could not rise to the point of life and death. Only a very stupid person could do that. On the contrary, Chu Fang was very grateful to the rich woman Sister Huang. Because of her appearance, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue had the opportunity to get in touch. It was also because Zhong Tingyue owed him three things because she asked for something. Speaking of which, Chu Fang remembered that he had never thought of how to deal with the favor Zhong Tingyue owed him. Ren Feiping's idea for him was to have a date with dinner first, hold hands and kiss second, and get a room. The scumbag had nothing else in his mind except getting a room. He denied all of them. Chu Fang thought that dinner, date, holding hands and kissing, and even getting a room should be a natural outcome, not half-heartedly given some opportunities. That was not the kind of relationship he wanted.
"Tell me, how much did you spend in that KTV?" Ren Feiping kept pestering him on the way. He was quite curious about Chu Fang's previous extravagant behavior. "I haven't calculated it, but it should be several million." He replied. The world is bustling with people for profit, and the world is bustling with people for profit. There is a reason why the suit manager respects him so much, there is no love without reason. "Oh my god!" Ren Feiping took a sip of water, "Your life is my dream." He paused and thought of his job: "By the way, how is your progress with the fairy sister?" "Very good." "Okay." Ren Feiping nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue have known each other for less than a month. If they want to pursue pure love, they must first get to know each other. Getting to know each other is a very important process. No one can help. It can only be accumulated over time. What Ren Feiping can do is to make effective suggestions. The car turned and arrived at the Bund. It was late at night, and the Bund was still crowded with people. Arrived at Zhonghai Mingyuan. Chu Fang opened the window, pointed at Ren Feiping and said, "Brother Liu, this is my friend. He will stay at my house tonight and leave tomorrow." "Okay! You are the owner, there is no need to say this." Brother Liu smiled. The owners of the community are all well-known people. They attach great importance to personal privacy and pay special attention to outside visitors. They must report to the property management or security. Of course, that rule only applies to tenants in the community, and the owners can ignore it. After a simple registration, he immediately entered the underground garage.
"Fuck! I never dreamed that one day I would be able to live in Zhonghai Mingyuan." "Gui Gui, Maserati, Lamborghini, Lexus, the little devil's car, the grade is a bit worse." "I really want to steal one and run away, it's so exciting." "..." After getting off the car, Ren Feiping's eyes were immediately attracted by the three cars next to him, LaFerrari, Maybach, and McLaren. The black appearance was like a bottomless black hole, which was eye-catching even in the luxurious parking lot with stars shining. "Oh my god!" Ren Feiping knew that the three cars belonged to Chu Fang, and he couldn't help but touch them carefully and look them up and down, "These are not cars, they are girls!" Chu Fang was speechless: "... ..., how are cars and girls related?" Is there nothing else in the scumbag's mind except women? "If I drive a Maybach to the bar street, groups of women will swarm up. What else can they be but girls?" "Those are gold-digging women." "Yes, he likes my car, and I like her body. We both get what we need." "..." In the field of women, Chu Fang couldn't argue with the other party, so he walked home. Opening the door and pressing the light switch, the light dispelled the darkness, Ren Feiping stretched his neck to look at the house, his eyes full of curiosity. Chu Fang walked to the living room, cleaned the dining table, and took out two buckets of instant noodles from the refrigerator. He hadn't eaten dinner tonight yet, and now his stomach was empty. He said, "Don't look at it. It's just a few rooms. You haven't seen the night view from the sky, right?" Ren Feiping is a free and easy person. He doesn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He has seen the whole house. At this moment, he is standing in front of the French window, looking down at the night view below, stretching his arms, as if the world is under his control. Ren Feiping slowly turned his head: "This is the first time I appreciate the night view of the Bund from this angle. I always imagined it before, but imagination is far less shocking than reality." Although he is a scumbag, he is an ordinary person after all. His eyes are bound by money, and today he suddenly came into contact with it, and he was a little absent-minded for a while. He used to ask himself, the world is full of suffering, who in the world is happy? At this moment, he finally understood that the rich are happy. "I get tired of seeing it too much." Chu Fang answered honestly. "I won't get tired of living in a house worth tens of millions." Ren Feiping slowly came back to his senses, walked to the table, was stunned for a moment, and asked: "You drive a car worth millions and live in a house worth tens of millions. What did you just buy?A bottle of red wine worth 100,000 yuan, but now he is eating instant noodles. Isn't this scene too weird? " He is eating beef noodles with pickled cabbage in a traditional pot, which he doesn't even eat. How come this billionaire is so different from what he imagined? "It's too late, I don't want to cook, instant noodles are good." Chu Fang boiled water and poured it into the instant noodle bucket, "If you want to eat it, you can make it yourself, or order takeout." Ren Feiping asked while tearing the package, "Didn't you hire an auntie or something?" "Why bother others with something I can do myself?" Chu Fang shrugged, "Although I am a rich man, I am essentially a human being, with hands and feet, eating rice and noodles, and sleeping on a bed, which is not a big deal." Ren Feiping narrowed his eyes, "You seem to be different from other rich people."
"Everyone is the same." " The two chatted and ate instant noodles, which was quite interesting. After finishing the instant noodles, Chu Fang packed up and felt a little sleepy. He walked upstairs and said, "There is an empty room downstairs. The bed sheets are in the cabinet, the air conditioner remote control is in the bedside table, there is a separate bathroom, and hot water is provided 24 hours a day..." "Can I sleep in front of the floor-to-ceiling window tonight?" Ren Feiping asked. Chu Fang leaned on the second floor: "Whatever you want. " Chu Fang understood Ren Feiping's idea. When he first moved in, he moved the sofa to the French window and slept there for several nights before gradually going back to his room to sleep. For an ordinary person, suddenly being in Zhonghai Mingyuan, he was particularly reluctant to leave the beautiful scenery outside. Listening to the door closing, Ren Feiping sorted out the kitchen waste, then walked to the French window, took a photo of himself, and posted it on WeChat Moments. As expected, within a few minutes, the beautiful girls in his WeChat sent messages, especially several arrogant women, who all asked where his brother lived in a sweet way and wanted to come to his house to talk to his brother. It's really good to have money. After chatting with those enthusiastic sisters for a while, Ren Feiping suddenly put down his phone without replying to the message, looking at the beautiful night view outside the window, colorful and prosperous. He sighed for a long time: "Alas! Beauty belongs to others, not to me. "