The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 117 Chen An'an's Angry Outburst
We were busy until mid-July.

Only then were they finally able to formulate a series of specific standards for Tengsheng's full range of fresh produce.

The rest is just a matter of continuously training and improving within the standard procedures.

My baby is a month and a half old now, with his big eyes wide open, longing to see the world outside.

Chen An'an is on vacation now, and she has recently become fascinated with teaching her younger sister.

My own grades are hopeless; I can't let her suffer the same fate.

As the eldest sister, she had to take responsibility.

"Goose, goose, goose~ Crickets fly to the sky, white feathers float on the dew, red dates don't taste good."

"Chen An'an, what are you doing?"

Chen Xinyi lay in her baby chair, biting her little finger, watching her sister's performance with an adorable expression, occasionally giggling.

Chen An'an stood next to her, exaggeratingly reciting his own classical poems.

If the original author heard this, he'd probably be turning in his grave.

"Dad, don't bother me. I'm teaching Xinyi to recite 300 Tang poems."

Chen An'an pushed her father to sit down, and Chen Pingsheng pulled the baby over as well.

"You're kidding me. With your grades being in the bottom three, do you think she'll even improve if you teach her?"

"Dad, we agreed not to mention this anymore."

Chen An'an was furious. She had sworn to her mother that she would cut her allowance in half but still push her grades down to the bottom ten.

"I didn't want to mention it, but the problem is you're teaching your own sister. She's only a month and a half old. If she's influenced by you, what will she be like when she grows up?"

"Hmph~" Chen An'an snorted at him in dissatisfaction, and jumped onto the newly replaced living room sofa with her chubby chicken butt.

There's a reason why we replace our sofas so frequently.

"Dad, my sister likes me so much, you mustn't ruin my image as a genius in her eyes."

You call yourself a genius?
Chen Pingsheng couldn't do anything with his eldest daughter, who had no sense of reason whatsoever. She could recite half of a twenty-character Tang poem incorrectly.

With talent like that, even a dog would shake its head.

"Dad, I've been on vacation for so long, can you take me to play with ducks?"

"You've already explored the entire capital city, where do you want to go next?"

Sanlitun.

Chen An'an chuckled foolishly. Her father might scold her, but he was still very good to her.

"What do you want to buy this time?"

"You're not buying anything, you just want to go have some fun?"

Alright... I happen to have some free time today, so I'll take the two of them out to have some fun.

Peng Ying usually takes care of the two little ones at home.

His wife was busy with Shuiyunjian, and he himself had been working on a full range of fresh produce lately, so he had neglected his two little kids at home.

Call Peng Ying to come along; Sanlitun is right in Chaoyang.

His Tencent Entertainment is also there, and lately he's been driving a Black King Kong whenever he goes out. Not only is the car big, but it also gives him a great sense of security.

If a regular car were to hit him, he would definitely be a small fry.

As for large trucks, where in the city can they even run?

Putting aside the large trucks, he is absolutely a black diamond.

There was also a special baby chair installed in the car, and Chen Xinyi didn't cry when she was held in it.

set off.

Speaking of which, he has two big houses over there, but he has never stayed in them.

Sanlitun is a famous shopping street in Beijing, and it gets especially lively at night.

Chen An'an finally managed to get her dad out, but he was still acting like a wild child.

She wants to buy everything that's unusual or unusual, and one person carrying all the bags for her isn't enough.

"Dad, let's go sit over there for a bit."

Chen Pingsheng held his little darling, intently trying to make her laugh.

He didn't care how Chen An'an spent her own pocket money.

Once she's spent all her allowance like a spendthrift, she can stay home and watch Teletubbies without worry.

"Chen An'an, why did you buy all this useless stuff?"

"Of course it works."

Chen An'an took out a small wooden hammer that she had bought from an art shop.

"Dad, look at this. It may look useless on the surface, but it's actually very useful."

"Tell me about it," Chen Pingsheng said curiously.

Chen An'an explained, "Doesn't my little sister like to wet her pants at night? If I use this hammer to make a hole in the chair where she sleeps, and then put this pretty wooden bucket underneath, she won't need to wear diapers anymore."

Chen Pingsheng: "..." He's a little genius.

I initially thought it might be somewhat useful, but after her explanation, it instantly became completely useless.

"Chen An'an, you really have a wild imagination!"

"Of course, Dad, you've finally discovered my extraordinary talent."

Chen An'an laughed exaggeratedly, and then took out a small hat she had just bought.

It looks like a hat, but it's actually to cover my little sister's bottom.

In her words, it's because her bottom is warm.

There's also a pretty rattle drum. It looks like a rattle drum, but it's actually for when my little sister wants to wet her pants.

She named it "Butt Shake".

And those big sunglasses, they look like big sunglasses, but they're actually worn while sleeping so you won't notice.

"Haha, Dad, look how useful they are now, right?"

"Well, you shouldn't have said that. Now that you've mentioned it, I feel even more like I bought a bunch of junk."

"Tch..." Chen An'an pouted, "I just don't have enough pocket money, otherwise I would definitely buy my sister another LV bag."

Why would you buy that thing?

"Of course we're putting diapers on her, what else can we do?"

"I'm starting to admire your imagination. If the staff inside find out, see if they'll let you in."

You know what... this idea is actually pretty good.

He used to hear women often showing off their newly bought LV bags.

It's as if you can use a bag to show how high your status is.

He had to admit that he thought this kind of woman was quite superficial.

It's just a cheap bag that costs less than a thousand to make; it's hardly a luxury item.

The real luxury items that can be flaunted are large shopping malls, five-star hotels, and super-large cruise ships at sea.

Chen An'an was overjoyed when she heard that her dad was really going to buy her a bag.

With my dad taking care of me, I can buy whatever I want.

Chen An'an swaggered into the luxury store as if she were browsing a roadside stall.

Seeing a bag hanging high up, she said, "Let's take this down and take a look."

"Young lady, that's a limited edition that came out this year. Are you sure you want to see it?"

If Song Yanxi were here, she would definitely take it immediately.

She has a certain air about her, but she's only six or seven years old.

If you don't handle it carefully, what if you get it dirty?

"Limited edition? That's great, perfect for storing diapers for my sister."

Chen An'an remembered that her mother's LaFerrari was a limited edition, even cooler than her father's black LaFerrari.

When it was driven to the school, a lot of people gathered to watch.

Salesperson: "..."

Do you want to hear what you said?
Packaging diapers with a limited-edition brand name, you really have a knack for that.

Why aren't you taking it yet?

Chen An'an was dissatisfied, feeling that she had been treated unfairly, as they wouldn't even show her a tattered bag.

"This Bao Gong is worth over 300,000."

"Dad, please put some money into my allowance card. I need it to buy diapers for my sister."

Chen An'an arrogantly made her father pay for everything, as she had bought many designer brands herself.

I've never seen a single family refuse to even show it to her.

My sister's diapers must be treated with special care.

So what if it's 300,000? If my dad gets angry, he'll buy you the whole store.

After paying, Chen An'an picked it up and started swinging it on the ground.

This left the salesperson standing nearby completely dumbfounded.

After they left, Chen Pingsheng reminded her:

"Stop pretending, why do you have to pick on this shabby bag?"

"That's because some of Mom's former colleagues always showed off this shabby bag in front of her."

Chen An'an smashed her newly bought limited edition bag on the ground, "Hmph, I'll let them show off, let them look down on me. It's just a cheap bag, what's so great about it?"

Chen Pingsheng patted her head. Children really do hold grudges; she still remembers things from the past.

"Let's go, let's go have dinner with your mother."

(End of this chapter)