The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

A university dormitory in Beijing.

Rabbit Sister hasn't gone home yet; she only started watching live streams online recently.

I saw a chubby little girl who was really cute, so I took out some of my meager allowance to support her.

She thought the little girl was so smart; she could perform a complete set of mantis boxing at only nine years old.

They can also play the erhu and suona.

She seems to have a lot of strange and unusual knowledge, which is completely unlike when she was little.

Aside from decent grades, he's utterly useless.

It's already the end of the year, and it'll be March soon.

The worst part was that she submitted dozens of resumes, but they all disappeared without a trace.

The spring recruitment season for universities is just around the corner.

This is her last chance; if she can't find a good company this time...

She's really going to become a cashier.

After studying for so many years, I didn't want to do this.

I want to cry without tears.

The only time I find it interesting is when I watch this girl's live stream at night.

The little girl is great in every way, except she likes to brag a little.

He lives in a courtyard house, and you can even watch baby sharks in his room. He can spout all sorts of nonsense without batting an eye.

Aside from his tendency to boast, he doesn't seem to have any other flaws.

She really admires him; he's incredibly talented.

There are six girls in the dormitory.

The three who went back all had jobs, while the three who hadn't found work could only stay here to prepare for the upcoming spring recruitment season.

A few days later, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Yang Xi, the younger sister, arrived at the designated location, a deer antler coffee shop outside the school.

She didn't come alone; she came with two of her roommates from the dormitory.

Just around the corner, in front of the coffee shop, I saw a little girl dressed as a beggar.

There was also a small erhu on its back.

Isn't this Xiao An'an who can play the erhu?
She knew she was bragging, claiming to be the heir to a billion-dollar family fortune. Luckily, she was smart and didn't believe a word of it.

Yang Xi went behind her and quietly patted her on the shoulder, "Little An'an."

Chen An'an turned her head to look behind her, and there stood her sister Mian, who had always supported her.

"Huh... Sister Yang Xi!"

Chen An'an was very happy. This was her first time meeting someone in person after meeting them online, and it felt very novel.

"Little An'an, didn't your parents come?"

Yang Xi looked around and, apart from a few mysterious men in black not far away, she didn't seem to see any adults with her.

This feels weird.

Does she really trust her parents to let a nine-year-old girl wander around alone like this?

Chen An'an said, "My dad wouldn't care about those things."

She just thought it would be fun, so she came out to meet them.

Yang Xi was unaware of her family situation, yet he still took the initiative to invite her to a lavish meal.

It's probably one of those smaller restaurants.

Many restaurants here closed for the Lunar New Year holiday, and most of them reopened on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year.

Chen An'an just wandered around with them without spending a penny.

Yang Xi treated her to food and drinks because he wanted to take care of her.

The main reason was that she thought a nine-year-old girl wouldn't have much money.

When she got home, Chen Pingsheng hadn't gone out yet; he was lying on the rocking chair in the yard, playing with the little kid.

Chen Xinyi has a small pigtail tied on top of her head, and her silly, giggling expression is especially cute.

"Dad, I need to talk to you about something."

"Can you possibly have anything serious to do?"

Whenever Chen An'an needed his help, she would always offer to massage his shoulders first, and today was no exception.

"Dad, I went to see Sister Rabbit today."

“I know, she also treated you to a cup of milk tea and some fried dumplings and fried tofu! Your Uncle Zhao told me all about it.”

Uncle Zhao is Zhao Yimin, who served as the head of the security affairs team for their family for more than a year.

Even the big kid has to call him "uncle".

"Dad, I don't make friends based on money. Sister Rabbit is having a hard time finding a job, could you help her out?"

Chen An'an shook his arm.

Chen Pingsheng said, "Okay, you can have her come to the house tomorrow. Also, when did you learn to deliberately pretend to be broke? You even made a few college girls with little money pay for you when you were out and about."

Chen An'an was taught from a young age not to take advantage of others, which is why she is quickly welcomed wherever she goes and people call her "Sister An'an".

Chen An'an giggled, "I wasn't pretending on purpose, Sister Rabbit didn't ask me."

She skipped and hopped to her room, and invited Yang Xi and the others to her house for dinner again.

It's almost the end of the year again, and it's really tough for her, a girl who didn't even go home for the New Year.

Chen Pingsheng noticed that they had been chatting for several days.

I wonder who that chatty brat learned it from.

Sometimes even he can't stand it.

This girl can actually keep up with her awkward conversations for over an hour; it's unbelievable.

The key point is that she genuinely didn't know that the big kid was rich.

Before she knew it, Chen An'an's friends were all much older than her.

Yang Xi thought about it for a while before agreeing to go to someone else's house for dinner.

The main thing is to get the consent of my two roommates.

When they came this way, they passed a fruit shop, and Yang Xi even went inside to pick out a small durian.

Even though durians cost tens of yuan per kilogram, she can only buy smaller ones.

I also picked out some apples and bananas. No matter whose house you visit during the Lunar New Year, you still have to bring a gift.

She worked part-time jobs for a year during her senior year of college, which was a way for her to gain experience before entering the workforce. She did have a little bit of savings, but not much.

After she took a taxi to the vicinity of the location, she even doubted whether she had gone to the wrong place.

Who in Beijing doesn't know Nanluoguxiang?

This is absolutely the ceiling for housing prices in China; people outside have no idea what price any random unit here is asking.

It can only be said that there are specific standards for housing prices, but courtyard houses are truly nonexistent.

The same courtyard house could sell for 500 million or 1 billion.

It all depends on how the homeowner decides.

The scarcity of these houses is just outrageous.

Yang Xi couldn't walk anymore after arriving here, so Chen An'an came out to meet her.

They had guests at her house today; Rabbit Sister wasn't the only one, but Chen An'an was very happy.

“Sister Yang Xi, an older sister whom my dad invested in before is also here. I think she went to the same school as you.”

"Who's from the same school as me?" Yang Xi asked her curiously.

"Sister Qiuyan, she often helps me with my homework, but what a pity, does she need to be taught my talent? I just can't learn it anyway."

This is no exaggeration; she really doesn't know it, especially those English words.

They were completely baffled at first glance.

She used to force herself to memorize vocabulary in the bathroom, and she would wear a tape recorder around her neck to listen to the words every day.

Her father was almost moved by her diligence and eagerness to learn.

Later, someone asked her, "An'an, you're working so hard, you'll definitely learn English well. How many words have you memorized yet?"

Chen An'an casually held up three fingers—not three hundred, and certainly not three thousand.

Thirty is still a little short, you heard right, it's three.

One "NO", one "Hello", and one "I love oil".

Such talent is simply awe-inspiring and astounding; even dogs would shake their heads in disbelief.

After that, Chen Pingsheng stopped asking about her English grades.

The only good thing was that every English exam had many multiple-choice questions.

She could fill in ABCD randomly and still get a score of ten or so.

It's not just about hanging eggs.

"Xiao An'an, you don't mean to say that she still has the surname Chu, do you? Chu Qiuyan is the most glamorous person in our school."

Yang Xi said, "I haven't seen her for almost a year. I only see news about her online from time to time."

Thinking of Chu Qiuyan, who used to sell milk tea outside the school, she felt that life is unpredictable and that everything is interconnected.

Who would have thought that she would become the female CEO of a listed company before even graduating?

She is also the youngest female CEO in the stock market and the only female college student in China to become a CEO.

When you bestow these titles upon someone, you realize just how glamorous they are.

"Sister Qiuyan is so amazing!"

Chen An'an scratched her head. "She even came to teach me English words last time. She was probably shocked by my unparalleled talent. Later, she switched to teaching me the multiplication tables. How come I didn't know she was so good?"

"Are you really talking about Chu Qiuyan?"

Yang Xi asked her with wide eyes.

"Yes, she helps with cooking at my house."

Chen An'an looked at Yang Xi very seriously. Why do you all say she's amazing, but I don't feel it at all?

Is she incredibly talented herself?
Haha, that must be it.

"Your dad isn't the chairman of Tengying Group, is he?"

It's no wonder Yang Xi asked in such shock, since most students in her school could recite Chu Qiuyan's story by heart.

A legend living among us.

It all started when that uncle on a bicycle came over and ordered a milk tea from her.

As we all know, the uncle on the bicycle turned out to be unfathomable.

In less than a year, she transformed her small 10-square-meter milk tea shop into the CEO of Bobo Milk Tea, a nationwide chain with thousands of stores.

The experience involved would seem like a dream to a normal person just by thinking about it.

It's so unreal.

Their school later learned that the man was none other than the chairman of the renowned Tengying Group in Beijing.

Countless people are still eagerly hoping to join his Tengying Group during the spring recruitment season at universities.

Seriously speaking, anyone who knows about the benefits at Tencent Film Studio would be desperate to get in.

She is no exception.

However, Yang Xi didn't believe he could break through that one percent chance.

There are just too many resumes being sent to Tencent Film Studio now.

She's not that outstanding, so how could such a fantastic opportunity possibly fall into her lap?
Look next to her, little An'an can play the erhu!

Is she the daughter of the chairman of Tengying Group?

With this identity, he plays the erhu on live stream and even says he'll use the money he earns to support his family.

Don't be ridiculous!

The key is that if you give her a small flower costing a dime, she'll turn her back and stick out her fat chicken butt.

I'll give you a serious performance of "Erhu Reflecting the Moon".

You said this little girl is the heiress of the group, the eldest princess of Tengying.

I even chatted with her online for over a month.

"Is my dad really that amazing?"

Chen An'an asked Yang Xi very seriously.

Yang Xi didn't know how to respond, so she could only nod passively.

Are you kidding me? This is a group that thousands of students want to join.

He is also the only chairman and founder among them.

How should we evaluate this young college graduate?
Chen An'an was secretly pleased, but pretended not to care.

"It's so-so. Even my dad, who's very capable, often forgets to bring toilet paper when he goes to the bathroom."

(End of this chapter)