The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

September marks the beginning of autumn.

If we're talking about a major event for the Chen family, it's undoubtedly Chen An'an starting school.

Chen An'an, who had been having a blast for two months, was still in a daze when school started.

Forgetful, listless, and lacking energy—that was her current state.

Completely different from her holiday frenzy, she became utterly bored and lifeless once school started.

Just like us who were suddenly notified to go back to work after a three-day holiday.

Song Yanxi was busy taking care of her, and even the little girl didn't know what was going on.

There was even a red ribbon tied around its head, with four large characters on it that were quite eye-catching.

Study hard!

"Go, sister! I want to study too!"

The chubby girl saw her older sister go to school and wanted to go too.

I just love how well they fit my feet.

Chen An'an only returned to Shanghai from Hong Kong last night with great reluctance.

Children's happiness comes from holidays.

The moment a child is told to go to school is the most painful moment.

"Chen An'an, if you come home at the bottom of your class again this year, I'll beat you up."

Chen An'an really wanted to remind her that her father had said the same thing last year.

Mom, did you say that the year before last, and that affected her getting the lowest score on the exam?
This is definitely a family gene, okay?
On the first day of school in Shanghai, it even rained heavily.

It's okay, it doesn't affect their luxury car travel at all.

The moment the standard Rolls-Royce umbrella is opened, my boss An'an's imposing aura is immediately apparent.

She's really something else; she changed schools three times by the fourth grade of elementary school.

I transferred from Shijingshan No.1 Primary School to Beijing International School, and then from Beijing International School to Shanghai International School.

Sigh! It must be really tough on her teachers.

September 1st is the start of the school year, and there are still a lot of cars on the road.

Chen An'an sat in the passenger seat and even opened the window, letting some of the torrential rain outside in.

It didn't stop her from covering herself with a plastic bag; she just wanted to compose a poem amidst such beautiful scenery.

"Dad, do you think that when I grow up, instead of inheriting the family's billions, I can put some pressure on myself and become a great master?"

“Yes,” Chen Pingsheng said. “It’s just that your dad will spend more money to find some writers to spout nonsense and drivel.”

"You can spend money on this?"

Chen An'an asked in confusion, "Isn't it said that scholars have pride? Dad, did you bribe my teacher?"

"Those with pride are a very small minority; most people bow down to money."

Chen Pingsheng felt that at her age, he could take the initiative to teach her some principles, since she would inherit the family property when she grew up.

"You want me to bribe your teacher? Chen An'an, that's a dangerous idea of ​​yours."

Chen An'an didn't say anything; she was just thinking about how to greet and introduce herself when she met her new classmates.

Do you want the kind that makes a splash, or the kind that keeps a low profile?

After thinking about it, I think it's best to keep a low profile for now.

It's worth mentioning that she and Yang Xiaole were in the same class.

Given Yang Xiaole's family's financial situation, they definitely couldn't afford to send her to an international primary school; it was her family who sponsored her education.

This can also be seen as finding a childhood academic star friend for Chen An'an.

When we arrived at the international primary school, there were so many cars!

They all start at the level of BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi), and you won't see a single domestically produced car in the entire country.

Chen Pingsheng's grand illusion is naturally still top-tier in this game.

However, it was also impossible to pass through smoothly.

It's better to stop by the roadside, get out, and walk. Chen Pingsheng and Song Yanxi share an umbrella, just like countless ordinary parents.

He eagerly sent his daughter to school.

It's just that Little Fatty didn't come; otherwise, she would definitely be thinking of going to school too.

Chen An'an carried her signature big yellow backpack to school. She chose the big yellow backpack mainly because it was eye-catching.

Chen An'an is a conspicuous bag wherever she goes.

School bullying has been rampant in recent years.

The only good thing about Chen An'an is that she never has to worry about this.

If anyone tries to bully her, she can kick them into a latrine with her chubby little leg.

That's how awesome she is.

His grades were definitely not good, but he was in the best class in Shanghai.

With all sorts of expenses added up each year, 500,000 is just the starting point.

Those who can afford to spend 500,000 yuan on tuition to educate their children must be families with an annual income of several million yuan.

Chen An'an's teacher was a very gentle woman named Wen Qing.

Her attire was also very appropriate, consisting of light-colored tight jeans and a white shirt.

Her hair was also jet black and straight, cascading down her shoulders.

Two new students joined the class: Chen An'an and Yang Xiaole.

Wen Qing called Chen An'an up on stage to introduce herself. She certainly wouldn't be intimidated by such a small occasion.

Chen An'an looked at her classmates and said seriously, "Hello everyone, my dad's name is Chen Pingsheng, and my mom's name is Song Yanxi. They are ordinary people, but they gave birth to a very extraordinary person like me."

"I excel at everything except academic performance."

"Besides grades, I enjoy my food."

"Besides my grades, my dad praises me every day."

Okay... Yang Xiaole was the first to clap enthusiastically, the exact opposite of Chen An'an.

Aside from grades, no one is as good as her at anything else.

Chen An'an suddenly felt a little embarrassed and told her to stop, "Keep it down, keep it down, there are teachers watching."

The smile on her lips never stopped; indeed, wherever An'an goes, she's the most dazzling girl.

Even the teacher, Wen Qing, exclaimed, "Wow, this is a little bully!"

Chen An'an, whose parents are ordinary people, was seated in the middle.

Yang Xiaole lived next door, especially since it was their first day of school.

Wen Qing didn't know anything about her background, but she still asked Chen An'an two simple questions.

Seriously, it's not simple at all.

Chen An'an stood up helplessly and said, "Teacher, this is too easy. You should give me a more difficult one. Let my representative, Yang Xiaole, answer it first."

Yang Xiaole stood up and answered the teacher's question fluently.

No wonder he's a top student; his grades are truly exceptional.

Wen Qing looked at Chen An'an thoughtfully. Although the children in the international class all had parents who were from the upper-middle class.

But when Chen An'an entered the school, the principal gave her a few special instructions.

Tell her to be more serious and teach her properly.

It's obvious that her parents are not the ordinary people she described.

Rather, they are upper-class individuals who possess certain social resources.

Judging from her expression, the questions were probably too easy.

Wen Qing increased the difficulty and asked Chen An'an to answer the question again.

Chen An'an shook her head, looking helpless. "Teacher, I'm already nine years old. These questions are too easy for me. Xiao Le, you should do them."

On her first day of school, Chen An'an tried her best to act like a top student.

In a few more days, she definitely won't be able to continue acting.

Because there will be a preliminary assessment test.

Yang Xiaole's grades are exceptionally good; if he continues like this, getting into Tsinghua or Peking University shouldn't be a problem.

Wen Qing couldn't figure out Chen An'an's true strength for the time being, but there was no rush; she would find out during the exam.

When get out of class ended, Yang Xiaole naturally went to find Chen An'an to play. Another classmate also came to find her to play.

Chen An'an immediately took out her little erhu and played a piece, leaving her classmates quite astonished.

Her unpretentious international class started its semester in this quiet and unassuming way.

……

Two days later, Wen Qing drove his little Audi to visit students' homes as usual.

To put it simply, it's about understanding the student's family education situation so that we can provide more targeted educational guidance in the classroom.

Today she came to the home of Chen An'an, a student in the class who seemed to have excellent grades and was also extremely talented.

After three days of pretending, Chen An'an managed to fool everyone, including her tutor.

Chen An'an's home address: Tan Palace.

Wen Qing was also somewhat surprised. Similar to Barker Road in Hong Kong, being able to live in the Tan Palace in Shanghai is itself a significant achievement.

They are either from families with deep-rooted traditions or business tycoons.

Without exception, this home visit deserved her careful consideration.

After Wen Qing drove in, Song Yanxi specially came to greet him outside.

The child's teacher must be treated well.

Song Yanxi adopted the Hong Kong custom and also keeps two top chefs on hand in Shanghai.

She brought both fruit and gifts, making Wen Qing feel a little embarrassed.

They kept praising Chen An'an for being obedient and for being so popular with her classmates.

As for that last sentence, Song Yanxi instinctively felt something was wrong.

“Since the start of the school year, An’an has been saying that Yang Xiaole should answer all questions below the Olympiad level. An’an’s mom, has she ever won any math Olympiad competitions?”

Chen An'an's heart skipped a beat, and she knew something was wrong.

Forget about winning an Olympiad-level championship, she's never even been in the top 20 of her class.

The only time was when I swapped exam names with someone who had good grades.

What level is Olympia? She's just bragging a little. How could the teacher bring it home to talk about it?
Noticing her mother's unfriendly gaze, Chen An'an immediately said, "Teacher Wen, you haven't eaten yet, have you? We order dishes by flipping a card at home. Why don't you order two dishes first? Our chef makes delicious food."

Is that so?
She had never seen a place where you could choose your meals by flipping a card.

Life in a wealthy family is indeed so simple and unpretentious.

Gained knowledge.

"Chen An'an, come in here for a moment."

If the teacher is present, it's definitely not appropriate to criticize.

Song Yanxi never expected that this brat could actually fool the teachers so well at school.

What kind of outrageous and unethical operation is this?
Chen An'an obediently followed her mother into the room, and also pulled her younger sister in with her.

If Song Yanxi speaks even slightly louder, the little girl will cry.

If you scold her sister, the little brat will burst into tears.

If she doesn't do this, her older sister will eat her chicken princess.

So pitiful.

She cried especially loudly when she thought about the chicken princess's death.

"Chen An'an, you're something else! Not only can you fool the teacher, but you can also steal your sister away."

Song Yanxi had nowhere to vent her anger, so she could only glare at her fiercely.

Chen An'an quickly explained, "Mom, lies will eventually be exposed. I'm just trying to experience what it's like to be a top student before the bubble bursts."

Seriously, the big kid's grades are definitely not good.

But that doesn't stop her from having a sharp tongue.

A whole bunch of fallacies.

It makes you want to get angry, but you don't even know where to begin.

Song Yanxi stared at her with exasperation, "Can't you just study hard and give it your all? What good does it do to fool your teacher like this?"

"Mom." Chen An'an blinked her big, bright eyes and said seriously, "I have to admit that the half of my genes that belong to Mom are particularly outstanding, but Dad dragged me down."

“My dad’s former classmates all said that he had terrible grades since he was a child. I have a perfect foundation based on my dad’s genes. Mom, you can’t blame me. I also tried to use my mom’s excellent genes to overcome my dad’s poor academic performance, but… I couldn’t.”

Chen An'an shook his head and spread his hands, looking quite helpless.

Song Yanxi was completely taken aback by her.

Her poor academic performance is probably due to her father's genes.

However, she was secretly pleased that the little guy could still talk.

The implication was that she, as the mother, had good genes.

Since she's already said that, how can I blame her?

Chen An'an is quite adept at conning people.

No matter how smart you are, just look at that sincere little expression on her face.

He wouldn't say a bad word about it.

That's just how she is; she's incredibly talented.

It just exploded in the wrong place.

Song Yanxi led her out, and she was too lazy to expose her. On the day of the exam, the teacher would naturally know about her super-bad study physique.

Song Yanxi was very polite, as it was inappropriate for Teacher Wen Qing to give such an expensive gift on her first visit.

Some small gifts are still presentable.

For example, a Cartier watch worth over 100,000 yuan quietly ended up in her pocket.

Regardless, the parents still had a long-term plan for their daughter.

At noon, Wen Qing ate lunch at their place again. She was going to visit several other students' homes later.

We can't afford to waste too much time.

As soon as the teacher left, Chen An'an became energetic again.

That's what a genius is.

When Chen Pingsheng returned home, Song Yanxi happily told him, "Your daughter said you have bad genes; you're the type who will fail as soon as you start studying."

"That's what she said?"

Chen Pingsheng picked at his ears, almost thinking he had misheard.

It seems like Song Yanxi made a mistake, or maybe it was intentional.

After saying "Uh-huh," Chen An'an, who was still wiggling her fat chicken butt and doing a hip-twisting dance in the backyard, was dragged to the middle of the hall.

"Chen An'an, you didn't say that the day before yesterday, did you?"

What did she say the day before yesterday?

Oh... I remember now.

The greatest honor of my life is being my father's daughter, the all-powerful Master Chen.

The daughter born to a wealthy and beautiful man is also exceptionally intelligent.

What had she said reached her father's ears? A bad feeling welled up inside him.

Before she could even come up with an excuse, Chen Pingsheng immediately cut off her allowance for a month.

Chen An'an was dumbfounded.

Song Yanxi chuckled. "You little brat, you think you can complain about your dad in front of me? I'll sue you to death."

Chen An'an was truly at her wit's end this time.

How can I survive without pocket money?

I could see that my younger sister was still holding a hundred yuan in her hand, which Grandma had given her to buy lollipops.

Chen An'an grabbed it, "Eat, eat, all you know is eating, be careful you don't lose all your teeth."

Chen Xinyi was stunned, and pouted as if she wanted to cry.

Halfway through her crying, Chen An'an glared at her chicken princess, while Chen Xinyi smacked her lips and managed to hold back the tears that were about to fall.

Chen An'an is quite adept at bullying her younger sister; her allowance was confiscated at the very beginning of this month.

Even a tiny mosquito is still meat.

(End of this chapter)