The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

It's already the last day of July.

It has been about fifty days since the Worry-Free Restaurant opened.

Chen An'an mingled with the stall owners here, and Chen Pingsheng himself was almost the same.

He was carrying a newly bought large soft-shelled turtle, which the shop owner said was wild and he had caught with great difficulty.

If I knew him, I'd sell it to him for 600 yuan; if I didn't know him, I'd probably sell it for 400 yuan.

Chen Pingsheng carried the wild turtle home, intending to make soup for Xiaopiya and the others.

Along the way, we also encountered Ah Qiang's fried rice. This guy had disappeared for more than half a month and finally started setting up his stall again.

The other middle-aged vendor selling offal was scolding his son; everyone else was setting up their stalls, but his son was off playing cards with someone.

You played cards and still lost several thousand dollars, you deserve to be scolded.

Song Shuiqing finally found out where her brother-in-law was from Song Jun, and that's how she sneaked over.

Half of the summer vacation had passed, and Chen An'an had matured quite a bit. When she saw her arrive, she was initially happy before asking, "Aunt Shuiqing, did you squander your startup fund again?"

"No way."

Song Shuiqing said, "I've come to report good news. Your Aunt Shuiqing has successfully turned a loss into a profit. Isn't that amazing?"

"Not impressive."

Chen An'an spoke frankly, "It's been so long, many people have made money by now, Aunt Shuiqing, how dare you show off this?"

Song Shuiqing's breath hitched. Can we not talk like this?

"An'an, is your dad just going to stay here and be the head chef all this time?"

“That’s right,” Chen An’an said proudly. “My dad is very capable, and he has many loyal customers who love his cooking.”

Alright... Song Shuiqing was speechless.

She didn't come here for money; she mainly wanted to inquire about the next steps in the development.

Leaving aside Kuaishou, Douyin's traffic is clearly increasing.

Even many people around her have started posting this every day.

She even wanted to ask her brother-in-law if Douyin, with its continued development, could replace Kuaishou.

Chen Pingsheng brought the turtle into the house and, seeing her, invited her to have dinner together.

They eat dinner quite early here, usually finishing around 4 PM.

Customers will start arriving at five o'clock.

Douyin has been developing rapidly this year and is poised to surpass Kuaishou.

Chen Pingsheng only told her to plan on both sides, and there was no need to abandon the other side just because one side was developing rapidly.

Besides Xinteng Live, he also owns Tengyou Media.

"Brother-in-law, how long are you planning to stay here? Yanxi is about to give birth, shouldn't you go back?"

"almost."

Chen Pingsheng calculated the time, "At most another week!"

His wife has been admitted to the best hospital, and he needs to go back to manage the household.

"That would be great."

Song Shuiqing said happily, "Brother-in-law, you don't know, since you came here, so many people have been looking for you. Even if you do nothing at home, everyone feels like they have a pillar of support. This time, only Song Jun knew your whereabouts. I had a hard time finding out."

"Alright, do you think you can't live without me around?"

Chen Pingsheng said, "Never develop this kind of dependency mentality, it's very dangerous."

When Chen An'an suddenly heard that she had to leave, she was actually a little reluctant.

I still remember when she first arrived, she dreamed of going home every day.

They have a super villa with a huge swimming pool and endless money.

And superyachts, private jets, etc.

On the other hand, there's nothing here.

She still works here every day, serving tea and water to people.

Why wasn't she as happy as she had imagined about going back?
That evening, Chen An'an went to see her Aunt Pei Yao.

Jiang Peiyao had been with her the whole time, and now that she was leaving, she wanted to ask Aunt Peiyao if she would feel a little reluctant to part with her.

Jiang Peiyao really didn't.

Her only gain during this period was being able to stay by her brother-in-law's side every day; that was all.

This is a training ground that my brother-in-law specially gave to his daughter, not for her to practice here.

Perhaps sensing the hint of reluctance in Chen An'an's heart, Jiang Peiyao took the initiative to ask her, "An'an, is there still a wish you haven't fulfilled here?"

"There are many more."

Chen An'an said seriously, "After that woman left Brother Qiang, he was still depressed every day. And what about those kind little stall owners at our door? Are they going to set up stalls here for the rest of their lives and do hard and tiring work for the rest of their lives?"

Jiang Peiyao had just finished showering and was still wearing a girlish pink nightgown, her skin was fair and her legs were long.

“They make a living this way. Not everyone can live the life they want through their own efforts. An’an, you are already very lucky. Your dad used to work even harder than them.”

"Of course I know that."

Chen An'an said, "It's just that I've spent almost two months with everyone, and I'm a little reluctant to leave suddenly. You see, the uncle selling beef offal across the street, he's never been in good health and never goes to the hospital. And his son really loves playing cards, and the tofu seller next door..."

She could remember all these people's habits perfectly.

Jiang Peiyao also admires An'an, who has been kind since childhood.

Even after being falsely accused by that beggar, she remained kind. Perhaps this summer will leave a deep impression on her.

She and her father, in the end, did not belong to this urban village.

Sooner or later, everyone will have to leave.

The next day.

Chen An'an greeted everyone warmly and even invited the nearby stall owners to her home for a meal.

She even offered discounts of up to 90% to others, and the stall owners in the neighborhood all liked this young girl quite a bit.

This caused Chen Pingsheng a lot of trouble.

On a sweltering day, he stayed in the kitchen alone, cooking non-stop.

Shanghai calendar date: August 7, 2017.

The Worry-Free Restaurant, which had been in operation for almost two months, has officially come to an end.

"Master Chen, why did you close the shop?"

"Yes, let's persevere for a while longer, and maybe business will improve."

The nearby stall owners all came to persuade him, saying that running a shop is not easy and he shouldn't close down so easily.

It will be difficult to open a store again in the future.

Unlike the disappointment in their eyes, there was no trace of frustration in Chen Pingsheng's eyes, only a calm indifference from beginning to end.

"Never mind, the restaurant didn't work out because my cooking skills weren't good enough. I'll come back here to open a shop again if I have the chance in the future."

"Oh, what a pity."

“Master Chen, remember to tell me before you open your shop. We may not have much else, but we can each give you tens of thousands of yuan as investment capital.”

Chen Pingsheng is a popular person wherever he goes.

Regardless of whether it's just politeness or not, he'll remember the favor.

"Thank you all."

"An'an, remember to come visit me often after you leave!"

"Okay." Chen An'an's tears were almost falling. "Uncle Niu, you should smoke less in the future, lose some weight, and play less cards. You can only lose, you can't win."

Chen An'an, like a little adult, gave instructions to each of them one by one.

Just as they were about to leave, another young man suddenly appeared.

He also brought four or five accomplices to express their love to Jiang Peiyao with flowers in hand.

Ever since they arrived here, this young man has been relentlessly pursuing Jiang Peiyao.

Unfortunately, Chen An'an's aunt, Pei Yao, could not possibly belong to an urban village.

That young man who was obsessed with making short videos was destined to be disappointed.

Jiang Peiyao rejected him as always.

He was still unwilling to give up and wanted to secretly follow Jiang Peiyao out to see why she kept rejecting him.

The roads inside the urban village are winding and circuitous.

But at this very intersection, five top-of-the-line Rolls-Royces are parked.

Meanwhile, there is also a secretary named Zhang Wanyi who is so beautiful that it's hard to look directly at her.

We eagerly await the return of the big boss of Tengying Group.

The big boss of Tencent Video, who has been missing for almost two months, can only be contacted via video.

All important meetings could only be communicated to him in the form of documents.

Initially, the entire Tengying Group experienced a lot of discomfort.

After all these years, the group's development has been entirely driven by Chen Pingsheng personally.

Without him, it's like there's no soul; everyone can only stick to their jobs.

It's difficult to make any major breakthroughs.

"Uncle Chen."

"big boss."

Various titles followed one after another.

Zhang Wanyi took the initiative to open the door of the boss's private car, as a gesture of the utmost respect to welcome the big boss back.

Not far away, the group of young people who had chased after them were completely dumbfounded.

What's going on here? Are they filming a TV series?
"Brother Sheng, should we continue chasing?"

"Why bother chasing them? They're clearly not on the same wavelength."

"Bullshit, our Brother Sheng is so talented, fortunes change every thirty years, let them wait and see!"

"Let's go shoot some short videos."

A group of young people left with high spirits.

Chen Pingsheng's convoy also left the place where he had lived for almost two months.

Chen An'an herself looked back three times, reluctant to leave.

After she left, she was no longer the head waitress, but the famous Princess An'an of Shanghai.

The change in identity can also bring about the biggest gap between people.

Perhaps the next time we meet, it will be difficult for us to greet each other as warmly as before!
(End of this chapter)