The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chen Pingsheng went up to find his wife.

Song Yanxi does postpartum recovery exercises every day, mainly because she wants to get back in shape as soon as possible!
Women tend to gain weight for a period of time after giving birth; some recover quickly, while others do not.

His wife is clearly the type to recover quickly, after all, a nutritionist and a fitness instructor are standard accompaniments.

Everything was done to help her recover to her best condition within three months.

The three little ones at home are playing separately now, but it definitely won't be as lively at home once they start school.

August flew by, and September is already the start of the new school year.

Not only do older kids have to go to school, but younger kids do too.

Her mother specially found the best kindergarten nearby for her, which is only a ten-minute walk away even without a car.

These days, getting into those good kindergartens often requires connections.

Parents are trying all sorts of ways to get in line and so on.

Erpiya definitely didn't need to; she went directly.

Her sister and Chen Pingsheng took her there together; the kindergarten teacher was a very young one.

She was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and quite pretty.

Er Yatou gave herself a good pep talk, then turned around and went to her own kindergarten class.

The children inside were all quite young, the youngest being just over three years old like her, and the oldest being only four or less.

They're all kids from wealthy families, and they're all very polite.

Because Erpiya is in kindergarten, she couldn't attend her older sister's opening ceremony.

Chen Pingsheng accompanied Chen An'an.

When she entered the school, she ran into her best friends Xiao Zi and Xiao Mi. A summer vacation passed and the two of them didn't change much.

They seem to have grown a little bit taller, and they all came with their parents.

Chen An'an was acting mysteriously, insisting on waiting until the entrance ceremony was over before letting him leave.

Chen Pingsheng thought something serious had happened, but it turned out that she had written a thousand-word essay about her father during the summer vacation.

The opening line is: My dad may not be handsome, but he is the most charming father in the world.

The rest is a long, rambling account, mainly about what she saw and heard during the summer vacation.

Her time in the urban village made her realize the responsibilities of a company.

It also made her realize that many people are still struggling to survive at the bottom of society.

Those people may never have eaten breakfast at a five-star hotel, let alone afford milk and wine specially supplied from abroad.

But they can see the earliest sun and linger under the latest city streetlights.

To be fair, her short essay was quite well-written.

Many parents in the audience knew her name was Chen An'an and that her father was Chen Pingsheng.

A top entrepreneur in Shanghai, and a well-known figure in the business world.

Most people wouldn't know how a big shot like him would educate his daughter; it turns out his methods are quite unconventional.

It has special significance.

After Chen An'an finished her essay, the teacher also invited Chen Pingsheng to the stage.

The main purpose was to ask him to share his educational philosophy.

Chen Pingsheng shared a point: the rich enjoy the best resources in society.

Their growth is also accompanied by various forms of education.

In terms of knowledge and worldview, they are naturally much better than the average rural child.

But this also makes it easy to become detached from reality.

In other words, it's about pursuing abstract concepts rather than practical ones, or even akin to "Why don't they eat meat porridge?"

What Chen Pingsheng cares about most is that his children must have the right values ​​when they grow up.

They can also clearly understand that living is not an easy thing.

Never look down on those who work hard because of your own material conditions.

He only said a few words briefly, without overshadowing the host. Even when the host repeatedly invited him to speak, he wouldn't say much.

The children who can attend international schools in Shanghai are all from high-income families.

Everyone understands the principles, but the key is how parents set a good example.

Chen An'an seemed especially happy; she had even lost a little weight during the two months of summer vacation.

Perhaps when she enters junior high school, she will truly begin to blossom into a graceful young woman.

As a father, he was also really looking forward to that day.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, after Er Yatou got out of school, Chen Pingsheng drove her to pick her up.

Seeing her looking sullen, Chen Pingsheng asked her, "Er Ya, why do you seem unhappy? Are any classmates bullying you?"

"certainly not."

How could she be bullied? Apart from her sister, no one could suppress her.

Er Yatou asked in confusion, "Today, the teacher was doing a spot check on stage. She said she wanted to test our basic skills and preschool education. I recited more than ten of the 300 Tang poems, but she wouldn't let me recite any more."

"Oh...maybe it's because you're too smart!"

"No way! My sister said she could recite the multiplication tables backwards when she was one year old, could do mantis boxing when she was two, and could create things on her own when she was three. How am I that smart...?"

The poor little one has clearly been fooled by her sister.

"Your sister can also be creative? What is she creative about?"

"Of course, it's poetry that has resonated throughout history."

Erpiya recited her sister's famous poem in a very serious manner: "We drank too much water at night, so we went to pee together. You peed into a hole, and I peed into a line."

"My sister is so talented! She actually came up with such a brilliant poem about peeing. Dad, am I too stupid?"

Chen Pingsheng's stiff neck had nowhere to stretch, which meant that Big Fart wasn't around.

Otherwise, you'd get hit by two big shovels, one high and one low.

"Your sister is just bragging."

The second daughter is still blindly worshipping her academically challenged older sister.

After thinking it over, Chen Pingsheng realized he had to make the mistress leave her older sister.

Big-skinned kid is terrible at writing; he'd be a complete limp when it comes to fooling children.

She has a knack for being a social butterfly, but if she keeps going like this, Er Yatou and Xiao San will eventually be fooled by her.

Chen An'an will definitely finish class later than Er Yatou, one at 4 o'clock and the other at 4:30.

She is a star student at this school; almost half of the students know her.

The younger ones call her Sister An'an, while her classmates call her Big Sister An'an.

She's the kind of person who will never experience school bullying.

If you bully me, three big purses will send you back to your parents' home.

Chen An'an was very proud of herself. She felt that the essay she wrote today was, if not earth-shattering, then unprecedented and unparalleled.

It’s just too amazing.

No sooner had she gotten on the bus than her father delivered a devastating blow to her.

She recited two lines of a poem she made up about peeing.

"Chen An'an, you're something else! You can even fool your sister to this extent. Do you think I should invite some literary bigwigs to elevate your scatological nonsense to the same level as Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty?"

Chen An'an had no doubt that her father had this ability.

Scholars certainly have integrity; it's clear they won't compromise their principles for a mere five pecks of rice.

With her father involved, she could easily mobilize dozens or even hundreds of literary luminaries.

From a literary perspective, her urination poems are praised from every angle.

"Dad, I was just joking with my sister, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

Chen An'an gave an awkward smile.

Chen Pingsheng will go home and lecture her later; for now, he'll hold back. (End of Chapter)