The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chen An'an felt completely at a loss at home, as if she were a child who had done something wrong.

It seems that an innocent person was wrongly accused.

She turned to look at her father, "Dad, did I do something wrong?"

Chen Pingsheng patted her on the shoulder, "Not really, there's still a chance to salvage it!"

"so what should I do?"

"You forgot, the Third Young Master of Shanghai is right here. Since you think you were wrong, you can go find him to make amends."

"Too."

Chen An'an jumped up with joy and asked if she could contact Sister Wanyi now.

This is my dad's number one secretary in Shanghai.

Since I've contacted her, it means I'm going to use my family's resources again to make up for this momentary impulse.

It wasn't really impulsive; it's just that what you see with your eyes isn't necessarily the truth.

Zhang Wanyi arrived in the company's Phantom to find her.

Chen Pingsheng was also waiting for her there, and he took Chen An'an with him into the car.

Erpiya, quick to react, ran faster than a dog this time, afraid of missing the big phantom at home.

Zhang Wanyi has thoroughly investigated that young master from Shanghai, a college graduate from 16.

I have worked in three different places at the same time.

He has delivered food and sold goods at street stalls; this job is now his only hope of staying in Shanghai.

He quickly became infamous within the company due to the impact of cyberbullying.

The boss fired him overnight due to the pressure.

This famous third young master is currently living in a cramped ten-square-meter rented room.

Seeing such a living environment, Erpiya felt as if every little life was suffocating.

The place where they ate and slept was right above the toilet.

Not only is the internal environment poor, but the external environment is even worse.

Everyone was crammed into a small space. Some people were cooking fried rice in the hallway, while others were smoking and chatting.

Most of the people living here are from other places, either migrant workers or food delivery workers.

What's most incredible is that some little girls can still smile innocently in such an environment.

They probably have no idea what a proper place for people to live is!
For Er Ya Tou, her current 180-square-meter house is just an ordinary little house.

It's just barely met her minimum standard of not making a fuss.

But looking at this side is truly suffocating.

Even breathing is so uncomfortable, yet these little girls have to grow up here.

Suddenly a group of people arrived, and the little girls obediently stood aside, waiting for them to pass before starting to play.

Meanwhile, the young master from Shanghai was munching on bread, opening various job application websites, and submitting his resume one by one.

What he needs most right now is a stable new job.

Even if the job doesn't match his major, it doesn't matter, as long as the salary is right.

So what if they're college students? A brick could just fall off the overpass at any time.

The first person killed was a college student who was looking for a job.

Every year, so many college students graduate, while migrant workers still earn a few hundred yuan a day, yet these hundreds of thousands of college students are trained.

They're worse than dogs.

At least that's how he is right now, and he has no regrets about helping the mother and daughter.

Who in their generation didn't dream of encountering injustice on the road and suddenly letting out a roar?

He would be willing to pay any price, even if it meant losing a job.

It's already hard enough for ordinary people to live, let alone have a daughter who has been sick since childhood.

In that case, it's basically time to declare despair.

Without significant public attention, who would care about such a pitiful mother and daughter?

Two "thump-thump" sounds.

There was a knock on the dilapidated door. Ma Jun jumped out of bed and put on his flip-flops.

The visitors were Chen Pingsheng and his daughter Chen An'an.

"You're that third young master of Shanghai?" "I...no!"

Ma Jun denied it without hesitation, saying that with his living conditions, he had no right to be called the Third Young Master.

They're in such a sorry state.

Perhaps the only one who can truly be called one of the three young masters of Shanghai is the newly born third son of the owner of Tengying.

She is showered with love and affection; with a father like that, she will live a life of unparalleled glory.

That's the difference between being born into a particular family.

"You don't need to deny it. Now that my father is here, he naturally knows who you are."

Chen An'an sincerely apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I was also one of the people who participated in the cyberbullying of you. I came here today specifically to apologize to you."

"apologize?"

Because of the endless insults, he doesn't even dare to open his social media accounts now.

Naturally, they had no idea what had happened.

Chen Pingsheng's meaning was simpler: since they had come all this way, they naturally wanted to make amends.

"Your biggest worry right now is probably finding a job that matches your major, right?"

There's no doubt about it, it's 100% true.

Chen Pingsheng had his secretary hand him a business card and also told him to go to Xinteng Live to find Chang Fu.

Or go to Tencent Media.

Ma Jun majored in journalism in college and worked as an online promoter.

The times have changed.

In this day and age, the biggest channel for news dissemination is short videos.

They knew how to create momentum for that single mother to attract attention and receive donations.

Then you'll naturally understand how to operate within the current influencer economy.

When Ma Jun received the extremely simple business card, he was genuinely taken aback.

This is actually...

Being speechless and unable to utter a word—perhaps this is what they call turning misfortune into blessing.

A good deed should always receive its due reward; otherwise, who would be willing to do good deeds?

And Chen An'an was able to understand a principle from this.

Once you have too much power, you should never make a hasty judgment before the facts are clear.

Otherwise, it could easily lead to some unnecessary losses.

Or they might wrong an innocent person.

Ma Jun's matter was easy to resolve; Chen Pingsheng even personally escorted him to the door of Xin Teng's live stream.

In addition, Changfu was arranged to give him 100,000 yuan first, and then help him exchange that small house for a slightly more decent small apartment.

For many people, living is really just existing.

After returning home, Chen An'an asked her father again if she had really made a mistake in this matter.
The answer is indeed wrong.

Because she is not an ordinary person.

People online might hurl a few insults, but that probably won't change anything.

But she is different; she would put the resources of the Tengying Group on an ordinary person.

That would absolutely have a cataclysmic effect.

Few ordinary people can withstand the pressure of the commercial resources of Tencent Group.

Therefore, she has to constantly accept her mistakes.

Then, you continuously improve it, thereby gaining the ability to control this power.

Some things are easy to say, but it takes five, ten, or even twenty years of his father's companionship and guidance to truly master them.

Thus, they will have the ability to manage this career.

If you can't control him, the safest thing to do is wait until he's too old to move.

He donated his entire fortune to society.

Only in this way can they be guaranteed a worry-free life. (End of Chapter)