The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Shanghai, the Bund residential area.

The three children, one big and two small, surrounded the sleeping Chen Lu, their eyes sparkling with intelligence.

Erpiya's eyes sharpened, her big eyes narrowing into slits. "Dad, the mistress can't live in a mansion, can she?"

"Exactly, once he's sprawled out in that Hong Kong villa, how can he still believe he's middle class?"

Chen An'an also crossed her legs and pinched her chin with one hand, expressing her different opinion.

"Aren't you two worrying too much?"

The whole family is about to go to Hong Kong, the only dispute is whether or not to bring the mistress, Chen Lu, along.

If we don't go, he'll definitely cry.

Go ahead and stay in a luxury mansion again. What if you develop a bad habit of staying there?

Chen Pingsheng said, "He's still six months shy of one year old, how could he have any memories? You two go and get him ready!"

Old Chen made the final decision, ignoring the two children's shared opinion.

Erpiya and Chen An'an exchanged a glance. Didn't they just need to bring someone over?
What luggage do I need to pack?
Of course, you should buy whatever you need after you get there.

Well... Chen Pingsheng simply stopped talking and took the two of them to ride his family's private jet, which was worth more than 700 million yuan.

As for his wife, she went to a meeting in Beijing and won't arrive in Hong Kong for another two days.

Getting from Shanghai to Hong Kong is quite convenient; it's just a short flight, like watching a movie in the air, and you're there in no time.

It's been a long time since I've been to Hong Kong, and Chen An'an really misses it.

Shen Youwei arrived in a limousine, driven by her chauffeur, to pick up Chen An'an.

The air in this hilltop villa is so fresh.

As soon as we got home, Erpiya suggested we go shopping, because it's almost Chinese New Year and she can't be without new clothes.

Chen Pingsheng followed her lead, seeing that Shen Youwei alone couldn't take care of everything at home.

We also need to call her senior, Zhao Yingying, over.

The call went to headquarters, and Zhao Yingying arrived quickly with her small bag.

With the two of them accompanying him shopping, plus a few security guards, he, as the father, simply couldn't be bothered to go.

After Erpiya arrived in Hong Kong, she immediately started wandering around aimlessly.

With one card in hand, you have the world at your fingertips.

That's right, why bother being middle class?

Her true identity is that of the second princess of a wealthy family.

Her transformation was quick; she was seen strolling through Harbour City with her sister, her chubby little hands behind her back.

This is Hong Kong's largest and most famous shopping mall, which brings together global luxury brands.

Erpiya not only wants to buy clothes, but she also wants to buy toy pandas and Barbie dolls.

I want to buy everything, and I can buy everything.

By the time she finished shopping and returned home, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The lifestyle of the wealthy is simple and pure.

No longer needing to eat the stir-fried pork with chili peppers that his father often cooked, the Filipino maid handed him a small tablet.

Erpiya ordered her favorite seafood from inside.

Kobe beef, crab legs, foie gras, French blue lobster, etc.

She orders one of everything.

It doesn't matter if she can't finish the food; the key thing is that she hasn't enjoyed this kind of carefree life in a long time.

It has to be said that a child's self-confidence largely stems from the knowledge and insight provided by their parents.

Erpiya can always act like the eldest sister with her hands behind her back wherever she goes, and it's hard to say that these family habits are not a factor.

Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying both took a small tablet, even though they had both lived here for a period of time before.

But every time I come here, it still shatters my previous views on consumption.

When you're just having a meal, you can order not only the eight major Chinese cuisines, but also Japanese and French dishes.

Fine beverages such as red wine and white wine are also readily available.

Shen Youwei ordered a small egg fried rice. Don't underestimate this small egg fried rice; different people make it at different prices.

The Macau gambling tycoon once ate a plate of fried rice modeled after Stephen Chow's God of Cookery, which cost 5,000 Hong Kong dollars.

Simply put, it was only after they arrived in Hong Kong that their family truly resumed their usual high-class lifestyle.

As for the mistress beside her.

Erpiya has already come up with a brilliant idea.

"Hey mistress, I've successfully infiltrated this wealthy family as a lowly security guard. I brought you in secretly, this isn't our house." As she spoke, she stuffed a piece of medium-rare beef into her mouth.

The mistress was drooling so much, constantly waving her little hands, wanting to try it too.

What's the point of a six-month-old baby eating beef? Just licking the leftover meat taste off her fingers is enough to make her laugh for a long time.

"Chen Xinyi, you've gone too far!"

"How could that be, Dad? I taught my mistress from a young age that only by enduring hardship can one rise above others."

Chen Pingsheng didn't believe a single word she said.

The older child is more sensible; she knows to feed her younger brother a little bit of meat.

"You two rest for two days, and then I'll take you to work at a restaurant."

It was time to work at the restaurant again, and Erpiya didn't want to go at all, but her sister was fine with it.

Unfortunately, she already knew that her opinion was the least important thing in the family.

Resistance is futile.

Then you can only obediently listen to them.

After eating and drinking her fill, Erpi patted her little belly and prepared to take a stroll in the yard.

Her older sister always goes to practice boxing after meals. With her martial arts foundation from a young age, she now performs with great skill and flair.

Erpiya expressed envy but didn't really want to move; why stand when you can lie down?

Chen An'an finished her practice and was about to head to the Outsider Super Restaurant, which she was quite looking forward to.

This life of luxury has lost its novelty for her; she prefers to experience all sorts of different lives.

"Sister Youwei, how is Auntie Fatty doing now?"

“She’s great,” Shen Youwei said. “After the Out-of-Town Super Restaurant was built, she was transferred there to be the assistant manager. Now the Out-of-Town Restaurant has a great reputation in that area, all thanks to you.”

Chen An'an was quite happy, mainly because it was she who proposed investing in and building that restaurant.

It was also her first charity project in name only, so of course she cared about it.

"We'll go see her together in a couple of days."

Chen An'an then asked Shen Youwei about her experiences over the past year, and she said her experiences were quite simple.

Every day is just going to get off work and coming home, then receiving my salary and sending it home.

As for Chen An'an herself, she has a wealth of experiences.

A year ago, her father's business was booming, but he had less and less time to spend with them.

So back then, she liked shopping, doing live streams, and carrying around a small erhu to play.

Just do whatever you want, however you want.

This year is clearly different; her father is spending a lot of time on her.

Although he didn't explicitly tell her what she should and shouldn't do, he consistently used his actions and companionship to make her understand that she had a lot of responsibilities to bear in her role.

So she stopped live streaming and stopped playing the erhu everywhere.

Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying were amazed. They found it hard to imagine that a big boss like him would open a restaurant in a village in the city for two months just for his daughter.

He even worked as a chef for two months.

A father's love is as strong as a mountain.

Chen An'an herself found it quite unbelievable.

"No wonder your dad said you've become much more sensible this year."

"I have to be sensible. My dad is so busy, but he's still willing to spend two months with me in the urban village. If I'm not sensible, he'll be heartbroken."

Even at such a young age, Chen An'an sighed.

"So you're really not going to play the erhu or do live streams anymore?"

"I'm not going to do this anymore. My sister is so smart, she always gets the best grades wherever she goes. If I, as her older sister, am too bad, wouldn't that be too unacceptable?"

Shen Youwei and Zhao Yingying exchanged a glance, feeling that the young lady had changed a lot in the past year.

Actually, thinking about it, it's quite normal for her to be her age.

Especially considering she has such a father, who has now clearly put aside his career to spend most of his time with his daughter as she grows up.

If they don't grow up a bit more, they'll really let their parents down.

It turns out that being born into a wealthy family isn't just about enjoying life.

There are even greater responsibilities to shoulder.

(End of this chapter)