The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

The Pagani, worth over 20 million yuan, was quickly delivered to my doorstep.

Its low-slung and stylish design is very popular with children.

Erpiya was very excited and wanted to ride it to try drifting, and the two daughters of the eldest sister were in a similar mood.

This car is just for show; it's not very comfortable to drive.

At least Chen Pingsheng doesn't really like driving this kind of car anymore.

The family went inside to cook, and the children were left to play on their own. Some played football in the yard, while others played shuttlecock.

In the evening, you can enjoy a cup of tea and a chat while overlooking half of Victoria Harbour.

What child wouldn't love a life like this? Even Xiao Ya and Xiao Le, who always loved studying, went crazy with fun.

This was also Chen Yao's first time in Hong Kong, and all she could do was marvel at the wealth gap.

Whether it's Beijing or Shanghai, urban development is definitely no worse than Hong Kong's.

Having lived in big cities for so many years, why would I envy this Hong Kong lifestyle?

"Ping Sheng, will you still go back to your hometown after the New Year?"

"I won't be going back this year. I'll go back to Shanghai right after the New Year."

Alright... the eldest sister still wants to take Xiao Ya and Xiao Le back to Wangcai Village.

She hasn't been home for a year.

"My little sister's baby boy is really quite adorable!"

"She is indeed quite cute, but a little chubby."

"He's only two years old, he'll be cuter if he's a little chubby."

That's not just a little chubby... Chen Pingsheng had no idea how his younger sister had raised her son to be so fat. At such a young age, he was just as chubby as Hao Shaowen was when he was a child.

"See? Your second daughter is bullying him again."

Erpiya is just slightly chubby, with a plump figure.

My younger sister's son, Hu Qilin, is really fat; he's chubby and plump.

He liked to play with Erpiya, but Erya didn't like to play with him.

Running is too slow and you're prone to falling. When playing hide-and-seek, people can count the numbers while squinting.

Hu Qilin was still turning around, not knowing where to hide, but you could spot him at a glance.

This chubby little guy is incredibly stupid.

Children's happiness is quite simple; they just need a few peers to play with.

Life in Hong Kong was great. We stayed there until the third day of the Lunar New Year before taking his private plane back to Shanghai.

Looking at the date, it was already February 18th on the Gregorian calendar, which was also the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Chen Pingsheng and his family returned to the Bund neighborhood, a middle-class apartment.

Another year has passed, and their family needs to quickly adapt to the new year of 2018.

However, before that, he and his wife, Song Yanxi, held a grand inheritance ceremony at home for their son, Chen An'an.

I simply cooked two dishes and then handed her a card.

There's not much money in my account, just two small goals.

At just ten years old, Chen An'an has become the undisputed little female tycoon of her age.

The amount of money that can be freely disposed of each year has increased from 200,000 yuan per month to two small goals.

Now it depends on her ability to manage money.

The reason for arranging for her to spend the Lunar New Year in Hong Kong was to make her clearly aware of the harm of gambling.

Let her see for herself the people at the Out-of-Town Restaurant whose families have been torn apart by gambling.

There are also countless poor people who spend their entire lives living in coffin rooms because of gambling.

Chen An'an went to play for a few days, but found it boring, which is why she was able to accept the 200 million yuan annual allowance from her family.

The successor training plan has officially been put on the agenda. Of course, she can't let Erpiya know about the 200 million yet.

Otherwise, that little girl will come crying again, clamoring to be like her older sister.

“An’an, at your age, Mom’s monthly allowance is less than a hundred yuan.”

"You still have a hundred left. I rely entirely on digging for loaches during winter and summer vacations to earn my tuition."

Each generation is stronger than the previous one.

They were indeed poor in the past, but by the time of Big Poop's generation, a ten-year-old could control money that others couldn't earn in several lifetimes.

And it's hard to imagine.

Chen An'an asked with some confusion, "Dad, how should I spend this money?"

"Then it's up to you."

Chen Pingsheng said, "Your mother and I both hope that you can learn to manage money as soon as possible. You are still too young. Just do what you think is meaningful. Two hundred million may seem like a lot, but in our family, it's just your annual allowance."

Does she really have that much pocket money?

Chen An'an understood the comforting meaning in her parents' words, nodded seriously, and then expressed her thoughts, "Dad, I want to transfer to one of the regular middle schools when I get to junior high!"

"A regular middle school?"

Chen Pingsheng asked her in confusion, "Why don't you want to attend an international school?"

"They're all kids from wealthy families. I want to get into a good high school through my own efforts."

You still want to get into a good high school through your own efforts.

The idea is good, but the outcome is really hard to predict.

Chen Pingsheng wanted her to continue attending an international school, but Song Yanxi was very supportive of her eldest daughter.

Her daughter should rely on her own efforts to get into a good high school.

Alright... his wife has agreed, what other objections could he possibly have?

Next year, we'll arrange for her to attend a decent ordinary junior high school and let her go there and compete fiercely.

Children these days are already facing intense competition starting from elementary school.

There are countless educational tutoring classes.

Song Yanxi was very supportive of her, but still gave her a few words of advice, "An'an, in those junior high schools, everything depends on grades. If you go there and get the lowest score, that would be really embarrassing."

"No way, I can definitely do what my sister can do."

Alright... the two sisters are really going at it.

Song Yanxi always feels that her daughter has grown up, and she doesn't know whether to feel gratified or lament the fleeting nature of time.

Time flies and ages us all.

After Da Pi Wa left, Song Yanxi said wistfully, "What I remember most vividly is when Da Pi Wa carried a big golden bowl and a small erhu on his back, performing in the alleys of Nanluoguxiang."

"Don't talk about you, I'm the same way."

Chen Pingsheng held his wife's hand and said with a smile, "Although time is merciless, your gentleness remains the same as before, and your appearance is still as youthful and beautiful as when you were eighteen."

Tch… Song Yanxi rolled her eyes at him, but she was still happy to hear those words.

“In the blink of an eye, I’m almost thirty, and you’ll soon be thirty-five. We’re not young anymore, how can we compare to the delicate skin of an eighteen-year-old girl?”

"Tsk...please don't say that. Thirty-year-old girls are like wolves and tigers, and their little seductive dances are absolutely captivating. I prefer you, a twenty-nine-year-old girl."

"You're trying to trick me into having a fourth child."

Once the festive mood and atmosphere of the New Year arrive, the moment you open the door, people line up to welcome you... and share everything they know.

Song Yanxi works in the beauty industry, and her face and skin are so well-maintained that she looks like a little girl.

Since she became pregnant with his mistress, they haven't had sex for a long time.

Now that it's back, it's deeply entrenched.

I can't forget it!
(End of this chapter)