The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

The school teacher came to visit my home.

We must give him a proper welcome. Chen Pingsheng also asked about Big Fart's performance in junior high school.

Overall, she's alright, but she can be a bit mischievous at times. She likes to act like a righteous little heroine, which is quite in line with Big-Waisted Kid's personality.

I'm about to start the second year of junior high, and in the blink of an eye, I'll be in high school.

Will she have a puppy love in high school? Will she be bullied by her classmates?

To be honest, he's quite worried as a father.

After seeing his teacher off, Chen Pingsheng inadvertently gave him a small gift.

It's probably worth a little over 100,000 yuan, nothing special.

It turns out that people like them are the ones who have ruined the social atmosphere. If you don't give gifts and I don't give gifts, how can teachers improve their skills?

Chen Pingsheng called the little girl over and earnestly gave her some advice: "An'an, you'll be in the second year of junior high soon. You need to improve your grades this year!"

"Don't worry, Dad. Even if I can't improve, I definitely won't regress."

"Well... let's try to get into the top eight and make it into the top ten. We need to keep moving forward in our studies, just like we need to make money."

"Sigh... I envy my sister for this. She still has room for improvement, while I don't even have room for improvement."

Erpiya is at it again, always looking for a beating with her little hands behind her back.

Chen An'an went over and pinched her ear, "Can't you speak properly?"

"Sister...please be gentle, I'm seven years old, you can't lift my ears like that."

"No matter how old you are, you're still my sister. I can lift your curtain whenever I want."

Alright...you're something else, Erpiya's not saying anything now.

The family rushed back to their super villa in Jinshan because the start of the school year was approaching, and they needed to get the necessary preparations done.

Erpiya is doing alright; after the teacher changed, she didn't have any summer homework.

Big-Pee Kid bought a bunch of study materials and even set up a small study room at home.

That was a scholarly family, full of antique charm.

With the facilities in this study, if she can't become the top female scholar in the imperial examination, it would be a waste of all the money her family spent.

Chang Fu also brought his six-year-old son, Chang Dalin, along.

Chang Dalin inherited his father's academic talent, consistently ranking third from the bottom in his class. His mother, Yang Qian, wanted to have another child.

Chang Fu was uncooperative and couldn't conceive. According to Yang Qian, Chang Dalin had little hope of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University.

Even universities like 211 and 985 are unlikely to be able to compete.

As for him, he's only in first grade now, two grades below Erpiya.

Erpiya's talent is so extraordinary that even Chen Pingsheng himself doesn't know how he could have given birth to such a smart daughter.

The mistress, Chen Lu, was rather ordinary; she liked to be a sycophant, and her academic performance could only be described as mediocre.

When I grow up, I will most likely study abroad.

Unlike his older sister, Erpiya, who has no problem with any exam.

Every time school starts, there are a lot of kids at home, including his sister's child, Hu Qilin, who is not yet five years old.

However, her eldest sister's two daughters, Xiao Ya, are already juniors in college and will come to Kingsoft for an internship after graduating.

In the future, they will definitely follow the path of a legitimate marriage alliance. Her younger sister, Xiao Le, is also a freshman in college this year.

College girls are at the most likely to fall in love during this time.

However, dating at this stage is perfectly normal, but Chen Pingsheng is quite strict; neither of them is allowed to have a boyfriend during university. The children in the family are all growing up, while he himself is slowly getting older.

Chen Pingsheng held Song Yanxi's hand, feeling quite gratified.

In the evening, they even held a family gathering at home. They didn't even need to call anyone; all of Old Chen's relatives lived together.

The only difference is upstairs and downstairs; the kids were the main focus of this gathering.

Everyone encouraged them to study hard and make progress every day.

Study hard so you can become a successful person in the future.

This is something that only the older generation can still bring up; the younger generation no longer says it.

Just look at the income of internet celebrities now, and you'll know that, as the saying goes, in school you rely on your grades, but after graduation you rely on your parents.

No matter how good your grades are, they are not as important as your parents' background and connections.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, anyone who has spent a few years navigating the complexities of society understands this perfectly.

Chen An'an and her classmates studied hard not to make money, but to better understand the world through books and to learn the principles of being a good person.

In general, families tend to choose university majors that lead to better job prospects.

For them, it's mostly about hobbies and interests.

Watching your child grow up day by day is a wonderful feeling.

Chen Pingsheng felt that the Golden Finger Grandpa's luck value was really good; his family hadn't even had a minor illness or disaster so far.

The disease does not usually break out in the summer; it only increases when the weather gets colder.

Song Yanxi sat with him in the rooftop garden, enjoying the night view of Shanghai and the tranquility under the moonlight.

"Do you want to take An'an to school tomorrow?"

"Of course you should. You should deliver it to Erpiya. That girl has never thought about keeping a low profile, nor will she deliberately pretend to be ordinary in front of others. If you don't deliver it to her, she will definitely call everyone from the three major companies."

"Hmm... there's nothing wrong with the two of them, but as for the mistress, I told you about it, and you still haven't agreed. How about we separate the mistress from that Su Xiaoxi in the same class?"

Chen Pingsheng thought for a moment and said, "There's no need. Xiao San is only four years old at most. Why bother with him? He's so young. If he likes to play with others, just let him play."

Song Yanxi shook her head, disagreeing with his suggestion. "I'm afraid the Su family hasn't asked you yet. Su Xiaoxi's mother has mentioned it to me several times. She wants to borrow 10 billion yuan from me, or she'd like me to act as her guarantor."

"Why don't you just refuse? Is it necessary to involve two children?"

"I just think her thinking is very wrong. My son likes to play with her daughter, it's not like I like it. Why should she ask me for money? Besides, Su Xiaoxi's mother is just someone else's second-marriage woman. Her husband had many mistresses outside and also had a formidable ex-wife."

"There's really no need to worry about these things. Let the children handle their own affairs."

Chen Pingsheng was naturally aware of the Su family's situation; Su Xiaoxi's mother was only twenty-five years old this year.

Her husband was in his early fifties, and this woman was unexpectedly noticed by the eldest patriarch of the Su family when she was nineteen.

Then came the divorce, and he remarried her.

If she had given birth to a boy, that would have been fine, but the Su family has no sons. Since she gave birth to a daughter, her status in the family has immediately dropped.

Many wealthy men are willing to divorce in order to have a son.

It can only be said that the situation of the Su family is quite complicated.

In a situation like the Su family's, with debts of several hundred billion yuan and a housing market where prices are high but there are no buyers, the Su family is facing a situation where houses are available but not in demand.

How many more years it can last is a huge unknown.

(End of this chapter)