The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 773 The Predetermined Direction
Things at home are proceeding as planned.

An'an would come every few days, firstly to see her son Chen Jiye, and secondly to talk about the current situation at home.

Several of her close relatives, including her cousin Hu Qilin, who, like Chen Lu, will soon graduate from university.

Hu Qilin inherited his father's personality; he is down-to-earth and honest, without much of the spoiled nature often associated with rich kids.

As for Xiao Le and Xiao Ya, they have both had smooth sailing within the system, with the full support of the group's resources, and their development is currently quite good.

The two children in my aunt Song Wu's family are different. They were raised by their maternal grandmother Liu Fen from a young age, and their mother Song Wu is not short of money.

My two cousins, Song Chaoqun and Song Siming, have caused a lot of trouble. If they are like this in school, they will probably only be like this in society.

The Chen family has now reached its second generation. With more family members, the biggest advantage is probably the ability to select and train talented individuals.

Instead of placing all their hopes on one person as before.

Chen Pingsheng has a clear goal: to produce five people with the surname Chen within three generations.

A person should have at least two or three children. If this standard were applied in the 1960s, it would be considered that the population was small.

When Song Yanxi returned, the family finished dinner, and Chen Pingsheng took Chen Jiye for a walk.

The urban villages are still quite lively, and this liveliness comes more from the local atmosphere.

Old Zhang, who runs a street stall; Liu Wang, who is busy looking for a girlfriend.

These bustling people coming and going together form the urban village.

The buildings in the urban villages were not planned in a unified manner, and many of them were early resettlement houses.

The real estate industry is currently in a slump, but housing prices haven't fallen to a level that ordinary people can afford.

Especially in first-tier cities like these, decent apartments still start at 30,000 to 40,000 yuan per square meter.

It far exceeds the average income of ordinary people.

These hardworking migrant workers cannot afford to live in commercial housing within the community, so many of them end up living in such a crowded resettlement area in an urban village.

Shenzhen has the smallest land area among the four super-first-tier cities.

Its factories and migrant workers are not to be underestimated; it was one of the earliest places of reform and opening up, and it is also close to Hong Kong.

With such a superior geographical location, it would be difficult for it not to develop.

Xiao Jiye has many friends in the urban village. One of them is named Yang Peng. His mother works as a nanny and his father works on a construction site.

There was another child named Liu Chao, all of whom were under five years old.

Liu's father works as a security guard in the community, just like him now, while his mother runs a stall there.

Xiao Jiye liked to play with these two in the evenings; they were both quite mischievous and liked to cause trouble.

Chen Pingsheng's home is considered to be the best living condition in the urban village.

There's also a tea room on the rooftop, and some flowers and plants. The living area is so large that many people joke with Xiao Jiye that if his family gets demolished, he'll definitely be a third-generation rich kid.

The large-scale demolition and relocation has been going on for decades. The areas that could be demolished have long been demolished, and the remaining areas are basically beyond repair.

Xiao Jiye wasn't too affected. The most vivid memories in his mind were of his unreliable mother, his father who collected scraps, and his security guard grandfather who supported the whole family.

That's roughly the situation; the broken family will have to be saved by him in the future.

The safety issues in urban villages cannot compare with those in high-end residential areas, mainly because most of the people living there come from all over the country.

Chen Pingsheng doesn't need to worry about family safety.

The main issue is that this urban village has at least one hundred hidden bodyguards.

These people live in every corner of the urban village, are under real-time surveillance of the entire village, rarely appear in public, but will immediately become kind-hearted people if something happens.

Make sure you can get to the scene of the accident within three minutes.

And whenever an outsider enters, the security affairs team will immediately conduct a background check.

Make sure there are no dangerous people within two kilometers of Xiao Jiye and his house.

This is the advantage of having more money; it's more than ten times faster than calling 110.

All bodyguards are retired military personnel with exceptional reconnaissance skills. They work in three shifts a day to ensure no time is wasted.

Each bodyguard's annual salary starts at 300,000 yuan, and with performance bonuses and year-end bonuses, it can reach 600,000 yuan or more per year.

The performance evaluation only has one point: nothing unexpected happens at home.

This level of home security is absolutely the highest in the world.

In the urban village alone, their family spends no less than 1.5 million yuan a year on security.

The family's nanny, Liu Qingqing, was naturally aware of these things, so she could live in this crowded and noisy place with peace of mind.

And... take good care of Xiao Jiye, the eldest son of the Chen family's third generation.

The next day, when Chen Pingsheng went to work at nine o'clock in the morning, most of the security team had already arrived.

Apart from Chen Pingsheng, most of these people were middle-aged or elderly. The only two young people left after a short while because of the boring daily routine of being a security guard.

Besides guarding the gate, they usually patrol the neighborhood.

"Old Chen, do you have any money left? Lend me five hundred."

Yes, I'll send it to you in a bit.

"Oh, thank you so much! I'll pay you back as soon as I get paid."

This guy comes and goes quickly; I've asked him for money more than once or twice already.

I haven't paid it back much.

"Hey Lao Chen, why did you lend money to Lao Zhou again? Didn't you know he spends all his money on tipping female live streamers?"

Although times have changed, many people still enjoy tipping female live streamers online.

Of course, what's even more different is that in the same city, if the tip exceeds three to five hundred, you can basically add them on WeChat.

As for those one-off services offered privately, it all depends on how much you negotiate the price.

It's an open secret; if they don't even offer one-time services and still want to scam people for tips, they're just plain stupid.

"I know!"

"You knew I was right, yet you still borrowed it?"

"What's the big deal? It's just a few hundred yuan."

"You are so generous."

It's nothing. Some people are just like that; they like to borrow small amounts of money all the time.

You lent it to him, and he was quite grateful.

Compared to some of my relatives, this is much better.

The security guards don't have much of a daily routine. They might have a drink together after get off work, or chat about which female resident is prettier while they're on duty.

If she's blind enough to fall for me, Old Zhang, I'll make sure she can't get out of bed for three days.

Hmm... he also has a lot of witty remarks.

But it's all just wishful thinking. In reality, those wealthy and beautiful female homeowners wouldn't even give them a second glance.

If you've helped them, saying thank you is already quite polite.

It is often said that people are not divided into different classes, but in reality, people are already divided into different classes in the workplace.

Chen Pingsheng did this job mainly for Xiao Jiye's benefit, and also to pass the time in his retirement.

That's pretty good too.

Before he could finish speaking, something happened at the property management office.

A bored, drunk homeowner actually filed a vicious complaint against the security guard for not helping him carry the trash upstairs.

This is not even within their business scope.

(End of this chapter)