The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

For Chen Pingsheng now, even if he does nothing all year, he can easily receive over 100 billion yuan in dividends to his various accounts around the world.

This does not even include the property allocated to the two daughters.

Aside from paying large welfare and charitable expenses, most of the dividends he receives each year are used to generate more money.

Reclaiming land in Hong Kong to create islands is one of his key future projects.

The Las Vegas at sea, the world's largest and most luxurious casino ship, is no exception, hosting all kinds of luxury auctions.

On this ship, millionaires can only be spectators, while multi-millionaires can sit at the table and play a little.

Billionaires are the real guests.

This ship will not operate in domestic areas; its target is the world's wealthy.

Extravagant spending and extreme luxury – a truly thrilling game for the wealthy.

This idea wasn't Chen Pingsheng's own; it was Tong Zhelan who proposed it, and the seven chief executives joined forces to create this world-class floating casino.

For ordinary people, gambling is harmful to both themselves and others; nine out of ten gamblers lose.

For the truly wealthy, this is nothing more than a thrilling game.

It's nothing.

In the afternoon, Chen Pingsheng took his family back to his villa on Barker Road in Hong Kong.

Looking down from the mountaintop, you have a panoramic view of the surrounding mountains, giving you a sense of having everything under control.

If you look up from the foot of the mountain, it's a completely different story; you have to crane your neck and look up.

Song Yaoyao and her senior waited in Harbour City for a while before receiving a call from Chen Pingsheng, who specifically asked if she had time to come to his house for dinner.

Song Yaoyao glanced at her senior, who quickly nodded, signaling her to agree soon.

"Okay, are you still in Harbour City? I'll send a car to pick you up."

"Here I am."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Chen Pingsheng hung up the phone and asked his secretary to send a driver to pick him up.

Song Yaoyao didn't buy much at Harbour City. She was just browsing around, and she didn't have much money in her pocket, so what could she possibly buy in a place like this?

"Senior, that uncle seems really rich!"

"That's for sure."

The senior rolled her eyes at her and said, "Do you think I'm like you, unable to even tell the difference between rich people?"

"The uncle invited me to his house for dinner, I'm so nervous, should I buy him a gift?"

"Forget it, their family doesn't lack anything. If we give them something too cheap, it won't be presentable, and we can't afford anything too expensive either."

"It seems so."

Song Yaoyao nodded helplessly. The uncle had actually helped her a lot, and even lent her a hand when she was in her most difficult time.

Unfortunately, she couldn't even afford a decent gift.

The two waited for almost fifteen minutes in front of the Harbour City building before a Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up.

The car itself is nothing special, the key is the license plate, it's like a string of lucky numbers.

The number was probably more expensive than the car itself, and the driver considerately got out of the car to open the back door for them.

Then press the middle panel to ensure that the person in front cannot hear too much noise from the person behind.

Song Yaoyao was initially very nervous, but now she immediately relaxed, perhaps because the partition in the middle blocked her privacy.

"Senior, that's a really luxurious car!"

"Hmm... the top-of-the-line Rolls-Royce Phantom, the most luxurious executive car on land."

"If we wait here, shouldn't we talk less?"

"It depends."

The senior student herself was quite nervous; it was a high-society banquet, something she had never attended before.

However, it's understandable that the two didn't see Chen Pingsheng's family after arriving here. Neither An'an nor Er Ya would have wanted to see them.

Chen Pingsheng was still discussing matters at the academy, so the two of them had to wait outside for a while.

Yang Qian brought her son Chang Dalin to visit Chen Pingsheng in person, partly to apologize for her previous absurd behavior.

Secondly, she decided to take Chen Pingsheng's suggestion and that Chang Dalin would only be able to receive ten million yuan as pocket money every year from now on.

There definitely won't be any more.

If you want her, then give her a few more grandsons; one hundred million will be awarded for each one she has.

Yang Qian no longer places the family's hopes on Chang Dalin. Influenced by his father Chang Fu, this guy is completely ruined.

The father and son were even rumored to be having an affair with the same female celebrity, a huge scandal that was circulating in high society.

What do you mean?
Chang Fu's little lover, Chang Dalin, can also play around at home as he pleases.

This kind of thing is not uncommon for wealthy families, but it's ultimately a joke.

Yang Qian was so angry that she cursed Chang Fu for several days.

Chang Fu certainly bears undeniable responsibility for Chang Dalin's current state.

As a result, she herself stepped down from her position on the global board of directors of Deer Antlers Coffee.

“Old Chen, if Da Lin were even half as obedient as your Chen Lu, I wouldn’t have resorted to such a desperate measure.”

If the second generation is ruined, then we can only try to cultivate the third generation.

But are third-generation products always reliable?

This is undoubtedly a big question mark.

From one generation to the next, it takes at least twenty years to cultivate the next generation.

The parents have to support her through this. Yang Qian no longer wants to place all her hopes on one person. She wants to be like Chen Pingsheng and devote all her future energy to raising three generations.

If not, who will Yang Qian entrust with all the billions of dollars she has accumulated throughout her life, plus the wealth Chang Fu has built up?
Their generation has finally started at another synchronized point.

That is the inheritance of the next generation.

"Chen Lu is indeed quite obedient, but... it's hard to explain."

Even in front of his own people, Chen Pingsheng was unwilling to talk much about his only son.

It's a situation that can only be described as complicated in words.

Chang Dalin sat there without saying a word, his body ramrod straight. He would never be mischievous in front of Chen Pingsheng.

Even his father wasn't qualified, let alone him.

Chen Pingsheng reminded him, "Your father's health is already very poor. I have repeatedly reminded him to be careful in the past few years. People of our age, if we continue to indulge our desires, we will only quickly consume our lives."

“If it weren’t for the fact that my longevity medical research project has reached a certain stage, your father probably wouldn’t have lasted even a year.”

Chang Fu is very fat now, weighing over 200 pounds.

My body relies entirely on medicine to maintain its health. Ten years of deliberate indulgence have resulted in a body full of medical tubes today.

It's hard to say whether it's worth it or not.

Chang Dalin said, "Uncle Chen, I will try to persuade him."

“You’re not young anymore. Your mother has to give up all those titles because of you. As a son, you should think more about your parents.”

If it weren't for Chang Fu and Yang Qian, he probably wouldn't want to say a single word to Chang Dalin right now.

Chang Dalin nodded very seriously. Chen Pingsheng knew that once a person's nature is formed, it is unlikely to change unless they experience hardships or major family upheavals.

"Go out, your mother and I have a few more words to say."

Chang Dalin stood up and respectfully left Chen Pingsheng Academy, but he unexpectedly saw someone outside who surprised him greatly.

Song Yaoyao was alright; he had only met her once and didn't have much of an impression of her.

But her senior was different.

(End of this chapter)