The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 801 Accident and Innocence

Chang Dalin encountered someone unexpected while going out.

Senior Song Yaoyao was naturally surprised as well. The two looked at each other for two seconds before Chang Dalin spoke first.

"How will you be here?"

"Of course, the owner of this house invited us here," the senior student explained softly.

"Uncle Chen invited you here? How do you know Uncle Chen?"

Chang Dalin originally intended to go find Chen Lu, but this time he became interested and took the initiative to sit on the sofa opposite his senior.

"It's not me who knows him, it's my fellow villager and junior schoolmate who knows your Uncle Chen."

"Oh...and where did you meet him?" Chang Dalin turned to ask Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao was very honest and explained her encounter with Chen Pingsheng again.

"I didn't know that the uncle was such a capable person."

"You're quite lucky to have run into my Uncle Chen here."

Chang Dalin said, "Add me on WeChat. You can talk to me about anything in the future, and you can also ask me for help if you need anything."

He only agreed to add her on WeChat because of Chen Pingsheng.

Although Song Yaoyao was beautiful, Chang Dalin had seen all kinds of beauties.

How could he possibly seduce a woman in this room because of her beauty?
Song Yaoyao added him on WeChat, mainly because she was too embarrassed to refuse.

When Yang Qian came out, Chen Pingsheng took the initiative to invite her in and even brewed her a pot of tea.

"Yaoyao, this is a bit of a surprise to you, isn't it?"

"It's quite a surprise. I really didn't know you were so amazing, uncle."

"It's nothing, I'm just a few decades older than you."

Chen Pingsheng said, "The person who just went out is the son of my best brother. He has always called me Uncle Chen since he was a child. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that he had done so many outrageous things outside, and even almost caused a big disaster."

"Huh?" Song Yaoyao's mouth gaped slightly. So she had become the best person to expose him.

If he finds out, he'll hate me to death.

"You don't need to be nervous. No matter what, he wouldn't dare to have any ulterior motives towards the guests I invited."

Chen Pingsheng seemed to see through her thoughts, "Your parents' illnesses should be getting better, right?"

"I feel much better, thank you, uncle."

Song Yaoyao was sincerely grateful: "I only realized today that everything was your arrangement."

"They're just minor things."

Chen Pingsheng said, "I already have many charitable foundations under my control. It's not easy for you. But if you pretend to be a socialite for too long, you will inevitably deceive yourself and even lose your true self. In the end, it can't last."

"Hmm... I understand. I don't pretend anymore. I never liked pretending to be a fake socialite, and I'm not good at being one of those so-called socialites anyway."

"That's good. Find someone who likes you and whom you like in return. The two of you can work hard together, and when you look back decades later, you'll feel that you didn't waste your youth and that time when you were young."

Chen Pingsheng said, "What people fear most is to regret when they get old, leaving behind too many regrets. My family will be here later, and you don't know them. To avoid awkwardness, I will arrange another table for you and a place to stay for the night. You can stay in Hong Kong for as many days as you like."

Chen Pingsheng got up and asked the housekeeper to make arrangements for her, and also gave her a shopping card.

There's probably a shopping voucher worth ten million in it; you can buy a house, a car, anything you want.

For Song Yaoyao and her senior, this was a considerable amount of money.

He still did his best to make the best arrangements. The saying "the older a person gets, the more charming they become" certainly doesn't refer to being poor, but rather, like Chen Pingsheng, the ability to change a piece of land with a simple gesture.

In the midst of a calm and peaceful atmosphere, all difficulties can be dissolved without a trace.

No matter his age, he is someone who is inexperienced in the ways of the world, or someone who is deeply mired in trouble.

Nothing is more than a bright redemption, a symbol of greatness and all that is good.

For Chen Pingsheng, Song Yaoyao was just a minor passerby in his life, but for Song Yaoyao now, Chen Pingsheng is undoubtedly the one who brings her all the light.

"They were still staring at it, but the person has already left..."

The senior student waved her hand in front of her, shattering her unrealistic fantasies.

After Song Yaoyao came to her senses, she asked, "Senior, do you think I'll ever see this uncle again?"

"Silly girl, you are already incredibly lucky to have met him and to have been invited to his home for dinner."

The senior student enlightened her, saying, "I think I've already guessed his true identity. Someone like him is truly on a pedestal. Let alone us, even those so-called business tycoons and billionaires would probably have to wait in line for two or three years to even see him once, let alone hear him talk so much."

"Wow... Uncle is so amazing?"

Song Yaoyao already knew that the uncle was super rich, and was far from the kind of socialite she had been told about before.

Rather, they are truly at the top of the food chain in this world.

"He's ten thousand times more powerful than you can imagine. Even after so many sessions of our socialite training program, someone like him is completely out of our reach."

Even the senior student never expected that her junior would have such an experience.

"You've probably heard of Tengying Group, right?"

"Of course I've heard of that. When we graduated from university, didn't we always want to work for Tengying Group?"

"He should be the founder of Tengying Group, the semi-retired top entrepreneur in Shanghai, and the richest person in China, without exception."

"Ah... how is this possible?"

"How is it impossible?"

The senior student explained, "Chang Dalin's father is named Chang Fu. The reason he has been able to remain successful in the business world for decades is entirely because he has a childhood friend. Everyone knows this childhood friend, who is Chen Pingsheng, the big boss of Tengying Group. Look, when Chang Dalin came out just now, what did he call you, Uncle?"
"Uncle Chen... think about his identity again. Isn't he Chen Pingsheng, the founder of Tengying Group? He has businesses in more than 80 countries at home and abroad, and has more than 3 million direct employees in Guangdong alone. Not to mention that his biggest base has always been in Shanghai. If you go to Shanghai, you will know why there is a district called Tengying District out of the 16 districts in Shanghai."

"In that one district alone, nearly a million houses, including employees, belong to their family. All the top-tier buildings and consumer venues you can see belong to their family."

"He's even more outrageous than you imagine."

"Then I need to return this card to him."

Song Yaoyao didn't want to owe the uncle any more favors; she already owed him too many.

The senior student stopped her, saying, "Are you stupid? Do you think that if you return the card, people will think you're innocent and not materialistic, and continue to be your friend?"
“Yaoyao, you and this person in front of you are from completely different worlds, even worlds apart. The money in this card may only be the price of a watch or a tree in the yard to him, but it’s different for you. This is your guarantee for the next life, and also your parents’ guarantee. Use the money in this card to buy a house in Shenzhen, and you won’t have to work so hard for the next few decades.”

Even if you return the card, you and this old man are destined never to have any further contact.

To be honest, what the senior said was quite realistic.

The card is still in use, and ten million is gone.

Chen Pingsheng might be a little surprised, but he wouldn't think too much about it.

If she took this money and left, then Song Yaoyao would no longer be a wage earner.

Instead, they became true middle class.

They are still the kind of people who aren't tied down by work.

(End of this chapter)