Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

The biggest difference between her and Yang Qian was that her life experience was still too shallow.

Of course.

For Chu Qiuyan, Chen Pingsheng had always been her greatest mentor.

That's right, mentor.

It was he who had taken her step by step to where she was today.

She would never forget this debt of gratitude.

Chen Pingsheng also asked her if the issue of her sister's schooling had been resolved?

Chu Qiuyan nodded; Tong Zelan had helped her with the Magic City household registration.

She would most likely settle down in Magic City in the future.

It was a bustling city, and at the same time, a city full of endless possibilities.

If it weren't for Bobo Milk Tea, she couldn't even dare to think about settling in such a place.

Now she had a car, a house, and nearly a hundred million in cash deposits.

She was definitely at the pinnacle of her life.

Initially, she hadn't planned to offer her a stake in her coffee shop.

However, after talking with her today, Chen Pingsheng suddenly felt.

Perhaps Chu Qiuyan could bridge the coffee and milk tea sectors.

After hesitating for no more than three seconds, he decided to give her a five percent investment share.

Added to Yang Mi's, this made up ten percent of the shares, with the remaining ten percent reserved for the coffee shop's founding team.

Although Chu Qiuyan really wanted to invest in her own name, she thought about it and decided it was best under the name of Bobo Milk Tea.

If the coffee shop were to become successful, it could greatly stimulate the stock price of Bobo Milk Tea.

If it did not succeed, it would merely be a failed investment made before going public.

From any perspective, it was better to invest under the name of Bobo Milk Tea.

In the future, the two companies would also have an inseparable marital relationship.

Chen Pingsheng thought it was a good idea and agreed with her thoughts.

If they could push Bobo Milk Tea's stock price above six billion in half a year,

then he could cash out five or six billion for himself.

With a random multiplier, it would definitely be another fortune.

By then, he could even use this money to directly complete the layout of Tenghui Department Store in Magic City.

After all, the future of Tenghui was meant to be left to Chen An'an to inherit.

As a father, he considered himself quite good to her, even thinking about leaving her a fortune of tens of billions to inherit when she grows up.

She could definitely live comfortably for the rest of her life on that.

As for the Little Fart Kid, he was still too young, so no plans were made yet.

They didn't leave until the neon lights were dazzling, and when Chen Pingsheng got home he found Bai Xin had already prepared dinner for him.

This little secretary had been out playing all day; there were quite a few shopping bags in the house.

Originally, she planned to stay in Magic City for a week, but returned to Capital City in just three days.

The spoiled brat was about to start school soon, and he also had to start selecting a suitable coffee shop partner.

Although these would take some time, it didn't prevent him from directly investing a hundred million to open dozens of coffee shops in Capital City first.

Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth; he had always believed in this principle.

No matter the problem, planning ahead can be very clear, but it still has to be solved in action.

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Back at home.

The Little Fart Kid came running over with those little short legs of hers.

All the way, she kept shouting, "Papa, Papa."

If you listened carefully, it was "Dad."

If you didn't, it sounded like "Papa."

What more could you ask of a one year and three-month-old Little Fart Kid?

Seeing her so happy to welcome him, he was very happy too.

Chen Pingsheng held her in his arms, this little cotton-padded jacket of a daughter really liked him a lot.

She rushed over with excitement from afar.

It made Chen An'an, who had been playing with her, quite embarrassed.

The spoiled brat was still feeling resentful; Dad went to Magic City without taking her along, which wasn't nice at all.

A lollipop could settle the Little Fart Kid, and if the spoiled brat ignored her for ten minutes, she'd just sulk honestly until her anger faded away.

"Dad, did you go see the big yacht I bought?"

"I did, it's not bad."

"So when are we going to set sail for a trip?"

The spoiled brat was full of anticipation, and Pingsheng said, "Let's go during the National Day holiday; we'll have a seven-day vacation, and I'll take you out to have fun."

"Alrighty."

Pingsheng asked where Grandma had gone, and Chen An'an said she had gone out to buy groceries.

The vegetables they planted on the second floor were still not mature.

So, they still went to buy groceries from their own Tenghui Department Store every day.

And today, Aunt Chen Qi had come back from Hu Lin's hometown.

Along with her were Hu Lin's Wife, her older brother, and they brought quite a few rural specialties from the village.

Chen An'an showed him one by one: a country hen, thirty country eggs.

There were also two ducks raised by their own family, and one big goose.

Chen An'an didn't think these were valuable, but she appreciated the thought behind them.

She wanted to eat that country hen that day.

Pingsheng told her to boil water while he himself plucked the chicken in the yard.

As the older brother, he had to show some courtesy when guests visited his little sister's home.
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He couldn't leave people with a bad impression of putting on airs.

Ever since Chen Qi had visited Hu Lin's hometown, she would often call him.

She felt a deep connection to the simple rural family.

Especially the woman named He Xingfu.

She was an exceptionally good rural woman, short but full of energy.

She could handle the village's well-known thugs, and she was also capable of raising pigs and farming just about anything.

She was quite impressed with herself.

The two decided to get married in October, and she wouldn't return home this Chinese New Year.

Instead, she'd go with Hu Lin to his place.

Pingsheng was fine with it, as long as his little sister was satisfied.

The spoiled brat, though mischievous, was quick to help and boiled the water efficiently. The father and daughter then plucked chicken feathers together in the yard.

As it approached noon, his little sister Chen Qi arrived with her boyfriend Hu Lin and his older brother and sister-in-law.

Pingsheng even took an extra look at the rural woman named He Xingfu.

She was quite petite, dressed simply.

Black hemp trousers paired with a floral shirt, hair tied in a low ponytail.

Honestly, she looked rather rustic.

But He Xingfu was an extremely down-to-earth rural woman, possessing the simplicity and diligence of the previous generation.

Respectful to her mother-in-law and capable of looking after her husband and teaching their children.

For rural men of today, marrying a country wife like her was absolutely a blessing earned over three lifetimes.

In their hands, they carried some large sweet melons from their own garden, and truth be told, He Xingfu had never seen such a beautiful house before.

She was astonished upon entering.

Her brother-in-law had said that buying and decorating the house had cost over 200 million, and with all the furnishings inside, it totaled nearly 400 million.

She had no idea what the concept of a billion was.

All she knew was that if someone stole ten thousand yuan from her house, she'd chase them down with a hoe for three miles, pregnant belly and all, without any exaggeration.

And now, living in a 400 million yuan house, they were plucking chicken feathers in the yard, doing the same thing she did back in the village.

This seemed somewhat different from the aloofness her brother-in-law had described.

"Brother, why are you doing this in the yard?"

"An'an wants to eat a country chicken; you guys happened to have sent one over, so if I don't pluck it, what will she eat?"

"That's okay, brother, let me do it."

He Xingfu rolled up her sleeves and started plucking rapidly. Pingsheng didn't fight her for the task because sometimes letting her do something actually helped her adjust better.

Otherwise, ordinary people entering such a yard could get intimidated.

The divide between rich and poor is reflected in every aspect.