The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 3 A Happy Day

The fried rice at home suddenly doesn't taste as good anymore.

Chen Pingsheng took Xiao An'an to eat the KFC she had been longing for.

The little guy was very happy. After ordering a large hamburger and fried chicken leg at the restaurant, he also ordered a large order of fries.

"Dad, I want to drink Coke again."

"Order whatever you want. Dad will satisfy you whatever you want to eat today."

Chen Pingsheng patted her head. The little baby was very sensible. He hadn't had the means to raise her properly before.

Now that I can make money, I must raise my daughter in luxury.

Let's start with all-you-can-eat KFC.

Little Anant is easily satisfied, carrying his own plate of sumptuous family bucket meal.

My teeth are almost crooked from laughing.

Seeing her satisfied and innocent smile, Chen Pingsheng couldn't help but take out his phone to take a picture of her and post it on his WeChat Moments.

A few shots, click-clack.

There are photos of Xiao An'an holding up a chicken leg, and her adorable face with her mouth full of oil as she eats.

Chen Pingsheng added his own little caption: A happy day.

For him, being able to watch his daughter grow up little by little and see her beaming with smiles is truly a joyful experience.

This WeChat Moments feature was actually launched in April of this year.

It became an instant hit across the country upon its release.

It has become a habit for most people to check their phones whenever they have a spare moment.

I had just posted it on WeChat Moments when, to my surprise, the first person to like it was my sister-in-law, Song Wu.

"Little An'an is such a good girl, you finally decided to take her out for KFC."

Chen Pingsheng was too lazy to reply to her. His sister-in-law was studying at an art school in the capital, where everyone was either rich or powerful.

Over time, they developed a habit of looking down on others.

However, she was still very good to Xiao An'an and often took her out to play.

Song Wu had just turned on her phone and was idly scrolling through her WeChat Moments.

There were no short videos in 2012, so naturally there were no sexy girls dancing.

This year is also known as the beginning of the mobile internet.

The major internet giants were all established during this period.

For example, group buying platforms and the merger of Youku and Tudou.

Of course, the most popular device is the mobile terminal, namely the mobile phone.

Baidu, 360, Tencent, Alibaba, NetEase, Sohu, Xiaomi and others all announced their entry into the smartphone market in that year.

Among them, Lei Jun, who stands out from the crowd and is hailed as an entrepreneurial legend, is naturally the one.

All of this was still very unfamiliar to Chen Pingsheng, after all, he was still far from the level of that capital tycoon.

All he could think about was how to sell durians well, and then use some kind of cheat code to randomly multiply the profits.

This way, your monthly income can increase several times over.

"Dad, I'm full."

Little An'an patted her tummy contentedly and even let out a small burp.

Chen Pingsheng pinched her little face, "Now that you're full, let's go pick up your mom from get off work."

In the dead of winter, with the added downpour, it was truly cold.

The temperature has dropped to minus three or four degrees Celsius.

Chen Pingsheng carried Xiao An'an to the front of him, and after putting a large raincoat on her, the little one hid very well. The father and daughter rode their electric scooter to pick up her mother.

At 4:30, Chen Pingsheng arrived at the entrance of the office building where Song Yanxi worked.

No matter how busy he is, he still picks his wife up from get off work on time every day.

This is one of the few things he has been able to do for his wife in the past few years that others can still envy.

After all, not many people are like him, picking up and dropping off his wife from get off work day after day, year after year.

Although at first, people would look at him with a hint of disdain when he rode an electric bike.

After all, Song Yanxi was so young and beautiful, and then he kept sending her away for months, years, two years, or three years.

Gradually, fewer and fewer people gossiped about it.

Human hearts are made of flesh and blood, and not every man is born in Rome.

Even though he's from out of town and doesn't have much money, he's extremely devoted to his wife and is respected by some people.

Especially since he has a good personality, many people in the company used to ridicule and verbally attack him.

He always greeted people with a smile, and Song Yanxi's colleagues thought that if they really couldn't find a rich person, it wouldn't be bad to find a down-to-earth outsider like him.

At least you don't have to worry about someone changing their mind and it being bad for you.

On rainy days, Chen Pingsheng would wait outside with Xiao An'an.

This huge office building is so big that you can't get in without a certain level of education; the minimum requirement for working here is a college degree.

Song Yanxi was an exception. At that time, her company was just starting out, so the requirements for hiring were not high.

"Oh my, Yanxi, your husband really does come to pick you up rain or shine."

The speaker was my wife's colleague, Du Juan, who was also a young woman who had come here after graduation and we had a pretty good relationship.

Chen Pingsheng hadn't even taken off his raincoat when Song Yanxi gave him a reproachful glare. "It's so cold outside, why don't you wait inside?"

"Forget it, I worked up a sweat moving with someone before. Everyone here is a respectable person. It's better for someone like me not to go in."

Song Yanxi didn't know what to say about him. He was such a proud and outstanding person when he was young, but now he is so cautious.

It was as if they were afraid of causing trouble for her.

In fact, over the years, Song Yanxi has never wavered in her original aspirations.

Whenever her colleagues ask her what her husband does, she will tell them without hesitation that her husband sells durians.

He also helps people move. If any of you need to move, you can ask him. He's strong and hardworking, and he can do the work of three people.

At first, my colleagues just smiled and didn't say anything. After all, this is the capital city, and people care about appearances in everything.

It's quite unusual for someone like her to not care about her husband's humble background and undesirable profession.

Song Yanxi pinched Xiao An'an's little face, then took off her raincoat and sat behind Chen Pingsheng.

She held him in her arms, trying to give him more warmth.

After Chen Pingsheng accelerated and drove away, his colleagues immediately started discussing again.

First up was Du Juan, who said with a hint of envy, "Yanxi's husband is really good to her."

"What's the use of this?"

Dissenting voices immediately arose. Yang Dan was also a recent college graduate, not particularly attractive but exceptionally confident.

"He has the nerve to ride a motorcycle to pick up his wife in this freezing weather. I'd rather cry in a BMW than laugh like this on a motorcycle."

There was no point in arguing, so Du Juan simply ignored her; after all, she was a true-blue Beijing native.

She never looked down on people from other places, so I don't know where Yang Dan got the audacity to say that.

Moreover, the whole company knows what kind of person she is.

"I will only marry a rich second-generation heir," was Yang Dan's motto.

(End of this chapter)