The Birth of Shanghai's First Conglomerate

Chapter 68 Little Golden Man

December arrived.

A cold front has hit Beijing, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

However, Song Yanxi's passion was still burning like a raging fire.

He called Song Wu and, upon learning that she was still playing the role of a little beggar, drove his Bentley to find her.

Accompanying her was her cousin, Song Shuiqing, who often enjoyed watching filming.

Song Shuiqing used to be considered one of the better people to their family, at least she treated Chen Pingsheng with great courtesy.

As long as she's there, she'll smack her lips and call out "brother-in-law" to him.

It's very sweet.

Now that they meet again, Song Yanxi will naturally like her a little more.

"Sis, why did you suddenly come to the film set to find me?"

"I just wanted you to be a junior advisor."

Song Yanxi said, "Your brother-in-law gave me another 50 million, plus the dividends from the fruit shop and Shuiyunjian, your sister has more money than she can spend, so I was thinking of asking you to go pick out a gift together."

There's more money than you can spend?

Sis, look how pitiful I am.

I'll kneel down and kowtow to you twice, then you can give me a tip.

For a moment, Song Wu didn't know how to respond. She felt like she was in Versailles, yet she couldn't refute it.

The same Song Shuiqing, who was in her early twenties and very pretty, asked:
"Cousin, are you going to pick out a gift for yourself or for your husband?"

"Of course it's with your cousin-in-law."

Song Yanxi said, "I don't lack anything myself. As for your cousin-in-law, don't be fooled by his seemingly carefree attitude. He doesn't spend much money. He doesn't drink at brothels or socialize. He just puts the money he earns into my pocket."

"As his wife, of course I have to buy him more little gifts."

"Alright then." Song Shuiqing happily got into her Bentley.

As for Song Wu, who played the little beggar, when an enemy shell came, the crowd shouted "Italian cannon!"

Lie down.

She wasn't quick enough to fall, and thus she was taken offline.

She originally wanted to showcase seven or eight different acting skills, but the director wouldn't let her.

I always feel like I have a lot of acting skills but nowhere to use them.

Two hundred in hand, time to get out of here.

Song Wu wanted to try driving the Bentley: "Sis, you're pregnant, let me drive!"

"Sure, you'll definitely be turning one on later anyway."

Song Yanxi blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Last time I gave your brother-in-law a nautilus shell, but he didn't seem to like it much when he wore it on his wrist. Your brother-in-law is quite superficial; he doesn't even look at Yang Mi except for cars."

Her skills in showing off her husband are getting better and better.

It's already a masterpiece.

Sister, I already know how good my brother-in-law is, you don't need to keep bringing it up.

Sitting in the back, Song Shuiqing listened with great interest. "Cousin, has brother-in-law also met Yang Mi?"

"I've seen her more than once. A few days ago, I invited her to my Shuiyun Pavilion to do a small advertisement. Speaking of which, Yang Mi's influence is really strong. I'm so glad your brother-in-law thought of having her endorse our breast care products. I've made more than 30 million in just a few days. Don't you think your brother-in-law should be rewarded?"

Song Yanxi smiled and said, "Men are sometimes like children; they need to be rewarded for doing good deeds."

Song Wu knew a little about this matter, but not much.

After all, it had been trending on social media before, but was quickly removed from the search.

I bet even Yang Mi herself was completely baffled.

I agreed to endorse Shuiyunjian, but when will I agree to endorse your breast care product?
Trying to use my big breasts as an advertisement, did you pay me?

Yang Mi was furious, feeling that the straight man had tarnished her perfect image as a queen.

This is not the time for him to direct the team to conduct an emergency search.

Song Yanxi didn't care about any of that. The point of inviting celebrities is to make money. If you can't make money, what's the point of inviting celebrities?

"My cousin's husband is really amazing."

Song Shuiqing clapped her hands with a face full of admiration, looking just like a little fangirl.

She was genuinely shocked; she had always heard from the Song family that her cousin's family had made a fortune this year.

She didn't have anything to be jealous of, she was just a little envious.

Now that I hear how much money my cousin-in-law makes, how can I not admire him?

They were practically prostrating themselves in admiration.

Song Yanxi was delighted and said directly, "Shuiqing, you're a sophomore now, right? It won't do to have bare hands. I'll get you a Longines tomorrow."

This... Song Wu was once again dumbfounded.

Her sister is going too far. Does she give gifts to anyone who compliments her man?

Song Wu gritted her teeth: "Brother-in-law is really amazing."

"That's so well said, don't say it again next time."

Song Yanxi rolled her eyes at her, as if to say, "Do you really think I'm blind and give gifts to just anyone?"

There has to be at least some genuine feeling involved.

Thinking of tricking me into giving me a gift? Do you think I'm that stupid?

Song Wu was exhausted, but Song Shuiqing laughed exaggeratedly.

Song Yanxi drove to the 4S store; her man is really simple-minded.

A big car can make him happy for months.

I already have quite a few at home, so I'm a bit unsure what to buy this time.

That's when they pulled Song Wu and her younger cousin over together.

"Sis, what exactly do you want to pick?"

Song Wu couldn't help but ask, "Every time you come, it's to buy a car. I'm already numb to it."

Song Shuiqing, however, watched with great interest.

Song Yanxi said, "We already have quite a few cars at home. After giving away the Panamera, your brother-in-law is actually missing a high-end luxury car."

"I can't decide whether to buy a Mercedes S600 or a Maybach right now."

If you can't make up your mind, just ask us!
I'm not even worthy to look at the wheels of this kind of car.

"Sis, you can choose a Rolls-Royce too!"

Song Shuiqing, who has loved watching Hong Kong movies since childhood, is particularly fond of those little golden statuettes. He always felt that the moment a successful man stepped off the little golden statuette car...

He's indescribably handsome.

"The price of a Rolls-Royce is secondary; it's just that your brother-in-law doesn't seem to like being so high-profile."

"If you don't like Rolls-Royce, your brother-in-law should have a Maybach S680 bespoke edition."

This car is no less impressive than a Rolls-Royce.

The combination of black and gold gives it a high-end, sophisticated, and classy feel.

Song Yanxi could tell at a glance that her man definitely loved her.

I asked about the price, and it was ridiculously high.

The salesperson said, "This car is a limited edition, high-end custom-made one. Our entire store only has one. The full price is 6.9 million. If you add some options, it will be around 8 million."

Luxury cars, you can easily spend over a million just by picking out a few accessories.

Michelle Song really loves the Maybach S680.

This kind of car is specifically designed for men; that's right, cars in this class are generally used for passenger transport.

Those who drive are usually drivers.

Seven million in cash was barely acceptable. After paying by card, Song Wu drove it home.

We're just waiting for Chen Pingsheng to come back so we can give him a big surprise.

Song Wu got to experience what it was like to drive a luxury car, until she returned to her home on the Third Ring Road.

Liu Fen had just returned from playing mahjong.

Maybe he wasn't having the best luck, because he looked sullen. He even slammed the door shut when he came back.

"Where have you been? Why are you back so late?" Liu Fen asked curiously.

Song Wu said listlessly, "I went to buy a car with my sister. She picked up a Maybach S680 from my brother-in-law."

"What kind of car is this? It looks so familiar!"

"How could I not be familiar with it? It cost over seven million in full, and I didn't even blink an eye."

"Huh??" Liu Fen's eyes widened, and she fell straight to the ground with a thud.

Song Wu was extremely nervous.

Liu Fen took her hand and said, "Quickly take me to your uncle's house."

Isn't that Song Shuiqing's small clinic?
Song Wu found it strange; her mother was getting way too excited.

Isn't it perfectly normal for my sister to buy a car?

Liu Fen is going to use her talent to show her what an Oscar statuette really is.

……

Song Shuiqing lives in the Fourth Ring Road area, and her family's financial situation isn't bad.

Of course, it has nothing to do with being good or bad.

Her family runs a small clinic right at the entrance of the residential area. Over the decades, they have progressed from itinerant doctors to clinic doctors, which is quite an achievement.

The clinic, which usually only has average business, suddenly had a big customer today.

Have you ever seen ambulances soliciting passengers to go to the community clinic?
Liu Fen kept groaning and moaning the whole way, her eyes weak and lifeless.

With such natural acting skills, she's way ahead of those young heartthrobs.

They arrived at the clinic, and the ambulance carried her down on a stretcher.

Liu Fen dialed her eldest daughter's number, her voice weak and feeble: "Daughter, Mom is about to collapse."

Despite being her own mother, Song Yanxi inexplicably drove her newly bought Maybach to visit Chen Pingsheng.

Upon arriving at the clinic, Song Shuiqing's father came over, guessing that her condition was probably quite serious.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have escalated to the point where an ambulance had to carry them over on a stretcher.

I thought I'd get a heart rate check done first, since this is the kind of facility a small clinic has.

After the ambulance left, Liu Fen opened her eyes and waved him away, saying, "What are you doing? I'm not sick."

"If you're not sick, why don't you call 120 and have them carried over?"

"Uncle, my mom did this because she heard that my sister spent another seven million to buy a Maybach."

Song Wu was helpless; she never imagined her mother had this side to her.

A knife cut my buttocks, and I opened my eyes.

Even Song Jun, who was in his early fifties, understood; it turned out that this was all due to jealousy.

They were planning to cause this scene.

"Hey girl, Yanxi is still your own daughter, do you really need to do this?"

"Why not?"

Liu Fen was like a mother hen with her feathers ruffled, "Do you know how successful my daughter is now? Last month she took me to buy a watch, a tiny piece that cost over 800,000 yuan, and with a snap, my heart was bleeding."

"Just today, she took Xiaowu to buy a car again, spending over seven million without even blinking an eye."

"Not to mention her house, it's located anywhere from the Sixth Ring Road to the Second Ring Road.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she moved to the Forbidden City someday."

"You know, as her mother, I raised her with tears and snot all over my face. Now her bathroom is bigger than my room. If I don't fix this up, I'm afraid I won't get to enjoy any of her good fortune before I die."

The naive Song Shuiqing was completely dumbfounded.

So this aunt was trying to put on a show of deep mother-son affection.

Is it really appropriate to scheme against my older cousin like this?

Song Jun couldn't say anything; everyone in the Song family knew that Chen Pingsheng had become successful.

In the past, many relatives would rush to give gifts, casually buying an old hen at the market and claiming it was a large free-range chicken brought from home.

He borrowed money as soon as the chicken was delivered, without any hesitation.

As time went on, Song Yanxi stopped letting these people even through the door.

Besides, this happened before Chen Pingsheng became successful.

The Liu family, relying on their Beijing residency, look down on people and always ask them to bring durians.

You can bring it up whenever you want, but the worst part is that you didn't even say a kind word after sending the durian.

It's no wonder things have turned out this way.

He never expected that his own mother would lead the scheme against her daughter.

People's hearts are not ancient.

"Hey girl, you should just shut up. Doing all this will only hurt them more."

"It's cold, but I'm going to get a house today no matter what. You can all just pretend you don't know anything about it later."

Liu Fen is determined.

When a brand-new Maybach pulled up outside, everyone knew that Chen Pingsheng and his family had arrived.

Nowadays, only his family has this kind of style.

Song Shuiqing wanted to speak, but she couldn't withstand Liu Fen's threats.

He could only cutely cover his mouth; after all, she was his mother-in-law, and it would be inappropriate for him not to come when she was so seriously ill.

Song Yanxi was very worried and ran inside without saying anything.

A group of people crowded inside, saying nothing, just watching how Liu Fen would act.

She truly lives up to her reputation as a woman in her early fifties; her acting skills are superb.

They went from when Song Yanxi was one year old and couldn't walk anymore to when she was three years old and was still drinking milk.

When she was five years old and being bullied by some kids next door, it was she who selflessly shone with maternal love.

They beat those little brats until they screamed in pain.

Then he single-handedly took on five families, verbally abusing them until they were powerless to resist.

"My daughter, I'm dying. My only wish in this life is that you can have a better life."

"I've wronged you in this life. I don't have many expectations for the rest of my life. If I could live in a big house and drive a Mercedes again, I could die in peace."

Song Yanxi: "Mom, no one lives in our house in Wanliu yet. Why don't you go there and hire two more nannies for you while you're at it?"

"really?"

Liu Fen sat up abruptly.

He no longer looks like a patient at all.

Song Yanxi sneered, "You're a pretty good mother, aren't you? You even pretend to be sick in front of your daughter."

Liu Fen showed no embarrassment at being exposed, but instead argued vehemently, "Isn't it because you forced me to? You're quite the filial daughter, aren't you? Your family is rolling in money, yet you've given your mother even a little bit of it."

Okay, now that everything's out in the open, we can barely have a normal conversation.

"I'm hungry, let's get something to eat first."

Liu Fen stopped pretending and got up to go find something.

Song Yanxi handed her a bottle of eight-treasure porridge, "It's a good thing you still remember to eat. If you keep pretending like this, I'm really afraid you'll just suddenly die."

"You don't even own a house in your family, do you think I'd be here so soon?"

"Cousin, brother-in-law, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

It was the quick-witted Song Shuiqing who saw the situation clearly and came out to make arrangements.

No matter what, they are still mother and daughter. No matter how much they quarrel or argue, their blood ties cannot be severed.

"Not yet, let's book a table outside and treat everyone to a meal."

Chen Pingsheng said, "There's a pretty good seafood buffet nearby, let's go there."

“Okay.” Song Shuiqing was delighted to have a big meal with her cousin-in-law.

(End of this chapter)