Mixed in 1980

Chapter 543 Official Separation
The statements from the Chen siblings completely calmed public opinion, and people began to understand Chen Lao Er's words: "What you can see is your limit."

Only by putting yourself in the role can you truly appreciate how formidable Chen Lao Er is.

If you were given a company with 100 employees, could you manage it well? It's no exaggeration to say that most people wouldn't be able to.

What about medium to large companies with thousands or tens of thousands of employees?

It's almost certain that 99% of people can't be managed well, and the result will be the same for everyone. The only difference is whether the company dies a few years earlier or a few years later.

What about giants with hundreds of thousands or millions of employees?

Forget it, that's not something an ordinary person can handle. How many large companies like that are there globally? Every time they change successors, they almost always suffer a heavy blow.

Chen Laosan is quite formidable.

After taking over Feixing Mobile, he lost interest in other industries, and even other companies in the mobile phone industry chain had no intention of taking over.

In the future, they will only take a portion of the shares to maintain a voice, but they will have no real control over the company.

If counted by number of employees, Chen Xiaowu is a true talent. Chinatown Supermarket has millions of employees worldwide, and its food company provides millions of jobs.

But it also reached its limit.

Chen Xiaowu has no interest in other industries; he would only make a mess of his work and life rather than suffer like that.

Chen Laosan and Chen Xiaowu can be considered outstanding individuals.

Compared to Chen Lao Er, he was far inferior. The Chen family's public enterprises and private industries could not cause any trouble in his hands.

In the financial markets, he's an even more ruthless character, just like Chen Fan, reaping profits all over the world.

No wonder he inherited the family business.

If an ordinary person were to take over, the company would either fall apart or have its power stripped away, turning it into a company run by high-ranking executives rather than the Chen family's company.

Some people have even compiled a list of executives who were dealt with by Chen Lao Er. Although only a small portion of them have been exposed, there are many more in secret.

Even so, it's clear that he's ruthless and vicious.

Some bloggers have also listed some of Chen Lao Er's competitors who were killed off, and how he fought one business battle after another without ever losing.

Just as he himself said, he is unforgiving when he is in the right.

"Chen Lao Er is indeed terrifyingly strong."

"That's too narrow-minded. How can the inheritance of a large family be measured by the word 'fairness' alone?"

“Dividing the profits equally may seem fair, but for employees, it would be a devastating blow. If the company fails, a large number of people will lose their jobs.”

“For a super-rich family like the Chen family, money is indeed not that important, since they can’t spend it all anyway. But businesses are different; they are related to a lot of people’s livelihoods.”

……

The matter on the internet has been settled.

As the year draws to a close, and since they won't be going back to their hometown for the Spring Festival this year, life will continue as usual. Zhao Yuanyuan found the right time and dragged her husband to the local market.

At the market, I ran into Zhang Jianjun's wife.

Zhang Jianjun was not there.

I went up and asked, only to find out that Zhang Jianjun had been seriously ill for half a year and had already passed away.

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment.

In my past life, I died and Zhang Jianjun was still fine. How could this happen so suddenly?

Life is really unpredictable.

In his previous life, Zhang Jianjun acquired a room full of antiques from Li Hongbing, thus gaining a lifetime of wealth, a carefree and healthy life, and naturally living a long life.

Without that room full of antiques, Zhang Jianjun's life was not easy. He was constantly on the go, working hard in all kinds of weather, and his children were unfilial. It's no wonder he couldn't keep going.

Wasn't I the same in my past life?

He worked hard all his life and made money, but his health collapsed. He spent the last few years of his life in a hospital bed, thanks to Chen Yi and Xiao Xi.

"Are you getting sentimental?" Zhao Yuanyuan teased.

Who does Zhang Jianjun think he is? Does she not know? He's a despicable scoundrel who does nothing but disgusting things. Chen Fan has wronged him countless times.

"Sad, not really, just a bit of a surprise. I didn't expect him to die so young." Chen Fan shook his head slightly.

"Life and death are preordained, and have absolutely no say in the matter."

"makes sense."

Seeing a stall selling candied hawthorns ahead, Chen Fan quickly walked over, bought one, and the couple each took a bite, strolling around casually.

If I come across a dried fruit vendor, I'll go up and try some.

The next day, the children also came out, leading a large group to stroll through the market, which lasted until the day before New Year's Eve.

The Chen family reunion dinner was very lively.

Chen Fan called back Chen Yi, Zhang Xiaoxi, Chen Yanxi, and Chen Yanyin, spanning four generations, to divide the family property on this day of family reunion.

"Let's all have a drink first."

Everyone raised their glasses, offered New Year's greetings, and drank them down in one gulp: "Xiao Yi, you go first, which industries are you interested in?"

Chen Yi rolled her eyes: "Brother, I've said it before, there's no need to give me these things. My child won't be going down the business path in the future."

"I don't want shares in other companies either."

"Don't try to persuade me, I won't take it. I have more money than I can spend, it's meaningless. How about this, give me twenty more plots of land for residential construction."

Chen Fan smiled wryly. This child!

"My ambitions don't lie here, and there's no need to force it," Chen Fan said, looking at his second brother. "Tomorrow, prepare twenty sets of homestead land and send them to your aunt."

"Thank you, brother!" Chen Yi smiled.

The homesteads in ancient cities and towns are still quite valuable, but they are nothing to the Chen family. However, they have a different meaning because they can be passed down to future generations.

"If you don't want it yourself, don't blame me for not giving it to you later."

Chen Fan glared at his younger sister, then looked at his eldest niece: "Xiaoxi, it's your turn. What do you want?"

Zhang Xiaoxi quickly shook her head: "Uncle, really, there's no need. You know my abilities. It's already quite an achievement to be able to run an auditing firm well."

"Any more will only lead to ruin."

"The second son has come up with two more trillion-level projects. I'll take a 6% stake, which is over 100 billion yuan. That's enough to keep him busy."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Never mind, I won't force you. Boss, what about you?"

"Don't look at me, I don't want it either."

Not only Chen Yanxi, but also the third, fourth and fifth brothers had the same idea: what they had now was enough, and the rest should be left to the second brother.

Asking for more is just a burden.

Indeed, a mismatch between virtue, ability, and wealth will only bring disaster.

Chen Fan thought for a moment and said, "Since none of you want to be in charge, let's get some easy ones. Starfire No. 1 goes to Chen Yi, No. 2 goes to Xiaoxi, No. 3 goes to the eldest brother, and No. 4 goes to the fourth brother."

"Collecting rent won't interfere with your work, will it?"

"When you no longer want to manage it, whether you want to keep it or sell it is up to you. Second brother, prepare the equity transfer document in a few days."

"Okay," Chen Lao Er replied.

Chen Fan added, "Is the zoo still under Xinghuo Investment's name? We'll transfer it to Lao Si in a few days; it was originally built for her."

Chen Yanyin had a bitter face.

I really want to slap my younger self for wanting a zoo. Now, I can't even stop wanting one.

"Who are you trying to impress with that long face?"

Chen Fan glared at his youngest daughter and continued, "Two houses each in the Mentougou villa area, and the rest go to the second son."

"The real estate has already been divided before, and today it will be completely divided."

"The housing market has been down for the past two years, and there's definitely no hope for the future. If you like courtyard houses in a few years, you can buy more yourself." "Pass them down from generation to generation."

"I'm not going to worry about that. I've already left you with more than enough."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lao Er laughed and said, "Dad, don't worry. Once the prices drop to the bottom, I'll buy another batch of courtyard houses. Otherwise, there won't be enough for several generations."

The Chen family has many courtyard houses, but not too many.

Besides Mao'er Hutong, there are more than a dozen other houses. By the time the grandchildren reach that age, there will be twelve people. If they continue to branch out, there won't be enough to go around.

This is not something Chen Fan should worry about.

Each generation does its own thing, and now is not the time to buy a house. Houses are no longer considered assets, but consumer goods.

It's not too late to buy at the bottom in a few years.

As for commercial housing, the Chen family has never been interested in it for generations. They have been used to living in a large courtyard since childhood and like to sit under the big tree in the courtyard and brew a pot of fragrant tea.

"Just remember."

Chen Fan nodded slightly and looked around at everyone: "If you don't want the company, what you can divide up are cash and gold, so it's simple."

“And silver,” Chen Lao Er added.

Chen Fan asked in surprise, "When did you stockpile these?"

Chen Lao Er explained, "In recent years, countries have been scrambling for gold. Our family had too much cash, so we bought a batch of silver and stored it in Hong Kong."

"How much did you invest?" Chen Fan asked.

"150 billion US dollars."

"There are quite a lot, let's divide them together."

Chen Fan took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag: "If the company's funds are not being used, what are our family's main cash reserves?"

"US dollars are the biggest part, followed by yuan, then some euros, yen, and currencies from Southeast Asian countries," Chen Lao Er said.

Chen Fan took a few more breaths: "To put it simply, we'll divide it according to HK Electric's shareholding ratio. You take 64%, and the rest, you each take 6%."

“Dad…” Chen Lao Er’s heart skipped a beat.

Chen Fan pressed his hand down to shut him up: "Alright, 6%, that's enough for them to mess around with. If they can't mess around with it, I'll have to admit I'm impressed."

Upon hearing this, everyone laughed.

Let alone 6%, even 1% would be more than an average person could afford to squander, and no one in their family would have the potential to produce a genius like Hu Hai, Yang Guang, or Zhu Qizhen.

Aside from investing in businesses and starting a business, spending money on food, drinks, and entertainment is all that's involved. How much money can you possibly spend on that?
"The same applies to gold and silver."

Chen Fan flicked his cigarette ash: "These things are meant to build up your family's wealth. Your generation probably won't need them."

"I can't control what happens after that."

"In the future, the branches will spread and the trees will continue to grow. Some people will be successful, and some will be unsuccessful. Wealth and status are determined by fate."

"But there's one thing you must remember."

"Passing down morality can last for more than ten generations; passing down farming and reading is next best; passing down poetry and books is next best; and passing down wealth and status will not last more than three generations."

"The words of our ancestors are all based on experience."

"Although our family is wealthy, we cannot pass on wealth as a family tradition. We must do a good job in educating our children and follow the path of charity, which is to say, passing on morality as a family tradition."

Upon hearing this, Chen Lao Er nodded quickly: "Dad, don't worry, I definitely won't forget. Our family foundation will definitely continue to operate from generation to generation."

“Every generation must participate.”

"Just like when we were kids, we have the word 'charity' ingrained in our blood."

The brothers and sisters all nodded in agreement.

That's what we're doing now. All ten of my older children are involved in charity projects, and the two younger ones will be in the same boat in a few years.

The same applies to the next generation.

Chen Fan was finally satisfied: "Forty years ago, it was easy to make money and there were many profits, so naturally there were many charitable investments. In the future, when profits are less, charity will have to be reduced."

"It can only be reduced, but not stopped."

"The most important point is that not a single penny of the charitable fund can be spent abroad. No matter how many people die abroad, it has nothing to do with our Chen family."

Everyone agrees with this.

They were taught this way at home from a young age, and their values ​​were formed long ago. In the eyes of their siblings, foreigners are just leeks to be harvested, and it would be considered charity if they didn't get any cut.

Give them money? Dream on!

"We'll talk about the rest tomorrow. Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, everyone should start eating and celebrate the New Year."

We celebrated Lunar New Year's Eve in a lively and festive manner.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Fan summoned people to the east courtyard again, turned on the computer and projector, and played the family heirloom plan that he had compiled during the biological warfare.

"The family fund, as I told you before, provides funding for married daughters to support three generations of their descendants, and for male descendants to support five generations of their descendants."

"As the saying goes, the blessings of a virtuous ruler decline after three generations and end after five generations, which is the meaning of this."

"It might not even last five generations."

"That's basically the gist of it. Just keep that in mind. From now on, the main branch will be divided into three branches, which means you three brothers will jointly manage the family fund."

"In addition to cash and gold, Tianhe Agriculture Group is also included. It has a large amount of land around the world, which is considered a very stable asset."

That's not the main point I want to make today.

"The question is how to pass it down to future generations."

At this point, Chen Fan looked at his two daughters somewhat awkwardly: "Let your mother say it was their idea."

Chen Fan didn't really care.

She died in a hospital bed in her previous life, and Chen Yi and Xiao Xi took care of her for several years. In the end, all the family property was left to them, and her biological son didn't get a penny.

The three wives didn't think so.

The Chen family's main business can only bear the Chen surname. Daughters can marry out and receive generous dowries, but the main business cannot be touched.

The eldest and fourth sons didn't want it, so the descendants definitely shouldn't be taken.

Therefore, the family division plan clearly stipulates that "ancestral property" can be inherited by daughters when they marry, and their dowry can be generous. However, ancestral property cannot be touched.

If there are no sons, the ancestral property will be inherited by the brothers.

Each generation of heirs must sign an agreement to inherit the ancestral property, either by trying to have a son or by giving up the inheritance.

Watching the three mothers explain things one after another, the second, third, and fifth children were dumbfounded. They really knew how to think.

Chen Fan turned his gaze to his father and quickly said, "Don't look at me, I don't care. If you have any objections, talk to your mother."

"You have a problem with this?" Zeng Ali squinted.

“I have no objection. Auntie is right. Our family name is Chen, so everything from now on should definitely stay in the Chen family’s hands.” Chen Lao Er quickly agreed.

That old lady really knows how to use her hands.

There were five siblings, and who among them hadn't been beaten up when they were little?

Chen Laosan didn't mince words: "I have no objection either. Anyway, I have a son, and if that's not enough, I can have another one."

"Get lost!" Gao Lu pinched her husband.

Chen Laosan chuckled.

Chen Xiaowu continued, "I have no objection either. Two sons are enough. In the future, let them marry a few more and have a few more children."

Zhou Jingshu raised her hand and slapped her husband.

Listen, can you hear what people are saying?
A son isn't a stud, why would he marry several women? No wonder the family is in chaos. Does he really think everyone is a father-in-law or a second brother? He's so lucky.

(End of this chapter)