Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled-Chapter 735 - 543: Continuing the Family Business

Chapter 735 -543: Continuing the Family Business

In Er Piya’s world, the concept of “poverty” simply doesn’t exist.

The greatest significance of the Worry-free Tavern might be that it taught her a proper understanding of social class.

Stop treating money as if it means nothing all day long. As for the spoiled brat, Chen An’an, she has at least seen a bit of the real world. She knows, for instance, that there are people out there who can’t even afford to eat.

Let alone buying a house in Magic City. People visiting The Bund are already numerous, and come nightfall, every alley is packed with bustling crowds.

The doors of the Worry-free Tavern are wide open, while Chen Pingsheng sits inside chatting with his old friend Zhang Tao.

That guy used to be quite dependable, but the joke about men turning rotten once they get rich? It’s no joke.

He married a college girl back in the day—someone at least five or six years younger than him.

Now, that college girl has become the mother of two kids.

By all rights, Zhang Tao should be content.

But instead, he ended up falling for another innocent college girl during a trip.

He didn’t bother hiding this from Chen Pingsheng—he’s the type to say whatever is on his mind.

He chased after this woman for a while. Women—they either fancy you at first glance.

Or they’re won over by the power of your wallet. Obviously, Zhang Tao leaned on the latter.

No talk of hiding anything—he didn’t even bother concealing it from his wife.

Things haven’t quite descended into chaos at home, though, because he bought his wife a near-billion-dollar mansion in the Capital.

His wife has pretty much accepted the fact that he has a Little Third outside.

Honestly, this kind of thing isn’t exaggerated at all. Plenty of rich men are like this, and smart women mostly just let it slide.

“Just don’t follow Gao Hu’s old path, alright?”

That’s the only advice Chen Pingsheng could offer, and Zhang Tao swore he wouldn’t. He insisted his feelings for the Little Third were genuine, that he wasn’t just thinking with his lower half.

The tavern welcomed quite a few customers. While the spoiled brat greeted guests, she made extra effort to chat with people.

She claimed the store was hosting an event: if one’s story is moving enough, they could honestly win a prize of 100,000 to 500,000 yuan.

But what counts as “moving”? There’s absolutely no standard.

Meanwhile, Er Piya busied herself asking people about their incomes. Her manner was indeed a bit intrusive, but come on—she’s only five years old, an adorably sweet little girl.

Who could actually hold it against her?

To be honest, most people’s lives are rather ordinary. Rarely do they involve Earth-shattering events.

Take one girl who told Chen An’an, for instance—her monthly income is just 12,000 yuan.

And that income took her 18 years of hard work to achieve. Beginning from first grade, she had always been the most studious in class.

Even through to her university graduation, she continued to rank among the top students in the entire school.

She had believed grades determined everything, but upon entering the workforce, she found her boss turned out to be someone who had been the class dunce.

This guy’s grades had been terrible, but that didn’t stop his wealthy parents.

No matter how hard she worked, she was just another ordinary person on an ordinary job.

Every night, she liked to take a walk along The Bund in Magic City, where so many others, just like her, had come from out of town.

They would all gaze at the stars, at this Ten Li Foreign Market.

And then they’d think, one day, surely, I’ll be able to buy a little house of my own in this place.

It’s a story of diligence and ambition, without any dramatic ups and downs.

It’s simply about someone who has been disciplined from a young age. When she speaks of her company, her tone reflects more helplessness than anything else.

Because that company was just something handed over by parents for their kids to practice running.

Whether it might shut down tomorrow, nobody knows. To someone who has been self-disciplined and hardworking from an early age, working at such a company.

Is itself a kind of torment.

As Chen An’an pondered, she realized that when she grows up, she’ll probably have to inherit her family’s company too.

If she inherits it but lacks the ability to manage it well, then won’t the employees think the same of her?

The answer is undoubtedly yes.

When a company goes bankrupt, it may mean little to her family, but for the regular employees of that company, it’s an immense blow.

The times have changed. If you don’t possess extraordinary talents, earning a high salary with a single company.

Takes years of accumulated experience.

And how much time in our lifetime do we actually have for slow accumulation?

Chen An’an herself is a future heiress. Her father had asked her which company she’d like to inherit when she grows up.

To her, it might be a mere momentary thought, but for the employees on the receiving end, what passes from Dad’s hands will pass into hers.

Would they truly be willing?

“Big Sister, thank you for sharing your story.”

“It’s nothing—just wanted to have someone to vent to.” The girl chuckled lightly.

Chen An’an called her father over and sat him down across from the girl. She seriously remarked:

“Dad, didn’t you say that as long as the story was moving, there could be a cash prize?”

This chapt𝙚r is updated by freeωebnovēl.c૦m.

“Indeed.”

“Well, I find Big Sister’s story quite moving. I want to apply for a prize for her.”

“How much do you want to apply for?” Chen Pingsheng didn’t ask the girl but posed the question to Chen An’an.

The spoiled brat thought for a moment. “I’d like to give her 500,000 yuan.”

“Oh… so, will it be a check or a bank transfer?”

“Bank transfer would be better. If a check gets lost, it’s gone for good.”

Chen Pingsheng summoned the financial staff to take down the young woman’s account details. She was still somewhat dumbfounded.

Just like that—500,000 yuan? Not kidding?

Chen An’an explained: When she grows up, she’ll inherit her family’s company too. She hadn’t understood the meaning of inheriting a company in the past, but today she began to get the picture.

Her dad had always said that inheriting the family business wasn’t merely about taking possession of its wealth but about taking on its responsibilities.

Chen An’an had never quite understood, but now, she got a glimpse of it.

So, she felt genuine gratitude toward this girl.

Sometimes, having a conversation with everyday people can really be beneficial.

Especially for families like theirs.

Chen An’an already had a considerable sum of discretionary money every year, more than most people her age could dream of.

After the girl received the money, Chen An’an asked her many more questions.

For instance, in such a company, what is your biggest hope?

The girl replied that her greatest hope was for the boss to take things more seriously and genuinely run the company well.

This way, as time passed, she and her colleagues could get promoted and receive better pay.

Staying in a company with no future is undoubtedly torment for anyone wanting progress.

If the boss is incompetent, it doesn’t matter how hard the employees try—their efforts are wasted.

Take someone like Wang Yanfeng: with so many employees, could there really have been no bright minds among them?

The answer is clearly no.

If he was ineffective, his team inevitably followed the same trajectory.

This girl also shared some anecdotes about wealthy heirs running companies—how many of them obviously lacked skill.

And yet stubbornly insisted on individualist approaches, creating environments full of so-called one-man-rule.

Where whatever they say must be obeyed.

Do a good job, and you get no praise; do poorly, and you’re scolded like a dog.

The most troublesome aspect is, these types are constantly changing their minds.

Whenever an idea popped up, they immediately demanded action.

Once completed, they’d find it inadequate, gather the employees to summarize it with a few words, and move on to the next whimsical idea.

In short, this is a common problem faced by many wealthy heirs starting companies.

Emotional instability and impulsiveness in deciding on critical business matters.

It drains employees of their motivation.

That’s the main reason she came by to have a little drink today.