Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Tianhu Mountain, the cradle of Taoism, the origin of an entire religion.

Perhaps it was the intense culture of Taoist cultivation, the not-so-serious big and small actually skipped dinner to meditate cross-legged, attempting to cultivate immortality.

Ten minutes later, Chen An'an opened her eyes, "Dad, I'm hungry."

"Endure it."

"Oh."

Half an hour later, with her stomach growling, Chen An'an opened her eyes again, "Dad, I want to eat dinner."

"Endure it, if you don't even have this bit of willpower, how can you talk about losing weight... I mean, cultivating immortality."

"Oh."

Surprisingly, Chen An'an sat for another ten minutes but finally couldn't bear it any longer and turned her head to ask curiously, "Dad, aren't you hungry?"

"Of course I'm not hungry, I already ate."

Chen An'an: "...What??"

How could you have eaten, why did you eat, weren't we supposed to cultivate together?

"Dad, I am very angry—angry—angry."

She stretched out the last sound, clearly looking truly aggrieved this time.

"Can anger be eaten as food?"

Chen Pingsheng didn't bother pretending anymore, as the hotel had already delivered the food. They had booked a top-level suite, so such basic services were provided.

Song Yanxi went to invite Guan Xiu and the others to come and dine together; two college students traveling frugally, it was only right to take care of them a little.

They would part ways once they reached Wuhan in Hubei.

For the past few days, Song Yanxi had also heard a lot about the joys of college life, such as boys singing in girls' dormitories.

There were also those who made confessions over the loudspeaker on the sports field. Overall, if you didn't experience a passionate romance in college, leaving the campus would surely be a major regret.

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"Yanxi, how did you and Chen get together?" Guan Xiu asked curiously.

Song Yanxi smiled and said, "Him? He used to be the notorious little overlord at school. We grew up in the same village, and it was all thanks to his protection that no one ever gave me a love letter."

"There were some, but I secretly intercepted and burned them all."

That was many years ago; looking back now, it still feels both naive and wonderful.

In fact, most people had a childhood sweetheart when they were young.

But for some reason, they somehow drifted apart.

Only during the few days of the New Year when they returned home would they gather together.

It was only after the childhood sweetheart got married that they realized with hindsight how they had failed to seize the opportunity back then.

Luckily, Chen Pingsheng recognized himself quite early.

He started protecting her right from kindergarten, escorting her all the way as she grew up, until she became his bride.

You really have to admit, that was damn clever.

"Yanxi, do you guys own a company in Capital City?"

Unable to resist asking, Guan Xiu could guess by their spending habits; she was now just looking for confirmation.

"Yes." Song Yanxi said, "Your Chen runs an entertainment company, a catering company, and a chain of fruit supermarkets. As for me, I'm mainly managing a beauty salon chain at the moment."

Tsk... how fortunate, to receive such generous care from grand tycoons on a frugal trip.

"Yanxi, was Chen's family rich before?"

"Not at all, our house used to be very small, and it was rented."

After Chen An'an had eaten, she had the energy to talk; she was quite the chatterbox.

"My dad used to be really poor. My aunt would scold him every time she came over, and so would my grandmother. They weren't nice at all, and when An'an grows up, she won't be filial to them."

"You're really smart."

Chen Pingsheng stuffed a big chicken drumstick into her mouth to shut her up, "You guys won't graduate until next year, and it's not realistic to want to make a lot of money right now. It's better to find a job and work your way up slowly."

How about joining Water Cloud Space to learn beauty after graduating from a prestigious university?

Chen Pingsheng suddenly came up with this idea and startled himself with the thought.

"So, how much money can you guys make a month after graduation?"

"If it's good, maybe three thousand, but if it's a bit less impressive, probably just over two thousand."

In school, success is gauged by grades; outside of school, by one's parents.

This age-old maxim holds, for if your parents are powerful, a series of well-placed punches and you're straight into a job for life.

Welcomed into the system.

"Three thousand, huh? Then you guys could consider my wife's Water Cloud Space, learning beauty care isn't hard and takes just three months."

Chen Pingsheng said, "For college graduates like you, learning should be very quick. Both of you come from prestigious universities, and during the training period, we can guarantee a salary of six thousand, and after you learn the ropes, it goes up to ten thousand. If you can become an A-level beautician within half a year, the base salary starts at eighteen thousand.

Last month, one of our managers made over three million."

"I can vouch for that," Chen Qi chuckled alongside.

They weren't highly educated, so having some prestigious university graduates joining Water Cloud Space would certainly be nice.

The idea of a manager making three million a month shocked Guan Xiu.

While they were all prestigious university students with seemingly high academic qualifications, without family connections, they wouldn't stand a chance at landing a decent job.

Let alone one where you'd make six thousand during a training period.

"Yanxi, do beauty salons really make that much money?"

"Not at all."

Chen An'an began to chime in with her cunning response, "The beauty salon my mom runs is the most, most, most high-end in Capital City. The staff dorm where my aunties stay is twice as big as our yard. If that space was mine to plant trees..."

"You'd kill them all."

Chen Pingsheng decisively reminded her.

The youngster just couldn't recognize her own lack of talent; she always thought she had a gift for planting trees.

Upon hearing this, Chen An'an became displeased, "Dad, you're slandering my innocence again, I'm going to sue you for defamation."

"Hmph, you have the nerve to say that. How much did you spend on trees last month? Don't you have any idea?"

"Nope, too many zeros after the decimal point, I can't even count them."

"Chen An'an, you're way out of line."

Chen Pingsheng was genuinely furious, "That osmanthus tree in the vase at home, 260,000, and you managed to kill it in less than a week. The 100,000 worth of ginkgo tree that grows from seed, your mom told you not to make it a little house, but you wouldn't listen, and it died beyond dead.

You've killed trees worth hundreds of thousands in a month, and now you're telling me there are too many zeros after the decimal point for you to count?"

Chen An'an's voice weakened a bit, clearly lacking confidence, "Is... is it that expensive?"

"Hmph, your dad had hopes of cultivating your farming talent, but looking at how you're doing, I'm afraid even if you squandered a Golden Mountain, you wouldn't make any progress."

Guan Xiu and the other girls on the side were dumbfounded. Is this how unostentatious a mogul's family is?

They were graduating from prestigious universities, all scrambling for jobs that paid just three to five thousand.

And here's their kid, poised to squander hundreds of thousands in a month on gardening?

Being well-studied really doesn't match up to being well-born.

The disparity was just too great.

Chen Pingsheng paid no mind to their astonishment and shock. That Little Fart Kid was seriously over the top, when had they evolved to not looking at prices when shopping?

Too many zeros after the decimal point, is that even a reason?

Chen An'an quickly ate her meal, and after eating, went to sleep.

As long as I go to bed early, Daddy won't scold me.

When the sun rises again, it's another happy day.

Chen Pingsheng really didn't go on to scold her, only planned to limit her online shopping.

From previously buying whatever, limiting it to about two hundred thousand a month should be enough.

Little An'an's buying habits were peculiar, whatever she purchased seemed to be utterly useless.

If anything she bought had the slightest utility, he would be surprised.

If this kid ever became a scientist, he reckoned she'd spend her days dreaming of fitting the Earth with four wheels and a gigantic electric motor.

And then taking Earth out for a wander.

Actually, she might just do that.