Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Jiang Peiyao got into Chen Pingsheng's big Black King Kong and sat in the passenger seat, always feeling that her little butt was a bit hot—after all, it was an eight million yuan car.

Every time she got in, she felt like it overturned her life perspective; it was too luxurious.

Chen Pingsheng started the car.

End of April.

The temperature in Capital City had reached twenty-eight or twenty-nine degrees.

He himself just wore a plain white T-shirt, which was because he would occasionally sweat, and he didn't even like to wear a watch anymore.

Jiang Peiyao, on the other hand, had a cute, fresh style, wearing a white bunny T-shirt on top and tight jeans on the bottom.

She looked pure and juicy.

Chen Pingsheng asked her, "Are you getting used to Tengying yet?"

"Brother-in-law, I'm pretty used to it. Bai Xin and Yilei are really nice, especially Yilei. She likes to make small videos every day; they are so funny."

The formality of address had been dropped, making it awkward to say.

Jiang Peiyao was actually quite dependent on him since he was their only relative in Capital City.

Chen Pingsheng pulled out a card from the center of the car and handed it to her, "Here, take this card. I'll have the finance department deposit a hundred thousand into it every month, consider it your living expenses in Capital City. You should also go shopping and buy clothes when you have time; there's no need to be too frugal."

Jiang Peiyao had been using the five thousand yuan she had earned from her previous job in a small shabby factory. Although she had changed her clothes a few times, they were all bargain street stall goods.

The biggest expenditure had been spending three thousand on a small gold bracelet for his wife's baby.

"Brother-in-law, I..."

"Take it. I just don't want you to have a hard time in Capital City."

Without explaining too much, a hundred thousand was already a lot for Jiang Peiyao, but for him, it was just half of Chen An'an's monthly allowance.

That Little Fart Kid, even if his marks were not good.

His eye for buying things was so bad it was unbearable to look at.

After being criticized, he even thought about proving himself by immediately buying a pair of more high-end beggar shoes online.

Do you know why they're called beggar shoes?

When bought, they are already raggedy, dirty, and worn.

Just under twenty thousand a pair.

Jiang Peiyao was close to sobbing; she felt that her cousin-in-law was really wonderful to her.

It wasn't because she was beautiful, but just purely nice to her.

That moved her even more.

"I'll take you to see something interesting."

Chen Pingsheng gave a mysterious smile and drove her back to the Shijingshan villa.

Jiang Peiyao didn't know what was going on and thought he was taking her out for fun.

It turned out they were going home.

Song Yanxi's belly was already very big; soon it would be May Day, and relatives from the official institutions in Capital City would be off work.

It was getting busier on her side.

"Ah, Yanxi, they say eating sour foods is good for having a boy. You should eat more sour things; that way, you're likely to have a boy."

"As Chen Pingsheng makes more and more money, if you don't have a boy, who knows, one day he might go out and find another woman to have one with."

"With your family being so wealthy, without a boy, who will inherit the assets?"

The speaker was Liu Fen's sister, whom he called aunt.

She had already been looking after his wife day and night at their home for many days.

He was quite grateful for it.

When Chen Pingsheng arrived home with Jiang Peiyao, aunt was very warmhearted.

There was simply no pretense of seniority, more polite than anyone else.

"Pingsheng, why are you back at this time? Is it not busy at the office?"

"It's manageable, I can still balance everything."

His aunt, Liu Xiu'ai, was sixty this year and her youngest son had just been laid off.

"If you can't keep up, just tell me. You know, Yanxi's cousin came back from studying abroad and wouldn't even consider those big companies normally. If your companies need someone, just arrange a general manager position for him. The salary doesn't need to be too high; seven or eight hundred thousand a year would be fine. We're all family and we can't let him go make money for outsiders."

Isn't her husband's cousin his younger son?

Chen Pingsheng gave Jiang Peiyao a meaningful glance to take a good look at this sense of superiority from relatives in Capital City.

Just casually appoint a CEO, and the annual salary still needs to be seven or eight million.

Do you know how much the famous female entrepreneur Miss Dong makes a year?

"Auntie, I know my cousin's talents, but my company is not one of the world's top 500 companies, the temple is too small to fit his great Buddha."

"What are you talking about?"

Auntie Liu Xiu'ai had taken care of his wife for a few days and thought the timing was right, so she simply said,

"We're relatives, a family. He wouldn't care about these things. Just a few days ago, some world top 500 company overseas wanted to hire him as vice president, but I felt it was too far from home so I had him decline it. It wasn't necessary."

Chen Pingsheng nodded, "Auntie, if there really was such an opportunity, I think it would be good for my cousin to check it out."

"Isn't he thinking about staying to help you, Pingsheng? It just so happens your cousin will be here soon, and he's bringing a new girlfriend too. I'm truly considering this for you."

Liu Xiu'ai appeared quite enthusiastic, the best situated among the several sisters of Liu Fen.

Mainly because she married well, not that her uncle was capable, but rather as if someone had drawn a 'demolish' character on the wall.

In his thirties, he already obtained three or four apartments from demolition compensations, rented three out, and then began to lay flat before forty.

Kept laying flat till sixty, still living off these apartments.

The joy of being from a second generation of demolition is unimaginable for most people.

Soon, here came the cousin.

Not old, but in a crisp suit, his hair also greased and shining brightly.

In Capital City, as long as a family owns several apartments, one hardly lacks a girlfriend.

Unless one is utterly socially inept.

Otherwise, with such conditions, lots of women would rush to marry him, not because he was that great, but simply for having apartments in Capital.

Plain and simple logic.

The husband's cousin who was named Han Fei, hadn't been back from abroad for many years.

The main reason he had a study abroad experience was that he couldn't get into any good universities in China, so he had no choice but to fly overseas to attend a mediocre university.

Upon returning, he became an overseas returnee.

"Brother, no offense, your companies are bound to be phased out sooner or later. What era are we in now? The internet era. Everything is about Internet plus. Just look at the things you're doing; do any of them have anything to do with the internet?"

Perhaps he wanted to show off in front of his new girlfriend, or maybe he believed his overseas study experience was indeed prestigious, so right off the bat, he began to criticize him.

Honestly, Pingsheng had seen many people like this, whose arrogance was often due to insufficient substance and a lack of deeper insights.

Truly insightful people, without exception, are always humble and low-profile.

Because the more they know, the more they realize their own deficiencies.

Even Jiang Peiyao beside him was stunned, clueless about what was going on with this strangely arrogant cousin.

How could he just start criticizing his brother-in-law right off the bat?

And even claiming his brother-in-law's businesses would fail.

The younger cousin was quite angry.

If you're so great, why don't you go be a CEO at Apple.

Han Fei's girlfriend, Lin Jia, was a junior corporate white-collar worker. She was fairly attractive, with a beauty score of 82.

In comparison to Peiyao, who could hold her ground and even excel in the entertainment industry, Lin Jia was significantly less attractive, but she was definitely above average among ordinary people.

Like most people from outside the city, she too was looking for a local guy with property.

With her own monthly income of twenty to thirty thousand, her future was certainly not going to be too bad.

It was only after she got here that she realized her boyfriend had such a wealthy relative.

Then she found out…

The man she chose was unmistakably full of shit.

To say his head was full of shit was an insult to the food he ate.

He was already pushed out of his position, yet he had the audacity to come and lecture in front of a major boss.

How conceited and pompous could he be?

Dumb… and blissfully unaware of it.