Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

The days passed leisurely, and October arrived in the blink of an eye.

During the seven-day National Day holiday, Er Piya grudgingly accepted reality. She could defy anyone, but never her dad's arrangements.

Shen Xiaoyu and An Xiaoxiao were born to compete. In school, they competed with grades; after graduation, they competed with work hours.

For them, life is all about hard work, and everything is for tomorrow.

Did dad think he had no way?

Ha ha... People like them are only suited to work for me when they grow up.

Er Piya figured it out clearly. It was impossible for her to compete with them; it didn't fit her personality or her background.

If you were born to compete, fine, I admit you're impressive.

Come work for me!

Er Piya secretly sent job offers from three major companies to Shen Xiaoyu and An Xiaoxiao.

Now that you've become my employees, you won't compete with your big, big, big boss anymore.

She's truly clever; only she could come up with such a silly solution.

Magic City in October is as bustling as ever, with people coming and going, many visiting just to see The Bund and stroll along Nanjing Street.

Only those who truly live in Magic City know that without money, you can't really see the real Ten Li Foreign Market.

The so-called Ten Li Foreign Market is utterly hedonistic.

Take Er Piya, for example; at her young age, she held her fan appreciation night again on National Day, for a whole week.

She invited a hundred followers from Er Congming's account to Magic City to experience the real Ten Li Foreign Market, the material world.

The ferries on the Huangpu River are for ordinary people.

Only private yachts are standard for the wealthy.

Conveniently, her family had anchored a two-billion-yacht here.

Shopping and checking prices is something only the poor do; take whatever you like.

Wine costing tens of thousands per bottle, cakes costing thousands each, and apples so costly they'd make you doubt life.

Despite the fancy name, it's just a red apple.

Each bite costs hundreds, and one apple is 1988.

If you shop there long enough, you'll suspect you're holding Zimbabwean dollars instead of RNB.

Er Congming is known as the most genuine little princess and the wealthiest account online.

No exceptions.

Given such recognition, it wasn't just snapping daily photos.

Each year, she hosted two fan meet-and-greets, inviting fans to stay in rooms costing 150,000 a night, and serving dinners priced at tens of thousands per dish, adorned with just a few greens and pieces of meat.

In general, Er Piya used to attend these meet-and-greets.

Now, she doesn't because she finds them pointless.

No amount of luxury means anything to her; it's merely mundane, nothing to brag about.

Regarding the fans invited, they were picked randomly; she didn't have a top-ranking big brother.

Nobody qualified to be called big brother, no matter how many gifts they sent, she wouldn't say thank you.

Whether you give gifts or not, I don't need them.

Yep, that's how bold she is; broadcasting is purely a hobby.

Er Piya stayed true to her original intention, seemingly unchanged from ages two to six.

Chen Pingsheng never bothered to manage her affairs, feeling it was unnecessary and ineffective.

As for Chen An'an, she returned on the first day of National Day, but by the second day, she had gone to Golden Mountain.

She said she was with Xiao Wenwen and Hu Tao, planning to do something meaningful.

Upon inquiry, Chen Pingsheng learned they were off making money.

Chen An'an began making money early, carrying a golden bowl and playing a rare and valuable erhu worth millions here and there.

At the most outrageous times, she would squat at her family's main entrance, begging.

The stature of a lady begging would move anyone to pull out some cash.

After being criticized, she ended this ridiculous practice, and now she's back performing on the streets, quite relentless in her pursuit of busking.

The only one who could sit still was Little Third Chen Lu.

His mother, Song Yanxi, was training him rigorously, insisting he watch intense films at a young age.

Like King Kong vs. Zombies, for instance.

Little Third Chen Lu was quite bewildered; was it really wrong to be a bit timid?

During the National Day, Chen Pingsheng had nothing special to do, so he stayed home to cook a meal and didn't host a gathering at the Tan Palace Villa. Instead, he cooked with his wife at their spacious place on The Bund, making Little Third the strong man.

"I say, Chen Pingsheng, both your daughters have run off, and you're not doing anything about it."

"What's there to do? An'an is busking on the streets, and Er Piya is in her three major companies."

"Hmph, An'an is fine, but starting a company for Er Yatou at her age is just foolery."

"Weren't you in agreement? Now you're blaming me for not seeing her."

Chen Pingsheng felt unjustly accused; his wife couldn't manage their daughters and shifted the blame to him.

Song Yanxi had no one else to complain to; without seeing Er Piya during her days off, she became invisible.

Now with school pickups and drop-offs unnecessary, it felt like they were not adequately fulfilling their parental roles.

"Little Third is easier to handle; you see how obedient he is, not going out during the holidays."

"Is he obedient? Or are you just making him stay home watching intense films?"

Chen Pingsheng unconsciously retorted, and after a moment's thought, Song Yanxi decided to forgo cooking.

"How about we take Little Third for a ferry ride?"

"Is that necessary with so many people when we have a private yacht?"

"A private yacht is a yacht; it's not the same."

The sightseeing ferries on the Huangpu River attracted many patrons each night, with tickets costing a little over a hundred yuan.

Not exactly affordable, but most out-of-town visitors would care to experience it.

Chen Pingsheng didn't mind, so he took Little Third and his wife on a ferry ride.

With his status, going out naturally required a group of four or five bodyguards.

He wasn't afraid of decent folks, just reckless youngsters.

From their home, a five-minute walk would take them to The Bund, with its dazzling lights, charming nights, Huangpu River waves, and surrounding skyscrapers towering into the clouds.

Together, they wove a dream of prosperity.

Chen Pingsheng didn't know why his wife wanted to experience an ordinary sightseeing ferry trip, but he followed along.

The couple and Little Third Chen Lu queued for tickets, surrounded mainly by young couples.

Some were workers, some from out of town, and naturally, some were just following along.

"Are you two locals from Magic City?"

A girl nearby saw them with a child and curiously asked.

Song Yanxi said no, they were from Southern Province.

The girl wasn't from Magic City either; she was from Sichuan.

She was still in college and had always heard Magic City was prosperous, so she and two classmates each brought a thousand yuan for a budget trip during National Day.

Honestly, those who took a train to Magic City and those who flew first class would see completely different worlds.