Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled-Chapter 725 - 533: Talented Er Piya

Chapter 725: Chapter 533: Talented Er Piya

So many years have passed.

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There’s money now, and no lack of a wife and kids either.

If there’s still anything that stirs some excitement in one’s heart, it’s the thought of one day Liu Yifei standing in front of you saying she likes you.

Or heading to a university to enjoy the admiring looks of campus beauties and top students.

Chen Pingsheng wasn’t interested in giving university speeches, but it certainly thrilled Chang Fu.

If given the chance, he could talk for a whole month.

The online promotional activities mostly aligned with Tengying Group’s business direction.

Whether it was Xu Dong or Zhang Zhiyao, they were already big names in the new energy sector.

Not to mention Yang Qian, Chu Qiuyan, and those CEO-level figures.

Let’s just say that Tengying Group’s promotional strategy had been elevated from influencer campaigns to a more precise CEO-level focus.

Even someone as marketing-savvy as Lei Jun had started becoming increasingly active in the short video realm.

If you ask him his goal, of course, it’s because Xiaomi is getting into the car-making business.

This is, without a doubt, the top dog in the marketing world—ten CEOs combined couldn’t rival his clout.

There are only a handful of people who can even come close to competing with him for traffic.

Without Chen Pingsheng stepping in personally, there’s no way Chang Fu, or anyone else, could match up to Lei Jun—not even close.

“Who can compete with Xiaomi’s marketing prowess?”

Chen Pingsheng really didn’t have much interest in chasing online traffic. If a product is genuinely good, it doesn’t need excessive marketing; customers will gradually come to recognize it.

If a product isn’t good, then marketing is just a scam.

Tengfei New Energy had been out for a few months, but he still hadn’t let Tengyou Media’s car reviewers assess it.

This was to avoid any false advertising.

Too much of this false hype, and even you might start believing it yourself, thinking no one else’s product compares to yours.

It’s a common ailment for CEOs, especially in the internet-driven car manufacturing crowd.

Domestically, the real advantage in car-making has always been a well-developed industrial chain, not core technology.

When it comes to core technology, there’s still a bit of a gap—otherwise, he wouldn’t need to spend billions annually on R&D.

Understanding your limitations is crucial.

At this stage of business, the founder’s strategic vision becomes incredibly important.

In any case, until Tengfei New Energy achieves world-class leadership, he’ll never reduce its yearly R&D budget.

Before he knew it, it was time to pick up the kids.

This year, Er Piya pulled off something so bizarre at school that even the teachers didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Now, she walks around with her hands behind her back, addressing her classmates not as classmates but as “comrades.”

When introducing herself, she doesn’t say “Chen Xinyi,” but instead calls herself “The Three Big CEOs.”

What does “Three Big” mean? It means “Big, Big, Big CEO”—put three “Bigs” together, and you get “Three Big.”

She’s started school, but her so-called “Three Big Companies” have nothing to do now either.

There wasn’t much to do before, and now there’s even less.

But Er Piya had a sudden spark of creativity: after every single class, there must be eight people waiting outside the school for her.

All of them shout, “Big, Big, Big CEO,” while making exaggerated gestures to escort her to her pink diamond-encrusted Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Her over-the-top antics didn’t just leave the well-experienced Magic City teachers speechless,

but even other wealthy parents were left wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

Is this really a first-grader?

In a place like Magic City, wealthy parents don’t exactly encourage their kids to keep a low profile.

You’d often see kids wearing sneakers worth tens of thousands and outfits costing several times more.

And these weren’t even from the richest families.

But someone like Er Piya, calling out “Comrades, you’ve worked hard” after class and summoning twenty employees in coordinated “Big, Big, Big” uniforms to pick her up?

That was absolutely unheard of in the school’s history.

When it came to after-school vibes, Er Piya crushed every other kid in elementary school.

At first, Song Yanxi wanted to pick her up in person, but after seeing this spectacle, she declared she couldn’t bear the embarrassment.

In the past, her older sister had been mischievous too, always pulling off outrageous stunts,

but she’d never seen anyone as fond of flaunting as this one.

What could she do? As the universally recognized wealthiest “Second Princess” online, how could she let anyone outshine her?

Not even the Guo Family’s heiress could compare.

Chen Pingsheng drove over in a 15-million-yuan ruby red Brabus G-Class AMG.

Still, his car was just one among many lined up outside to pick up kids, and even he couldn’t get to Er Piya. Instead, this little rascal called her own driver to take her home in her exclusive pink diamond Phantom.

No need for him at all.

Fine… might as well pick up the spoiled brat instead.

Compared to Er Piya, the spoiled brat seemed a lot easier on the eyes now—though five was still such a difficult age to handle.

Chen An’an just stood at the school entrance; she didn’t have her driver pick her up.

She quietly waited for Dad.

Chen Pingsheng let her into the car. Thank goodness Er Piya had already left; otherwise, they’d definitely have to bring the spoiled brat along to watch the commotion.

“Dad, where’s Er Ya?”

“She’s gotten so fancy—doesn’t even want me to pick her up anymore. She called a driver to take her home.”

“Oh.” Er Ya was only five, and thinking back to when she was five, she had been pretty mischievous too.

“Have you decided which middle school you want to go to?”

Chen Pingsheng said, “Why not just go to an international school?”

“No, international schools are nice, but I’d rather attend a public school for middle school.”

“Fine, up to you.”

Chen Pingsheng gave her a quick reminder, “But let me tell you, if you don’t work hard in middle school, you’ll end up studying abroad for high school and then only be able to go to Harvard for college.”

“I’ll definitely work hard!”

Chen An’an made a serious promise. She liked China; she didn’t want to study abroad.

While Er Ya loved to play and mess around, her grades were genuinely excellent.

Talent is hard to explain—clearly, she didn’t have that talent for academics.

By the time they got home, Er Piya had already finished her homework.

With barely any effort, it was almost impossible to find a single mistake in her homework notebook.

The reason she’s able to be so outrageous is simple: her grades are incredible!

And not just average good—exceptionally good.

Er Piya originally wanted to go to her “Three Big Companies,” but Song Yanxi wouldn’t allow it.

Playing around during holidays was fine, but during school, the focus had to be on studying.

No wild antics allowed.

Fine then. With nothing else to do, Er Piya went off to bully Little Third Chen Lu.

Chen Lu saw her and laughed out loud, only to start crying three seconds later.

Song Yanxi was losing her mind. All Er Ya had done was trim a few tufts of hair from his head.

But Little Third Chen Lu was so mad he bawled his eyes out.

“Er Ya, what are you doing?”

“Nothing, his hair was covering his eyes, so I gave it a little trim.”

“His hair was covering his eyes? How come I didn’t notice?”

Er Piya placed the trimmed tufts of hair over Chen Lu’s eyes and said with a serious expression:

“See? Now it’s covering his eyes.”

Alright… just go back to your “Three Big Companies.” Leaving her at home was a disaster waiting to happen.

Song Yanxi was at her wit’s end; Er Ya had a 100% success rate at bullying her little brother.

Guaranteed to make him cry every time.

Finally, they had a boy in the family, but not only did he get bullied by the little girl downstairs, even his older sister pushed him around.

Poor Little Third Chen Lu—what a hard life he had!