Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled-Chapter 945 - 704 Manager Plan

During the Spring Festival, it was somewhat boring.

Chen Pingsheng stayed home playing games with Little Third, still playing Honor of Kings.

Little Third, Chen Lu, especially liked playing the assassin, while he himself was the unchanging Daji.

Hiding in the bushes, he would suddenly jump out with a big move, easily taking down the enemy.

Chen Pingsheng asked his son, "Chen Lu, the winter vacation is almost over, why haven’t I seen you invite any female classmates over to play?"

"Dad, what era do you think this is? Female classmates would only slow down my gaming speed."

Father and son weren’t playing on their phones but were connected to the hundred-inch TV for operation.

The advantage is a big screen and enjoyable play; the downside is less flexible operation.

At least for Chen Pingsheng, that’s the case.

"This won’t do, you’re almost ten years old, and you’re still so engrossed in games. I’d rather see you play with a couple of female classmates than stay stuck in games all day."

"Not interesting, better to stay home and play games."

Little Third, Chen Lu, is really quite a homebody, which doesn’t quite fit his profile as a young master from a wealthy family.

Which rich family’s kid focuses only on games daily?

"Your mom is coming back soon, so we can’t play for too long."

"Dad, are you afraid of mom?"

"I respect her, mainly for you. Your mom has never liked you playing games."

Whatever he did, his mom didn’t like it.

Chen Lu was used to it anyway. When mom got home, he would immediately turn off the game.

He would turn it back on when mom left.

It’s always been like this; everyone at home knew and just turned a blind eye.

Er Ya is about to enter high school, and she’s having a blast.

She never said she’d go to her sister’s in Guangzhou, nor did she stay home to play games with her brother.

The three sisters are pretty much self-centered, rarely even communicating by phone.

When Song Yanxi came back, she was accompanied by her sister-in-law, Song Wu, and her mother-in-law, Liu Fen.

Sister-in-law complained that Liu Fen didn’t take good care of her grandson, while Liu Fen retorted that she never made time and just complained.

Song Wu’s eldest son, Song Chaoqun, is 11 years old, about the same age as Little Third, Chen Lu.

The younger son, Song Siming, is only in the second grade of primary school.

Throughout these years, she’s become more and more carefree. To live so freely after a divorce is unheard of.

Changing boyfriends twice a year, never lasting more than eight months.

Isn’t the entertainment industry just like this?

Anyway, she has no plans for remarriage. She has money and sons; what does she need a man for?

Even her sister, Song Yanxi, can’t persuade her, and Liu Fen takes care of the kids every day.

Having two grandsons with her at this age is already a joy.

Though there are plenty of vexing moments, generally, she still loves the kids.

Especially since the kids carry her daughter’s surname.

His mother, Peng Ying, is pretty much the same, mainly adoring the two of Xiao Ya and Xiao Lesheng.

The family is becoming more lively, mainly because these young ones are growing up every day.

Besides Chen Pingsheng and Song Yanxi, it’s rare for wealthy people of their age not to have mistresses outside.

Bastards are nothing old.

Every New Year, Chen Pingsheng has to give out more than a dozen red envelopes just for the kids; it shows how lively the house is.

After An’an went to college, Er Piya became the boss among the kids; everyone had to listen to her. Those who didn’t listen couldn’t join the fun.

Chen Pingsheng, after Lantern Festival, then took the family’s private jet to Guangzhou.

Although An’an made major reforms at Snacks Dash, laying off those with connections,

hoping to restore the group’s previous fairness and justice to the maximum extent.

But to say the least, the group’s seniors wouldn’t let their offspring leave the group just like that.

So, a silent war between the successors and the group’s seniors began.

To this day, there’s no winner in this war.

Stock prices remain at a low, with no sign of rising, and An’an has already spent billions on buybacks.

As things stand, the effect is still minimal.

When Chen Pingsheng came, he didn’t visit An’an immediately but diverted to Teng You Media and Dream Fund.

Zhang Wanyi and Chu Qiuyan had already received his intentions. They’ve been holding their positions.

If it weren’t for instructions from the big boss, those in Snacks Dash, they could easily take over with a slew of executives.

It’s just that An’an lacks actual operating experience in such a mega reform group; that’s why they didn’t step in to help.

After reporting on Teng You Media’s recent work, Zhang Wanyi knew the boss’s main concern was still his daughter.

So she said, "Uncle Chen, An’an has been performing very well in recent months. Those group seniors aren’t completely united; it’s all about interests, many are forced into alliances."

"I know all this."

Chen Pingsheng said, "I’m here not to check how she’s doing at Snacks Dash but solely out of a father’s desire to see his daughter during the New Year."

"Uncle Chen, you’ve invested so much effort in An’an, I believe she’ll certainly complete the tasks you’ve laid out for her."

"Hopefully, whether she completes them or not, she’s always my most beloved eldest daughter."

Thinking of something, Chen Pingsheng inexplicably smiled.

Perhaps recalling the time when young An’an went to his company with a big golden bowl to beg.

Time spares no one; in such a short span, she has started taking over the family group.

Chen Pingsheng unconsciously began talking to Zhang Wanyi about the several kids at home.

For example, Little Third, Chen Lu, loves gaming, Er Piya loves spending money everywhere.

An’an is the most versatile; she seems to like everything, yet nothing in particular.

In short, she’s a rather indifferent girl.

Chen Pingsheng suddenly thought, if Little Third, Chen Lu, starts taking over the family business, would Zhang Wanyi and the others still be the same as now?

Compliant, respectful, and recognizing his successor status.

Thinking about it, Chen Pingsheng felt it was unlikely.

Because for Zhang Wanyi, Teng You Media is her baby, and for Yang Qian, it’s Antler Coffee.

And for Chu Qiuyan, it’s the Dream Fund.

They’ve worked hard all their lives, just waiting for others to take over in old age?

This itself is a contradiction.

It must be said, Zhang Wanyi is still very smart, even though she hasn’t expressed any opinions on An’an as a successor.

It doesn’t mean she hasn’t thought about it, just like the gaze of the big boss now.

She understands but couldn’t say it out loud.

The big boss also knows she understands but won’t point it out either.

Chen Pingsheng is truly extraordinary. He directly promised Zhang Wanyi this:

If Little Third, Chen Lu, grows up without the capability to inherit,

he wouldn’t pass the company to his son; instead, he’d launch an external manager plan.

Only then did Zhang Wanyi breathe a sigh of relief; this was what she’s feared most though she never voiced it.

Many group seniors are afraid yet dare not speak.

Mostly because Chen Pingsheng’s personal prestige is too high; no one can openly oppose him.

Nor does anyone dare oppose him.