Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

On the way home.

Chen An'an was so excited she couldn't help but demonstrate her own Praying Mantis Fist.

"Dad, wasn't I amazing just now? With one move of the Mantis Flying Leg, I made that Little Fatty cry his eyes out."

Chen An'an exaggeratedly sat in the passenger seat and laughed uproariously.

Chen Pingsheng didn't know where her confidence was coming from

That was called a Flying Leg? She had clearly overpowered her opponent with her horizontal growth in size.

Chen An'an, in her first fight, had won by KO-ing the other kid with a score of one to zero and was quite excited.

On the way home, she bragged nonstop to her sister, who was just over three months old.

Chen Xinyi no longer had to sleep in a baby chair every day, she was at the stage of rolling, sitting up, and starting to crawl.

Now she could roll and tumble around in her little bed.

Amused by her sister's story, Xinyi even chuckled with drool dripping down.

Chen An'an really loved her little sister and liked to carry her outside to watch her practice boxing.

In the past, she could barely practice for half an hour a day, but now she could go on for a couple of hours without a break.

"Dad, come over here."

"What is it?"

Chen Pingsheng was lying on a lounger, drinking milk tea and enjoying the cool breeze of autumn.

Life couldn't be more comfortable. What did this spoiled brat want from him now?

Chen An'an, brimming with confidence, held one hand behind her back and, with all the airs of a great master, extended her left hand and beckoned.

"Come on, I'll challenge you with one hand."

What had given her this misguided notion of superiority?

Chen Pingsheng walked over, and Chen An'an, with a serious face, posed in her chubby Mantis stance.

Feeling like she could take on ten.

"Come at me."

Chen Pingsheng approached, and just as Chen An'an was about to make her move, he pressed her forehead with his palm.

Her little hands fluttered helplessly, unable to move.

Chen An'an panicked, "What kind of Peerless Master skill is this, so powerful?"

She was completely overwhelmed.

Chen Pingsheng said, "This is called having long arms."

"Huh?" Chen An'an was baffled, having never heard her teacher mention such an incredible skill in the martial world.

Chen Pingsheng didn't tease her any further. If he didn't knock this spoiled brat down a peg or two, she might think she could challenge Tyson and not hesitate to take on ten of him.

"Dinner's ready."

Song Yanxi came out to call the silly father and daughter pair in.

Chen An'an took the opportunity to wind down, pretending to have an excuse.

"Dad, I wasn't properly prepared this time, we'll fight again next time."

Still unwilling to admit defeat.

Chen Pingsheng, hands in pockets, wore a smug expression on his face.

Inside, Bai Xin and Jiang Peiyao were teasing Chen Xinyi, trying to get her to play.

The family was eating at the restaurant, and knowing that the spoiled brat wanted barbecue, her mother had specially ordered some.

Chen An'an devoured the lamb skewers, savoring every delicious bite.

Song Yanxi also served her some vegetables.

Chen An'an chomped away and quickly finished her meal, then went outside alone to practice boxing again.

Couldn't be too diligent.

After Chen Pingsheng finished eating, he elegantly wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Yanxi, did you see a deposit of 1.5 billion in your account today?"

"Yes."

Song Yanxi asked in surprise, "I was planning to call you about it. What's all this about?"

"It's from the class reunion, a fundraising round of 1.5 billion for Fei Yangyang."

Chen Pingsheng took another casual sip of tea.

Song Yanxi was somewhat shocked, "Did you secure the Series B funding for Fei Yangyang that quickly?"

She had thought it would at least take till the end of the year, since Fei Yangyang still had too few stores.

A valuation of five billion seemed unrealistic.

Chen Pingsheng smiled, "Isn't it because your husband is so charming? They all believe in me. Aside from a woman who managed to get in somehow, the rest of my classmates are pretty decent. Just the other day, Tong Zelan organized a gathering where she managed to raise one billion for her shared bicycle project just by asking.

"That's amazing, isn't it?"

"Indeed, it's quite something."

Chen Pingsheng didn't know if she was remarking on the impressiveness of the class or Tong Zelan as an individual, but, in any case, they were both impressive.

"Uncle, with Fei Yangyang valued at five billion now, doesn't that mean Senior Sister's 15% stake is worth seventy-five million?"

Bai Xin curiously asked.

Chen Pingsheng shook his head, "Not that much. All three of us have to dilute 30% of our shares at the same time. I originally held 70%, but after this round of funding, I will only have 49%. However, once this money runs out, Fei Yangyang's next valuation should at least jump to over 1.2 billion."

That's exaggerated.

Not just Bai Xin, even Jiang Peiyao beside her thought this way of making money was unbelievable.

Just like that, a little shuffle here and there.

Fei Yangyang would soon be worth over ten billion.

Not to mention how much money Big Sister would make, her brother-in-law here would definitely make at least a few billion.

And that's just one project in his hands. If you added the others, her little brain can't even imagine it.

At her age, she can only grasp the concept of ten thousand... Having a hundred in front of ten thousand is enough to baffle her.

Can't count it, really can't count it.

Too much.

"By the way, Bai Xin."

Chen Pingsheng assigned a task, "Tomorrow have Jiang Yilei spread the word about this, and have Liying personally release a promotional video."

"OK."

Bai Xin quickly agreed, and when they were about to leave, he reminded them to have Peiyao get her driver's license as soon as possible.

How can a young girl not have a driver's license.

Once she passes, he, as a brother-in-law, would also have to give her a nice car.

Among his wife's little cousins, Jiang Peiyao was the prettiest.

After Song Yanxi tidied up the dishes, she pulled him to the backyard to talk.

This 150 million round of funding came much sooner than expected.

According to Tong Zelan, this money must be spent within half a year, meaning that Fei Yangyang must initiate Series C funding while the iron is hot six months later.

That's how capital works, efficiency is crucial.

Song Yanxi was only slightly concerned, as her focus was still on her own Water Cloud Space.

Additionally, she had to purchase a batch of high-end beauty equipment.

Water Cloud Space has very high profits and does not need any subsidies. Just waiting for the nine stores that received a ninety-million investment for renovations to open this month's end, their family will then have 14 top-luxury beauty clubs in Capital City.

Just from these 14 clubs, yearly profits would not be less than four to five hundred million.

Life had truly become completely luxurious.

Song Yanxi, lying on the recliner and slightly turning her body, asked, "Husband, when we first started doing beauty business, did you ever think it would make so much money?"

"Of course not."

Chen Pingsheng was surprised himself; he felt that the profit margin was much higher than that of a fruit shop, not on the same level at all.

Even internet companies didn't have such terrifying profits.

It was almost like trafficking something shady.

Once the batch of high-end equipment they invested in arrives from abroad, profits would only get more exaggerated.

Chen Pingsheng said, "There's a three-year tax exemption, and after three years, we'll start paying corporate income tax. I have an idea I'd like to discuss with you."

"What idea? Tell me," she said.

"I want to give the beauticians at Water Cloud Space another raise," Chen Pingsheng said. "Actually, we're not short on money anymore, but the housing prices keep rising. Sometimes I think to myself, what are we earning all this money for?"

"Take Water Cloud Space, for example. Although the salary we offer is already the highest in the industry, it's still a long way off from being able to afford a house in Capital City. Every time the end of the month comes and we do the accounts, we realize that, despite paying such high salaries, the staff's wages still account for less than 15% of the total revenue of the store."

"I want to increase this percentage to 30%."

Song Yanxi was surprised, "Wouldn't that be more than doubling it? Going from twenty thousand to fifty thousand directly?"

"Something like that."

Chen Pingsheng said, "A fully staffed Water Cloud Space has no more than 30 beauticians. Even if each person gets a raise of ten to twenty thousand, it's just an extra seven or eight million a year for us. We lose a bit as a couple, but it enables several hundred girls from out of town to buy cars and houses in Capital City with their own hands."

"Actually, I just hope that the income of our employees can outpace high housing prices and that they can all carve out a beautiful life with their own efforts in the future."

"This wish is like a blessing I, as the boss, make for our children. If in the end only the two of us have fortunes of tens of billions or more, and all those behind us can't even afford a house, then I feel like I'd be a failure as a boss and would be letting down the parents who sent their children to our company from afar.

If their family conditions were good, who would let their daughters do beauty work?"

"Indeed."

Song Yanxi seemed to be taken by surprise, realizing that her man had such kindness in him.

She liked him more and more.

How much money is enough to reach the top?

And does happiness really have much to do with money?

She used to think it did, but ever since they bought a large villa and had hundreds of millions in the bank, she felt it didn't.

Because with a house and a car, even a billion could last a lifetime with a bit of saving.

What remained might just be a sense of responsibility.

A genuine responsibility of a boss and an entrepreneur.

Song Yanxi thought it was a good idea to give the employees a bit more salary. It was just a slightly lesser profit for their family.

But it could give hundreds or even thousands of beauticians a more hopeful life.

Isn't that a kind of happiness too?

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