Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

November hurriedly passed its first few days.

As for the lawsuit with the fat landlord, Chen Pingsheng didn't bother dealing with it at all.

Having the legal department apply strong pressure was enough; what big company doesn't have its share of lawsuits?

He recently noticed something strange.

The family's spoiled brat, Chen An'an, had surprisingly stopped clamoring to go to school in her mom's LaFerrari supercar.

Instead, she had taken a liking to riding out on his Yadea electric scooter.

Chen Pingsheng thought the spoiled brat had finally come to her senses and stopped obsessing over flashy ostentation.

Little did he know, she had just switched methods.

For instance,

Every time she rode the Yadea, rain or shine, she had to carry a black Rolls-Royce umbrella.

Her clothes also had to be very ordinary.

By her current standards, ordinary meant anything between one thousand and three thousand dollars.

Beyond clothes, she couldn't have too many accessories on her person.

Things like cameras costing over a hundred thousand and other useless expensive goods, she didn't carry even one.

Chen Pingsheng's heart was reassured, the spoiled brat had truly become sensible.

She even knew to keep a low profile now.

Today was a day off and as Chen Pingsheng was preparing to take her out for fun, Chen An'an decisively pulled the large Rolls umbrella from her mom's car.

Chen Pingsheng looked outside; it was bright and sunny.

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"On such a nice day, why would you take an umbrella?"

Not just an umbrella, Chen An'an also pulled out a pair of toad sunglasses from her large school bag.

"Dad, isn't this for sun protection?"

"What sun protection? It's not even fifteen degrees; where's the sun in that little space?"

Chen An'an immediately became discontented; she had simply evolved to a higher level of pretentious arts from that previous bus ride.

Only now did she realize that her previous methods of flamboyant and luxurious appearances,

Were ostentatious and lacked substance.

Nothing like what she did now, so low-key.

Riding a little Yadea, wearing ten-dollar toad sunglasses, and in her little hand, a hundred-thousand dollar large Rolls umbrella.

There's a saying, isn't it? Forcing it just lowers your class.

Being low-key is the ultimate way to show off.

Clearly, she thought the complete opposite of Chen Pingsheng. It wasn't that she no longer liked showing off, but that she was venturing deeper into its art.

"Dad, you scold me just for carrying an umbrella."

Chen Pingsheng snorted at her, too lazy to deal with the spoiled brat.

The family's Little Fart Kid was now half a year old and could sit up and clap his little hands on his own.

He looked very cute when he giggled.

When it was time to poop, you'd wish you could run as far away as possible.

The overall design of the Siheyuan was ready, and Chen Pingsheng took the spoiled brat to take a look.

From Shijingshan to the Second Ring by riding the little Yadea took less than an hour.

Today being the weekend, the roads were especially crowded.

No wonder Capital City imposed vehicle restrictions; if not, walking would be faster than driving.

Still, the Yadea electric scooter was carefree, blowing the father and daughter's elegant black hair along the way.

When they reached a red light, they stopped right in front of a Porsche 718.

An entry-level sports car, quite out of place in wealthy circles but totally sufficient in the hearts of ordinary girls.

Chen Pingsheng and Chen An'an stopped right next to the passenger side, the driver glanced down at them after rolling down the window, obviously disdainful.

And then, boasting to the flashy woman next to him:

"Look, if a man doesn't work hard, his daughter will suffer too, having to ride a Yadea in this weather, how pathetic."

"Darling, you're right, if a woman were to marry this kind of man, what hope could she have in life"

The flashy woman, sporting bleached blonde hair and a small butterfly tattoo on her neck,

Perhaps wasn't much herself.

But sitting in that Porsche gave her the confidence to speak those words.

Isn't it said that all women love riding in luxury cars?

Feels like once they get in, they belong to that class.

Chen An'an chuckled; this was the fun of riding a Yadea.

If she were in her dad's big Rolls, or her mom's LaFerrari, who would dare mock them so mercilessly?

Her dad was just an old man who couldn't care less about anything.

Such remarks he wouldn't bother to refute. She was still young, just a second-grade little fart kid.

You could criticize her, but not her dad.

She promptly pulled over the large Rolls umbrella and gently tapped on the car window.

"Ugly woman, you think you could marry my dad looking like that? You don't even use a mirror."

The black large Rolls umbrella, at the level of that tattooed woman, was something she had never seen.

Chen An'an failed to impress, but she still ended up berating joyfully.

Sitting behind Chen Pingsheng, "hmm hmm hmm."

"What are you doing, you rude little girl? This is a Porsche; can you afford to compensate even a small mark on it?"

The man got out of the car nervously; it was his newly bought vehicle, only the down payment made.

The rest of the payments would take three years to clear, and he was extremely careful with it.

Seeing no scratch, he was somewhat relieved.

But he kept glaring at Chen An'an.

"Who are you calling rude?"

"Obviously your daughter, a child born but not raised right."

Chen Pingsheng frowned, briskly putting down the electric scooter's kickstand.

He didn't curse, but he placed his watch in front of his car tire, and also set down the black large Rolls umbrella Chen An'an was holding.

"Young man, do you think driving a Porsche makes you impressive?"

"Hmph." Cao Lei, not much cultured, fairly young at twenty-six or twenty-seven, bought the car specifically for picking up girls and showing off.

"You, riding a Yadea, have no right to speak like that. A Porsche is something you could never afford in your lifetime."

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