Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Chen Pingsheng slapped awake still fantasizing about whether he should choose Heavenly Immortal Liu Yifei.

Or if Mi was a better dilemma to have.

Men, once they start dreaming, they are intoxicatingly lost in it.

"You haven't messaged Zhang Tao and Liu Jing yet, right? Let's meet them later and go out to eat."

Gao Hu grinned, "Nope, the first thing I did when I came to Capital City was to let you, my great buddy, know. It's interesting, most of us went to Sha City after junior high, a few followed you to Capital City to sell fruits, but I didn't expect each of you to have made it big."

"It's all been a process."

Chen Pingsheng said, "When we first came to Capital City, we lived like dogs. Remember the first time I went to my mother-in-law's house, I knocked for ages and no one opened the door. Now that I have some money, I'm thinking of treating my wife and kids a bit better, and bringing over you old brothers to start some business together. That would be contentment for this lifetime."

"You really should treat your wife better."

Gao Hu was actually a good man, just unreliable on the surface, and he hadn't found a good woman either.

The only good thing was that he had helped people wash small feet outside.

"Your wife was so beautiful back then, beloved by everyone, not to mention the schools and the streets, the line of her suitors wasn't ten miles long, but definitely over three and a half."

Gao Hu laughed, "You were clever, buddy. You began defending her in preschool, sent her food every day in elementary school, and watched her outside school in junior high. By senior high, you skipped college altogether and resolutely married her, disregarding what others said. She followed you through an unsettled life, constantly exhausted."

"Now the hard times have sweetly ended, and life has finally gotten better. If you let her down now, I wouldn't respect you as a brother."

He said this because Chen Pingsheng was surrounded by too many beautiful women.

If it were anyone else, marrying someone like Song Yanxi would make them wake up laughing from their dreams.

A man with a wise wife, supports his lofty aspirations.

Men, finding a good wife is so important.

"Hehe, speaking of that, when we see Zhang Tao and Liu Jing later, you really have to give those two a good talking to."

Chen Pingsheng took him back to Shijingshan, where the Tengsheng headquarters really looked like that of a large company.

At least, it now boasted a two-story office building, with over a hundred people bustling about.

His visits there weren't frequent, but when he came, he was the chairman.

Anyone who saw him had to stop their work and greet him, "Good day, Mr. Chen."

Gao Hu was truly envious, his schoolboy fantasies seemed to have all come true in his friend.

This was indeed the life a man dreams of.

When brothers are in town, it's natural to meet up. Zhang Tao had bought a BMW Series 5 and Liu Jing an Audi X7.

Now, both were earning salaries well over a million a year.

Thinking back to the hardships endured upon first arriving in Capital City, it almost brought them to tears.

Fortunately, Old Chen was incredible; leading them in startups and making it big.

Walking out in public, nobody dared to call them outsiders anymore.

"You know, Little Hu, if Old Chen calls you to Capital City to open a hotpot city, don't hesitate. You don't know how capable he is now, I guarantee you'd easily earn a few million a year."

Zhang Tao spoke an honest truth, judging by their growth rate.

Tenghseng Fruits would become one of the top fruit magnates in Capital City within three years.

By then, these original shareholders were sure to make several hundred millions a year.

His wife, Song Yanxi, was now starting a luxury beauty venture, while he was dealing in the entertainment company.

Now aiming to venture into hotpot cities, he must have some confidence to have this idea.

"I'm telling you, stop obsessing over making a few hundred thousand a year in Sha City."

Liu Jing advised, "Making a few hundred thousand a year in Capital City is really nothing. We used to sell durian from tricycles, and now running fruit supermarkets, Old Chen's wife, whom you know, got hooked on house flipping and just hoards properties. Without doing anything else, just relying on rising housing prices, she makes no less than ten million a year. Think about it, kid."

This way of making money is indeed extremely profitable yet unavoidable.

Not to mention the apartment in Wanliu Academy and the large flat in Dongcheng District that Song Yanxi owns.

The prices of these two properties just keep shooting up.

It's gotten to the point where whenever they have money, they think of buying more properties.

"You animals, you're the ones driving the housing prices up," Gao Hu cursed.

"Bullshit... Can one or two people really drive the prices?"

Liu Jing said, "If it wasn't for Old Chen leading us, we uneducated bumpkins would still be slaving away for the rich, tilling their fields and laying their bricks."

"Fuck..." Gao Hu grumbled, "I'm realizing I can't communicate with you guys anymore; I'm just a chef who's good at cooking, and here you guys are, always talking about the capitalist class."

"Such a gap, brothers."

"Heh, isn't it good that you realize your situation quicker?"

Zhang Tao laughed, "Old Chen has already started moving toward becoming a capitalist; he's calling you, what's there to hesitate about?"

Gao Hu: "It's not that I'm hesitating; it's just after spending so many years in Sha City, I can't bear to leave behind those girls who like me. Imagine how lonely they'd be if I just left."

"You wish."

Zhang Tao bluntly said, "Given your record of divorcing four times in six years, who in their right mind would fancy you? I say you should let Old Chen introduce you to the nightlife of Capital City; you probably won't be able to pull your pants up."

They've been friends for decades; there are no restraints in their conversations.

Being brothers means there's no need to hold back; they can say whatever they want and joke about anything.

At noon, they didn't go to any fancy restaurants, but simply stopped at a roadside stall for some barbecue and beer.

This had nothing to do with money but with their youthful past.

There was a time when each of them sported outrageous hairstyles and could make the keyboards smoke in the tiny internet cafes.

When they saw pretty girls outside the internet cafes, they would unconsciously flick their cool, eye-covering long hair.

Apparently to catch the girls' attention.

Looking back on it now, it seems pretty ridiculously and rather stupid.

But isn't that how everyone's youth was spent?

Now, sitting together again, talking about the girls they once chased and the dumb things they did,

they can't help but laugh.

Time spares no one.

Back when they were young, they always wondered what it would be like after turning thirty, only to find out at thirty that it's just whatever.

It's really just about having a bigger belly and more or less money.

"Come on, a toast to our youth."

"What do you mean 'a toast'? We've got to chug from the bottle."

"Absolutely, toasting is boring; let's go straight for the bottle."

It's easy to gain weight at thirty, except for Chen Pingsheng, who doesn't snack at night.

Zhang Tao and Gao Hu have both developed beer bellies.

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