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Chen Pingsheng's villa was a bit further inside.

It wasn't the largest type in Tan Palace, but living there was extremely luxurious nevertheless.

All along the way, Hu Lele was simply green with envy.

A manor like this, now that was what a first-class mansion in Magic City should be.

In one word, extravagant.

In four words, extravagantly lacking in humanity.

The villa with its winding paths and secluded charm was nestled in a perfect garden.

Right up to the doorstep, Yang Xiaolan deliberately reminded Hu Shengtian, "We're about to enter the home of Tengying's boss, I only managed to get this opportunity through a lot of effort from my cousin. If this deal goes through, you could be looking at a bonus of at least ten million by the end of the year."

She was entrusting him with full responsibility.

Hu Shengtian was very excited, but Yang Xiaolan still turned to glance at Hu Lele and the others.

The meaning was clear, they were not to enter.

If you were to say those living inside weren't from a wealthy and influential family, no one would believe it.

Hu Shengtian expressed his understanding, he had his daughter and son stay outside.

He followed Yang Xiaolan in first.

If you thought the garden outside was a scene of picturesque beauty, the interior was home to imposing households with a distinguished air.

Ordinary people wouldn't even dream of entering, just being able to casually snap a few photos inside and share a location-tagged short video could become incredibly popular overnight.

This was the true influence of Tan Palace, the foremost mansion of Magic City.

What a pity, those who lived here would never allow their sons and daughters to become internet celebrities.

They viewed that kind of internet celebrity status as too low.

Being an internet celebrity was seen as something undignified.

Take Chen Pingsheng himself; he would definitely not allow Chen An'an to become an internet celebrity.

His own Xin Teng Live Streaming had already surpassed three thousand female anchors.

It was like a money-printing machine, continuously pouring money into his home.

This made him seriously wonder if he had done some great deeds in a past life.

Otherwise, his capabilities not being much stronger than others, how could he earn tens of millions a day just by lying at home.

It's just that the higher one climbs, the more clearly one recognizes their own shortcomings.

Before moving into this Magic City villa, they even invited a master from Xiangjiang to check the Feng Shui.

Just by adjusting the interior layout and placing a few things at the entrance,

they spent a full thirty million.

This was the belief in destiny, luck, and Feng Shui that the wealthy generally held.

Chen Pingsheng was no exception, especially since he was now earning what seemed like far too much.

Thus, he became more and more clear-headed about many things.

When Yang Xiaolan saw him, he was lying in the courtyard drinking tea, and despite the chair he lounged on was an old antique, it didn't look special at a glance.

It was the only antique he'd ever bought, said to have belonged to a Qing dynasty prince from the Kangxi era.

Never mind the material of the chair, just the fact it was preserved so well was astonishing enough. Find adventures on empire

This rocking chair seemed to have a good fortune attached to it.

And the price wasn't too high, just thirty-eight million.

To enjoy the treatment of a prince was surely worth the money.

Hu Shengtian swore, he had never seen such an unassuming billionaire.

The wealthier they were, the more low-key they became.

It was hard to imagine that the Tengying Group boss, whose picture could not even be found by the outside world, looked like this.

Not that he was ugly, just seemed far too ordinary.

It seemed like the boss who could span across eight major industries should be someone with a formidable presence.

"Chen,"

Yang Xiaolan greeted him respectfully, her cousin being Tong Zelan.

The two were from the same large family, a family so extensive that you couldn't clearly count how many were in the business world,

or how many in the political scene.

Take Yang Xiaolan, for instance, who had returned from abroad less than two years ago.

Her first step was to join an international investment bank, following the same path as Tong Zelan to a T.

For her second step, she didn't choose to follow Zelan's footstep in starting her own investment bank.

Instead, her family spent the equivalent of three modest goals to acquire an advertising company for her.

Letting her start from the advertising and marketing world, as big families are all about strategic layout.

"Not bad, your cousin has mentioned you to me. Now you've set up your own advertising company. So, what, you want to take over our group's advertising?"

"I wouldn't dare, Uncle Chen..."

Yang Xiaolan respectfully presented him with a cup of tea, "My advertising firm is still too small to undertake the business of your group. It was just my cousin who told me to make sure to visit you when I had the chance. She mentioned that you enjoy tea, so I specially brought you some Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain."

Chen Pingsheng glanced at it, probably about two jin.

He said with a smile, "This tea isn't cheap, you're quite thoughtful."

"Uncle Chen, I hope you'll like this small token of appreciation."

Hu Shengtian was dumbfounded, wasn't the purpose to discuss business?

Why isn't this female boss mentioning business at all, and he remembered that Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain costs millions per jin, right?

A gift worth nearly ten million just for a visit?

Is this how the second-generation rich deal with resources?

It was just that the mention of a Mercedes-Benz E300 limited his imagination. The two families of Yang Tong have very extensive cooperation with Chen Pingsheng.

You could even say they've reached the level of strategic allies.

Tong Zelan's rapid rise in the investment bank owed at least half of its success to Chen Pingsheng.

Yang Xiaolan also greatly admired her cousin, who had not been in business for long.

And she had already become a well-known angel investor in the country.

The Jinlan Investment Fund she managed was worth as much as fifty billion.

A large part of that was her own money, and the rest was from others who had invested it for her to manage.

In less than two years, she had invested in nine companies that went public.

Five of those were part of the Tengying Group, a record anyone would praise.

"Since you were introduced by Tong Zelan, I should also give you some help. My Tengsheng Fresh Produce has over seven hundred stores in the country, you can start by..."

"Dad."

Just as Yang Xiaolan was about to rejoice, a little girl came in through the front door.

Wasn't that Chen An'an, the heiress of Tengying?

Even in the Greater Magic City, her status stood at the peak among the children of the wealthy.

What can you say when your dad is so rich!

Chen An'an seemed a bit thinner, but still plump. After leaving with her grandmother, feeling upset, she wandered around outside for a bit.

She hadn't expected to come back and see Hu Lele, who had previously called her a country bumpkin, right outside the door.

She was puzzled how this awful woman knew her home address.

But Hu Lele was impressive too, actually blocking her from entering and shamelessly demanding compensation.

Once Chen An'an was in her own home, she wouldn't let an outsider bully her.

Wasn't this underestimating the Chen family too much!

Chen An'an had security staff bring Hu Lele inside, and excitedly said,

"Dad, it's this woman. She actually called me a country bumpkin and wouldn't let grandma enter her home. They kicked us out before we could even eat."

"What's going on?"

Hu Shengtian looked at his daughter, and Peng Qing by his side didn't dare speak.

After being released, Hu Lele ran to her father complaining, "Dad, it's this bratty girl; it's our house she trashed. Make her pay up."

We're doomed.

In just three seconds, Yang Xiaolan felt an awful premonition rising from the bottom of her heart.

Hu Shengtian felt even worse. This young girl had just entered and called the Tengying Group's big boss "Dad."

What's her status?

Even an idiot could tell by now.

With a loud "slap," the sound was sharp and resounding.

"What nonsense are you spouting? She's the heiress of Tengying. How could she possibly cause trouble at our house?"

"Dad, why are you hitting my sister?"

Hu Lele's brother stepped forward to defend her, "I saw it too, it was this brat who trashed our place. Call the police and have her arrested."

Are you an idiot?

Hu Shengtian could hardly wait to kick this stupid boy to death. How could he have fathered such an imbecile?

He knew his eldest daughter hadn't said anything wrong.

But the other party's status was clear, is this someone you can swindle?

You're light-years away.

And you dare talk about calling the police, thinking your dad's life is too good, huh?

Without another word, Hu Shengtian also slapped his son.

This time even harder, spinning the stupid boy three times in place.