Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Capital City, a university dormitory.

Bunny had not gone home, and she had just started watching livestreams online a while ago.

Seeing a chubby little girl who was particularly cute, she took out some of her already meager pocket money to support her.

She thought today's little girls were so smart, able to perform a complete set of Praying Mantis Fist at just nine years old.

And they could play the Small Erhu and the Suona.

It seemed like they had a lot of strange knowledge too, nothing like when she was young.

Apart from good grades, she was good for nothing else.

It was already the end of the year, and March was approaching.

The most miserable thing was that she had sent out dozens of resumes and they had all sunk without a trace.

Spring recruitment at the university was imminent.

This was her last chance, if she couldn't find a good company to join.

She would truly have to become a cashier.

That wasn't what she had spent so many years studying for.

She was on the verge of tears.

Only when she watched the little girl's livestream at night did she find some entertainment.

The little girl was good in every aspect, but she liked to boast a little.

Lived in a Siheyuan, claimed to have little sharks in her room—any big talk came easily from her mouth.

Aside from the bragging, she seemed to have no other faults.

A tiny social butterfly; she had to admit she admired her for that.

In the dormitory, there were six girls.

The three who had returned already had their jobs settled, while the three without jobs, like her, could only stay and prepare for the upcoming spring recruitment.

A few days later, on the eighth day of the lunar new year.

Mian, Yang Xi, went to an Antler Coffee outside the school at the specified location.

She didn't come alone, but with two roommates from the dorm.

Around the corner at the entrance of the coffee shop, they saw a little girl dressed like a beggar.

With a Small Erhu on her back.

Wasn't this Little An'an, the one who could play the Small Erhu?

She knew she was just bragging, claiming to be the heiress to a billion-dollar family. Luckily, she was clever, and hadn't believed a word of it.

Yang Xi crept up behind her and tapped her shoulder quietly, "Little An'an."

Chen An'an turned her head to look back, wasn't this Mian, who had always supported her?

"Eh... Yang Xi sis!"

Chen An'an was delighted, it was her first time meeting someone from the internet in reality, which felt very novel.

"Little An'an, didn't your parents come with you?"

Yang Xi looked around. Apart from a few mysterious men in black not far away, it seemed there were no adults with her.

This felt very odd.

Could her parents really be at ease, letting a nine-year-old girl wander around alone?

Chen An'an said, "Dad would never bother with that."

She came out to meet just because she thought it would be fun.

Yang Xi, unaware of her family situation, still actively invited her to a big meal.

Probably it would be at a slightly smaller restaurant.

Many restaurants here closed for the Lunar New Year, but most had reopened by the eighth day.

Chen An'an just went with them wherever they wandered, without spending a cent.

Yang Xi's consideration for her was one reason she offered to treat her to food and drinks.

Mainly because she believed a nine-year-old girl wouldn't have much money.

After returning home, Chen Pingsheng had not gone out either, and was lying on a rocking chair in the courtyard, playing with the Little Fart Kid.

Chen Xinyi had a small ponytail on top of her head and looked especially cute with her silly giggles.

"Dad, I need to talk to you about something."

"You've got something serious to talk about?"

Whenever Chen An'an needed something from him, she would start by giving him a shoulder massage, and today was no exception.

"Dad, I met Bunny today."

"I know, she even treated you to milk tea and pan-fried dumplings, and deep-fried tofu! Uncle Zhao told me all about it."

Uncle Zhao was Zhao Yimin, who had been the head of their family's security team for over a year.

The spoiled brat usually had to call him Uncle too.

"Dad, I don't make friends based on their wealth. Bunny is having a tough time finding a job, can you help her out?"

Chen An'an shook his arm.

Chen Pingsheng replied, "That's fine, tell her to come to our house tomorrow, and another thing, when did you start intentionally pretending to be poor? To let several cash-strapped college girls pay for you when you're out."

Chen An'an had been taught from a young age not to take advantage of others, which is why she was quickly welcomed wherever she went, and why people chased after her, calling her An'an.

Chen An'an giggled, "I wasn't intentionally pretending. Bunny didn't ask."

She bounced off to her room to invite Yang Xi and others over for dinner.

It was the festive season after all, and for a girl who hadn't gone home for the New Year, it wasn't easy.

Chen Pingsheng knew they had been chatting for days.

The spoiled brat's chatty nature, he didn't know who she got that from.

Sometimes even he couldn't stand it.

This was a girl who could always engage her in over an hour of forced chat, which was something else.

The thing was, she really didn't know the Little Fart Kid was rich.

Unknowingly, the friends Chen An'an made were all much older than her.

Going to someone's house for a meal, Yang Xi had to think awhile before agreeing.

It was mainly about getting consent from her two roommates.

As they made their way over, they passed a fruit shop where Yang Xi specifically chose a small durian.

The durian cost tens per pound, so she could only buy a small one.

She also picked out some apples and bananas. No matter whose home you visited over the New Year, you still had to bring a gift.

She had worked a temporary job all through her senior year at college, gaining some experience for entering the workforce early.

She still had a little savings in hand, just not much.

After taking a taxi to the vicinity of the destination, she even doubted whether she had gone to the wrong place.

In Capital City, who doesn't know about Nanluo Gu Alley?

It's absolutely the ceiling of domestic real estate prices, outsiders have no idea what sort of prices are being asked for a residence here.

You can say there are specific standards for housing prices, but for Siheyuan, there really aren't any.

The same set of Siheyuan could sell for five hundred million or even a billion.

It all depends on how the homeowner decides.

The price of scarce properties is just outrageous.

Yang Xi couldn't make her way in, so Chen An'an came out to meet her.

Her family had guests over today, and Bunny wasn't the only one; Chen An'an was very happy, though,

"Yang Xi, a big sister who my dad invested in before is also here, and she seems to be from the same school as you."

"From my school? Who is it?" Yang Xi asked with curiosity.

"Qiuyan, she often helps me with my homework. But it's a pity, do I even need teaching with my talent? I can't learn it anyway."

This wasn't an exaggeration; she really couldn't, especially those English words.

She would be completely baffled at just one look.

She had even forced herself to memorize words in the restroom and wore a repeater around her neck, listening to words every day.

Her dad was almost moved by her diligence and eagerness to learn.

Latter on, he asked her, "An'an, with all your hard work, you must be good at English now, remember any words?"

Chen An'an boldly held up three fingers—not three hundred, and certainly not three thousand.

Not even thirty - no, you heard right, just three.

One NO, one Hello, and one I love oil.

With such talent, it was astonishing to the heavens and earth, even dogs would shake their heads.

After that, Chen Pingsheng never inquired about her English grades again.

The only lucky thing was that every English test had many multiple-choice questions.

She would randomly fill in ABCD and still manage to score around ten or so points.

Always avoiding a complete fail.

"Little An'an, you're not going to say her last name is Chu, are you? Chu Qiuyan is the most glamorous person in our school."

Yang Xi said, "I haven't seen her in almost a year, but I frequently see a bit of her news online."

Remembering the Chu Qiuyan who once sold milk tea outside the school, she thought how unpredictable life was, like a major intestine wrapping a small one.

Who would have thought that she could become the CEO of a listed company before even graduating?

And not just any CEO, but the youngest one in the stock market, and the only female college student CEO while still in school.

When you combine all these titles on one person, you realize just how gloriously limitless she is.

"Qiuyan is that amazing?"

Chen An'an scratched her head, "She was here last time teaching me English words, maybe she was shocked by my unbeatable talent, and then she switched to teaching me multiplication tables. How did I not know she's so amazing?"

"You're really talking about Chu Qiuyan?"

Yang Xi asked, her eyes wide.

"That's right, she's in my house helping cook."

Chen An'an looked at Yang Xi seriously, wondering why everyone says she's amazing, yet I can't feel it at all.

Maybe I'm also super amazing? Wahaha, it must be the case.

"Your dad wouldn't happen to be the chairman of the Tengying Group, would he?"

Yang Xi wasn't to blame for asking so shockingly; after all, most at their school could recite the story of Chu Qiuyan by heart.

A living legend among them.

It all started with that bicycling uncle who came by her place and ordered a cup of milk tea.

Everyone knows what happened after that; the enigmatic bicycling uncle helped her grow from a ten-square-meter milk tea shop to the CEO of Bobo Milk Tea with thousands of national chain stores in less than a year.

The experiences in between, a normal person would find them dream-like and unreal.

Just too fantastical.

Her school later learned the identity of that uncle, who was none other than the famous chairman of the Tengying Group in Capital City.

Countless people were eagerly awaiting to join the spring recruitment for university students in the hope of entering his Tengying Group.

Those who knew even a little about the treatment at Tengying were desperately trying to get in.

She was no exception.

But Yang Xi didn't think she could emerge from that one percent chance of success.

There were far too many sending resumes to Tengying now.

And she wasn't that exceptional, so such an unlikely dream, how could it fall into her lap!

Now look at the Little An'an who can play the Small Erhu!

She's the daughter of the chairman of the Tengying Group?

With such status, streaming Erhu performances and saying she wants to use the earnings to support her Dad?

Don't make me laugh!

The key is, for every little flower sent to her, she would bend over with her plump little butt poked out,

earnestly performing an Erhu Moon Reflection for you.

To say this little girl is the group's princess, the great princess of Tengying,

and to have chit-chatted with her online for over a month.

"Is my dad really that amazing?"

Chen An'an asked Yang Xi very seriously.

Yang Xi didn't know what to say and could only nod passively.

What a joke, thousands of students want to enter that group.

And he's the one and only chairman and founder.

How could she, just a small university graduate, even begin to evaluate that?

Chen An'an felt very proud inside but pretended to be nonchalant:

"It's just so-so. No matter how amazing my dad is, he often forgets to bring paper when he goes to the toilet."