Chen Pingsheng was sharing his achievements of the past half month in the family group chat.

An’an was still drifting in the ocean, sipping red wine priced at over a million a bottle, sunbathing on the top deck with her two best friends.

As for Er Piya, she was still the same, fully armed while hunting in the overseas mountains with an AK.

That kind of wildness, foreign countries are into those thrilling activities, she provides the money while others risk their lives.

Everyone’s happy if they win, but if they lose, they’re flat on their backs.

Er Piya herself isn’t brave enough to play like that, but she can fund others to play as if their lives don’t matter.

Extreme sports are certainly very exciting, she sometimes takes a helicopter to organize them.

As for the youngest, Chen Lu, he actually wanted to add Su Xiaoxi to the family group chat, that silly boy spends every day with Su Xiaoxi.

Then he’s back promptly before eight every day.

Who knows what he’s been up to for the past half month; maybe just accompanying Su Xiaoxi to get a driver’s license.

The two are currently on their way to choose a car, with new energy vehicles now very mature.

Fast acceleration and safe, intelligent assisted driving is also pretty good.

However, Chen Lu still suggests Su Xiaoxi buy a fuel car; the new Bentley Continental GT is particularly suitable for her.

Spending money hasn’t been easy for Su Xiaoxi; she’s never been in the habit of spending.

The saying goes, “it’s easy to go from frugal to extravagant,” and it holds true for anyone.

Su Xiaoxi buying a Bentley was actually at Chen Lu’s request; this car is very suitable for girls, even his mom, Song Yanxi, still likes it now.

Each person in the family has their own life.

The old Chen Pingsheng wanting to let loose, finally made a work he liked, and yet no one bothered to give him a thumbs-up.

This left him a bit disappointed; just because he’s always been the backbone of the family doesn’t mean he shouldn’t be encouraged.

Chen Pingsheng returned to his CEO office, even Secretary An’an was now under his management.

In such a large group, not many actually knew his identity, primarily because he had been gone for too long.

“Hey, little Lin, tell me, how’s my movie, do I have talent or what?”

Secretary Lin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a delicate white blouse on top, and a black pencil skirt below, perfectly embodying the office temptation.

“Boss, do you want the truth or a lie?”

“Of course, the truth.”

“Since you want the truth, I’ll speak it as is.”

Little secretary Lin Lu, solemnly said, “I think, boss, if you were to be a star, any film emperor would be a mere child, with your talent, you’d cause a sensation, the dream of nine hundred million girls.”

“Not bad, even though you’re not big-chested, you’re very sincere in your words.”

Chen Pingsheng nodded in satisfaction, “Go to the finance department and claim a million in bonuses, just tell them I said so.”

“Boss… you are truly wise and great, a film emperor come to earth.”

Lin Lu happily bent over to thank him, revealing quite a bit of cleavage.

Before Chen Pingsheng arrived, her impression of the boss was one of utmost reverence, treating him as an idol all her life.

After Chen Pingsheng came, that idol filter was shattered to pieces.

The boss liked hearing flattering words, no matter if they hit the nail or the heart, as long as it made him happy.

Hundreds of thousands in bonuses could be gotten easily.

Is this really the legendary wise and powerful, self-disciplined founder of the group?

Doesn’t quite seem like it.

She was still young; when she joined the group, Chen Pingsheng had long retired, now being forced to return by his daughter.

With just this bit of business, so many people managing it below him, why is he still working so seriously?

No need at all.

Chen Pingsheng knew perfectly well the little secretary was speaking nonsense, but he was at that stage where he could do as he wished.

Simply not caring about others’ intentions as long as he felt happy.

His phone rang in his pocket, who would call his private number?

“Hello…”

“Uncle, where are you?”

“I’m just wandering around outside, why, missing uncle already?”

“Not really, it’s our trainees hosting a gathering, and I wanted to invite you to join us.”

“Oh, oh… that!”

Chen Pingsheng said, “What time does the gathering start, send me an address, I’ll come pick you up!”

Work is just for fun, after hours is when the real business happens.

If he took things too seriously, how could An’an remain floating at sea without returning?

Er Piya would be searching everywhere for hints of immortality in famous mountains each day, that girl, when did she get so into immortals?

Probably played too many thrilling games, now wanting to change things up.

Han Yaya finally got a movie shot, but due to Chen Pingsheng, it could not be released, meaning she wouldn’t gain an audience.

Han Yaya didn’t care much about that, it was the trainees’ first gathering and she had to attend.

Chen Pingsheng drove his Maybach to pick her up, this uncle wasn’t a poor uncle, but a wealthy one.

“Yaya, what are you so nervous about?”

“Uncle, you don’t know, I heard from others that the trainees are about to face the first round of elimination, and I’m supposedly the first to get eliminated.”

“Who told you that?”

“Those two trainees next door, they both said so.”

“Don’t worry, they won’t eliminate you.”

This trainees’ gathering was held in a very private top-notch club, where these young men and women gathered, inevitably sparking some friendly connections.