Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Money for renovations at the Siheyuan.

Chen Pingsheng asked his wife to handle it, as he now had only sixty or seventy million left in his account.

This money was also to be invested in Tengying Entertainment.

His wife, Song Yanxi, had indeed amassed over a hundred million in cash dividends.

That was more than enough to cover the eighty or ninety million required for the renovation, which would take about half a year from commencement to completion.

It was expected that it would be mostly completed by July 2015.

Chen Pingsheng then took the spoiled brat to his Tengying Entertainment.

Despite not saying it, Chen An'an still deeply cared about the incident from the morning.

By four in the afternoon,

their chief legal advisor, Zhang Si, finally returned.

According to him, Cao Lei was already scared witless and now he was eager to meet the boss.

He probably wanted to discuss a private settlement, and kneeling to beg for mercy was very likely.

Without obtaining a letter of forgiveness and failing to produce the corresponding compensation, he was indeed going to be incarcerated.

Chen Pingsheng, putting down the Andersen fairy tale in his hand, said,

"A settlement is possible, just let him pay a hundred thousand in cash, and since he thinks driving a Porsche is so great, toss his car into the water and let him slowly repay the remaining loan."

Zhang Si also mentioned, that guy was not some rich second generation, just a young man who loves to show off and brag.

The down payment for the car also totally depended on his parents.

To expect him to pay millions, his whole family including three generations would probably have to go back to pre-liberation times.

Chen Pingsheng felt it was unnecessary, a strong lesson was sufficient, driving the person to desperation didn't suit his intent.

Zhang Si expressed understanding and agreed that this approach was very good.

It would make him remember for a lifetime, yet it still left him a lifeline.

Only those who have lived in Capital City for a long time understand the meaning of keeping a low profile.

In this place, there will always be someone you cannot afford to provoke.

After Zhang Si left, he arranged for someone responsible to negotiate with Cao Lei. If he disagreed,

then they would fight the lawsuit to the end.

Still wanting to meet the boss, that was absolutely impossible.

Plainly speaking, his status was too low; he simply wasn't worthy.

Chen Pingsheng didn't care, treating this whole affair as a minor mishap in life.

However, he also considered hiring some security teams.

Not to guard against people like Cao Lei, but simply because once your status and wealth reach a certain level, a security team is essential.

He planned to allocate thirty million a year on security measures to protect his family.

The places his wife frequently visits must have several people.

His children's school must have security, and the family's residence certainly needed it as well.

As for himself, able to fight three people.

Hiring a few former soldiers would be sufficient.

An annual security expense of thirty million was already extremely high,

enough to allow his family to live in Capital City with peace of mind and without too much unnecessary worry.

Chen Pingsheng called Zhang Si to contact a reputable security company.

"Dad, is our family hiring a super bodyguard now?"

Chen An'an looked at her father excitedly.

Always feeling that they could hire someone like in the movies who could fight dozens alone.

The spoiled brat was really overthinking. In real life, even the most capable person would have a hard time defeating ten with bare hands,

assuming, of course, those ten aren't cowards and scaredy-cats.

"With your temperament, if your dad doesn't hire a few bodyguards for you, I'm afraid you'd get into trouble and be beaten without even realizing it."

"Pff... Dad, I've already reached the third level of the Praying Mantis Fist, which is pretty impressive, okay?"

As she spoke, Chen An'an made wild gestures in his office.

Chen Pingsheng asked her, "Praying Mantis Fist, third level, who graded you?"

"Of course, it was me myself."

Chen An'an, tilting her chubby face, said, "The first level of Praying Mantis Fist is just mimicking the mantis, merely a facade."

"The second level is when you slightly comprehend the true essence of the Praying Mantis Fist, knowing how to kick."

"As for the third level, that's pretty awesome, you have to bend your waist a bit while kicking, just in case you fall over before even hitting anyone."

Chen Pingsheng: "..."

"Chen An'an, could it be that your Praying Mantis Fist has ninety-nine levels?"

"Dad, how did you know?"

Chen An'an was overjoyed, feeling as if she had found a martial arts soulmate.

The loneliness of a master, who understands.

"I not only know you have ninety-nine levels, but I also know you were about to reach the fourth level."

"Dad, how did you know that too?"

Chen An'an was particularly happy, never expecting her dad to understand her best.

"Humph, isn't the fourth level the supreme realm where no one can beat you?"

Chen Pingsheng gave her a big wedgie, then pulled her over to ask:

"An'an, haven't you ever thought about becoming a domineering female CEO when you grow up?"

Chen An'an touched the back of her head, feeling wronged, not knowing how she ended up getting hit again.

"Dad, what's a domineering female CEO?"

"It's the kind of person who is second only to one, above thousands, whose words can change the fate of countless people."

Chen An'an's eyes lit up, wasn't this just like the legendary Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch?

"Dad, can I be a female CEO?"

"As long as you want to, of course you can."

Chen Pingsheng let her sit in his executive chair. "You feel it for a bit first, then Dad will help you act out a domineering female CEO's aura of authority."

"Okay."

Chen An'an was very happy. After getting into position, she wiggled her chubby bottom and jumped onto the chair.

Chen Pingsheng first called Bai Xin, letting this spoiled brat get a feel for it in advance.

To see if she liked the feeling, to determine if there was a chance for her to go in this direction in the future.

"Dad, quickly bring me my frog-eye glasses and help me turn the chair around first. Wait for Teacher Bai Xin to come in, then give me a grand swivel."

Not to mention anything else, but with the spoiled brat's liking for showing off, he felt she just might have a shot.

Bai Xin came in, and Chen Pingsheng slowly turned her around.

Chen An'an touched her curly hair, feeling very cool.

The frog-eye glasses nearly covered half of her little chubby face.

The field of vision also worsened quite a bit.

But no matter, external factors can be overcome.

"Teacher Bai Xin!"

"An'an?"

"Teacher Bai Xin, my dad said that today he made me the president for a day. Teacher Bai Xin, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Her unfulfilled wishes?

If this weren't broad daylight, I'd think you weren't playing a female CEO but rather starring in 'Ghost,'"

Bai Xin looked at the uncle and, finding that he said nothing, she too could not figure out what this father and daughter were up to.

Drama takes over.

Bai Xin said, "President An'an, I have learnt from exploring outside that just below our building, there are two female artists who wish to join our company. I'm unsure how to handle this."

Handle?

How should she handle it?

No one taught her.

Chen An'an shook her chubby butt, always feeling she shouldn't lose her nerve.

"Teacher Bai, why don't you call them up here."

How exhilarating.

She used to be the one taking orders.

Now she could actually give orders.

Family, who understands!

Not sure if making her dad clean the toilets would get her hit.

It just feels like a high-risk move.