Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Tengying Art School was originally purchased through his personal investment.

This time the sale would naturally funnel all the funds back into his own hands.

1.5 billion ah, after getting that money he actually couldn't even find a way to spend it for a while.

Mainly because other than Tengfei New Energy, there weren't any other places that needed spending.

Once New Year's passed, Small Day life returned to how it had been before.

Chen Pingsheng carried on with his routine of going to work and then driving as a Didi driver.

On the evening of the eighth, an unpleasant incident occurred in the Bund Community.

His very own Rolls-Royce Phantom was actually trampled and dented by three youngsters.

It was only after viewing the surveillance footage that it became known they were two fake-LV wearing, car-renting social media influencers.

This sort of thing was no longer surprising, it's quite normal in the influencer circle to use counterfeit brands and rent luxury cars for short videos.

But filming is one thing, dancing on top of the car is just ridiculous.

Chen Pingsheng called Zhang Wanyi to ask if these were one of their signed dumb influencer contracts, and if so, to fire them immediately.

If not, he'd have to send the car in for a repair estimate.

Zhang Wanyi checked, thankfully these weren't with Teng You Media.

Chen Pingsheng simply sent the car straight back to the original factory; this was not going to be fixed for anything less than a few hundred thousand yuan.

Influencers today are really outrageous.

This time he wasn't driving Didi alone; he took the spoiled brat with him to experience life.

Chen An'an's grades were on the rise, and winter vacation was just around the corner.

There was also a big final exam coming up, and by this June, her elementary school career would be completely over.

In September, she'd officially enter junior high. Children sure grow up fast!

Chen An'an buckled up in the front passenger seat, with Dad driving the Cullinan for today's Didi customers.

Taking it easy and not too fast, Chen An'an asked him, "Dad, do you find it rewarding to drive like this for an hour each day?"

"Of course!"

Chen Pingsheng said, "You see, you also lived in a rental house when you were little. Even though our family's circumstances have improved, don't forget you're just an ordinary person and never feel like you're above anyone else."

"I won't, Er Ya sometimes does a little."

"She's been living too richly. When she gets a bit older, I'll definitely make her work for a couple of months."

"She's been to the mountain areas before."

"Let's not talk about your sister. How's your Anle Fund doing?"

"It's okay!"

Chen An'an's Anle Fund had dedicated people managing it, and she would only check it out during holidays.

Soon they picked up their first customer of the day.

Another young woman, fashionably dressed, probably working at a big corporation.

"Driver, you're doing Didi and bringing along your daughter?"

"Of course, there's no one else to take care of her at home, so she has to come with me to make money."

Chen Pingsheng chuckled, "My daughter is very well-behaved."

"It shows, driver. Having such a beautiful daughter, you'll be blessed in the future."

This young female passenger sure was chatty, perhaps because she'd never ridden in a Rolls-Royce Cullinan like this before.

She figured Chen Pingsheng must be a driver who had seen big bosses, which is why she was willing to talk a bit more with him.

Wang Yan was just someone from out of town; she'd been striving in Magic City for three or four years.

Aside from a decent income, she could really say she had nothing else.

Earning just ten to twenty thousand a month, yet often splurging on branded handbags and clothing.

For people like her, the biggest fear was being called a "woman from out of town" by colleagues.

To fit in this city, expenses are unusually high.

Ordinary people like to dress up their appearance with luxury goods, thinking brandishing an expensive handbag raises their status.

Little do they know that to truly rich people, such behavior is naive and foolish.

Yet this foolish behavior is shared by at least half of Magic City's sophisticated women.

It's hard to say if it's right or wrong, just like Wang Yan herself, desperately trying to blend into this city.

Only through talking with them can one truly feel the joys and sorrows of ordinary people in the city.

Driving Didi, Chen Pingsheng was no big boss, just Old Chen the driver.

When Wang Yan got off, she still had to rush from one bureau to another.

It was all to make more connections in her spare time and to find her Prince Charming or a domineering CEO.

Such women would rather be single than settle for 'phoenix men' without their own houses.

Only in the big city do you realize there are so many single women, way too many.

The second passenger was a bespectacled young man under thirty, clutching a large rose.

His face beaming with happiness, after asking, it turned out his girlfriend's birthday was today and he was planning to surprise her.

The surprise hadn't been given yet, and the girl would still occasionally stay with him in a small rental unit.

But after it was given, all she showed was disappointment.

He witnessed his beautiful girlfriend get into a Mercedes with a balding man in his fifties.

The man, filthy rich, took his girlfriend straight to a hotel room.

No need for romance or deliberate flattery.

Even able to make his strong-willed girlfriend eat under a table.

Just hand her a Chanel bag after dinner, and voila, another sad love story.

No matter the corner, in the Magic City, ordinary folks simply can't preserve their own love stories.

Especially if the girlfriend is beautiful.

After picking up two customers, Driver Old Chen went offline.

Chen Pingsheng asked his daughter, "An'an, any thoughts?"

"Dad, if you hadn't made a lot of money, would you also live without dignity in this city?"

"No, dignity is given by oneself, it's just that when you don't have money, others can trample over it."

Chen Pingsheng said, "You see, they are all striving to live and reaching out to the heavens, but this big environment will never change just because of an individual's effort, we are just very small parts of it."

Chen An'an nodded solemnly, her dad had always taught her moral principles, some of which she could absorb quickly, while others she wouldn't understand until she experienced them herself.

Just as her father couldn't help everyone, being alive meant having regrets.

When they got home it was already 9 PM.

Chen An'an also had to get to bed soon but before sleeping, she still had to write her daily journal.

The next day at school, she would share these stories with other classmates.

Her dad didn't know, but her teacher especially liked to hear her talk about her dad's stories.

Even if it was something as ordinary as accompanying her being a Didi driver.

The teacher liked her sharing on the stage just as much.

Just like the phrase the teacher agreed with the most, we're all ordinary people and should have an ordinary heart.

She was about to graduate from primary school, and Chen An'an treasured these last moments of childhood.

Once childhood is over, she really becomes a little adult.