Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Money needs to be spent everywhere.

Chen Pingsheng simply cashed out 12% of his shares in Snacks Dash.

After the IPO of Snacks Dash, he was left with 17% of the shares. Your journey continues at NovelBin.Côm

Following his usual approach, he would eventually retain only 5% of the shares after each stock listing.

The current stock price of Snacks Dash is 240 billion.

Putting 12% on the capital market for cash-out, it was quickly snapped up at the set price of 20 billion.

This year, the snack track has been quite lively, with many capitals starting to invest in this area.

Snacks Dash is now the largest snack retail chain on the market.

Chen Pingsheng cashed out this money mainly to develop the Tengfei Supply Chain Research Center.

After twenty billion were deposited.

He then applied the random multiplier again, and that familiar golden die appeared once more.

It kept rolling and finally landed on three.

Not too bad, sixty billion were deposited.

Twenty billion in capital was used to expand Water Cloud Space.

Fifty billion was allocated to the newly established supply chain research center, and ten billion was used to improve his current lifestyle.

It was too hot in summer; using this money to build a cool and comfortable summer villa in Qingdao with a constant summer temperature of 25 degrees was perfect.

In the future, if needed, they could travel there for a vacation.

Spending ten billion, a small figure, was not too extravagant. Moreover, it is a coastal city.

When the super yacht is produced, it can be directly driven over.

Back at home.

The spoiled brat was still fiercely hula hooping; Little Erya was suppressed by her bloodline, not daring to secretly eat snacks at home.

If she dared to eat, one punch could hit the back of her head.

As for Chen Lu, the little third, who was only half a month old, was afraid to cry.

It was clear that he was suppressed by his second sister.

If he dared to cry by the swimming pool, Erya would directly suppress him with force, dealing real damage.

Her go-to saying was, don’t think you can cry just because you’re young, I’m not that big either.

Erya still liked to wear her toad glasses, floating in a little bathtub, drifting in the huge swimming pool.

Beside her, her little teddy dog was desperately swimming with its limbs.

There was also a floating giant sponge with various kinds of chilled fruits on it.

She could eat any normal fruit, but if she put some watermelon.

Her sister would punch her for every bite she took.

Don’t you know I’m on a diet? You eat watermelon while I’m trying to lose weight, what does that mean?

Erya felt aggrieved, why beat me if you can’t resist yourself?

And then you take away my big watermelon.

An’an’s elder sister’s bloodline suppression is no small matter; she dared only to secretly pout.

Seeing the little third chuckling beside her, she slapped him without a word.

When he was about to cry, she stuffed a seedless grape in his mouth.

Big sister hits me; I hit you, with no qualms about it.

If you have complaints, go vent to Mom, I’m just a little thing that hasn’t grown up yet.

Erya was still the one who enjoyed the most at home; it was definitely uncomfortable to soak in water with air conditioning.

So she set up four huge air conditioning fans blowing from every corner.

As for entertainment, that was even simpler.

She installed two hundred-inch TVs in the air, tilted at 45 degrees, ensuring the best viewing angle for her.

Two nannies stood by the poolside, ready to provide whatever she desired.

It’s still the most comfortable at home.

Erya wiggled her little butt and said.

"Second Miss, the boss is back."

"Daddy’s back, pull me up quick."

Being Dad’s little padded jacket, she had to appear before Dad at the earliest.

She’s not as capable as anything else, nor does she have the extremely intelligent IQ of her big sister. (All hyped up by Chen An’an since she was a child.)

Nor does she have the silly charm of little third biting his little thumb.

Being second is rather awkward; she is neither as domineering as her big sister, who could suppress her from causing trouble single-handedly.

Nor does she know how to garner grandma’s affection like the little third.

She must compete for affection.

The three children at home are clearly getting livelier by the day.

Chen An’an chews on watermelon every day, claiming to be on a diet, while Erya spends every day soaking in the pool, complaining about the heat.

Chen Lu cries at the drop of a hat.

Looking at the time, it’s already August 28th.

Truly a fine day, Big Piya is soon going into fifth grade.

Er Piya is about to go to kindergarten, and she belongs to the child prodigy category.

She just never realized it herself.

Whatever she studies, she remembers at a glance.

Chen Pingsheng even suspects that she’s a gift from heaven, as not a single one in the Old Chen Family’s past eighteen generations was good at studying.

He actually has a child prodigy; it’s simply unbelievable.

Once she goes to kindergarten, it won’t be so easy for Big Piya to deceive her anymore.

"Dad, Dad."

Er Piya has been living quite the good life, with her birthday gifts starting at fifty million each year. @@novelbin@@

She belongs to the chubby and adorable type.

When she runs, her little short legs wiggle amusingly.

"Er Ya, what are you doing?"

"Dad, I’ve memorized the multiplication table backward and forward. Sister said I’m a third as smart as she was at my age. Am I super amazing, quack?"

Er Ya asks with her milky voice.

Chen Pingsheng really wants to tell her that her sister only learned the multiplication table in third grade.

"Not bad, your sister did have a special talent when she was young, and you’re pretty clever too."

"Really?"

Erya is exceptionally happy, and as soon as Chen An’an comes downstairs, she immediately goes to hug her sister’s legs.

Chen An’an holds down her head, letting her two chubby hands flail aimlessly.

She’s about to enter fifth grade.

The school also has a summer vacation essay due, and she’s been secretly working hard these days, ready to dazzle everyone.

"Dad, my school opening ceremony is in a few days, can you come with me?"

"Why do I need to go? Isn’t the start of school just a normal day?"

"I just hope you’ll go."

"Alright then."

Chen An’an is thrilled, and so is Er Ya.

As for Little Third, Chen Lu, he’s also grinning foolishly.

Er Ya even brings over her own backpack, already filled with various books.

All with illustrations, little comics, and children’s books.

She’s really looking forward to going to school, and at the age of four, attending kindergarten is just right.

She doesn’t even know that she’s almost mastered everything taught in the second grade of primary school.

Once she enters the kindergarten class, she’ll definitely be the genius of her class.

Her Wang Teng-like demeanor can no longer be concealed.

Nowadays, Er Ya eats her meals while wearing her big backpack, showing how much she anticipates going to school.

As for Big Piya, she really doesn’t care.

She swears every year to study hard but always ranks within the last three.

After five years of consistent performance, Chen Pingsheng has absolutely no expectations for her grades anymore.

As for Er Piya.

He has no experience raising a child prodigy!

He can only wait and see as she grows up a bit more.

Little Third is different; he’s greatly adored by the older generation.

After his hundredth day or maybe when he turns one, he’ll probably be sent to a suburban village school until college.

The home conditions won’t be too bad, but also not too good, just an average middle-class family.

Too poor a condition might lead to an inferiority complex, while too good might foster some rich second-generation bad temperament.

An annual income of three to five hundred thousand for a middle-class family is just right, neither up nor down.

The little guy doesn’t realize that his life has been planned by the family from before he was even born.

The only male child in the family is destined not to enjoy the life of luxury in his childhood.