Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Chen An’an suddenly felt at a loss at home, feeling like a child who had done something wrong.

It seemed as though she had inadvertently wronged a good person.

She turned her head to look at her dad, "Dad, did I do something wrong?"

Chen Pingsheng patted her on the shoulder, "Not really, there’s still a chance to make amends!"

"What should I do then?"

"Didn’t you forget, one of the Magic City’s Three Young Masters is just around here, since you think you made a mistake, you should go and make up for it."

"True."

Chen An’an suddenly jumped up excitedly and asked if she could contact Sister Wanyi now.

This person happened to be her dad’s number one secretary in Magic City.

By contacting her, it meant that she would once again be using her family’s resources to remedy her impulsive mistake.

Actually, it wasn’t really a bout of impulsiveness, it’s just that what the eyes see isn’t always the truth.

Zhang Wanyi came to find her in a Phantom from the Group.

Chen Pingsheng was also there waiting for her, and he got on the car with Chen An’an.

Erya, snappy at catching the wind, ran faster than a dog this time, fearing she’d miss the big Phantom in her house.

Zhang Wanyi had thoroughly investigated the Magic City Young Master and got clear information, a university graduate of ’16.

He had worked at three different places.

Delivered take-out and set up street stalls, this current job was his only hope to stay in Magic City.

Affected by cyberbullying, he quickly gained notoriety at the company.

Under pressure, the boss fired him overnight.

And this renowned Third Master is now dwelling in a ten-square-meter rented room.

After seeing such living conditions, Erya felt her very life was being suffocated.

The place for eating and sleeping was actually above the bathroom.

Not only was the interior environment terrible, but the external conditions were also beyond words.

Everyone was crammed into such a tiny space, some were frying rice in the corridor, while others were smoking and chatting.

Those living here were mostly out-of-towners, either construction workers or delivery drivers.

What was most unbelievable was that some little girls could still smile innocently in such conditions.

They likely have no idea what a proper living place is!

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To Er Ya, the one hundred and eighty square meters house they currently lived in was also just the most ordinary little house.

Just enough to meet her minimal standard to not cause a fuss.

But looking at this place, it really felt suffocating.

Taking even a single breath felt so uncomfortable, yet these little girls had to grow up here.

When a group of respectable people suddenly arrived, those little girls stood aside obediently and waited for them to pass before they began to play.

Inside, the Magic City young master was currently chewing on bread, opening various job-hunting websites, sending out resumes one by one.

What he needed the most right now was a stable new job.

Even if the job did not align with his major, it didn’t matter as long as the pay was right.

So what if he was a university graduate? Bricks fall off bridges randomly.

The first to get hit and killed would be those university graduates looking for a job.

So many graduates each year, construction workers still earn a few hundred a day, whereas these university graduates, raised at the cost of several hundreds of thousands.

Are even worse than dogs.

At least he feels that way now. As for helping that mother and daughter, he did not regret it at all.

Who in their era hasn’t dreamt of standing up against injustice with a powerful shout?

Let alone just losing a job, he would be willing to pay a higher price.

It’s tough enough for ordinary people to live, plus having a daughter sick from childhood.

Such life might as well be declared hopeless.

Without significant public concern, who would care for such a miserable mother and daughter?

"Knock knock," two sounds.

The dilapidated door was knocked on, Ma Jun jumped out of bed and stepped onto his flip-flops.

The visitors were none other than Chen Pingsheng and his daughter Chen An’an.

"Are you the so-called Third Young Master of the Magic City?"

"I... am not!"

Ma Jun denied without a moment’s hesitation; with his current living situation, he had no claim to such a title. @@novelbin@@

Truly down and out.

Perhaps the only one who could truly claim to be the Third Young Master of Magic City was the newborn third son of the Tengying Group owner.

Bathed in endless adoration, with a father like that he would live his entire life in the most dazzling of worlds.

Such is the disparity of fate.

"You don’t need to deny it. Since Dad has come, he naturally knows who you are."

Chen An’an sincerely apologized to him, "I’m sorry, I was also among those who participated in the cyberbullying against you. I’ve specifically come today to apologize."

"Apologize?"

Due to the endless insults, he now didn’t dare to open his social media accounts.

Naturally, he was unaware of what had happened.

Chen Pingsheng’s intentions were simpler—since he had come, he intended to make amends.

"The thing you’re most worried about now is finding a job in your field of expertise, isn’t it?"

There was no doubt about it, it absolutely was.

Chen Pingsheng had his secretary pass him a business card and suggested he look for Chang Fu at Xin Teng Live Streaming.

Or at Teng You Media.

Ma Jun had majored in journalism and worked as a digital marketing strategist.

Times had changed.

In this era, the primary channels for news distribution were all through short videos.

And to attract attention and raise funds for that single mother.

It naturally implied he understood how to operate within the current influencer economy.

When Ma Jun received the extremely simple business card, he was indeed taken aback.

This was actually...

Speechless, he found himself without words—perhaps this was a blessing in disguise.

A good deed deserved its rightful reward; otherwise, who would still be willing to be kind?

And Chen An’an would also come to understand a principle.

With great power in hand, one should never rush to judgment without clear facts.

Otherwise, it’s easy to cause unnecessary harm.

Or to wrong an innocent person.

Ma Jun’s issue was relatively straightforward to solve. Chen Pingsheng personally escorted him to the doorstep of Xin Teng Live Streaming.

In addition, he arranged for Chang Fu to first give him one hundred thousand and then help him exchange his little house for a slightly more respectable small apartment.

Many people are just living for the sake of living.

After returning home, Chen An’an asked her Dad, was she really wrong in this matter?

The answer was indeed that she was wrong.

Because she was no ordinary person.

People online might change nothing with a few curses.

But she was different; if she were to put the weight of Tengying Group’s resources onto an ordinary person.

It would absolutely be cataclysmic.

Not many ordinary people could withstand the pressure of Tengying Group’s business resources.

Therefore, she must continuously acknowledge her mistakes.

And continually improve, thereby acquiring the ability to control this power.

Some things are easy to say but require years of her father’s companionship and guidance—five years, ten years, or even twenty years—to truly master.

And to have the capacity to steer such an enterprise.

If she couldn’t handle it, the safest option would be to wait until her father was too old to move.

And then donate the entire family fortune to society.

Only then could she ensure a life free from worries.