Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Buying that large villa for employee housing, this was actually Chen Pingsheng's own idea. He had a bit too much cash in his pocket.

Even after spending over twenty million on this, he still had nearly a hundred million left.

Finding a profitable film crew in the entertainment industry isn't that easy, so he could only temporarily invest this money in real estate.

Unsaid though it may be, the effect was indeed excellent.

At least in terms of employee reputation, he was far ahead.

And in the beauty industry itself, there was no one else like it.

Chen Pingsheng wasn't too fond of playing the stock market; he always felt it wasn't as reliable as real estate.

But lately, he had his doubts, seeing the stock market soar with the emergence of multiple speculative stocks.

Like LeEco, Storm, and others.

Everything hit the daily limit; now all anyone talked about was the stock market.

From vegetable sellers on the streets to office workers in high-rises, everyone was discussing it.

The bull market had arrived.

With a general market surge, anyone playing stocks could make money.

Chen Pingsheng had yet to pay attention to these stock market upheavals, having returned to Tengying Entertainment.

Bai Xin opened her laptop anxiously to show him; Zhao Liying, who was previously not very famous, suddenly began to be slandered all over the internet.

Flight attendants, KTV hostesses, rural women, and "as rustic as dirt".

It seemed as though these rumors had popped up overnight.

"Uncle, this has to be Feiying Entertainment's doing; they're used to these kinds of dirty tricks."

He didn't need to be told to know that this was an orchestrated smear campaign by hired internet trolls.

Ordinary people, clueless about the situation, often get swept up in such deliberate distortions of the truth.

In the entertainment industry, negative fame is still fame after all.

Chen Pingsheng believed that so long as one is righteous and works hard, all rumors would eventually fall apart on their own.

Nevertheless, he decided to get in touch with Zhao Liying.

She too was very concerned about the situation but just couldn't come up with a good idea at the moment.

Chen Pingsheng promptly invited the top four law firms in Capital City to come to her defense.

Whoever popped up, they would sue.

Determined to crack down on these manufactured internet trolls.

As for Feiying, he still couldn't find their Achilles' heel.

Just a bit of internet scandal, it didn't affect his money-making; he just made a note to deal with Feiying later.

Keeping a little notebook to track it.

Minor issues, he won't bother you; major ones, he'll crush you underfoot.

Chen Pingsheng always believed in an eye for an eye; the notion of repaying malice with kindness was simply non-existent in the business world.

Others would only see it as a sign of weakness.

The real estate market was still flourishing at the moment, with developers using unlimited leverage to build and sell houses living the good life.

To take down Feiying, he had to strike at the root.

Revenge, a gentleman's revenge, is not too late after six months.

For now, just keep a slow count.

Chen Pingsheng closed the laptop and said, "Contact the law firms, let them handle it."

Bai Xin nodded, as that was all they could do for now.

Publicly, they would take the legal route with law firms; privately, he was also prepared to hire a private detective to dig into Feiying's dirty laundry.

If he ever got ahold of something big, he'd hammer them to death.

After spending a while there, he went to find Song Yanxi.

Ever since he discovered that recharging memberships at Water Cloud Space could trigger Golden Finger's random increase, he believed that the beauty industry would surely be his biggest treasure trove in the future.

After all, while fruit top-ups could be halted by regulatory authorities, beauty salon top-ups definitely wouldn't be.

The whole industry played this game.

He was just playing it at a more sophisticated level, and as for hiring these cultural teachers to educate them on traditional Chinese etiquette and self-cultivation, while also covering piano, psychology, tea culture, and other specialized knowledge.

This naturally was his ambition kicking in.

Plainly speaking, he wanted Water Cloud Space to become a benchmark in the beauty industry.

He wanted to make spending money at Water Cloud Space, for those wealthy women, a form of social capital to show off.

For that, he had to ensure that the inner cultivation of the employees at Water Cloud Space was far superior.

Right now, it was just a few teachers giving lectures, but in the future, once Water Cloud Space was more established, he wanted to set up a professional beauty academy.

And it had to be better than the average 985 universities.

There would be only one major discipline: beauty care.

Graduates would be guaranteed job placement, with a minimum starting salary of ten thousand.

Wasn't that better than the average 985?

Chen Pingsheng was full of ambition. As he lost himself in contemplation, reality brought him back with a jolt.

Chen An'an had been called into school.

The Little Fart Kid had been quiet for a while but had started causing trouble again.

Chen Pingsheng and Song Yanxi were both somewhat perplexed. Chen An'an might have been a bit chubby,

and her grades might have been poor, but she was usually obedient.

She definitely wouldn't do something as outrageous as cursing at a teacher, and yet, just before New Year's, she had gotten herself into a situation where a parent-teacher meeting was needed.

How embarrassing.

"Husband, could it be that An'an has been fighting at school again?"

"How could she? At most, she would playfully thump Little Fatty, but he's gone now, and there's no one else in the class for her to bully."

Chen Pingsheng drove his own Maybach S680, hurrying to the school.

After parking his car neatly at the school entrance, he and Song Yanxi entered together.

At that moment, Chen An'an was in the teacher's office, drooping her little head, listless.

Her teacher was quite young, around twenty-five or so.

Without a doubt, at that age, having a teaching position at such a school was definitely not just a matter of academic qualifications.

But rather having relatives working in high positions.

Of course, she herself was quite exceptional too.

"An'an's Dad, you're aware of An'an's grades. Do you know what position she got in the final exam this term?"

Shen Qing had a bit of a literary air about her, looking refined and mild-mannered, but her words were quite direct.

Chen Pingsheng asked, "What position?"

Shen Qing: "Third, she got third place in the entire class."