Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled - Chapter 1040: 777: Number 2 This Month_2

Chapter 1040: Chapter 777: Number 2 This Month_2

After she was chased away while cursing and swearing, Su Xiaoxi asked her mother, “Why did you bring her here?”

“Isn’t it because your uncle and them kept talking about it?”

“Talking about what?”

Su Xiaoxi raised her eyes and said, “It’s the same old rhetoric, merely brainwashing you about how grand the wealthy families are. They say I will get divorced sooner or later, and that I must make plans for myself quickly to transfer the Chen Family’s assets.

“Mom, you are not young anymore. Are they really afraid I won’t get anything after a divorce, or do they want me to fill their pockets with the Chen family’s assets? People’s greed knows no bounds. I once used money to treat a senior’s illness and bought them a house in Shenzhen, but look at now…”

Mrs. Su isn’t a particularly clever person herself, and she’s always felt overwhelmed. The main reason she was swayed is that the Chen Family never truly accepted her.

This made her anxious, constantly influenced by some relatives.

Actually, considering the practices of the Chen Family, especially that particular person, even if her daughter were really divorced.

The compensations from various aspects would ensure she’d never have to worry about money again in her lifetime.

Actually, she doesn’t need to worry about it now, but human desires are like that, always expanding.

“Alright, it’s my fault this time, okay? By the way, you manage such a big Xiangjiang Capital, doesn’t Chen Lu have any opinions?”

“He wouldn’t bother with such small matters.”

Alright then… The Chen Family’s wealth once again amazed her.

Mrs. Su’s only regret now is probably that Chen Lu hasn’t called her ‘mom’ yet, nor has he taken her to meet his parents.

In ordinary families, this is quite abnormal since she, as a mother, has diligently taken care of Su Xiaoxi for twenty years.

She hasn’t caused any trouble, and naturally, her daughter’s man should change his address to call her mother.

Unfortunately, that’s just not realistic.

…

Su Xiaoxi waddled up to the second-floor study, finding Chen Lu still watching stocks on the computer.

She sat beside Chen Lu and asked, “Which stock are you interested in, and how much are you planning to invest?”

“Eyeing some good tech stocks recently, planning to invest around nine million.”

“So little?”

“Isn’t it enough? My total monthly allowance is ten million.”

“If you want to invest, I can give you all my money over here.”

“Better not.”

Chen Lu shook his head and said, “My dad used to give me tens of billions for investment at a whim; to be honest, it was quite a mental burden. Each fluctuation in the stock market is tens of millions. Whether a loss or a gain, it’s just a temporary thrill. Now, I just want to use a few years to achieve financial independence.”

His criteria for financial independence are quite clear: to earn money using pocket money, so that in a few years, he can make ten million a month.

Then he wouldn’t need to ask for living expenses from his family anymore.

“Chen Lu, doesn’t this feel too unfair to you?”

“Aren’t you overthinking it? What’s so unfair about it? Even if I invest nine million every month and have one million for living expenses, having a job that pays a million monthly without doing anything has already surpassed many people. Besides, I now have my own goals and feel motivated every day.”

Alright then… Su Xiaoxi couldn’t quite understand his behavior. When he had money before, he didn’t have a goal; now, with less money and only a fixed ten million as living expenses, he suddenly has a goal.

Chen Lu planned out his pocket money quite clearly. Throughout a month, classmates, including those college friends, would borrow some money from him.

Adding up to twenty or thirty thousand, he included this in his fixed expenses, without intending to ask for it back.

The rest would just be spent on buying things, eating, drinking, and entertainment.

For his two sisters, a million in living expenses wouldn’t be sufficient at all, but for him, it’s already too much.

There weren’t too many expenses at home, and the next day, he would also need to take Su Xiaoxi to the hospital for a check-up.

The gender of the baby in her belly had never been checked; they would naturally know when the birth date arrived.

There were very few pregnant women in the hospital now, mainly because young people in the new era weren’t willing to have children.

In the new era understanding of “wealth doesn’t last more than three generations,” it’s tough not to say marrying is hard, even having children.

Only rich people tend to have a bit more offspring.

Over the past ten years, the real estate market stabilized only by 2028, meaning it gradually declined for seven or eight years.

A large number of middle-class people thus returned to poverty, yet the wealthy class was different, as long as none of them were single-mindedly determined to surpass their parents.

They could enjoy prosperity for a hundred years; once the second generation worked particularly hard, the third generation would likely return to poverty.

Chen Lu himself would never entertain the idea of working too hard; he just wanted to guard his small family steadily.

Every time they went for a check-up, Su Xiaoxi was very healthy, as was the little baby in her belly.

The days passed leisurely, and soon it was the end of her junior year.

Su Xiaoxi invited two college best friends to have a meal at home, while Chen Lu prepared to report to Tengfei AI as an intern.

As he was leaving, Yang Zi joked that he was a Crown Prince going to work.

Chen Lu generally didn’t respond to such remarks.

Th𝒾𝖘 𝓬h𝙖p𝕥℮r ḭṡ p𝐨ʂ𝘵ᥱ𝐝 b𝕪 𝙆𝚤ţҽη𝑜𝘷ꬲ𝑙

He had no special privileges in the company nor any authority, so going there was just to be an honest worker.

Tengfei AI was already the highest-valued tech group domestically, with research centers all over the country and globally.

Its subsidiaries were countless, encompassing new-age intelligent robots, brain-machine chips, GPU graphic processors, CPU central processors, among others.

Besides, there were several software and hardware products.

During the ten hot years of AI, the new-age artificial intelligence developed beyond imagination.

In many foundational industries, the bottom-tier assembly line jobs were either replaced by AI robots or covered by AI computing power.

In this era, starting a business meant either small-scale ventures or pouring out countless family resources.

The more technology develops, the more solidified the classes become.

For ordinary people, life undoubtedly became convenient, but finding good jobs indeed became more challenging.

In such a situation, him being able to easily enter such a large group could not help but stir envy among his classmates.

On the first day Chen Lu registered, he was as ordinary as himself, maintaining a low profile all along.

No colleague knew that he was the son of the big boss.

As for the project team he participated in, it was merely one among the countless projects at Tengfei AI.

Such a massive group, without his father’s influence, to reach the CEO position.

Chen Lu would only think of that as being truly the chosen employee, one in a billion, the genuine elite among the masses.

Unfortunately, he himself couldn’t meet such a standard.

What he could do was merely work honestly and find ways to use money to make more money.

As long as he no longer needed to ask for living expenses from home, he would probably be able to pursue the things he truly liked in a meaningful sense.

As for what he likes, only he knew.

…

In the family, all three second-generation members have already entered the workforce.

Only Chen Pingsheng is left with Little Ji Ye starting a barbecue shop in an urban village. In this scorching sun, their shop had no customers.

Was it because the food wasn’t tasty, or was it due to bad Feng Shui?

Neither.

It was simply because two guardian figures were sitting at the entrance, and it was three in the afternoon; who would come to eat barbecue at this time!

“Grandpa, if we continue like this, will we lose even our underpants?”

“Who told you that, it’s simply slander.”

“Everyone around says so,”

Little Ji Ye blinked his big round eyes, “You open at one and close at eight; it doesn’t seem like a serious barbecue business at all!”

“Never mind, Ji Ye, when you grow up, Grandpa will surely leave you a big fortune.”

Alright then… Little Ji Ye thought to himself, is Grandpa still dreaming about the old house getting demolished?