1994: From a young man from a small town to a second-generation resident of Shanghai

Chen Yun learned from Chen Fang that his ex-wife had gone to see the child.

He almost dropped the cigar in his hand. Now he's gotten into the habit of setting aside some time each day to quietly smoke a cigar alone in his study, while listening to news about his son from Chen Fang.

"What did the mother and son talk about?" Chen Yun took a puff of his cigar and exhaled a white smoke ring.

"We didn't talk about much, your sister-in-law hasn't acknowledged Chen Yong yet."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun was slightly disappointed. If Bai Susu and Chen Yong recognized each other, it would be a good start for him.

Although I can't bring my biological son to live with me, I can bring him out of the shadows and into the light.

Just as Chen Yun hung up the phone, his wife Jiang Qiao walked in.

Although the woman was beautiful, she had a sharp tongue. As soon as she entered, she scolded Chen Yun, "Smoking again! Didn't I tell you not to smoke in the house? Why don't you listen to me?!"

Chen Yun's temples throbbed. "I'll put it out now. I'm not smoking anymore."

Jiang Qiao still wouldn't let him off the hook, "What's wrong with you lately? You've been locking yourself in your study smoking all the time. What happened?"

"It's nothing."

"If something's wrong, tell me. Don't keep it bottled up inside! I've had enough of your silent treatment. Is this even a home anymore?!"

Jiang Qiao suddenly lost control of her emotions and began to accuse Chen Yun of using emotional abuse against her.

"You know perfectly well why our relationship has deteriorated to this point!"

"Don't portray yourself as so innocent! Let's maintain some distance from each other, that's all!"

Chen Yun didn't stand on ceremony with her anymore.

The two had a big argument in the room.

If the cost of divorce weren't so high, Chen Yun would have divorced this woman long ago.

"Mom and Dad, what are you arguing about again! Can you please be quiet? I'm preparing for my exams to study abroad!"

"I know, it's all because your dad's always smoking at home!" Jiang Qiao didn't forget to shift the blame to Chen Yun. Anyway, everything was Chen Yun's fault, and she never made any mistakes.

Chen Yun was too lazy to say anything more to Jiang Qiao, since arguing would not do him any good.

Even after today's argument, Jiang Qiao still harbored suspicions.

Chen Yun has been acting very mysteriously lately. Could he be thinking about how to transfer assets?

Chen Yun has amassed such a large fortune thanks to the help of her family.

She could tolerate him keeping a mistress outside the home, but she absolutely could not accept him trying to help her mistress become his wife.

So Jiang Qiao made a phone call.

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On the other hand, Chen Yong might not be able to get to the company on time for the next few days because school is about to start, so he gave them a heads-up.

I will definitely be at school for the first three days of school.

He could only tell Xiao Hong and Zhou Qiang separately, "Headquarters wants me to go back for a three-day report. My plane ticket has already been booked."

To make it seem authentic, Chen Yong actually booked a plane ticket, which cost several thousand yuan.

The plane tickets won't be wasted; we can just cancel them later.

"Mr. Chen, now that you've left, will I come back?"

"Of course you have to come, you have to be on duty."

Chen Yong said to Xiao Hong, "There are still some details that need your attention, such as printing out the certificates sent from headquarters and sending letters to private enterprises that need assistance. These are all things that you need to do."

As for Zhou Qiang, Chen Yong gave him three days of paid leave.

He usually does all the dirty and tiring work at the company, so this is a good opportunity for him to rest for a while.

Chen Yong's goal has not been achieved yet, so he certainly won't give up so soon.

I'll only consider stopping once I've earned at least 500 million.

Earning five million in a semester is barely enough.

After all, he's a reborn person; earning too little would be embarrassing.

Once he has the capital, he can consider increasing leverage and taking over the unfinished building project that Aunt Bai mentioned.

The first big sum of money in one's life may be obtained through real estate speculation.

Xiao Hong came to his desk with a stack of documents and asked Chen Yong to stamp them.

Even when dressed in an office lady uniform, Xiao Hong still possessed a refined and elegant beauty, and recently she has gained an added touch of mature womanly allure.

Chen Yong also bears some responsibility for this, but after the last incident, neither of them brought it up.

Xiao Hong thought that President Chen would not bring up that matter again, and that it could be considered a beautiful mistake.

"Xiao Hong, do you have time after get off work today? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

"No, Mr. Chen, I have things to do at home." Xiao Hong's voice was cold as she surprisingly declined Chen Yong's invitation.

Last time, it was Xiao Hong who took the initiative to extend the invitation but was rejected. Now Chen Yong has been rejected, which is quite reasonable.

"What time are you coming home? What are you going home for?"

Chen Yong had to speak to her in a superior's tone, which put some pressure on her.

Xiao Hong said reluctantly, and somewhat stubbornly, "My mother told me not to come home too late, because she was afraid it might be dangerous."

The woman is definitely targeting Chen Yong! She's alluding to what happened last time.

"What danger could there be in having dinner with your boss? You can leave work early today and go home early, so your mom won't have any objections, right?"

Knowing that President Chen would be leaving for three days, Xiao Hong reluctantly agreed, feigning reluctance.

Don't judge a woman by what she says, but by what she does.

Xiao Hong is a typical example; she may say she's unhappy, but her actions tell a different story.

Zhou Qiang, who was supposed to come to work in the afternoon, was given the day off early by Chen Yong, while Xiao Hong was made to work until the afternoon so that he could take her out.

Before leaving get off work, Xiao Hong changed out of her office uniform and into her own short-sleeved shirt and skirt.

The skirt barely reached her knees, highlighting her incredibly long, slender thighs with a healthy wheat color that looked very supple.

That day in the hotel room, Chen Yong didn't even get a proper look at Xiao Hong's legs.

The impact was particularly striking when those legs stepped onto his Mercedes.

"We still have some time, so it shouldn't be a problem for you to come with me for a walk."

"Whatever President Chen says goes!" Xiao Hong maintained her indifferent demeanor, seemingly still angry.

Chen Yong didn't say anything more and took her directly to the mall.

I entered the Louis Vuitton boutique.

LV opened its first store in Wangfujing, Beijing in 92, and its second store in Shanghai the following year.

The bags inside, often costing ten thousand yuan each, have become the dream bags of countless women.

Xiao Hong never expected that President Chen would bring her here.

"Mr. Chen, what are you doing here?"

"Just looking, and could you give me some suggestions? I'm sending bags to my mom and aunt, what do you think would be suitable?"

Chen Yong was planning to buy a bag for Wang Juan in his hometown, and also to give one to his aunt.

Once you make money, the first thing you should do is show your filial piety. Otherwise, no matter how much money you make, it's meaningless if you don't spend it.

Money is just a number, a tool used to satisfy personal desires.

If you only care about making money, you can easily become a slave to money.

In many of the rebirth novels Chen Yong had read in his previous life, the characters made a fortune and kept making money.

As a result, the protagonist never stopped spending money.

Chen Yong had no desire to live that kind of assembly-line life.

"How old are Mr. Chen's mother and aunt?"

My mother is 45 years old, and my aunt is 25 years old.

Xiao Hong was quite surprised, not expecting Chen Yong's aunt to be so young, and she didn't feel comfortable asking any more questions.

They began to carefully select items for Chen Yong.

Two suitable bags were finally selected.

At this point, Chen Yong said, "What other bags are suitable for girls in their early twenties to carry?"

Xiao Hong's heart skipped a beat. Was President Chen going to buy her a bag?

On the surface, he appeared calm and collected, but inside he was in turmoil.

"This one would be perfect. Mr. Chen, are you planning to give it to your girlfriend?"

"Haha, it's a gift for a friend. We've known each other for quite a while. She's a really nice person, and I just wanted to give her a bag, since she's been feeling down lately."

Xiao Hong was secretly delighted; she hadn't expected President Chen to be so romantic.

But on the surface, he pretended to be unaware, saying, "Oh, I'm not sure what kind of people Mr. Chen's friends like."

"The bag you picked is great. It's brightly colored, stylish, and made of genuine leather. It looks youthful and fashionable."

The price is naturally exorbitant; this bag costs 12,000. Only wealthy business owners can afford it.

In the 1990s, the way to distinguish between a mistress and a lover was to see if she had an expensive handbag.

After paying, Chen Yong turned around and, in front of the female sales staff in the store, gave the bag he had just bought to Xiao Hong.

"Xiao Hong, thank you for your companionship and dedication during this time. This is my gift to you."

It happened so suddenly, it was just like something out of a TV drama.

A wealthy and handsome boss suddenly gives a gift to a girl in public.

The female saleswomen around them also cooperated and applauded.

He kept grumbling, "Take it, take it!"

Xiao Hong covered her mouth with one hand, feigning panic, and accepted the expensive bag from Chen Yong.

From that moment on, Xiao Hong's heart was completely in Chen Yong's hands.

Everything went very smoothly from then on; dinner and hotel room arrangements were all taken care of.

Of course, I didn't stay out overnight.

Xiao Hong was soft-hearted in every way except for her tough talk.