Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Chen Pingsheng went to work at Tengying Group as usual.

A week had passed since TikTok went live, and the team of 500 internet celebrities had been sent over.

They had officially broken into this fresh market.

He glanced over and saw that they had almost entirely copied the early short video strategies of Xin Teng Live Streaming.

All sorts of flaunting-wealth personas were created, and this persona was universally acknowledged as the most follower-attracting on the platform.

He also provided this group of internet celebrities with ten Ferraris and ten Lamborghinis in one go,

plus five Rolls-Royces.

Now, no one needed to rent a car anymore; they had their own fleet.

Currently, TikTok's user base was still not climbing, so these 500 people could only progress alongside the platform.

Perhaps soon, a few of them would emerge as mega-influencers with tens of millions of followers and many more with millions.

He was quite focused on this newly established TikTok live-shopping company.

His secretary, Zhang Wanyi, came over with some daily work reports and several important people to meet.

Among them, besides the head of Tengfei New Energy, Yan Donghui, Old Jia was also there.

What was he doing here?

Was he here to find his dreams stifled or to make an investment?

Chen Pingsheng felt that this guy wasn't as reliable as the outside world perceived him to be; at least, he was involved in too many businesses, none of which were stable or long-term money-makers.

Old Jia's strongest ability was raising investments; he could even get his classmates in an executive class to fund him nearly ten billion.

With a face full of sincerity, listening to him for just ten minutes,

most people would probably want to invest a little in him.

Chen Pingsheng bluntly refused, "Send him a message, I won't meet him, and we, as a group, have no money."

Old Jia's visit was either for dreams stifled or for investment.

He was not prepared to be that sucker.

He wouldn't invest a penny in any CEO who didn't make money from their main business but still spread themselves across all fields, hoping to engage in every possible industry.

"You can have Old Yan come over!"

Yan Donghui was one of his new energy co-CEOs and used to be the head of the Research Institute at Sany Heavy Industry.

Since he last allocated more than a hundred billion for the new energy car-making team, they hadn't been to see him in a while.

They had been busy in their respective fields.

This time, Yan Donghui's main goal was to acquire a foreign AI technology development team.

This team had been involved in AI development for three years and had many fundamental research outcomes.

But they were a step behind their competitors on a critical technology, which led to their parent company cutting off their funding.

The most advanced domestic AI development team undoubtedly belonged to Baidu.

They also had the largest number of AI developers; although they had recruited a large number of AI tech researchers,

clearly, lacking the fundamental technical patents, it would take too long to surpass Baidu.

In the battery field, Chen Pingsheng already owned countless fundamental patent technologies, mainly from spending over fifty billion to acquire the largest domestic battery factory, Wotema.

Now, aiming to lead in AI smart driving, buying out some of the existing research results was undeniably the fastest way.

Chen Pingsheng asked him, "How much did that company quote?"

"Thirty-eight billion."

That's not an insignificant amount of money. Many companies spend a fortune on research and development, only to fall a step or a few steps behind others.

When others file for technology patents ahead of time, you must find a workaround.

At that moment, your previous research efforts could all turn into a stack of useless paper.

The risk of doing research and development is just that huge.

At such times, those companies either grit their teeth and continue to pour money into further research or, like now,

pack up those unrealized research results and sell them.

"Alright, you guys handle it as you see fit."

To the AI smart-driving project, he had invested sixty billion in total. After spending this thirty-eight billion, there would still be enough money left to sustain the entire development team for another six months.

He wasn't sure if he could develop the final product, but since he had already begun, there was no use in hesitating further.

After Yan Donghui left,

Chen Pingsheng's sister-in-law surprisingly showed up in Magic City with her family.

His sister-in-law even wanted to discuss divorce with his second uncle.

The reasons for their divorce were something Chen Pingsheng had also heard from the elders at home.

He just hadn't expected them to come to Magic City.

His second uncle was also quite old now, usually working as a technician in a brick factory, earning more than ten thousand a month, which although not high, was still decent.

The couple's life in the countryside was not bad either, especially since Chen Pingsheng had made a name for the Chen Family— their days in Wangcai Village were as grand as they wanted them to be.

It's true that people find it hard to handle prosperity after enduring hardship.

Take his second uncle for instance; once their days had improved, he didn't seem to work as hard.

Then, by chance, he stumbled upon a young lady's live stream.

Initially, she was just a minor broadcaster, attracting only seven or eight viewers.

As soon as second uncle entered, the broadcaster sweetly greeted him, "Welcome to our Chen Chen bro's home."

Her voice, both soft and husky.

Hearing it made second uncle's scalp tingle; he was a down-to-earth man from the countryside.

He was not accustomed to such treatment.

First, he tipped her a few dollars, and soon he had added the female broadcaster on WeChat.

The broadcaster knew just how to be warm and considerate.

When second uncle spoke of his tiring work,

She immediately praised, "Chen Chen bro is such a good man, preferring to endure hardship himself rather than let his family suffer."

Her flattery was so extravagant it was as if she were placing an eighteen-layer hat on his head.

After chatting for a few hours, second uncle upped his tipping the next day.