Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled-Chapter 802 - 608: People Like Us

It can also make ordinary people rack their brains to curry favor with you.

No matter whether what you say is right or wrong, outsiders would go to great lengths to find you an answer.

Even if you believe 1+1 equals 3.

This is also the primary reason why An’an loves street performers. She is the family’s Princess, and she too enjoys the endless resources of Tengying Group.

These resources make her feel rather… fearful.

Deep down, she knows she doesn’t truly possess the ability to wield them.

She prefers doing good deeds. Charity is one aspect, but more importantly, doing good makes her feel at ease.

She’s done some outrageous things in the past too. Once, a female classmate with poor family circumstances borrowed a car from her.

She casually handed her mom’s LaFerrari to that classmate.

Didn’t even ask if she had a driver’s license.

The classmate borrowed the car for her brother, who she said wanted to pursue a goddess.

And then he died.

He died in a car accident—he didn’t know how to drive a LaFerrari.

Hit the accelerator too hard and lost control, dying instantly.

The classmate’s family sued her. Her mom not only replaced the car, worth over 20 million yuan, but also paid more than 10 million yuan in compensation.

At the time, An’an was furious. Why sue her over something as trivial as lending a car?

Her dad took her to meet someone and candidly explained, “If you insist, it’s not just about us paying them compensation—we can make their entire family lose far more than just a son and even repay for the car’s expenses.”

Although she was upset, she didn’t immediately make a decision.

Instead, she went with the classmate to their home, and the scene there struck her deeply.

Their only son had died. The family wasn’t destitute, but they certainly didn’t have nearly as much money as hers.

Besides, they knew full well their son’s personality—they wouldn’t have let him drive a sports car.

In the end, though, the root cause was her lending the car.

She was at fault, plainly put.

If, at the time, she had used her father’s resources to coerce this grieving family into apologizing after losing their son, it would have been unimaginably cruel to them.

And this was just a trivial matter, something as insignificant as lending a car.

Although no one could pin the blame on her directly, it vividly illustrated to her that resources are truly a double-edged sword.

Especially when you lack the ability to wield them—the risks are even greater.

She needs to first build a strong foundation of sound values and morality before attempting to take over the boundless power her father wields.

Otherwise, it would only harm others.

That’s why she loves street performances. Sitting on the busiest street corners playing Small Erhu, listening to ordinary people express their joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Er Ya clearly hasn’t realized this yet. At the moment, she’s only in the stage of spending money, unaware of the meaning and happiness that money can bring.

An’an is also guiding her, encouraging her to spend money on truly meaningful things. Maybe, over time, she’ll slowly grow up.

If people like them, after inheriting their dad’s resources, still lack proper values and morals, it will be a disaster for ordinary people.

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Er Ya thoughtfully tapped on the little table. Her dad often said she lacked grounding.

Her sister also frequently told her that she didn’t truly understand what “grounding” meant.

Today, her sister brought up the topic yet again, which annoyed Er Piya.

It felt like she was still a little brat, needing their lessons and lectures.

Isn’t it just about caring for your subordinates?

It’s not like she didn’t know how. Er Ya looked at Zhang Qi and asked:

“My sister said I should care about you. Do you have anything you need me to care about?”

This question… If it weren’t for knowing that the Princess had started the conversation, Zhang Qi would’ve been trembling with fear.

The Second Princess is indeed mischievous, and fearing her is also true.

The reason is simple: Zhang Qi simply cannot afford to lose this job.

For Zhang Qi, this is the best job in the world—her very foundation for survival in Magic City.

Zhang Qi is quite smart. If she were to say nothing was needed, wouldn’t that leave the Second Princess’s question hanging?

It’s clear now that she wants to help you with something.

Though the Second Princess is young, her mind is incredibly sharp—far beyond children her age.

When she truly grows up, it’s scary to imagine her commanding such reverence with just a glance.

“Well, Princess Xinyi, you also know the current state of society. My two best friends are unemployed. They call me every day, asking me to help them find work. I’ve been too scared to mention it to you, fearing it might cause trouble.”

“What’s the big deal? Isn’t it just about two jobs?”

See, this is the difference between the Second Princess and ordinary people.

Er Piya asked Zhang Qi to take her to her friends so she could see for herself.

Her sister said she didn’t care about subordinates, so now she was going to care.

Er Ya’s presence always commands attention. Her exclusive ride is a Hongqi L5, exuding an immense aura.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom is reserved for her bodyguards.

At this level of luxury cars, they’re all equally comfortable—there’s not much difference.

Many of Zhang Qi’s classmates are now unemployed. She counts herself lucky to have been assigned to one of Tengying Group’s three major companies.

Though there’s little room for promotion, it’s compensated by lavish benefits from bosses who don’t care about money.

Her annual salary, including various bonuses, easily starts at a million yuan.

If she works hard for a few years, she could buy a house outright in Magic City.

Right now, she dares not take out a loan—mostly because she fears unexpected job loss.

This is also the primary reason she wouldn’t dare disobey the Second Princess’s orders.

She even constantly speculates about the Princess’s true intentions to provide the best service.

Simply put, she cannot afford to lose this job.

Only those born in the 2000s, perhaps, dare to be stubborn in the workplace. As the sole children of their parents, they are pampered no matter how affluent the family is, unyielding in the face of mistreatment.

Perhaps it’ll only be when their generation rises and the 70s and 80s retirees who endured rigorous workplace expectations step down that work exploitation can begin to improve.

The Second Princess surely avoids exploitation—after all, who wouldn’t envy Zhang Qi’s job?

She never dares reveal that her boss is the Second Princess of Tengying Group.

The boss happens to be a mere six-year-old girl.

Regardless of Er Ya’s age, her father is the founder of Tengying Group—and that alone is enough.

Born at the finish line in Rome, she’ll never need to understand what striving truly means.

Her entire upbringing is not about making money but about comprehending the essence of life and the wisdom of being human.

Unlike others, whose studies are purely motivated by making money.

Every single consideration in their lives revolves around earning income.