822 Happy New Year, Professor Lan

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and said, "That's about right. There's nothing wrong with describing it this way. In this market, the big fish eat the small fish. There is no room for mercy. Otherwise, it would be irresponsible to treat your own funds."

"Since this is the market rule, Li Yifei should know it."

"Yes, so he just expressed his dissatisfaction and didn't do anything to me. Otherwise, he would have come to trouble me a long time ago. And he also knows that I am actually venting my dissatisfaction with him by taking action on the domestic market, not that I really want to do anything to this market.

When I went to Beijing to see my aunt a few days ago, she reminded me that too much money is not a good thing. I was wondering if it really touched the interests of some people. If so, I'd better stop as soon as possible."

Lan Xiang thought for a while and asked, "How about I go to Beijing to give them gifts on your behalf? I won't say anything, and they should understand."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No, your identity is sensitive, they will misunderstand your father's intention, that would be troublesome.

But thank you anyway!"

He put his arm around Lan Xiang's shoulders, and used a little force in his hand.

Lanxiang fell into his arms, Chen Pingan looked at her, then lowered his head and kissed her.

Lanxiang was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hands to hold Chen Pingan's neck and began to respond enthusiastically.

This was not the first kiss, but it was very sweet.

After a moment, Chen Pingan sat up straight, "They will understand what I mean when they receive the things. And it won't be long before they will naturally find out the changes in the market. It will take some time for me to completely withdraw. With a little more funds, it will be a hassle to withdraw."

...

On New Year's Eve, Lanxiang went home for the New Year.

On Chen Pingan's side, the hotel prepared a hall specifically for the New Year's Eve dinner party for this God of Wealth, and the cost was free.

It was really because these people had spent millions of dollars on accommodation during this period.

And the manager knew very well that they had to continue living there until the villa area could be fully occupied before they would check out.

Not only that, in March they also booked this hotel to hold an investor conference. Provincial and municipal leaders were very interested and planned to organize an investment promotion event...

After a lively day, Chen Pingan gave red envelopes to everyone.

Scorpion's side was very simple. They had an employment relationship with Chen Pingan. They just provided the manor's rooms and all living conditions for free.

This little money was nothing to him.

However, there was only a check in the red envelope.

He explained when he handed it to Dicket.

"This red envelope includes your salary and resettlement allowance.

It won't be long before the villa is renovated and there are still many things you need to buy according to your preferences, so I'll give you a little more this year."

After Dicket took it, he opened it in front of him, took a look at the check, and then laughed and said loudly to his teammates: "200 million!"

"Wow!"

Everyone was surprised. It was 100 million every year before, and it doubled this year.

Chen Pingan smiled and took a big paper bag from the side, handed it to Chen Shuhui and said, "Go and give red envelopes to all the children!"

Chen Shuhui took it and looked at it, "Where's mine?"

Chen Pingan took out two red envelopes from the pocket inside his suit and handed them to her, "How could I forget? Take it, you and Yangyang, don't lose it."

Chen Shuhui laughed, picked up the red envelopes and bags, and pulled Chen Yangyang to start giving red envelopes to all the children.

Including Deerma and Xiao Wood.

There is not much money in this red envelope, 2,000 yuan per red envelope, the only difference is that there is more after giving it out, and then give it out again.

Only then did I realize that the amount had been prepared long ago.

There is even a mark of XX Bank on the red envelope...

Chen Pingan took out another red envelope and handed it to Anna.

"I know Mr. Cooper doesn't need money, so as in the past, the money of you two will be handed over directly to you.

It also includes wages and red envelopes."

Anna smiled and took it and stuffed it directly into her pocket.

Then Chen Shaoying and Liu Qing started to give out red envelopes, but they only gave red envelopes to the children. As for the red envelope that Liu Qing gave to Anna alone, that was another matter.

Chen Shuhui and Chen Yangyang also received their own red envelopes.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Chen Pingan returned to his room, lit a cigar and made himself a cup of tea.

Downstairs, the scorpions changed places and started drinking.

As for whether the money was divided by drinking, it was unknown. They had a lot of fun, and they also knew that they had to be honest and not get into trouble after drinking in China.

The woman took the child back to the room to wash and rest.

…

Lanxiang wanted to go back to the hotel after the New Year's Eve dinner. She hadn't lived at home since she moved to the hotel.

Zhao Wanying pulled her and told her that it would be better for her to stay at home that day, and she would not let her go back to the hotel tomorrow.

Lanxiang was not very happy about it, so Zhao Wanying asked directly: "Did you sleep with him?"

Lanxiang was shocked and her face turned red. She said: "No, I have my own room."

Zhao Wanying thought for a while, "It's up to you. This matter can't be changed. You are old. I was desperate. I didn't expect you to find such a young man who is 6 years younger than you. You should give birth to a few children for their family as soon as possible. If you delay it, I am afraid that you will not even have the last reproductive value!"

Lanxiang was a little embarrassed, but Zhao Wanying didn't want to hear what she had to say.

"I thought you were pregnant, but you haven't slept together yet. Go ahead and sleep with him tonight!"

Zhao Wanying muttered for a long time, just the things that needed attention.

When Lanxiang returned to the hotel, Chen Ping'an was still awake. He was looking at the computer in the study.

"Why are you back? I thought you would stay at home to keep watch." Chen Ping'an asked in surprise.

Lanxiang blushed when she thought of what her mother said, "I'm used to being with you."

Chen Ping'an looked at her twice.

What?

How did they get used to it when they slept in the same suite instead of in the same room?

He didn't believe this excuse, but he couldn't say anything else without knowing what the situation was.

"Since you're back, go to bed early. I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No, I'll pour it myself."

"Okay, if you're sleepy, go to bed early. I'll be there for a while." He turned around and went back to the study.

It's called a study room, but it's actually a semi-open space, separated by a shelf, with a sofa and a desk, and a computer on it.

But Chen Pingan used his own computer.

Lan Xiang came over to help him empty the ashtray, then changed a cup of tea for him, and sat on the sofa looking at him.

"Happy New Year, Chen Pingan." She said.

Chen Pingan turned his head to look at her, still holding a cigar in his hand, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Happy New Year, Professor Lan."