The Night the Na?ve and Sweet Girl Loses Her Virginity

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Shangjiang City People's Hospital.
"Make way, make way!"
Chen Ping, carrying an unconscious little girl, rushed into the hospital, shouting, "Doctor! Doctor! Please save my daughter!"
Several nurses and doctors rushed out and carried the child into the emergency room.
"Hey, you can't go in!"
A nurse in a sky-blue uniform and mask blocked Chen Ping's way.
At that moment, the rapid sound of high heels clicking on the tiles came from behind, a "thud, thud, thud" that pounded against his heart.
"Chen Ping!"
a delicate voice shouted angrily! *
Slap! *
A crisp slap landed squarely on Chen Ping's face.
Standing before Chen Ping was Jiang Wan, her face contorted with rage, tears welling in her beautiful eyes. "If anything happens to my daughter, I will never forgive you!"
her voice was cold, filled with intense anger.
This scene terrified many patients and their families in the hospital. Chen
Ping, ashamed and indignant, kept his head down, offering no explanation.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Wan snorted coldly, her displeasure and contempt obvious to anyone.
Chen Ping stood to the side like a child who had done something wrong, head down, not daring to speak.
He only stole glances at the woman a few meters away, his wife.
A woman with whom he had already signed a divorce agreement, ready to officially divorce at any time.
Jiang Wan was beautiful, with delicate features, a tall and slender figure, and a stunning figure. She was well-educated and polite, once the campus belle of her university, but unexpectedly fell in love with Chen Ping, leading to a whirlwind marriage and the birth of their daughter, Chen Mili.
However, married life was not going well. Chen Ping's work was not going well, his business failed, and their daughter had a congenital heart condition, draining all their savings. Now he made a living by delivering food.
Jiang Wan, on the other hand, was the deputy general manager of the marketing department of a listed company, and her parents were both government employees—one a section chief, the other a retired teacher.
It could be said that Chen Ping's status in the Jiang family was very low, and in the last two years, he had become virtually invisible.
Because of Chen Ping, Jiang Wan had significant conflicts with her family, and her parents offered no financial assistance.
The elderly couple told them very seriously that they would only sponsor their granddaughter's medical expenses if the couple divorced, and that the child would have to stay with the Jiang family after the divorce.
This matter dragged on for a year.
The emergency room door opened, and Chen Ping watched his daughter being wheeled out. He wanted to rush over, but saw Jiang Wan had already run off.
He paused, watching his adorable daughter from afar.
Little Mi Li stretched out her small, white hand, wearing a breathing mask, her big eyes bright like black gemstones, and murmured, "Daddy..."
Chen Ping went over, held his daughter's cold little hand, gently smoothed the hair on her forehead, and smiled, "Daddy's here."
"Mommy, don't argue with Daddy. It's Mi Li who's been naughty; she wanted Daddy to take me to the amusement park."
Little Mi Li, only three years old, spoke up weakly for Chen Ping.
Jiang Wan smiled and replied, "Okay, Mommy will listen to Mi Li and won't argue with Daddy."
"Chen Ping, pay the hospital fees."
A cold voice interrupted Chen Ping and his daughter's conversation.
He glanced at Jiang Wan, who merely gave him a cold look before accompanying her daughter into the ward.
Rushing to the inpatient department's payment counter, Chen Ping pulled out his bank card.
"Sorry, you don't have any money in your card," the nurse said coldly, her eyes sweeping over him.
So it was Chen Ping.
A penniless loser who always made his wife pay for his medical bills.
He could have asked his mother-in-law and father-in-law, but he refused.
This kind of face-saving man, trash!
"No money?" Chen Ping was mortified.
He twisted his face, bowing humbly, and asked, "Nurse, could you give me a few more days?"
The nurse glanced at Chen Ping coldly, her eyes mocking, and said, "No money? Ask your wife. You're a kept man anyway."
"You!" Chen Ping's face darkened.
The nurse crossed her arms and snorted, "Tomorrow, if you don't pay, you'll be discharged."
Then she turned her back, ignoring him completely. She felt disgusted just talking to this kind of man. "
Does being broke mean you have to be bullied? "
Chen Ping thought bitterly, clenching his fists in anger.
Just as he turned around, he saw Jiang Wan standing behind him, her elegant demeanor cold and her face filled with hatred.
"Wan'er, don't worry, I'll go raise the money right away," Chen Ping forced a smile.
All of his and Jiang Wan's savings were gone.
Tears welled up in Jiang Wan's eyes, her fists clenched tightly. "Chen Ping, if you're even a man, go beg my parents!" she said.
"I..."
Chen Ping froze, a string of words stuck in his throat.
Heh.
Jiang Wan wiped her tears and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I knew it. You'll always be like this. Is your pride more important than a grain of rice?"
Seemingly seeing through Chen Ping, Jiang Wan turned away, leaving him with a cold, aloof back. With
a helpless sigh, Chen Ping received an order notification on his phone.
He could only rush to the ward, say a few words to his daughter, and then leave.
Before leaving, Jiang Wan told him one last time, "Chen Ping, it's my dad's birthday this weekend. If you don't want a divorce, go beg my parents."
With no other choice, Chen Ping knew this was Jiang Wan's last bit of patience with him.
Just as he was about to leave the hospital, a haughty male voice called out, "Hey, isn't this Chen Ping? Where are you in such a hurry?"
Looking up, he saw a handsome man standing in front of him, wearing a well-tailored suit and carrying a fruit basket and a Peppa Pig plush toy.
"Cao Jun! Who sent you?" Chen Ping's face immediately fell.
Cao Jun was his best friend from university, but ever since Chen Ping and Jiang Wan married, they had become mortal enemies.
Cao Jun also liked Jiang Wan.
“I sent him.”
Jiang Wan walked over, passing Chen Ping with an apologetic smile. “Brother Cao, I’m sorry to trouble you again.”
Cao Jun’s mocking expression softened into a magnanimous smile upon seeing Jiang Wan. “It’s alright, I’m Mi Li’s uncle too. This is for Mi Li. I’ll go pay the bill now.”
He then glanced smugly at Chen Ping, his eyes filled with disdain.
Chen Ping’s fists clenched so tightly they were blue. His face hardened as he asked Jiang Wan, “Why did you ask him for money?”
“Do you have any money? Do you want Mi Li to be kicked out of the hospital tomorrow?” Jiang Wan glared at Chen Ping coldly, then turned and followed Cao Jun, chatting and laughing with him.
Seeing this, Chen Ping’s eyes widened in fury; his pride had been severely wounded.
Money! Money! Money!
All money!
Chen Ping stood at the hospital entrance for a long time before finally letting out a sigh of relief. He looked up at the blue sky, then picked up his phone and made a call: "Haozi, where are you? Let's meet."
Inside the rented room, Chen Ping and Liu Hao sat facing each other. The somewhat dark-skinned and thin Liu Hao handed Chen Ping an Agricultural Bank card, saying, "Here's 60,000 yuan. Take it first."
Chen Ping took the bank card, his hand trembling slightly, and said, "Haozi, thank you, thank you!"
"No need to thank me, we're like family." Liu Hao laughed heartily.
"I don't agree!"
With a bang, the door of the rented room was pushed open, and a tall woman stormed in, looking furious. "Liu Hao, that's the dowry money you gave my family! Why are you giving it to him!"
This woman was Liu Hao's girlfriend, named Xu Rong. She was about 70% beautiful, with a somewhat arrogant and materialistic personality.
"Rongrong, Mili is in the hospital, so I lent it to Chen Ping for an emergency." Liu Hao stepped forward and pulled Xu Rong aside to explain.
Xu Rong flung his hand away, looking at Chen Ping with a mocking smile, "Oh ho, Chen Ping, how many times have you borrowed money from Liu Hao? You may be shameless, but I still have some shame!"
"Xu Rong!" Liu Hao said in a deep voice, tugging at her sleeve.
Xu Rong ignored him, pointing her finger at Liu Hao's nose and cursing, "You, Liu, if you lend this money out today, I'm breaking up with you! We can forget about getting married!"
Seeing that they were about to fight, Chen Ping put the card on the table, stood up, and nodded apologetically, "Sorry, Haozi, I'll attend your wedding next time. I'll be going now."
"Don't bother seeing me out!" Xu Rong said coldly.
Before Liu Hao could catch up, Chen Ping ran out of the rented room.
Behind him, there was a slam of a door, followed by the sounds of Xu Rong and Liu Hao arguing.
Walking down the street, Chen Ping squatted on the ground, holding his phone, smoking, lost in thought.
Poverty is a cardinal sin; without money, you can't move an inch.
As if making a decision, Chen Ping dialed a number he hadn't dialed in the past seven years.
The call connected.
"Hello, young master, is that you? You finally called me!" The voice on the other end was excited, tinged with the weariness of time, and even faintly tearful.
Chen Ping sighed helplessly and said, "Old Qiao, I'm short of money. Could you transfer me 100,000?"
"Oh, young master, what are you saying? Don't mention 100,000, I'd transfer you 1 billion even if you wanted it."
The old man on the other end of the phone, who had been excited a moment ago, now seemed hesitant: "But young master, according to your agreement with the master, if you want to use the family's money and connections, you need to come back and inherit the family business. Why don't you come to the company, and we can talk?"
Chen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll come over."
"Oh, good, young master, I'll send someone and a car to pick you up!" Old Qiao said excitedly.
"No need, I can go by myself," Chen Ping said, then suddenly asked, "By the way, which company?"
"Shengding Group, I'll be waiting for you in the boardroom," Old Qiao replied.
Chen Ping hung up the phone, looking at the bustling crowd before him.
Okay, let's be honest, I, Chen Ping, am actually a top-tier rich second-generation!
My family's assets are spread all over the world, and about 70% of the businesses belong to my family.
For the past seven years, Chen Ping had run away to escape the family inheritance, experiencing the life of an ordinary person.
But today, he compromised with reality.
If he didn't work hard, he wouldn't have money, and he'd have to go back to inherit trillions of dollars.
Soon, Chen Ping arrived at the Shengding Group building on his electric scooter.
This was a building over 300 meters tall, ranking seventh among the world's top 500 companies!
Of course, those top 500 companies were all owned by the Chen family or were investments in the family.
As soon as he entered the lobby, Chen Ping was stopped by a sweet voice calling out to him.
"Hey, who are you? Who told you to barge in? Get out, get out! Deliverymen aren't allowed in! Call someone to come down and get it!"
A sleek woman in a black business suit blocked Chen Ping's path and immediately began scolding him.
This woman had a very mature and sophisticated look, with a curvaceous and sexy figure, and her long, ivory-white legs were particularly alluring.
"What are you looking at? How disgusting! You pervert! Get out of here right now!"
Su Lili glared at Chen Ping with disgust; she'd seen plenty of these lowly deliverymen.
Chapter 2, Who Says I'm Poor?
Chen Ping's expression became less natural, and he frowned slightly.
Seeing Chen Ping's shabby appearance in his delivery uniform, Su Lili pointed to the door and said, "Get out now. Deliverymen aren't allowed in here."
"I'm not a deliveryman," Chen Ping explained.
Su Lili brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, crossed her arms, and said coldly, "I've heard that kind of talk too many times. Everyone who comes in says they're not a deliveryman. What's the point?"
"I really am not. I'm here to see Qiao Fugui."
Chen Ping said, somewhat annoyed, and tried to rush inside.
"Damn it! Are you an idiot? Didn't you hear me?!"
Su Lili was furious. She had never seen such a shameless deliveryman before. She told him not to come in, but he still forced his way in.
At this moment, a department manager from the company heard the commotion and came out from inside, his face grim. "What's going on?"
"Manager Song, this idiot deliveryman is forcing his way into our company!" Su Lili pointed at Chen Ping and said with disgust, "I'll have security throw him out right away!"
Manager Song frowned, sized up Chen Ping, and said in a deep voice, "Our company doesn't allow deliverymen to come in. Please leave."
Manager Song was still somewhat polite, but his tone and attitude were not good.
He was a department manager of a Fortune 500 company, and it was already very polite of him to speak to a piece of trash like a deliveryman like this.
Seeing Chen Ping still standing there in a daze, Su Lili, eager to impress, stepped forward and pointed at Chen Ping's nose, saying, "Did you hear me? Get out of here!"
Chen Ping was annoyed. Was this woman on her period or something?
This company was his family's property.
A mere watchdog barking at its master?
She was asking for it!
"I said, I'm not a deliveryman. I'm looking for Qiao Fugui," Chen Ping said coldly.
Qiao Fugui?
Manager Song was taken aback, then stared at Chen Ping in astonishment, before suddenly chuckling, "You're looking for our chairman?"
"Qiao Fugui is your chairman?" Chen Ping was stunned.
That old man, wasn't he just a secretary before? How did he secretly become chairman?
No wonder this old guy dares to negotiate with me now.
No way, when I see him, I absolutely cannot back down!
I, Chen Ping, will never inherit the family business. I'll take the money and leave.
Manager Song was taken aback, then shook his head helplessly and sneered, "You don't even know that Chairman Qiao is our chairman? And you're looking for him? Do you have an appointment?"
"Manager, don't joke around. Someone like him would make an appointment?" Su Lili sneered, her lips curling up in disdain.
"Alright, alright, Lili, get security over here," Manager Song waved impatiently.
"Yes, Manager," Su Lili replied sweetly, trotting over to pick up the phone at the front desk to call security.
Manager Song also turned to leave.
Suddenly!
A discordant voice rang out from the front desk.
"Qiao Fugui, you get down here right now! I'm being stopped by your front desk. If I don't see you in three minutes, I'm leaving."
The two looked in the direction of the voice and saw Chen Ping hanging up the phone, looking around the company with a lazy air.
Su Lili's sneer became even more exaggerated. She cursed, "Idiot! He actually put on an act. Serves him right for delivering takeout!"
Instead of calling security, she secretly took a picture of Chen Ping and posted it on her WeChat Moments with the caption: "Disgusting! Met an idiot delivering takeout. Just about to have security throw him out..."
Manager Song, on the other end, frowned. He glanced at Su Lili, who immediately understood. She gave an OK sign, picked up the phone, and dialed security: "Hey, come to the front desk and get rid of this trashy guy."
After hanging up, Su Lili sat at the front desk, touching up her makeup, ignoring Chen Ping.
Meanwhile, Qiao Fugui, chairman of Shengding Group, accompanied by his secretary, rushed out of the elevator and saw the young master waiting in the lobby from afar!
However, to his utter rage, three security guards were about to throw the young master out!
That was the sole heir to the family business!
Instantly, Qiao Fugui shouted, "Stop!"
The three security guards, who were pushing Chen Ping, suddenly heard the shout and turned to see the chairman, his face contorted with anger, running towards them!
Why was the chairman down there?
*Snap!
* Attention! Salute!
"Good morning, Chairman!" the three security guards saluted in unison.
Qiao Fugui, seemingly oblivious to their presence, went straight to Chen Ping, his face beaming like a sunflower.
Su Lili, seeing the chairman, rushed over in fright, especially seeing Chen Ping still standing there dumbfounded, which filled her with rage.
"Chairman," Su Lili greeted respectfully, then turned and glared at Chen Ping with utter disgust, saying, "Why are you still here? Why aren't you throwing him out?!"
Su Lili was furious.
Are these security guards so clueless? The chairman is here, and they're letting this piece of trash stand in the lobby. What if he offends the chairman?
However, Qiao Fugui looked at Su Lili with a cold expression and scolded, "What are you doing? This is the company's young master, the future chairman of the company. Who gave you the right to be so rude!"
Young... young master?
Him? A delivery guy, what kind of young master is he?
Su Lili was stunned and angrily said, "Chairman, are you kidding me? This idiot is the company's young master?"
"No mistake." Qiao Fugui said coldly, feeling a little dissatisfied with Su Lili.
"What kind of attitude and tone is that?
Is that how you talk to the chairman?"
Instantly, Su Lili realized her mistake and immediately bowed and apologized, "Chairman, I'm sorry, I..."
The previous manager, Song, also rushed over, smiling obsequiously, "Chairman, what brings you here?"
As he spoke, he saw Chen Ping, and without realizing the awkward atmosphere, his face flushed, and he frowned, "Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you, our company doesn't allow takeout? Get out now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold, almost tangible gaze fixed on him.
Sigh, there are always idiots every year, but today there seem to be more than usual.
"Shut up!" Qiao Fugui's anger flared, and he shouted, "He's our company's young master, you two are both fired!"
Chen Ping shook his head helplessly, "Looking down on people like that, it's truly a sin."
"Young master, please." Qiao Fugui bowed slightly, gesturing.
This scene truly frightened Manager Song and Su Lili.
"Young Master?
He really is the Young Master?!"
Seeing Chen Ping and the Chairman preparing to leave, Manager Song immediately rushed over, his face beaming with a fawning smile, pleading, "Young Master, I was blind! Please forgive me this time!"
He could tell the Chairman was very respectful to this young man.
Shengding Group was the seventh-ranked company in the global top 500, and the Chairman was a multi-billionaire!
If such a powerful figure called this young man "Young Master," then he was the Young Master.
Su Lili also ran over, her face full of obsequious apologies, "Young Master, I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"
Chen Ping merely glanced at Qiao Fugui, who immediately pointed at several security guards and said, "What are you standing there for? Throw them both out! From today onwards, they are not allowed to set foot in our company!"
"Young Master, Young Master, we were wrong! Please forgive us..."
Manager Song and Su Lili were immediately dragged out by the security guards.
They arrived at the Chairman's office.
Chen Ping sat on the tangerine peel sofa, while Qiao Fugui stood respectfully to one side, his hands clasped in front of his abdomen.
"Old Qiao, you're living quite the bourgeois lifestyle, aren't you? A Colombostile ostrich leather sofa, tasteful,"
Chen Ping remarked, patting the sofa beneath him.
Qiao Fugui stood to the side, his expression extremely obsequious, saying, "Young Master, please don't joke with me. As long as you sign this document, it's all yours."
Just then, his tall, slender secretary in a black suit, with delicate skin, a large bust, and long legs, handed him a document.
Chen Ping glanced at it with disgust, saying, "You know I have no intention of inheriting my father's fortune. I'm here today to borrow 100,000 from you."
Qiao Fugui smiled tactfully, "No."
"You old fool, say that again!" Chen Ping roared, leaping to his feet.
Qiao Fugui reiterated, "No."
But then, his face, crinkled with wrinkles, broke into a smile, enticingly saying, "Young Master, if you sign, not just 100,000, but a billion, even 10 billion, is yours." "
Fine, I won't lend it! If I sign today, I'm not a Chen!" Chen Ping retorted angrily.
Five minutes later.
"Congratulations, Young Master, you have now officially inherited all the Chen family's assets and property. Here is your 100,000."
So tempting!
Qiao Fugui looked at the signed document, his face beaming like a chrysanthemum.
At the same time, his secretary brought over a briefcase, opened it, and there was exactly 100,000!
"Old Qiao, you're really spending money. 100,000 in such a big box, anyone would think it's a million."
Chen Ping said, grabbing a plastic bag beside him and putting the money inside. "Then I'll be going now."
"Young Master, please take care. Do you need me to send you a car?" Qiao Fugui asked respectfully.
"No need, I came by electric scooter myself," Chen Ping said, then left the office carrying the plastic bag.
Over here, after Chen Ping left, Qiao Fugui immediately took the documents to the top-floor conference room and started a video conference.
"Master, the young master has finally signed!" Old Master Qiao stood in front of the electronic screen, bowing deeply, his voice filled with excitement and respect.
On the screen was an elderly man in a wheelchair who coughed a few times, slowly raised his hand, and said in a weak voice, "Then... pass the notification down..."
"Yes, Master," Qiao Fugui said, wiping away tears as he looked at the elderly man on the screen.
From that moment on, all the senior executives of the Chen family's businesses received an email notification that Chen Ping, the sole heir of the Chen family, had officially inherited the family business!
These businesses involved real estate, property, entertainment, film and television, finance, investment, internet technology, and more...
Chen Ping returned to the hospital, jogging to the ward, just in time to see Jiang Wan talking to Cao Jun. The two were very close, chatting and laughing.
Chen Ping frowned, his fists clenching slightly.
"Chen Ping, where have you been?" Jiang Wan asked coldly as soon as she saw him.
This guy, even at a time like this, still had the mind to go out, showing no concern for his daughter whatsoever.
Jiang Wan's eyes revealed her disappointment in Chen Ping.
Cao Jun, sitting to the side, sneered, "Chen Ping, you didn't go to borrow money, did you? It's alright, I'll pay for the medical expenses. After all, Mi Li calls me uncle."
"My daughter's medical expenses are none of your concern. I can afford it myself," Chen Ping said coldly as he walked in.
"Chen Ping, what kind of attitude is this? How dare you speak to Brother Cao like that? Apologize!"
Jiang Wan immediately reprimanded him. Didn't she know what kind of man her husband was?
Someone had kindly helped pay the medical expenses, and he still gave them attitude. How rude!
Director Cao feigned concern, "Wan'er, don't be angry. Chen Ping might not have been able to borrow the money, so he's in a bad mood."
Jiang Wan glared angrily at Chen Ping, her contempt for him growing even stronger.
Chen Ping suppressed his anger, his fists clenched, looking at the two of them, wishing he could punch Cao Jun in the face.
Wan'er?
He actually called her by her nickname so affectionately!
Jiang Wan, Jiang Wan, I'm your husband, don't you have any shame?!
Chapter 3, You're Fired
"It's just money, who said I couldn't borrow it?" Chen Ping stared coldly at Cao Jun.
Cao Jun was stunned for a moment, his expression freezing.
Then, to his astonishment, Chen Ping threw the plastic bag in front of him and Jiang Wan.
Snap!
The plastic bag burst open, ten stacks of money scattered, red banknotes falling into their eyes.
Cao Jun's eyes narrowed, his lips trembled slightly, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
Jiang Wan's expression was even more surprised, looking at the money Chen Ping threw at her with incomprehension, then quickly turning cold, her eyes filled with anger.
Where did Chen Ping get the money?
If he had money, why didn't he take it out earlier!
Making her laugh and chat with other men, doesn't he know how tiring that is?
"Here's 100,000, this time plus the previous times, I'll return it to you all at once, don't come again."
Chen Ping said coldly.
Cao Jun didn't immediately take the money.
To be honest, the 100,000 yuan was negligible to him; it was practically charity for a beggar.
"Well done, Chen Ping, you raised the money so quickly. I'm curious, who would lend you so much all at once?"
Cao Jun said sarcastically, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
He hadn't left because he was waiting for Chen Ping to return so he could properly mock him.
And, incidentally, to let Jiang Wan see just how terrible the man she had chosen was!
But now, many of Cao Jun's words were stuck in his throat; the discomfort, the feeling of something stuck in his throat, made him restless!
"What's it to you?" Chen Ping replied coldly.
Jiang Wan couldn't stand it anymore and stood up, pointing at him, "Chen Ping, that's enough! Brother Cao has helped us so many times; what are you saying now?"
"Did I ask him to help? Don't you know who he's doing this for?"
Chen Ping retorted, a hint of anger in his eyes.
Jiang Wan was taken aback; she naturally understood why Cao Jun was so heartbroken over Mi Li.
However, being directly confronted and exposed by her husband, she lost face and retorted angrily, "Chen Ping, what do you mean!"
Chen Ping took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Lately, he and Jiang Wan had been arguing more and more often.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Chen Ping changed the subject to Cao Jun.
Cao Jun chuckled twice, picked up the money, and stormed out without a word.
Jiang Wan glared angrily at Chen Ping, then chased after him, saying, "Brother Cao, I'll see you out."
Peace and quiet.
Chen Ping sat by Mi Li's hospital bed, looking at his sleeping daughter, feeling deeply guilty.
"Mili, is it hard being with Daddy? Well, Daddy's telling you, from now on, you're a little princess."
Chen Ping gently stroked his daughter's forehead, his eyes filled with doting affection.
Just then, Jiang Wan returned and coldly asked, "Where did you get the money?"
Chen Ping replied without looking up, "Borrowed."
"Who did you borrow from?"
"Haozi."
Jiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief, having initially thought Chen Ping had borrowed from loan sharks. "You've borrowed from him so many times already; you can't keep bothering him. You should pay him back quickly; I heard he's getting married soon."
"I know, I'll pay him back when I have the money." Only then did Chen Ping look at Jiang Wan.
This woman was truly beautiful; even with her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she possessed a unique beauty.
She probably didn't know.
Her once dejected and useless husband was now the heir to one of the wealthiest families in the world.
Turning the world upside down was as easy as a nod.
Jiang Wan's gaze slowly turned cold. She glanced at her daughter on the hospital bed and said, "Chen Ping, you can borrow this time, but what about next time? Do you expect to borrow money every time Mi Li is hospitalized?"
Back then, Chen Ping had been so full of vigor and ambition.
Jiang Wan fell in love with this man because of this.
However, since his business failed, he had become increasingly despondent and pathetic.
Chen Ping was furious: "I know what I'm doing."
Jiang Wan was silent for half a minute, then said, "Chen Ping, even if you don't think about yourself, think about Mi Li. It's my dad's birthday this week, come with me and apologize to my parents."
Chen Ping didn't speak, only clenched his fists.
Seeing his silent demeanor infuriated Jiang Wan. She stomped her foot, grabbed her bag, and yelled, "You'll just stay pathetic like this forever!"
Watching Jiang Wan angrily leave, Chen Ping sighed helplessly.
Life without money or status was truly awful.
Father-in-law?
Would he even look up to me?
That afternoon, Chen Ping had something come up and asked the nurse to look after Mi Li.
Jiang Wan was busy at work and had gone home early.
Riding his electric delivery scooter, refreshing the order list, Chen Ping started delivering food. An
order from the InterContinental Hotel.
Those who book rooms here are usually wealthy.
Suite 8808.
Chen Ping knocked on the door: "Hello, your delivery is here." The door opened, revealing a woman with a beautiful figure, wearing a crop top and black underwear, a red rose tattooed on her thigh, loose hair, and exquisite makeup. "Hello, your..." Chen Ping smiled and handed over the delivery, but his sentence trailed off, "Xu...Xu Rong?" "Chen Ping?" The woman opposite him was Liu Hao's girlfriend, Xu Rong. At this moment, she stared at Chen Ping with surprise, her eyes flashing with suspicion and anger. "Rongrong, are you done yet? I can't wait any longer. You even wore bunny ears, hehe..." A middle-aged, lewd male voice came from inside the room. Xu Rong glared at Chen Ping, forcefully took the takeout, and slammed the door shut. Chen Ping stood outside the door like an idiot, only reacting after a long while. Damn! What's Xu Rong doing here? And in a hotel room with another man! Should he tell Haozi about this? Half an hour later, in the lobby downstairs, Chen Ping saw Xu Rong. She had changed into a black trench coat and was wearing high heels, sitting coldly opposite Chen Ping. She took out three hundred yuan from her wallet. Xu Rong slumped onto the coffee table and said coldly, "Here, this is for you." Chen Ping glanced at the three hundred and scoffed, "Trying to bribe me?" Xu Rong frowned, pulled out another two hundred, threw it down, and said coldly, "Five hundred, is that enough? That's two days' wages for you." Suddenly, Chen Ping stood up, his face filled with anger, gritting his teeth, "Xu Rong, how can you do this to Haozi? He's risked his life for you, and you're getting married at the end of the year!" "So what? Who said I'd definitely marry him?" Xu Rong scoffed, lit a cigarette, and said disdainfully, "Chen Ping, you should mind your own business. I'm tired of you always coming to Haozi to borrow money." "You're a man, have some shame! No wonder your wife wants a divorce, you piece of trash!" With that, she stood up, arms crossed, looking at Chen Ping arrogantly. "You're not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today, or I'll have someone break your legs." After saying this, Xu Rong went to meet the fat, middle-aged man waiting there, and the two left the hotel together. Chen Ping clenched his fists, collected the money from the table, and also left the hotel. He had to warn Haozi. Just then, Chen Ping's phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was his company manager, Yang Wei, calling. Upon answering, the voice on the other end was almost a roar of fury. "Chen Ping, what the hell are you doing! Over a dozen complaint calls! Did you send yourself to space?! Get back here right now, then pack your things and get out of here!" Yang Wei was furious; in just half an hour, he had received over a dozen complaints about Chen Ping. This is insane! This good-for-nothing, does he even want to keep his job?! "Hey Yang, don't talk back to me, I'm quitting! You're fired!" "What the hell did you say? Chen Ping, you idiot..." Chen Ping hung up the phone immediately. He was already furious. A mere manager dared to talk back to him like that. Before, he had tolerated it because of financial hardship. Things are different now. He was forced to inherit the family fortune, the heir to the world's largest conglomerate. Was he someone anyone could just yell at? Chen Ping immediately pulled out his phone and called Qiao Fugui, saying, "Old Qiao, I want to buy back my company, is that okay?" Qiao Fugui replied, "Young Master, that company was originally founded by you. Although you went bankrupt and transferred it, buying it back is just a matter of a word." Chen Ping said calmly, "Okay, in ten minutes, I'll be their boss!" Two minutes later, Qiao Fugui replied with a text message: "Young Master, it's done. You're now the big boss of Paopaotui Delivery Company." Chen Ping nodded; Qiao Fugui was quick. He hopped on his electric scooter and drove straight to the company. Yang Wei, you just wait! See how I'll beat you up! Paopaotui Delivery Company was founded by Chen Ping, but due to poor management, it went bankrupt and was transferred. Overnight, Chen Ping went from being the company owner to an employee. His former glory was gone, replaced only by endless ridicule and cold treatment. Paopaotui Limited Liability Company. Yang Wei, in the lobby, was furious as he stared at the disconnected phone. "Damn it! That Chen Ping is asking for it! I'll fire you, and you talk to me like that?!" A dozen or so employees nearby shrank back, afraid to speak, lest they get caught in the crossfire. Just then, the company door was pushed open. A middle-aged man walked in. Seeing this man, Yang Wei's face instantly plastered with a fawning smile: "Boss, you're here without even letting me know! I could have come to pick you up." It was the company's big boss, Tan Kehua. Boss Tan glanced at him and said, "Everyone, get ready to welcome the new boss." Yang Wei was taken aback: "A new boss?" Boss Tan said, "Someone bought the company for ten million." Yang Wei cautiously asked, "Who is the new boss? Should we prepare anything?" Boss Tan frowned and said, "I'm not very familiar with the new boss. Everyone be careful." With that, dozens of employees followed Tan Kehua to the company entrance. Yang Wei, swaggering arrogantly, shouted, "Everyone, perk up! The new boss is coming soon. If you perform well, you might get a promotion and a raise—it's all about your wallets!" "A smug little man, all he does is suck up!" "It's probably his own fault, what a bootlicker!" Several employees whispered among themselves. They'd been annoyed by Yang Wei for a long time. He used to be a deliveryman like them. But this guy was shameless and a bootlicker, managing to get a managerial position. Just then, a black Bentley slowly pulled up in front of the company. Qiao Fugui thought for a moment and decided to come and see for himself, hoping he could help his young master resolve some trouble.

"That way, the young master might be happy and come home."
Yang Wei stood behind Tan Kehua, rubbing his hands excitedly, his face full of anticipation: "Here he comes, here he comes!"
He knew that with the new boss's arrival, his chance to shine had arrived!
Just then, Chen Ping stopped his electric scooter in front of the Bentley.
The moment Yang Wei saw Chen Ping, he trembled, his anger flaring, and he pointed at him, cursing: "Chen Ping, you fucking know how to come back? Get the hell out of my way!"
Chapter 4, I am the new boss.
Yang Wei was furious!
This idiot was actually blocking the way for the new boss to get out of the Bentley.
Wasn't he courting death?!
"Chen Ping, what the fuck are you standing there for? Get over here right now!" Yang Wei shouted angrily, pointing at Chen Ping.
Chen Ping had just parked his electric scooter when he was met with Yang Wei's barrage of angry words.
"He's done for! Chen Ping's in deep trouble now. Look, Wei Ge's going to be furious."
"He got over a dozen complaint calls just now, and this idiot still dares to come back?"
"He'll get at least two hundred yuan deducted, a whole day's work for nothing."
Several employees whispered among themselves, some watching with schadenfreude.
Among them were some long-time employees who had worked for Chen Ping before.
Seeing Chen Ping reduced to delivering food with them, they naturally made some sarcastic remarks.
Chen Ping was used to it.
Even Tan Kehua glanced coldly at Chen Ping, his face displeased, and asked, "Manager Yang, is this your employee?"
Yang Wei hurriedly replied sarcastically, "Boss, you haven't been here many times, I forgot to introduce you. This is Chen Ping, our company's former boss, now just a low-level food deliveryman."
When he said "former boss," Yang Wei deliberately emphasized the words, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Chen Ping, Chen Ping, you've finally met your match! What karma, hahaha!"
Tan Kehua said coldly, his brows furrowed. "Clear out all the irrelevant people and welcome the new boss."
He then remembered that Chen Ping was the down-on-his-luck young man who had transferred the company.
Unfortunately, Tan Kehua had a short memory.
He couldn't possibly remember someone from the bottom of society like Chen Ping.
With that, Tan Kehua adjusted his suit jacket and strode towards the Bentley with a broad smile.
Yang Wei, having received the order, immediately seized the opportunity, pointing smugly at Chen Ping and saying, "Chen Ping, aren't you going to pack your things and get out?"
Chen Ping rolled his eyes, looking at Yang Wei as if he were an idiot, and spat out, "Idiot."
Everyone present heard the word "idiot," and their expressions turned strange.
Yang Wei immediately flew into a rage, his finger almost poking Chen Ping's nose as he roared, "Damn it! You dare say another word like that!"
Chen Ping chuckled coldly, "Fine, I'll grant your wish, you idiot! Your whole family are idiots!"
"Damn it! Chen Ping, you're dead! You're fired right now, and you'll have to compensate the company for its economic losses!"
Yang Wei bared his teeth and yelled, his eyes wide with anger.
This Chen Ping was simply too ungrateful!
He needed to understand that he was no longer the boss of the errand-running company.
How dare he be so arrogant? Just
wait and see how I deal with him!
Suddenly!
The door of the Bentley opened, and an elderly man leaning on a cane stepped out, his face filled with anger. He said, "Who dares to fire him!"
Then, the old man walked right past the smiling Tan Kehua, and amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he strode over to Chen Ping.
He stood up, bowed, and lowered his head.
Everything was so natural, full of respect.
"Young Master, I'm late," the old man said respectfully.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Young Master?
Countless people were shocked!
Chen Ping had suddenly become a young master?
What was going on?
Tan Kehua stood there, stunned, his smile gradually freezing.
Yang Wei was even more astonished, his mouth agape, "Old sir, you're our new boss? You must be joking, Chen Ping is our company's lowest-ranking employee, you must have mistaken him for someone else."
Qiao Fugui merely gave him a cold glance. How could
an ant know the ambition of a swan?
Tan Kehua also frowned slightly, trotted over, and said respectfully and enthusiastically, "Chairman Qiao, you must be joking, let's talk inside."
Tan Kehua was an entrepreneur.
He recognized Qiao Fugui;
he was the chairman of Shengding Group! A powerful figure in Shangjiang City!
However, Qiao Fugui stood motionless, his cold eyes sweeping over Tan Kehua and Yang Wei, his face displeased. "Who's joking with you? This is your company's new boss!"
How could this be?
A new boss?
Yang Wei didn't believe it, and neither did Tan Kehua.
"Brother Wei, you just said you were going to fire me?" Chen Ping glanced at Yang Wei with a half-smile.
"Chen Ping! Do you want to die? Don't call me Brother Wei!" Yang Wei was furious.
He hated being called that nickname.
"Get the hell out of here, and compensate the company for its economic losses, ten thousand!" Yang Wei sneered.
He didn't care; how could Chen Ping be the company's new boss?
With his pathetic appearance...
Heh.
Chen Ping continued to stare at Yang Wei with a half-smile.
"What the hell are you watching? Hurry up and hand over the money!" Yang Wei sneered.
"Yeah, I'm watching something." Chen Ping smiled instead of getting angry.
"You're really asking for it, Chen Ping. I'd be doing you a disservice if I didn't fire you." Yang Wei chuckled coldly, brimming with confidence.
He was the company manager, with the authority to fire his employees.
"Then let me tell you, Yang Wei, you're fired. You can get lost." Chen Ping leaned against his electric scooter, hands in his pockets, speaking calmly.
This Yang Wei was truly an idiot.
Even now, he still couldn't see through it.
At this moment, Tan Kehua, standing to the side, suddenly realized!
Oh no!
Chen Ping really was the company's new boss!
Thinking this, Tan Kehua broke out in a cold sweat, lowering his head meekly, not daring to look at Yang Wei, his hatred for him growing even stronger.
"What did you say? You fired me?" Yang Wei laughed, his expression ferocious.
Was Chen Ping an idiot? How could he say something like that?
At this moment, Qiao Fugui, who was standing next to Chen Ping, coldly glanced at Yang Wei and said in a cold voice, "If our young master says to fire you, then fire you!"
Qiao Fugui's face was very bad. This person actually dared to humiliate his young master. He was asking for trouble!
Only then did Yang Wei realize that there was a new big boss in front of him.
But before he could react,
Tan Kehua slapped him hard across the face and roared, "Yang Wei, get out of the company right now! You're fired!"
This Yang Wei was a complete idiot!
How could he have trusted someone like that and promoted him to company manager?
"Boss, what do you mean?" Yang Wei covered his face, his expression one of disbelief.
"It means Chen Ping is our company's new boss. If he says he's firing you, then he means it."
These words shocked everyone present!
Yang Wei trembled and shouted, "Impossible! He's bankrupt, a penniless bastard, how could he be the new boss?"
Tan Kehua frowned and said, "He's not as simple as you think!"
Yang Wei looked at Chen Ping with a wilted expression, like a deflated vegetable.
Only then did he suddenly realize that the old man standing in front of Chen Ping was actually Chairman Qiao of Shengding Group!
A billionaire with assets of over 10 billion!
The richest man in Shangjiang City!
Chen Ping, whom he called Young Master, couldn't possibly be...
"Yang Wei, from now on, you're fired. Get out."
Chen Ping straightened up, and as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wei was completely dumbfounded, frozen on the spot.
Wasn't he just enjoying scolding him?
Now he's firing him.
Sorry, I'm the new boss now.
I tell you to get out, so you have to get out!
Yang Wei knelt down with a thud, grabbing Chen Ping's leg and saying, "Boss Chen, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I was so foolish. Please don't fire me. Just for the sake of our past colleagues, please let me stay in the company, even if I have to deliver food."
Chen Ping chuckled twice: "Yang Wei, you regret your actions now. If it were before, would you have let me go? Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish!"
One sentence plunged Yang Wei into despair.
After saying that, Chen Ping turned to his colleagues and said, "I know many of you looked down on me when I was down on my luck, but it's okay. Starting today, everyone's salary will be doubled!"
At that moment, the surrounding colleagues erupted in cheers!
Doubled salaries!
"Boss Chen is awesome!"
"Boss Chen, I love you to death!"
Then, Chen Ping looked at a beautiful woman at the back of the crowd and said, "Also, Yang Wei's manager position will be filled by Sister Su Qing."
Everyone
turned to look at Su Qing standing at the back of the crowd. She wore a black business suit that perfectly accentuated her figure, and thin black stockings covered her straight, slender legs, her calves firm and gracefully curved.
Su Qing stared at Chen Ping in astonishment, still slightly breathless as he left.
Watching his retreating figure as he got into the Bentley, a strange look flickered in Su Qing's beautiful eyes.
Su Qing quickly caught up, standing by the car window, bending over, her cleavage almost spilling out. She pursed her lips and said, "Chen Ping... no, boss, you really want me to be the manager?"
Seeing Su Qing, Chen Ping glanced subtly at her fair skin, then smiled slightly and said, "Sister Su Qing, what's wrong? Don't you believe in yourself?"
Su Qing was a sensible woman, with a great figure and beautiful looks. She had worked for Chen Ping before.
Promoting her now wasn't unreasonable.
That's the boss's privilege.
"I... I'm afraid I won't do well," Su Qing said hesitantly.
She never expected Chen Ping to become the company's new boss so quickly.
Although he had been the boss for a long time, the company was small with only a few people.
Now, the company's annual revenue exceeded five million!
Did Chen Ping spend tens of millions to buy the company?!
"Don't worry, Sister Su Qing, take it slow," Chen Ping said with a smile, reassuring Su Qing.
Watching Chen Ping leave in his Bentley, Su Qing pursed her red lips, wondering, "What is his identity? Why would someone so rich pretend to be poor?"
Inside the Bentley... (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Xuefeng Literature] and reply with the number 12 to continue reading the exciting story!)
"Young Master, there's an investment project tomorrow. You need to meet the other party's boss." Qiao Fugui's wrinkled face was all smiles.
"I'm not going."
Chen Ping answered decisively; he didn't want to get involved in these matters at all.
I was forced to inherit the family fortune; don't even think about making me attend.
"Then, Young Master, you should just return the 100,000 to me." Qiao Fugui said calmly.
Chen Ping was stunned, his expression one of astonishment, and he said unwillingly, "I'll go, I'll go, okay?"
To think that I, the heir to a wealthy family, would bow down for 100,000!
How pathetic! (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Xuefeng Literature] and reply with the number 12 to continue reading the exciting story!) "Okay, Young Master, I'll pick you up tomorrow." Qiao Fugui smiled.
As soon as Chen Ping got out of the car, he heard a questioning voice, "Chen Ping, what are you doing here?"
Chen Ping subconsciously turned his head and saw Jiang Wan looking at him with a puzzled expression.
Chen Ping panicked. Oh no, Jiang Wan is about to find out who he is!

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