Richest Rag-picker

No matter how annoyed he was, Fang Chenyi couldn’t let it show when he saw the incoming call.

He answered the phone respectfully and was greeted by his mother-in-law’s cheerful voice.

"Haha, you two are home, aren’t you? Hurry down for dinner! We’re having hot pot tonight!"

After agreeing, Fang Chenyi and Bai Menghan immediately got ready. Once they were dressed, Bai Menghan, who was now accustomed to Fang Chenyi’s... vigor, felt nothing more than a slight weakness in her legs.

When the two arrived at Villa One, the dining room was already laid out with all sorts of hot pot ingredients. A steaming, divided pot was boiling in the center of the table.

Seeing the two of them walk in, Mrs. Bai quickly ushered her son-in-law over to eat.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Fang was greeting her daughter-in-law.

In an instant, the entire villa was filled with happy chatter and laughter.

The weather on October 1st wasn’t exactly cold, but it was gradually cooling down. The temperature in Qinhuang Island was around fifteen or sixteen degrees Celsius, making it the perfect time to enjoy a hot pot. It was remarkably satisfying.

Halfway through the meal, everyone started chatting. Suddenly, Fang Chenyi’s gaze fell on his father, who was sipping a small glass of liquor while cooking a slice of meat in the pot.

"Dad, how’s managing that company of yours going?"

Hearing this, his dad placed the cooked slice of lamb into his bowl, took a small sip of liquor, and then said with a smile:

"Ah, it’s going alright. It’s my first time managing a company, so there’s a lot I still don’t get. But I’d say things are stable."

As soon as he said that, Bai Menghan chimed in with a smile:

"Hehe, Chenyi, Dad is actually amazing at managing his company. I looked at the reports. Out of all the corporations we hold, only Dad’s company has managed to triple its monthly profit."

Hearing his daughter-in-law’s words, Father Fang’s face lit up. Who doesn’t like hearing compliments? Besides, he really had been working incredibly hard lately.

Fang Chenyi was also stunned. He never expected his dad’s company to have tripled its profits!

Of course, Bai Menghan’s words were mostly a compliment. After all, the company his father managed was a small one. For the other major corporations, their monthly profits were already astronomical figures. Forget tripling them; even an increase of a few tenths of a percent was an incredibly difficult feat.

Still, for his dad to triple the profits just a few months after taking over was a truly impressive accomplishment!

Fang Chenyi gave his dad a heartfelt thumbs-up. "That’s incredible."

"Wow, Dad, that’s incredible! Tripling the profits... No, this won’t do. I can’t let you manage this company anymore."

Hearing this, his father froze. He set down his liquor cup and glared at his son.

"What are you talking about? You don’t need me anymore? I’m making you a fortune, and now you don’t need me?"

Fang Chenyi just chuckled.

"Hehe, why are you getting so worked up? It’s exactly because you tripled the profits that I can’t let you manage it anymore!"

Seeing that his dad looked like he might take a swing at him, Fang Chenyi quickly added:

"If I let you keep managing this place, I’d be wasting your talent! How much can this little company possibly make in a year? Your son has plenty of other corporations. You need to help me out and pick one of the biggest ones to run!"

At this, Father Fang finally broke into a satisfied smile. ’You little brat. I thought you were actually firing me.’

It had to be said that while Father Fang had no management experience from the first half of his life, he had a real talent for it. He had even developed his own management style.

In just a few months, he had the entire company running like a well-oiled machine.

"Oh, come on. I know my own limits. I can’t manage a huge corporation. This small company is good enough for me."

Fang Chenyi immediately cut his father off.

"Nope, nope, nope. It’s settled. You have to pick a major corporation to manage."

After he said that, Father Bai spoke up from the side, a little hesitant.

"Chenyi, why don’t you let your father manage Southern Airlines? I feel my own abilities are a bit limited. It would be better if he took my place."

Father Bai’s reasoning was clear. Domestically, Southern Airlines was probably Fang Chenyi’s largest corporation. It was better to hand such a massive enterprise to Fang Chenyi’s own father. Even though he was the father-in-law, he was, when it came down to it, still an outsider.

When Father Fang heard this, he immediately shot his son a glare, then raised his glass to Father Bai.

"No, no, don’t listen to this little rascal. I’m not doing it. Southern Airlines is such a huge operation; I wouldn’t know how to manage it. We’ll have to keep relying on you!"

Fang Chenyi could only smile wryly at the scene.

"Oh, Dad, don’t let him drag you into this," he said to Father Bai. "You’re managing Southern Airlines far, far better than it was before. Honestly, you’re the only one I’d trust to run it. As for my dad, there are plenty of other corporations waiting. Hey, Menghan, have a think. Which of our major domestic companies would be a good fit for Dad?"

Bai Menghan replied without a moment’s hesitation.

"If we’re just talking about our domestic holdings, the major corporations we control are Southern Airlines, Huawei, Baida Film and Television, Tencent Games, Jingcheng Celestial Paradise, Louis Vuitton China, and Red Bull Group. Those are the larger ones. Companies like Lu Chao Technology don’t count, since their scale isn’t much different from Yuejian. As for which specific one, that’s up to Dad to decide."

As Bai Menghan finished speaking, all four parents stopped what they were doing. ’My goodness, our son actually owns this many corporations?’

Seeing that all eyes were on him, Fang Chenyi coughed awkwardly.

"Ahem, well... you can forget about Southern Airlines. My father-in-law is already doing a great job managing it. As for the others, Dad, just take your pick. Any of them are fine. Oh, right, Mom, you should pick one too. Look how well my mother-in-law is managing Qinhuang Sunshine. It’s good to have something to keep you busy."

GULP.

His father struggled to swallow the mouthful of lamb before looking at his son and asking uncertainly:

"S-Son... are you saying all of these are our family’s companies?"

Seeing his father’s dumbfounded expression, Fang Chenyi awkwardly popped the slice of lamb on his chopsticks into his mouth before speaking.

"Ahem, calm down, Dad. Just calm down. This is nothing. Our family has a lot more companies than this; these are just the bigger domestic ones. So... how about you take over Huawei, Dad? I think that one would be a good fit for you."