Chapter 923: A Calm Arrangement
March 1, 2056.
Song Yanxi left Jinshan Villa in Magic City without any regrets, and even with a slight smile on her face.
On March 2, the entire Tengying Group announced a three-day shutdown, immediately placing millions of people on break.
On March 3, Research Island officially announced that the great founder of Tengying Group and leader of the great health field, Ms. Song Yanxi, passed away in Magic City Jinshan at the age of 67.
The entire land of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai instantly erupted in wails of sorrow.
All entertainment facilities, including entertainment apps and the internet, collectively shut down for a day.
White screens turned black to show the final respect for Ms. Song Yanxi.
On March 4, Chen Pingsheng led all his super cruise ships, including tens of thousands of people, to hold the world's largest sea burial for Song Yanxi.
Countless people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and Hong Kong noticed and were moved.
Thousands of words cannot describe the scale of the sea burial that Chen Pingsheng held for his wife.
And Song Yanxi lived up to her title as the mother of great health for so many years.
The employees of Water Cloud Space and its affiliated industries, whether working or retired, all wept and bid farewell to their great founder.
And Chen Pingsheng further declared in the ocean, "I swear in the name of my wife that I will donate two trillion in cash over the next twenty years, just so that she can have her own happy and perfect life in the next world."
The people of the Modu Chen Family, no matter how much they joke around usually, became extremely silent at this moment.
An'an cried herself into a weeping mess.
Now that she was a mother herself, she could understand Song Yanxi's past feelings.
Later, when she became a grandmother, she would again experience the greatness of a mother.
And shortly after she took over the family, and Ji Ye had just had a child for a few years, her mother unexpectedly left them like this.
Although she left without regrets, they, as daughters, especially her father, still had to guard the Tengying Group for another twenty years.
In a wealthy family, three generations do good.
The third generation is also the most critical step, and now the fourth generation is still at the babbling stage.
No matter whether Chen Pingsheng was willing or not, he had to be the guardian of the group and the family for another twenty years.
Until the Modu Chen Family has been kind for four generations, this centenarian, the group's founding family guardian, can truly leave.
Not only An'an wept bitterly, but even Erya, Chen Xinyi, did as well.
Like her sister, she no longer had a mother. While parents are present, there is still a way forward in life; once they leave, life becomes only a return journey.
In her later years, Song Yanxi dispersed her personal wealth, retaining only corporate shares and commercial real estate.
She did justice to everyone, and even more to her title as the nation's top female entrepreneur.
The reason for her sea burial was also because Song Yanxi hoped that in the next life, she could be as free as the wind.
The vast sea, where she is buried, could silently watch over her loved ones and children.
Oh, late in life, so many separations by death, none can escape.
Rich like her, it's no different.
However, what Chen Pingsheng did for her at the end goes far beyond this; he will bring out two trillion in funds.
In Song Yanxi's hometown, including the cities and provinces she was once in.
Each ordinary family will receive 200,000 in cash, and ten million families could benefit from this money in the future.
The best charity is never to help only when others are in need, but to directly give ordinary families money like now.
Only three types of families need to be avoided: first, relocated households, second, direct family members with government officials,
and third, families with wealth or engagement in illegal businesses.
Chen Pingsheng will take twenty years to complete this task and has named this charity fund the "Song Yanxi Charity Fund."
Even though she has departed, she will continue to live in most people's hearts for the next twenty years because someone will bring her namesake charity fund to ordinary households everywhere.
Not for anything else, just so that Song Yanxi's smile, her life, and her experiences will remain fairy-tale-like.
Ingrained in the land for twenty years.
Two trillion, even for someone as powerful as Chen Pingsheng, cannot pull out that amount of money in a short time.
This equals all the cash assets he accumulated before his seventies.
Those more substantial corporate shares and commercial assets, he will not touch for now.
But when the day comes for him to leave, there will be a new plan for everything.
Still, the saying goes, he came from the ordinary, and will return to the ordinary.
The Modu Chen Family has just that many people, yet their assets, including cash, almost draw the world's gaze.
This is not a good thing and is utterly meaningless.
Business is everyone's business, but the money distributed to him over the years, he has the right to dispose of as he sees fit.
Chen Pingsheng's answer, including the standard he set for the family, is, no matter who leaves in the future,
over eighty percent of personal cash assets, corporate dividends, etc.,
must be returned to society.
The Modu Chen Family must not only be a vampire sucking the company's wealth but more like this now.
Generations performing good deeds accumulating a family passed through nine generations will surely have blessings.
Simultaneously, Chen Pingsheng also announced that Water Cloud Space, most cherished by Song Yanxi, will be listed as one of the core assets of Research Island.
In the next ten, twenty, or even a hundred years,
Research Island must ensure that core assets remain intact.
Zhang Wanyi also made her promise at the earliest moment, and simultaneously, she felt deep sorrow for the departure of this master mother, Song Yanxi.
Not only her, everyone on Research Island feels the same.
Mr. Chen, already in his seventies, is more like a guardian spirit, silently protecting Research Island along with all these industries for another twenty years.
Only in this way can everyone move forward without any concerns.
But the departure of the master mother is destined to leave this guardian spirit lonely for twenty more years.
How unfortunate and unfair is this?
Yet, with the cycle of birth, aging, illness, and death, who can avoid all these occurrences?
...
In a certain place, Chuanyu.
In the broad bookstore, guests were few, and only a beautiful lady store owner was there.
Amid the lingering drizzle, she watched in tears at everything happening on the television screen.
Inside, it showed Chen Pingsheng holding a grand sea burial for his wife.
Years before, the briefly appearing Bare Marriage Bar shocked the world.
It also let the young people of this era see the fifty-year love story between the Modu Chen Family's founder and their master mother.
This love story had no epic twists, just mutual protection.
You didn't mind me being penniless when young, and I won't abandon you now at the peak of the world in your graying years.
Brother-in-law truly did this for my cousin.
This beautiful store owner is named Jiang Peiyao, and she has been running her shop for decades here.
No one knew she had an unspeakable affection for someone.
No one knew she loved that person all her life.
If Song Yanxi's life was complete, then Jiang Peiyao's life was destined to be one of regret.
She met her most beloved person at her best age but couldn't express it throughout her life, nor could she tell anyone.
Jiang Peiyao peacefully lay down in her bookstore and left on the same day.
No one knew the cause of her departure, but she left coincidentally like this.
Perhaps it was her own wish!
Even if she didn't say much, she felt guilty to her cousin, who always helped her throughout this life.
So, she wanted to accompany her and also wanted to stay by her side to wait again for brother-in-law's return.
In the next life, she still hoped to be a simpler, more ordinary woman.