My minimum living allowance is credited to my account every day with 1000 million yuan

Wang Ping had a quick lunch at Junxiao Square. She had a tight schedule today and was going home in the afternoon, but before that, she had to deliver some things to He Qing's house.

Chen Xiao got a lot of expensive tonics for He Qing, but she couldn't use them all, so she asked Wang Ping to bring them back. Each family brought one, and surprisingly, Wang's father and He's father each received the same one. This made Wang Ping very grateful. She was so lucky to have such a good friend as He Qing.

It's only because of He Qing's personality that she can keep her close. If it were someone else, they wouldn't have dared to bring her to Chen Xiao's presence when they first met. Who wants another competitor? But He Qing is completely open with her.

He Jie often visits her uncle's house now. Since Sister Ping goes, she naturally follows along.

After getting off the train, I asked Wang Ping where her car was parked. Gu Zhang's Mercedes-Benz E-Class was right by the elevator. Wang Ping pointed ahead and said, "Isn't that it?"
Gu Zhang and He Jie looked in the direction of the gesture and saw a white Porsche Panamera flash its hazard lights and turn on its headlights.

He Jie's previously lazy gaze suddenly focused, her pupils contracting sharply as if she had been struck by a bright light, and she even paused for a moment. Gu Zhang and He Jie mechanically turned to look at each other, seeing the same shock in each other's eyes—the Ping Jie who used to take the bus was now driving a luxury car worth millions?

"Sister Ping, you're driving a Porsche now," He Jie said enviously.

Wang Ping smiled smugly, almost blurting out, "Your brother-in-law bought it." That would be troublesome; how should she explain that?

She couldn't say it was referring to her own boyfriend, because Chen Xiao wasn't. Nor could she say it was He Qing's boyfriend, otherwise she'd have to explain why He Qing's boyfriend would gift her a luxury car worth millions.

The Porsche Panamera is a favorite among those who value aesthetics, especially women. He Jie originally planned to ride in Gu Zhang's car, but now she has openly switched her affections and gotten into Wang Ping's car.

"Sister Ping, what version of your car is it? It looks like it has a really high-end configuration."

Wang Ping could see her barely suppressed smile reflected in the dashboard, and the music aptly played, "I laugh triumphantly, I laugh triumphantly."

"This is the highest configuration, with many optional extras added, bringing the total to three million."

He Jie gasped sharply, covering her mouth with her bright red nail polished hand, her nails digging almost into her cheek. Seeing Wang Ping like this, she was even considering going to Jiangzhou to stay with her cousin. It seemed that following her cousin would lead to a brighter future.

When Wang Ping arrived at the He family's house, she felt right at home. The elderly couple in the He family treated her very well, having treated her like their own daughter since she was in high school. Because Wang Ping's family lived in the suburbs, she often came to He Qing's house for meals.

Gu Zhang and He Jie helped move the things from the trunk. As they walked, Gu Zhang whispered, "Goodness, we brought back another case of 50-year-old Moutai, and two cases of 82 Lafite. We need to improve security at Uncle's house, otherwise it will attract thieves."

He Jie glanced at him and said, "If we don't tell anyone, who will know? Besides, the security situation isn't what it used to be. There aren't that many thieves now."

"Alright, you're right. Hey, the supplements Sister Ping brought look really good."

He glanced at it discreetly and saw that there seemed to be cordyceps, bird's nest, sea cucumber, and top-grade yellow croaker maw. He, who works in the catering industry, naturally recognized these items, but he had never seen anything like this before. He figured that anything his cousin could bring back must be the very best.

He's mother pulled Wang Ping aside for a chat, inquiring about He Qing's recent situation. They were quite relieved about He Qing's current condition, but couldn't help asking a few questions. Hearing from Wang Ping that their daughter was doing well, they felt even more at ease.

The elderly couple felt like they were dreaming these past few days. They never imagined that their daughter was now managing such a charitable foundation and had found such an amazing boyfriend. So much so that when Mr. He returned from Jiangzhou last time, he made a special trip to pay respects to his ancestors and thank them for their blessings.

The He family now has no worries about food or drink, and all kinds of tonics are readily available. Thanks to their crab hotpot restaurant, they earn hundreds of thousands of yuan a month. The elderly couple, who have never been so wealthy, don't know how to spend the money. Having been poor for most of their lives, all of Mr. He's hobbies were inexpensive pastimes, like fishing. Now, suddenly having such bulging pockets, he feels strangely unaccustomed to it.

Wang Ping glanced at the large number of gifts piled up in the storeroom at home. He's mother introduced them, saying, "These were brought by the general manager of Junxiao Plaza when he came to visit your Uncle He a few days ago. Those were bought by General Manager Han and his group. And those were bought by my nephews and nieces."

I remember He Qing once said that her relatives rarely visited. This is probably a case of "when you're poor, no one cares even in the bustling city; when you're rich, even distant relatives come calling from the mountains." Her family drives a Maybach S680 and also owns a crab hotpot restaurant. Their business is so enviable that even if you don't know He Qing's current situation, you can tell that the He family has become successful, and people definitely want to come and get a piece of their action.

After resting for a while, Wang Ping left the He family home, where her parents were waiting for her.
-

Luffy met Jack in Shanghai. Last time, when they were on the basement floor of Junxiao City, Jack initially looked down on him, but now he personally called to ask to meet him. As for the reason, Luffy knew, of course. No sooner had Jack left than Xu Jun called, explaining the whole story.

Both Luffy and Xu Jun's attitude towards NK is to cooperate as much as possible, mainly to strike at Jincheng Sports Group. Of course, they'll also take care of Tom, that blind fool, this time. It's not just because he didn't give Xu Jun face in Jiangzhou last time, but also because Tom has always been quite supportive of President Wei. The enemy's friend is naturally the enemy.

Tom chose the wrong friends and the wrong enemies, so his fate was destined to be tragic.

Luffy directly requested that Tom not attend the meeting with Jack. Jack agreed; he had sensed Tom's dissatisfaction from Xu Jun's words at the Junxiao Lakeside CBD. Knowing that Junxiao Commercial Management was severing all ties with NK and instead heavily supporting Adidas because of Tom, Jack had essentially sentenced Tom to death. A CEO of the China region—a professional manager so opposed to China's most important commercial group—would pose a fatal threat to NK's development in China.

When he returns to global headquarters, he will propose changing the CEO. Therefore, Luffy's refusal to see Tom is not surprising to Jack. On the way back from Jiangzhou, he has rarely spoken to Tom. As soon as they arrived in Shanghai, Jack did not waste a minute to see Luffy and arranged for Tom not to follow. At that moment, he could feel that Tom's eyes were gray and white, and he must have known what was going to happen next.

Jack won't stay in China for long. After his meeting with Luffy, he'll return to headquarters to discuss everything and give a reply as soon as possible. The situation is serious; the cooperation between Adidas and Junxiao City is in full swing. If NK can't finalize its cooperation with Luffy soon, not only will they lose some good new projects, but they might even lose their existing ones.

Luffy met Jack in the living room of the business suite at the Junxiao Hotel on the Bund. He has now learned to always stay at hotels under the Junxiao brand when traveling for business. In the past, he would have been reluctant to do so. Although he had money, he could stay in a regular five-star hotel, so why would he stay at a hotel like the Junxiao, which costs tens of thousands of yuan a night?

Things are different now. After Chen Xiao invested in him, Luffy's spirits have improved. He's not only staying at Junxiao Hotel, but also in business suites. Of course, Gao Yue definitely gave him a negotiated price. Now, Jiexun Sports has become Zhao Xiangjun's private property, and she's giving him all the green lights.

Luffy's requirements were simple: nationwide authorization, purchase price, return and exchange policy, and promotional rebates. Based on Adidas's standards, a list was compiled for Jack.

He also stated bluntly that any future stores that Jiexun Sports wants to open must be authorized to them first. This is to prevent Jincheng Sports Group from opening any more new stores. Luffy has made up his mind: as long as the venue is decent, he will definitely play NK, while some bad venues can be left to Jincheng Sports Group.

Compared to Tom's furious reaction to the previous condition, Jack appeared calm and collected, likely because he had mentally prepared himself beforehand. He had also asked Tom why he had clashed with Xu Jun. Tom recounted the incident as an accusation, accusing Xu Jun of abusing his power and interfering with NK's autonomy in authorization and procurement pricing, thus violating the rules of the game.

What Luffy brought up this time was no different from last time, so Jack breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't escalate the situation. Just then, he suddenly heard Luffy say, "Wait, there's one more thing. I suggest you change the CEO of your China region. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Junxiao Business Management and Tom to cooperate happily."

Jack nodded heavily; all of this was within his expectations. "President Lu, I'll return to headquarters tomorrow and give you an answer within three days. I hope you and President Xu can suspend the closure of NK's existing stores. At the same time, I will do my best to persuade the company to proceed according to your plan. I hope that in the Junxiaocheng project, NK's high-level stores can be opened simultaneously with Adidas."

His worries were somewhat unnecessary. With NK's current market performance and brand power, its sales in the same location could be almost twice that of Adidas. As long as Jack could meet Luffy's requirements, he wouldn't have to worry about opening stores at all. Luffy was even more proactive than him, using the NK and Adidas brands to rapidly expand market share and strike at Jincheng Sports Group. This was his mission.

Luffy treated Jack to a meal at the Junxiao Hotel. This foreigner was quite sensible; he deserved a meal. Luffy has really gotten too big for his britches these days. A few months ago, he wouldn't even be worthy of carrying Tom's shoes, let alone Jack. Now, he has to decide whether to treat someone to a meal based on his mood.

At this point, Mr. Wei, the general manager of Jincheng Sports Group, and Tom were in a bad mood. Jack hadn't let him come along, so Tom immediately called Mr. Wei and relayed the entire conversation between Xu Jun and Jack at the Junxiao Lakeside CBD Center. When Mr. Wei learned that Luffy would be making the terms, he knew he was doomed. Because Luffy was an agent, he understood the strengths and weaknesses of agents better, and Luffy's terms would more easily strike at his Achilles' heel.

He also knew that the conditions Luffy and Xu Jun had made to Tom last time were now being offered by NK, and Luffy's conditions would only be more demanding. President Wei immediately called his channel manager and made arrangements: from now on, not a single NK store could be closed. He needed to protect Jincheng Sports Group's NK market share; if the share continued to decrease, he would have less and less say with the brand, and would be in an extremely disadvantageous position when competing with Jiexun Sports for NK licensing rights.

This is really annoying. Now, whenever there's a decent venue, Jiexun Sports rushes to snatch it up. If Jincheng Sports is willing to pay a higher rent, Jiexun Group keeps increasing its offer, making things very difficult for them. Even if they manage to win the bid, the rent costs are shockingly high, and the store might end up being a loss-making venture.

This is why he can't open stores for many of his brands now. NK was okay before because Luffy didn't have NK's authorization, so he couldn't compete with Jincheng Sports Group for stores. Now, if Jack agrees to grant him nationwide authorization, it will be troublesome, and his new NK stores will likely face huge problems.

As a result, new stores are basically impossible to open, while existing stores, especially good ones, face competition from Jiexun Sports, which is raising prices to poach them. This decline in scale and profits is truly devastating. To maintain NK's market share, he is now forced to stop closing stores. The originally planned loss-making stores, those whose contracts were expiring and which he hoped would cut losses, are now off-limits. One can imagine how terrible the company's financial report will be in the third quarter. The third quarter is already the off-season, and Luffy's actions have only made things worse.

hum~
Mr. Wei picked up his phone. It was his nephew, Wei Ming, calling. Mr. Wei often thought of this nephew he loved most—in the end, he had misplaced his trust. The current state of Jincheng Sports Group was entirely his doing.

He was unaware that if it weren't for Wei Ming, both Ningxi and Hanjiang's Jiexun Sports would belong to Jincheng Sports Group. Moreover, his current headache should be Lu Fei's problem. Back then, facing the blacklist from Junxiao Business Management, he was practically in despair. Fortunately, Wei Ming's appearance gave Lu Fei the opportunity to impress Chen Xiao. Therefore, Lu Fei erecting a statue of Wei Ming in his office and bowing to it three times a day was something Wei Ming deserved; he was worthy of the Lu family's blessings. Even placing Wei Ming's image in the urinals of the men's restroom was a bit off-putting.

"Uncle, I need to go to work. I'm going crazy at home."

"Why are you still going to work? I'm about to get off work," President Wei said irritably. "You only go out once in a while and you get sent to the hospital. You still go to work? When did you get so bold?"

Wei Ming hasn't become bolder. Even when he's not working, he's often bullied. He'd be bored to death staying at home every day, so he wants to make a comeback.

“You can go to work, but not at Jincheng Sports Group. I’ll send you abroad to lay low for a while. No matter how powerful those people are, they can’t possibly have their hands reaching overseas.”
-

Wang Ping's family is doing much better now. Aside from the down payment on a house in Jindi Xiushan Yin, she gave the rest of her savings to her parents. With a monthly salary of 8 yuan and monthly dividends from her crab hotpot restaurant, she's quickly becoming a small-time millionaire and is not far from financial freedom.

In Jinhe Town, on the outskirts of Chongqing, at a braised food shop, the owner, shirtless, was cutting braised food. Opposite him stood a middle-aged man who looked honest and unassuming, around 50 years old. Perhaps due to poor maintenance, he looked older than many 60-year-olds in the city.

"Old Wang, you usually wait until the last minute to buy groceries when they're on sale. Why did you change your mind today and buy so much? Did we have some important guests?"

They're all from this town and know each other well. Old Wang's hometown is in the countryside, but his whole family moved to Jinhe Town 7 or 8 years ago. He used to work in a factory, but later the factory was in a bad business and had to lay off employees, including older people like him.

He moved here back then so he could work in a factory, which was better than relying on his few acres of land in the small mountain village. But when he was almost 50, he was laid off and suddenly didn't know what to do. Fortunately, his only daughter grew up and was quite promising, going to a good university and, I heard, getting a job at a bank after graduation. In the eyes of the older generation, working at a bank is a secure job, so the neighbors treated Old Wang much better.

Thirty years ago, people respected their sons based on their fathers' virtues; thirty years later, people respect their fathers based on their sons' virtues. This saying is absolutely true. When Old Wang first lost his job, his family was devastated. The breadwinner was unemployed, and his wife could only earn a little money from odd jobs. At that time, let alone selling braised food, his family almost became a poverty alleviation target and was nearly one of the few families in the country that were about to go hungry.

Because of this, Old Wang is often teased by his neighbors. Some even advise him that since his daughter is beautiful, he should introduce her to a good family and ask for a higher dowry, as this is the fastest way to improve his life.

Old Wang, of course, wouldn't allow it. He only had this one daughter, and he had endured a lifetime of hardship to raise her, just so she wouldn't suffer. He and his wife couldn't bear any hardship, and they absolutely refused to make things difficult for their daughter just to improve their lives.

"Yes, relatives are coming to visit today, and my daughter is also coming back today. I'm buying some braised dishes as side dishes."

"Oh, your Pingping is coming back? No wonder you look so happy. By the way, does she work at the bank?"

Old Wang shook his head. "I resigned last month and I'm not working at the bank anymore."

The owner of the braised food shop, who was cutting pig's trotters, paused, glanced at Old Wang, and sighed: "Old Wang, how come you're so unlucky? You just got through the hard times, and your daughter was working at the bank. She was going to find a boyfriend from the city, and good days were just around the corner. How come Pingping has also lost her job?"

"Sigh, the child is grown up and has her own choices. We can't control her, so we can only choose to believe her."

The shop owner put the chopped pig's trotters into a plastic container, saying, "You can't say that. No matter how old they are, they're still kids. After all, they don't have social experience. Sometimes we still have to keep an eye on them. It's so good for girls to work in banks. If they quit, they can earn several thousand yuan a month working in a private company, but it's not stable."

"Sigh, never mind, she's already resigned. It's too late to talk about her now. A bank job, even a permanent one, is easy to leave but hard to get back in."

Old Wang took the money and scanned the code to pay with his phone. Suddenly, he saw the shop owner turn his head to look into the distance and exclaim, "Wow, a Porsche! The white one is so cool. My daughter dreams of owning one. It's a pity that this kind of car is destined to be out of our reach. I can't even afford a Porsche."

Old Wang smiled and agreed with him. Just as he was about to turn and leave, the Porsche Panamera suddenly stopped beside him. The passenger window rolled down, and the woman in the driver's seat, wearing brown Gucci sunglasses perched on her fluffy curly hair, the rhinestones on the temples of the glasses shimmering against the chrome trim of the window, leaned out and called out, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

Old Wang's hunched back suddenly stiffened, his cloudy eyes suddenly focused, and the gleaming white Panamera was reflected in his pupils. He froze as if struck by lightning, and the plastic bag of braised food he was carrying slammed to the ground. The duck wings rolled to the side of the wheel, but he didn't notice. His hand trembled slightly as it hung in mid-air.

Wang Ping got out of the car and walked over. Only then did Old Wang remember to pick up the bags of braised food from the ground. Some of them had fallen to the ground and were obviously unusable. He turned around to buy some more from the braised food shop owner, but found that the owner's greasy apron was soaked with sauce, his mouth was wide open and could fit an entire braised duck head, and his gold teeth gleamed comically in the sunlight.

He leaned half his body out from behind the counter, his neck stretched out like a silly goose, almost knocking over a can of chili oil. "W-This is your car?"

Wang Ping recognized him naturally and called out "Boss Zhao". When he asked about the car, Wang Ping pushed up her sunglasses on her head and replied casually, "Yes, I just bought it."

It was as if she was talking about something trivial, but it was all a deliberate act, just to show off. For so many years, her family had been looked down upon by the neighbors. Now, she was back, driving a Porsche Panamera like lightning. From now on, no one would dare to ridicule her father anymore.

She was even considering whether to buy her father a car first or to move to a new house. When her father bought another serving of duck wings, the shop owner refused to accept the money, saying, "Hey, Brother Wang, we've been friends for so many years. This is on me. Besides, you dropped some braised food on the ground before it even left my shop. I have to give you three packs."

Old Wang was stunned. There's a three-guarantee policy for this too? Wang Ping chuckled. This society is so strange. Rich people can save a lot of money, while poor people have to spend money no matter what they do. So the rich get richer and richer, while the poor get poorer and poorer.

Under the watchful eye of the braised food shop owner, Old Wang was somewhat at a loss as his daughter helped him into the passenger seat. Boss Zhao wished his neck was longer than a giraffe's so he could catch a glimpse of the luxurious interior of the Porsche Panamera. The Diptyque aroma of fig mixed with leather wafted out of the car window, instantly overpowering the greasy smell of the braised meat shop. Wang Ping waved to Boss Zhao, and the passenger window slowly rolled up.

"Goodness gracious! Old Wang's daughter quit her job at the bank two months ago and is now driving a Porsche Panamera. Did she rob a bank? Where did she get so much money?"

Old Wang naturally shared the same doubts. Although he knew his daughter's new job was quite good and she had even opened a shop in Junxiao Plaza, driving a luxury car worth over a million was still too shocking. (End of Chapter)