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

"Auntie, Uncle." "Hello, Uncle and Auntie!"

Looking at Zhang Bin's younger brother, Zhang's father and mother smiled and said, "Is this your younger brother? He's quite handsome."

Actually, they were quite disgusted when they saw his blond hair. Black hair and yellow skin, such a perfect combination, why did he have to get such messy hair?

But Zhang Bin's younger brother obviously didn't think so. He was all smiles as he was praised. Zhang Bin introduced his younger brother as Zhang Yang.

"Xiang Nan, Zhang Bin, what would you like to eat?"

Xiang Nan nudged her, "Auntie, you can decide for yourselves. When will Ziqian arrive?"

When Ziqian was mentioned, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. He had heard that Xiang Nan's cousin was very beautiful and looked a lot like the "Milk Tea Sister".

"We're on our way, we'll be there soon. Let's order first." Mr. Zhang took the menu and started ordering, while Mrs. Zhang asked her niece Xiang Nan, "Nan Nan, isn't your factory usually very busy? How come you have time to come over today?"

Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Didn't you say Ziqian was coming back today? I thought I hadn't seen her in a long time, so I brought Zhang Yang along to visit her."

Mother Zhang frowned. What kind of talk was this? Ziqian is your cousin, it's fine for you to come back and visit, but for you to bring a little blondie to see Ziqian, that sounds really strange.

Zhang Bin chimed in, "Auntie, our factory was recently acquired by a company in Beijing. We're currently doing personnel adjustments and equipment upgrades, so we've had a few days off."

"It was acquired by a company in the capital?" Mrs. Zhang wasn't very educated, but the word "capital" sounded prestigious. "That's good for you! A bigger company means better benefits, right?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Nan replied smugly, "Yes, Zhang Bin and Zhang Yang have both been promoted to group leaders this time. I'll have to rely on Zhang Yang for help in the future."

Zhang Yang spoke for the first time then, "Sister-in-law, you're too kind. Of course I have to take care of my family. I can handle a lot of things in our factory. Besides, the boss of the company that acquired us is from our hometown. He will definitely take care of my brother and me in the future."

Mr. Zhang then handed the menu to the waiter, saying, "The food will be served in about 10 minutes." He then said to Zhang Bin, "That is indeed something to congratulate you on. The whole family has been promoted."

"That's right. Their salaries have all increased by several thousand yuan this time. Zhang Yang is only 25 years old, and his salary is almost 10,000 yuan. That's really impressive. I heard from experts that this income can beat 99% of people in the country."

Xiang Nan's words made Zhang Bin and Zhang Yang smile proudly at the same time. In their eyes, this old couple must have never seen what it was like to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month. Zhang Yang had heard Zhang Bin say that the Zhang family's conditions were average, but they had a very beautiful daughter.

Mr. Zhang chuckled and tossed a cigarette to Zhang Bin and Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang pulled out his own, "Uncle, have a smoke of mine."

Just then, Zhang Bin took the cigarette and exclaimed, "Uncle, is this the Supreme Edition?"

Zhang Yang was taken aback. He picked up the cigarette his father had tossed him, and sure enough, it was the same cigarette. He immediately put down his own pack of cigarettes. He had specifically gone to buy a pack of cigarettes on his way here, but it turned out he didn't need them anymore.

"Yes, Ziqian brought it back."

Zhang Bin smiled, gave Zhang Yang a meaningful look, and then said to Zhang's father, "Ziqian is so filial. You're so lucky, Uncle-in-law. When Ziqian finds a good family, you and my aunt can go on a trip and see the beautiful landscapes of our country."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang also felt a little strange. He and Mrs. Zhang exchanged a glance and did not respond to Zhang Bin's words. They did not like others coveting their precious daughter.

Hearing a car horn honking in the parking lot, Mr. Zhang quickly got up to check. A stylish, sporty SUV pulled in. His first thought was that this couldn't be Zhang Ziqian, because she always came home in the company's Glory 009. But the car was quite beautiful, and he couldn't help but glance at it a few more times. At that moment, Zhang Bin also stood up and asked, "Is that Ziqian?" Zhang Yang, seemingly impatient, got up and went to the window to look down, which displeased Mrs. Zhang.

“It shouldn’t be—” Zhang’s father had barely finished speaking when Zhang Ziqian got out of the car.

"When did this child learn to drive?" He didn't even know when Zhang Ziqian had learned to drive.

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. As Zhang Ziqian stepped out of the car, her deep blue dress billowed gently like ocean waves, the hem swaying gracefully in the wind, shimmering like silk in the sunlight. The V-neck design accentuated her slender collarbones, while the fitted waistline revealed her graceful curves, and the flowing lines of the dress made her appear even taller.

She slightly raised her eyes, her eyelashes casting light shadows on her eyelids. Her gaze was as calm as the deep sea, yet it carried a hint of languid charm. A faint smile played at the corners of her lips, as if she were enjoying the amazed looks from passersby, or as if she was used to it all.

Zhang Yang was mesmerized. How could there be such a beautiful woman? She had such an elegant demeanor.

Her high heels tapped lightly on the ground, her steps unhurried, the hem of her skirt rippled with her movements, as if every step was in step with the rhythm of fashion. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, a few strands brushing her cheeks in the breeze. She casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a swaying diamond stud earring on her earlobe.

His breathing became rapid, which startled Mr. Zhang. He coughed lightly, displeased, "Please sit down."

After saying that, he plopped down on the floor, and Zhang Bin quickly pulled Zhang Yang to sit down as well.

A moment later, Zhang Ziqian pushed open the door to the private room. Up close, the woman was breathtakingly beautiful. Zhang Yang felt like he was suffocating and even a little nervous.

Zhang Bin whispered in his ear, "Be confident. You're in management at a big company now." Zhang Yang instantly realized that things were different now. He had been promoted to team leader and was from the same hometown as the big boss. If nothing unexpected happened, he would definitely be able to advance further. As a 25-year-old junior manager in the factory, he felt he could be proud.

Zhang Ziqian looked around and greeted her cousin and cousin-in-law. Then she heard Xiang Nan say, "Ziqian, this is Zhang Bin's younger brother, Zhang Yang. He's about your age, but he's already a leader in the factory. You two can sit down and chat."

As expected, they couldn't agree on anything. Zhang Ziqian immediately knew what her cousin was up to and regretted coming back that day. She sat down next to her mother. Her mother hadn't seen her for over ten days, and seeing her daughter brought a smile to her face. She poured her a drink and served her food. The Zhang family hadn't been well-off before, but Zhang Ziqian had been raised like a princess; now that they were better off, she was even more pampered.

Aside from coming in to say hello, Zhang Ziqian didn't say anything. Xiang Nan started a conversation by asking, "Ziqian, your outfit is beautiful. You look like a fairy in it."

Zhang Yang subconsciously nodded in agreement, saying that she was indeed as beautiful as a fairy.

Zhang Ziqian smiled and didn't say anything. Xiang Nan continued to ask, "What brand is this? I'll go and take a look later. Your brother-in-law got a promotion and a raise, and he even treated himself to a luxury car. Surely I can buy a few clothes, right?"

Upon hearing that they had bought a luxury car and received a promotion and raise, Zhang Ziqian politely said, "Congratulations, brother-in-law. My dress is called 'Starry Night,' and Jun Xiaocheng in Shanghai will have it in a while."

She didn't think Xiang Nan would buy it; the outfit cost at least 2 yuan, which wasn't something just anyone could afford. But naturally, she wouldn't say that. Even if she mentioned that Jun Xiaocheng in Shanghai had it, they weren't going to go all the way to Shanghai to shop.

Sure enough, Xiang Nan sighed, "Oh, that's too far. Is this brand not very good? There are so few stores."

Zhang Ziqian didn't explain to her that high-end brands rarely open stores; they need to maintain a certain image and style. Talking to her about this would be a complete waste of breath, as they weren't on the same wavelength.

At this moment, Zhang Yang spoke up, "My brother bought a Cadillac CT4, but I think it's a bit outdated. I definitely won't buy a car like that in the future."

That's when I realized my cousin was referring to a Cadillac as a luxury car. Can that even be called a luxury car? In China, a Cadillac CT4 is only around 100,000 RMB now. Even though BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi) are offering huge discounts, their sales are still plummeting.

Zhang Yang added, "Ziqian, your car is the newest luxury model. I'm also planning to buy one."

Zhang Ziqian looked at him in surprise. Was he a rich second-generation? Could a factory leader like him afford an 800 million yuan Ferrari?

It was probably the first time Zhang Ziqian had paid attention to him, and Zhang Yang's face turned red with excitement. He felt that the beauty liked this topic, so he continued, "Actually, I think the Mi SU7 is more suitable for you."

What the hell? Why would I drive a Mi SU7? If I were to buy a new energy vehicle, it would definitely be a Junxing. Does Zhang Yang even know what he's saying? You're telling someone who drives an 800 million yuan car that a 20 yuan car is more suitable for others? What kind of conversation is that?

Thinking that Zhang Ziqian was unhappy, Zhang Yang quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, I just think a sports car suits you better, it's cooler."

This person is talking nonsense. What does the Mi SU7 have to do with a sports car? It's just a sports car in terms of design and acceleration.

She said "oh" to end the topic, but Zhang Yang was clearly not willing to let it end like that. "I also went to test drive your car a few days ago. It's pretty good. I waited in line for several hours to test drive it."

There's a queue for test drives of this car? There aren't that many people going to test drive it. Besides, the test drive for this car is very exclusive to VIP customers. I wonder if Zhang Yang is just talking nonsense.

"By the way, which configuration is yours? Standard, PRO, or top-of-the-line?"

This time, without even looking up, he simply said, "Top-of-the-line."

Zhang Yang asked in surprise, "Ziqian, you're quite capable! How many years are you paying for this car on installment?" Does this guy even know how to talk? Zhang Ziqian was speechless. Everyone else stopped to listen to their conversation; clearly, Zhang's parents also wanted to know about their daughter's car.

"No installments, full payment."

Zhang Yang suddenly felt a little timid. This beautiful woman in front of him actually had considerable financial resources. He said somewhat insecurely, "You're really amazing. This car must have cost more than 30 yuan."

Uh—Zhang Ziqian looked around. Was he talking in his sleep, or was she dreaming? Over 30 yuan for a car wheel?

Her cousin Xiang Nan hadn't seen Zhang Ziqian drive earlier, but overhearing their conversation, she learned that Zhang Ziqian had also bought a car, a car worth over 30 yuan. Looking at her aunt and uncle, she wondered if her aunt's family had suddenly become rich recently.
"Ziqian, what kind of job do you do now? Your income seems quite high. You've even bought a car worth over 30 yuan. Did your aunt use all the dowry money she saved for you over the years to buy a car?"

Zhang Ziqian glanced at her mother, who immediately understood what her daughter meant—"Look how tactless this niece is."

Where are they going to save up for Zhang Ziqian's dowry? Zhang Ziqian, on the other hand, has been giving her family 5 yuan every month recently, so she's saved up some money.

Xiang Nan added, "But that's one good thing about girls; they don't need to buy their own houses. They can enjoy their own cars, and in the future, they can find a partner who owns a house in Jiangzhou."

Zhang Ziqian replied to her casually, "I do administrative work."

Xiang Nan then remembered those in the company who worked administrative shifts, and their salaries didn't seem to be high, so she asked, "Is there a salary of 10,000 yuan?"

With a sigh, Zhang Ziqian felt she couldn't eat anymore and nodded slightly.

“That’s good. It’s about the same as Zhang Yang’s. Zhang Yang now earns over ten thousand yuan including overtime pay. I think you shouldn’t buy a car. Instead, make a down payment on a house in Jiangzhou first. Once you’re married, the mortgage payments won’t be too much of a burden for the two of you.”

"Ziqian, what do you think?" Xiang Nan asked Zhang Ziqian at the end, while Zhang Yang stared at her, seemingly eager to hear her opinion.

Zhang Ziqian's face immediately turned cold. "Cousin, I don't like to worry about other people, so don't ask for my opinion."

The atmosphere immediately turned cold. Xiang Nan was embarrassed by the rebuke, and Zhang Bin quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Let's eat, let's eat. Ziqian, your cousin doesn't know how to talk, don't be angry."

Mother Zhang chimed in, "Yes, let's eat. The food will get cold soon."

After eating a few bites of food, Zhang Yang started performing again, but this time he started talking about his work, saying that after he was promoted to team leader, his brothers were now afraid of him and were all vying to curry favor with him.

They also said that their current boss is amazing; he's not even 30 years old yet, and his company does over a billion yuan in business every year. Both Mr. and Mrs. Zhang agreed, acknowledging that he truly is impressive.

Zhang Yang then talked about the company's main business, explaining why the company acquired the previous factory. He said that the company's biggest customer was Zhifei Aerospace, a large local enterprise in Jiangzhou, and the factory was acquired to expand production capacity and meet Zhifei Aerospace's ever-increasing order demand.

Zhifei Aerospace? Zhang Ziqian glanced at Zhang Yang in surprise, thinking to herself—so it was one of the supplier companies she had checked.

The rapid rise of companies like Dr. Feng Robotics Technology Group, Zhifei Aerospace, and Junxing Auto in Jiangzhou has driven a large number of upstream and downstream industries. In the past six months, more and more companies have come to invest in Jiangzhou, many of which have been attracted by these companies.

Zhang Yang added, "Our factory will soon be supplying Junxing Motors with some spare parts, such as wheels and bumpers."

Zhang Ziqian hadn't expected that this factory was actually related to her side. Her dislike for Zhang Yang and his group lessened considerably, and she even praised their company's foresight: "Being able to establish stable business relationships with Zhifei Aerospace and Junxing Auto, as long as the product quality meets the requirements, your company will only get better and better."

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up when the goddess responded, while Xiang Nan and Zhang Bin exchanged a glance, realizing that Zhang Ziqian liked to talk about such topics.

"However, you should be aware that Junxing Auto has very high quality control over its parts. I've heard that many parts that can pass inspection at other factories cannot be inspected here. But one thing is certain: they pay well."

It turns out that Zhang Ziqian knows Junxing Motors quite well. As if they had found common ground, Zhang Yang nodded vigorously: "No problem. Others may have questions, but we don't. Our boss is very powerful, and Junxing Motors will have to give him face."

Zhang Ziqian didn't respond. He clearly didn't understand the significance of Junxing Auto. Besides, what makes a supplier so arrogant towards an OEM? He's just a nobody, dependent on others for his livelihood.

Zhang Yang was bragging, and Zhang Bin and Xiang Nan occasionally chimed in. It was clear that they admired their new boss. Their old place was on the verge of closing down, but now they had a new big boss who was doing so well and had even given them raises and promotions. No wonder they were in such a good mood.

They also noticed that Zhang Ziqian was getting carried away. They were praising their boss to the skies, as if the bosses of Zhifei Aerospace and Junxing Motors were following their boss's lead. Zhang Ziqian thought to herself, "Luckily I'm here. If Cha Lan heard this, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would cancel their order. His subordinates have no sense of propriety at all."

He got excited and asked, "Ziqian, would you like to come to our company? The company is currently expanding and needs to hire more staff. The salary and benefits should be pretty good if you come, and most importantly, it's close to home."

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were startled. What a terrible idea! Their daughter had a job with an annual salary of over a million yuan and was chauffeured around every day, but she wanted to work at their factory instead. Mrs. Zhang quickly said, "No need, no need, she's doing just fine now."

Zhang Yang was a little disappointed, but Xiang Nan smiled and said, "Auntie, don't be nervous. Zhang Yang also thinks this is a good opportunity. Ziqian runs around the city every day, which is quite tiring."

Mrs. Zhang quickly said, "It's not hard work, it's not hard work at all. What's so hard about her job? Alright, don't worry about her anymore. I'm happy to hear that you're all doing well at work. Come on, eat your food."

They were bragging there, completely oblivious to the fact that Zhang Ziqian was already impatient. She had never had a meal as unpleasant as today. She angrily poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks. Zhang Yang was unaware that he had caused trouble for his boss—Zhang Ziqian, who also served as the head of the group's audit department, had never given any instructions before, but later she did conduct a focused inspection of the factory's spare parts.

{Hmph, you think you can brag? I'll see if your quality is up to par, and whether your boss is a quality supplier or a swindler.}
After lunch, Xiang Nan said she wanted to go to her aunt's house for a while, which almost made Zhang Ziqian say she wanted to go back to the city. In the end, she thought better of it and decided to hold back, as it seemed impolite.

When Zhang's father came, he rode an electric scooter, and he would naturally have to ride it back. So Zhang Ziqian let her mother ride in her scooter, and the group went downstairs together.

As soon as Mrs. Zhang sat inside the car, the striking red and black interior immediately caught her eye—the seats, door panels, and lower half of the steering wheel were wrapped in fiery red leather, while the headliner and center console were covered in deep black, with yellow stitching outlining the Prancing Horse emblem like gold thread.

Your fingertips will touch only the finest Frau leather, as delicate as a baby's skin, and the gradient red stitching on the seat back resembles the golden traces left by sunlight on snow.

She looked at the entire interior of the car in astonishment and asked, "Ziqian, such a nice car only costs a little over 30?"

Zhang Ziqian didn't know why Zhang Yang would say the car cost over 30 yuan, so she shook her head and said, "No." She didn't explain that the car cost 800 million yuan after purchase, for fear of scaring her.

The car was filled with the distinctive scent of tanned leather from an Italian leather workshop, mixed with a hint of cedarwood. Mrs. Zhang took a deep breath: "This scent is even more luxurious than the perfume counters in department stores. If I could buy it for 30 or so, I'd be getting a great deal."

In the Cadillac CT4, Xiang Nan, sitting in the back seat, watched Zhang Ziqian drive away like a red lightning bolt and exclaimed, "Ziqian's car is so beautiful!"

Zhang Bin nodded; it was indeed stunning. At that moment, Zhang Yang muttered to himself in the passenger seat, "How could a Mi YU7 not be beautiful? A beautiful car and a beautiful woman, they complement each other perfectly."

“Dami YU7? I didn’t even remember if you hadn’t mentioned it. Oh, it’s that famous car.” Zhang Bin suddenly realized. Xiang Nan also searched for the car online and found that it was indeed similar. It looked like the one.

"Brother, sister-in-law, what do you think about me buying a Mi SU7 later? I'll buy the same brand as her. I think she's more suited to a coupe, while I'm better suited to an SUV. We can switch cars then."

Zhang Bin chuckled. "Zhang Yang, you're thinking too far ahead. It's probably not that easy for you to catch up with Ziqian. Look at her clothes and appearance; your income might not be enough to support her."

“My current income is not very high, but when General Manager Gao came last time, he appreciated me a lot. He said if I work hard, he would make me the factory manager in a year.”

Xiang Nan glanced at him, then at Zhang Bin. It seemed that President Gao had said the same thing to Zhang Bin. Last night, Zhang Bin excitedly brought up the matter. How could President Gao do this, promising his daughter to several husbands?

When they arrived at the Zhang family's house, they brought two bottles of wine and two cases of milk. Zhang's mother told them not to bring anything next time, as they had everything they needed.

Looking around but not seeing Zhang Ziqian, Zhang's mother said she was a little tired and went back to her room to rest, but in reality, she didn't want to have any pointless conversation with them. Zhang's father was currently in Zhang Ziqian's room, whispering like a thief, "Qianqian, did Mr. Chen give you that Ferrari?"

Mr. Zhang used to travel a lot and still recognized the Ferrari logo, but he couldn't remember whether the horse was standing or lying down. However, he knew that the difference between standing and lying down was probably more than ten times.

Zhang Ziqian nodded and said, "Go out and hurry up and send them away. It's not like your aunt brought relatives with her. It's not like there's anything wrong."

Upon entering the living room, Mr. Zhang overheard Xiang Nan jokingly saying that Zhang Ziqian's YU7 rice was beautiful, but she should be more suited to the SU7 rice. Zhang Yang said he would buy the SU7 rice later and switch it with Zhang Ziqian.

Mr. Zhang was dumbfounded; this guy was asking for trouble. (End of Chapter)