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

"What happened?"

When the person in charge arrived, Tang Tang and Zhou Xiaomei found their leader and recounted how the young men had harassed them and deliberately pushed the jade bracelet at Zhou Xiaomei, which she blocked, causing the bracelet to accidentally break on the ground.

The young men watched coldly from this side. A young man was leading a large group of women, and there was no way that the five or six young men on their side would suffer a loss.

Mr. Jin exclaimed, "Looks like you know each other. But so what? You broke my valuable bracelet. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he'd have to pay for it."

Chen Xiao then turned to him and asked with a cold smile, "Weren't you just going to introduce yourself? Let me see if you can scare us."

Before Young Master Jin could speak, a young man stepped forward and said, "Let me show you something! Young Master Jin is the son of the richest man in Jiangzhou—"

The richest man in Jiangzhou? With me in Jiangzhou, who else dares to call themselves the richest man?
At this moment, Zhao Xiangjun asked from the side, "Chen Xiao, when did you have such a big son?"

He was immediately speechless. This girl was being mischievous again, and when she started teasing people, her words could be incredibly sharp.
The young CEO's expression changed drastically. He glared angrily at Zhao Xiangjun. If it weren't for her beauty, which made people reluctant to defile her, he would have already started cursing. But at this moment, he said with a cold expression, "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Today, you will pay the price for this."

Chen Xiao smiled and played along with Zhao Xiangjun, saying, "I have a son, why wouldn't I tell you? If I really had such a child, I would have drowned him long ago, so he wouldn't come out and embarrass me."

"Damn it, you're asking for it." Little Jin couldn't bring himself to curse Zhao Xiangjun, but he had no qualms about cursing Chen Xiao.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed. Yan Yue was already preparing to step forward, but Chen Xiao waved her hand to stop her. The score needed to be settled one step at a time; the issues with Zhou Xiaomei and Tang Tang hadn't been resolved yet.

He pointed to the jade bracelet on the ground, which had been broken into several pieces, and asked, "Is this worth 150 million?"

Xiao Jin knew he was going to help Tang Tang and Zhou Xiaomei take the blame, so he snorted, "Country bumpkin, never seen anything good before, huh? This is ice jade, do you know what ice jade is?"

He waved his hand, "I have no interest in your kind—"

"Damn it!" a few young men behind Little Jin cursed. "This guy is so arrogant, I want to mess with him too."

Another person tugged at him, saying, "Wait a minute, let's settle the 150 million issue first. If he dares to take on this, he should be able to resolve it. If he can't, then we'll settle both accounts together."

Chen Xiao ignored them. They were right; they would address each issue one by one. "How can you prove this bracelet is worth 150 million? If you can't prove it, doesn't that mean you're suspected of extortion?"

Mr. Jin snorted, "What a joke! Who do you think I am? You don't care about 150 million? Would I extort them? I have the purchase invoice and the professional appraisal report, aren't they enough?"

He nodded. That was enough. "Then can you prove that the bracelet was thrown because of her?" he asked, pointing at Zhou Xiaomei.

Han Xue had already pulled Tang Tang and Zhou Xiaomei over. Zhao Xiangjun nodded to the two of them in greeting and said in a crisp voice, "Don't be afraid, it's alright."

Tang Tang and Zhou Xiaomei were a little nervous, somewhat like a mistress encountering the legal wife. They had seen Zhao Xiangjun a few days ago at the Junxiao Hotel; even Xu Wu, the general manager of the Junxiao Group, treated her with great respect, personally helping her. At the time, they were wondering who this incredibly beautiful woman was. Seeing her appear with Chen Xiao today, while Han Xue lagged half a step behind, they understood: this beautiful girl must be Chen Xiao's woman, and very likely his official girlfriend.

They noticed that Chen Xiao's eyes only filled with tenderness when he looked at her. And she was the same; among so many people, it seemed that only Chen Xiao was in her eyes, and everything around her seemed irrelevant.

Xiao Jin's lips curled into a slight, mocking sneer. His eyes swept over the other person with disdain, as if looking at a nobody. His eyebrows were slightly raised, exuding an arrogant condescension, his entire face radiating a contemptuous "You think you're worthy of making me lie?"

"Why would I wrong you? You're not even worthy to do so." His voice was deep and cold, with a drawn-out ending and a hint of mocking laughter, as if he were laughing at the other party's ignorance and ridiculousness.

"Oh, that's impressive." Chen Xiao felt that this person was even more pretentious than himself. The way Little Jin looked at him was like he was looking at an ant.

"Fine, if you can prove that this piece of junk is worth 150 million and that it's her responsibility, I'll pay for it."

Little Jin was genuinely surprised that he had the ability to do so, and even more surprised that he was willing to pay this money for Zhou Xiaomei. A hero saving a beauty?
"That's it for their business. Now it's time to settle our score."

Mr. Jin chuckled, "You're quite the bachelor. Our matter is easy to handle. The beautiful lady next to you was rather rude; I'll have her accompany me on a boat trip on the lake, and I won't hold it against her. As for you—"

At this point, the air around them seemed to freeze. Chen Xiao's previously calm face suddenly turned cold and stern. His brows lowered, and deep shadows were cast in his eye sockets. His eyes were as dark as a cold pool, churning with dangerous undercurrents. His jawline tightened, and his lips were pressed into a sharp line. His entire face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and even his breathing became extremely light, yet it exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

His gaze, like a poisoned blade, was fixed on Little Jin, the chill in his eyes almost piercing through him. "You're right, you're indeed courting death."

With a wave of her hand, Yan Yue moved with lightning speed, suddenly taking several steps forward. Her right hand gripped Xiao Jin's wrist like an iron clamp, the force so great that the cracking sound of bones could almost be heard. Before Xiao Jin could react, he was pulled towards her, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

A young man with dyed yellow hair roared and threw a punch. Yan Yue dodged to the side, grabbed the man's wrist with her left hand in a claw shape, twisted it, and then slammed her right knee into his abdomen. The young man with yellow hair groaned and fell to his knees.

Another person pounced from behind, but Yan Yue didn't turn her head. She delivered a backhand elbow strike, hitting the opponent squarely in the chin. The man flew backward, landing about 5 or 6 meters away.

The third person tried to sweep her lower body, but Yan Yue sneered, lightly touched the ground with her toes, leaped into the air, and swept her right leg like a whip, kicking him three meters away, where he crashed into a tree and slid down.

The others were terrified and dared not approach again. How could this woman be so powerful? Several men on the ground groaned and curled up, looking at Yan Yue as if they had seen a ghost. The blond-haired young man clutched his stomach and stammered, "This woman... is she a special forces soldier?!"

She pressed down on Little Jin, flicked her wrist, glanced coldly at the people on the ground, and said indifferently, "If you make another move, you might break an arm or a leg." Her tone was calm, but it sent chills down everyone's spine.

Chen Xiao looked at the young CEO Jin who had been captured by Yan Yue. His wrist was in excruciating pain, and he was covered in cold sweat. He struggled and shouted, "Do you...do you know who I am?!" His voice was trembling and out of tune.

"Squat down."

Yan Yue kicked him, and Little Jin immediately squatted down and covered his head, his arrogance completely gone.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately, but some people always seem to like me slapping them in the face,” Chen Xiao said with a helpless smile to Zhao Xiangjun.

Xiao Jin's heart skipped a beat. What did this mean? Was he going to slap him? He had never been so humiliated in his life. Now he was being forced to squat on the ground, living the life of someone who had surrendered.

{Damn, is this guy trying to trick me like a Japanese soldier?}
"You just asked whose son you are? Here's another chance for you to introduce yourself."

Xiao Jin was secretly delighted, thinking that by bringing up his family background, he wouldn't have to suffer this loss today. If he knew what Chen Xiao was thinking, he would probably be terrified. Chen Xiao was annoyed by his foul mouth, and a beating was clearly not enough. This time, he wanted to make his family pay a price, which would be the price of failing to raise a child properly. At such a young age, he was already not learning good manners, riding his bicycle in the park and disturbing passersby. Sooner or later, something serious would happen.

A smug smile curled at the corner of his lips. He glanced at Chen Xiao with disdain and deliberately raised his voice: "My father is the chairman of Shanyun Motors." After saying that, he slightly raised his chin, his gaze fixed on Chen Xiao's face, expecting to see the other's pupils contract and his expression change in panic.

However, he was disappointed. Chen Xiao didn't even raise an eyebrow; instead, a faint, cold smile appeared on his lips, his eyes as calm as if he were watching a clumsy performance.

He casually straightened his cuffs, his tone nonchalant: "Oh, the richest man you're talking about is Jin Fu—?" He drew out the last syllable, his tone carrying undisguised sarcasm.

"If you hadn't said it yourself, I would have thought you'd mistaken your father for someone else." A loss-making car company, yet the head of it is called the richest man. Does this richest man do justice to the shareholders?
Jin Fu is also doing well. Thanks to the intelligent solutions provided by Junxing Intelligent R&D Center, the sales of Shanyun Auto have been rising steadily recently. It seems that life is getting better. Even this bastard can go to an antique shop and pick out jewelry worth 150 million yuan.

The anticipated intimidation failed to materialize. His face stiffened, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes. He clearly hadn't expected the other party to not even lift an eyelid. Even more unexpectedly, after learning his identity, Chen Xiao not only showed no fear but also dared to ridicule his own father, the revered Chairman Jin Fu of Jiangzhou.

Chen Xiao remembered that when he first met Jin Wuxian, Jin Wuxian said that his family was the richest in the country. At the time, Chen Xiao joked that Jin Wuxian could only afford a down payment on a house. This Jin Wuxian was obviously Jin Wuxian's younger brother.

“I remember Jin Fu only had one son. Weren’t you raised in a domesticated house, or were you raised in a free-range manner?”

Mr. Jin's face flushed red. How dare this person insult the Jin family like this? When did the Jin family ever claim to have only one son? It's just that only his older brother, Jin Wuxian, works in the company, while he went abroad to study and has just returned.

He turned to Han Xue and said, "You two go to the car."

What's about to happen might be quite violent, and he doesn't want Xiangjun to see it. She's kind-hearted and can't stand seeing people being bullied, and today he's going to slap Jinfu's son's mouth raw. Besides, this matter won't end so easily until Jinfu gives him an explanation.

If there's anything, just come to me. After all, I took the responsibility. But who gave him the audacity to disrespect Xiangjun? This has touched a nerve with Chen Xiao.

Watching Han Xue help Xiang Jun walk away, Chen Xiao sat down on a chair nearby. "Slap him. Knock out all his teeth. From now on, when he introduces himself to people, he can call himself Jin Wuya (Golden Toothless)." Little Jin suddenly looked up. How did he know his name was Jin Wuya?

But there was no time for him to think. A short-haired girl walked over and slapped him across the mouth. Jin Wuyai cried out in pain.

Jin Wuyai's head snapped to the side from the slap, half his cheek instantly swelling and burning with a searing pain that made his vision blur and his ears ring. His pupils contracted sharply, his eyes blazing with disbelief and rage, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but only managed to utter a hoarse whisper.

The little girl smiled and said, "Don't shout, it'll be over in a bit—"

She looked quite pretty, but what she said sent chills down the spines of the young people standing nearby. Was this a girl? This was a female demon!

They didn't dare utter a sound, staring at the ruthless man sitting in the chair. This guy really had guts! Knowing he was Jin Fu's son, he still dared to slap Jin Wuya like that. He clearly didn't take Jin Fu, the richest man in the city, seriously at all. Okay, although a few oddballs had emerged in Jiangzhou recently, Jin Fu was still a former richest man and a celebrity in Jiangzhou. Wasn't this guy afraid of retaliation from the Jin family?
A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, his jaw was clenched tight from clenching his teeth, and his entire face was contorted with pain and humiliation. Only one thought occupied his mind: "How dare he? How dare he?"

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared to lay a hand on him. Today, he had been humiliated in public. He was determined to get revenge for his family when he got home. He couldn't let this go unpunished.

Chen Xiao leaned back lazily in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips. His gaze was indifferent, as if he were watching a boring farce, with only a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

The area was deathly silent; even breathing could be heard clearly. Everyone held their breath, afraid to make a move. Other tourists also kept their distance, fearing that the commotion would affect them. A few elderly men playing chess in the pavilion glanced over, shook their heads, clearly puzzled by the tempers of today's young people, who would start a fight at the slightest provocation.

With a series of sharp, cracking blows, Jin Wuyai's cheeks swelled up, purplish-red bruises appearing beneath his skin, his mouth torn, blood dripping down his chin and staining his clothes. His lips trembled, his teeth loosened, his mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood, even his breath carried a rusty, metallic stench.

As soon as Yan Yue let go, he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, his legs weak and unable to support his body. His hands trembled uncontrollably, his fingertips spasming, wanting to cover his face but too painful to touch it. His pupils dilated slightly from the intense pain, his gaze blank, as if he hadn't yet recovered from the series of slaps.

He tried to speak, but opening his mouth aggravated his wounds, allowing only muffled whimpers, like a trapped beast being choked. His eyes were a mixture of anger and fear, but even more so, an incredulous sense of humiliation—he, the dignified young master of the Jin family, had been slapped mercilessly in public!

The scattered drops of blood on the ground, along with his disheveled hair and crooked collar, created an extremely wretched scene.

Chen Xiao slowly stood up from the chair, his slender fingers lightly patting his cuffs as if merely brushing away a tiny speck of dust. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, but his eyes were as deep and unfathomable as a cold pool, filled with condescending disdain.

He slowly approached Jin Wuyai, the sound of his leather shoes on the marble floor clearly audible, each step seeming to pound on the other's taut nerves. His gaze was like a knife, piercing directly at the limp Jin Wuyai, devoid of anger or emotion, only an almost languid mockery.

His voice was calm and unhurried, yet every word was like an ice pick piercing the bone: "Go back and tell Jin Fu that the person who hit you is named Chen Xiao. Tell him to come and settle accounts with me, including that 150 million."

When he mentioned "150 million," he leaned forward slightly and added with a half-smile, "If he doesn't come, I'll visit him in person." His voice trailed off as if he were talking about a trivial date.

After saying his last sentence, he turned around and looked at the other young men with blond hair, "Three minutes, and you all get out of here with him. If you're a second late, he'll be your role model."

He brought Xiangjun here for sightseeing, and they ran into them as soon as they entered. Naturally, he told them to get lost and then showed Xiangjun and Hanxue around.

Upon hearing Chen Xiao's words, the group of young men with blond hair turned deathly pale, their pupils constricting like prey being stalked by a wild beast. They exchanged glances, seeing fear and panic in each other's eyes, and their breathing became rapid.

Two of them frantically lifted the limp Jin Wuyai, their arms trembling, almost causing him to fall again. The group scrambled towards the park entrance, one of them tripping over the cobblestones and hitting his knee hard on the ground, but he didn't even cry out in pain, getting up and continuing to run.

They practically dragged Jin Wuyai away, and he lost one of his shoes, but no one dared to turn back to pick it up.

These spoiled brats had never seen such a ruthless person as Chen Xiao before. With such powerful female bodyguards, he beat Jin Wuyai up like that, and he could still laugh it off. This kind of person is too terrifying. Let the Jin family fight with him like gods. They can't afford to mess with him.

The poor thing was that they had ridden there, and no one cared about Jin Wuya's bicycle, fearing that if they didn't leave within 3 minutes, Chen Xiaozhen would punish them.

Upon arriving at the entrance, I saw a stretched Rolls-Royce Phantom parked outside, flanked by two Mercedes-Benz GLSs, one in front and one behind.

At this moment, Zhou Xiaomei and Tang Tang got out of the Mercedes-Benz GLS in the back. When they saw the two women, their eyes narrowed. It turned out that this convoy belonged to that young man. It seemed that his identity was not simple either.

Chen Xiao? I've never heard of him.

In Jiangzhou, those who know Chen Xiao are basically big shots; these spoiled brats are not qualified to know about these things.

At the headquarters of Shanyun Automotive Group, Jin Fu looked at Jin Wuxian across from him. "Your younger brother is back from abroad. What kind of job do you think we should give him? This kid has never suffered any hardship in his life."

Jin Wuxian glanced at the old man. What did he mean by saying that he had never suffered since childhood? Did he mean that it was best not to choose such a hard job for him now, because he couldn't handle the hardship? Then why was he able to endure hardship back then? He wasn't raised by a stepmother.

Pretending not to know, he said, "Well, I didn't suffer when I was young, so it's time for me to get some experience. I think I can arrange for me to work in a factory or workshop and get to know the workers first."

He was about to say more when he saw Jin Fu's expression change, so he immediately stopped.

"Jin Wuxian, what do you mean? Are you afraid your brother will take your place, afraid I'll let him succeed you in the future? Are you going to send him away now?"

"No, no, you have to endure hardship to become a superior person. Look at Chen Xiao, he started as a salesman and now he's so successful. I want to raise my younger brother to follow Chen Xiao's path. Think about it, if your youngest son achieves what Chen Xiao has, wouldn't that be a good thing?"

Jin Fu pondered, and it was indeed true. Although Chen Xiao didn't give him any face and didn't know how to respect his seniors or superiors, it had to be said that the guy was truly impressive. For a salesman to rise to that position at Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group, where even Feng Feifei treated him with deference, was truly remarkable.

If Jin Wuyai could achieve what he did, I would be satisfied. With my two sons, one in charge of overall management and the other a master of market operations, the future of Shanyun Auto would be promising and very bright.

hum~
The phone rang, and Jin Fu picked it up and laughed, "Speaking of your brother, he called. That kid's not bad. He went cycling with a bunch of other guys, but he still remembered to call me."

Jin Wuxian snorted twice, thinking that the old man was really biased.

The call connected, and Jin Fu's expression immediately softened. "Wu Ya."

Just then, a sobbing sound came from the other side. Jin Fu's heart clenched and jumped into his throat. He shouted, "Wu Ya, what's wrong with you? Why can't you speak clearly?"

Jin Wuyai's mouth was swollen as if he had a sausage in his mouth. When he heard Jin Fu call out "Wuyai", he immediately realized that he was now toothless. Overwhelmed with grief, he burst into tears.

"Wuya, Wuya, don't worry, tell your father what's wrong." Jin Wuxian also stood up nervously. He may be vying for favor, but this was, after all, his own younger brother.

But apart from the sobbing and the surrounding noise on the other end of the phone, Kim Bok and Kim Moo-hyun could hear nothing else.

After he shouted for a while, another young voice came from the other end: "Hello, Uncle, I am Wuya's friend. Wuya was beaten up and is now in the dental department of the First People's Hospital. He has lost all his teeth."

Jin Fu's mind went blank. He grabbed the edge of the table, his knuckles turning white from the force. He felt as if all his strength had been drained away, his knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

His chest heaved violently, and his breathing became heavy and erratic, as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart, almost suffocating him.

"What...what did you say?!" His voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, trembling with disbelief.

My hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably, and I almost dropped it.

Jin Wuxian held his breath, not daring to even exhale, as if the air had frozen.

"What are you standing there for? Arrange a car and get to the First People's Hospital right now."

Having run countless red lights along the way, when Jin Fu saw Jin Wuya's miserable state, his lips trembled slightly, his face turned from red to white, and finally turned ashen, with fine beads of cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

With a pained expression, she said, "Wuya, I swear, no matter who the other party is, I will make him pay a heavy price." (End of Chapter)