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

what the hell!

Jin Fu and Jin Wuxian really couldn't understand it. No matter how powerful Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group was, they wouldn't provide Chen Xiao with an office of more than 2000 square meters.

There's only one possibility: that guy has another identity. As for what that identity is, they looked around, but unfortunately there were no signs on the top floor.

Suddenly, the sound of high heels clicking could be heard from inside. The group looked over and were both stunned. What a beautiful and charismatic woman!

She wore a jet-black haute couture gown, its clean lines accentuating her tall and slender figure. The neckline was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her delicate collarbone, understated yet sharp. A Patek Philippe classic watch adorned her wrist, devoid of any other embellishments, exuding an aura of elite sophistication.

Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled, with slightly upturned corners, exuding a captivating yet sharp charm. A faint curve played at the corners of her lips, and her gaze was piercing, seemingly able to see right through people, yet carrying a perfectly measured air of aloofness.

The moment she appeared, the air seemed to freeze, even the background noise became a distant hum, and everyone's eyes were unconsciously focused on her.

Faced with Jin Fu and his accomplice's arrogant behavior, Ma Jing quickly stepped forward and greeted them, "Hello, President Xu!"

The beautiful woman nodded, slightly raising her eyes to scan the crowd, her voice cool and clear: "Ma Jing, go in." These few words made Jin Fu and Jin Wuxian instinctively hold their breath.

After she walked towards her office, Jin Wuxian couldn't help but ask, "Ma Jing, who's that?"

"We called them here today, they'll definitely find out Chen Xiao's true identity," Ma Jing said calmly. "He's General Manager Xu from Junxiao Group."

Junxiao Group? Mr. Xu? Which Mr. Xu?
Jin Wuxian and Jin Fu's breathing became rapid. The four words "Junxiao Group" felt like a mountain pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe. They quickly asked Ma Jing.

"Of course it's CEO Xu of Junxiao Group!"

Kim Moo-hyun's mouth opened unconsciously, his eyes widened, his cheek muscles stiffened, and his entire face was filled with disbelief. Kim Bok's originally gloomy face froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, his eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Their chests heaved violently, their throats tightened as if someone were choking them, and after a long while they managed to squeeze out a few breaths: "The...CEO of Junxiao Group?!"

Jin Wuxian's voice suddenly rose, his tone splitting at the end: "How could she be here?!"

Ma Jing laughed and said, "That's a funny question. This is the headquarters of Junxiao Group. This entire floor is the office area for President Chen and President Xu. Where else would she be if not here?"

Jin Fu forced out the words through gritted teeth: "Jun Xiao... Headquarters? President Chen?!" Each word was uttered with difficulty, as if he had swallowed a razor blade.

Jin Wuxian's chest heaved violently, his Adam's apple bobbing several times but no sound came out, finally fading into a breathy whisper: "It's over..."

They're not stupid, they just never thought of it this way. Ma Jing had previously said this entire floor was Chen Xiao's office, and now she's saying this is Junxiao Group's headquarters, with the top floor being the office area for President Chen and President Xu. Who is President Chen? What's his status? Do we even need to guess?

Both father and son saw "great terror" in each other's eyes.

After the arrogant and domineering "salesman" Chen Xiao and the domineering boss of Junxiao Group, President Chen, merged into one, they suddenly didn't know how to face Chen Xiao today.

To demand an explanation? Would Jin Fu still dare?

Yesterday he was furious and claimed that Chen Xiao would pay the price because he felt that the Jin family's power far surpassed Chen Xiao's. Although he knew that it was his son who spoke rudely to Zhao Xiangjun, he felt that his son was precious and that teasing him a bit would not cause any harm.

Moreover, even if Chen Xiao had slapped Jin Wuyai twice, he wouldn't have been this angry. He beat Jin Wuyai into "Jin Wuya," a humiliation that the Jin family could not accept.

But now——

Chen Xiao was actually the boss of Junxiao Group, the company that controlled trillions of yuan in assets. Jin Fu, a well-known figure in Jiangzhou, knew the significance of Junxiao Group to Hanjiang and Jiangzhou. What was Jin Fu, what was Shanyun Auto? They were nothing compared to him.

Then a question suddenly came to mind: "Junxiao", "Xiao" is Chen Xiao's "Xiao"; isn't "Jun" the same as Zhao Xiangjun's "Jun"?
Jin Wuyai dared to speak rudely to the boss's wife of Junxiao Group, he deserved to die! His mentality immediately changed. At this moment, even with a knife to his throat, he wouldn't dare to confront Chen Xiao.

"Come on, what are you all standing there for?"

Ma Jing turned to look at the father and son. One was the boss of a listed company, and he looked so dull-witted.

Jin Fu was startled, then scolded Jin Wuxian, "What are you standing there for? Don't keep President Chen waiting." He then said to Ma Jing, "Assistant Ma, please lead the way, thank you, thank you!"

He scoffed dismissively. This old man's face changed so quickly; he wondered if he used to sing Sichuan opera.

Ma Jing watched as the father and son, who looked like frightened birds, walked towards Chen Xiao's office, their little leather shoes tapping on the floor.

"Please come in, gentlemen."

The nearly 300-square-meter office features an open-plan design with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. Sunlight streams in through smart dimming glass, creating a bright yet gentle ambiance. The floor is paved with imported Italian natural marble, its texture resembling an ink wash painting, making every step feel like walking on clouds.

A set of Hermès custom-made leather sofas are arranged in an arc, with a coffee table carved from a single piece of ebony wood in the center. The surface is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, creating a soft yet dazzling light.

A 5-meter-long mahogany desk with gold-plated corners and a bare surface except for a limited-edition Montblanc fountain pen and a jade paperweight, showcasing a minimalist aesthetic of power.

When Jin Wuxian and Jin Fu saw this office for the first time, they both gasped. His office at Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group was already quite luxurious, but compared to this, it was like comparing a thatched hut to a grand villa. As for Jin Fu's office, Jin Wuxian suddenly thought it was probably more like a toilet.

Chen Xiao leaned back lazily on the sofa, his long legs crossed, toying with a blue-and-white porcelain teacup in his hand. The fragrant tea accentuated his handsome features, making him appear both exquisite and unfathomable. A faint smile played on his lips, his eyes indifferent, as if he were watching a preordained drama unfold, even his glances seeming condescending.

He didn't say a word, but the Jin family father and son felt immense pressure. Jin Fu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his lips twitched slightly, and his eyes darted around anxiously, trying to find a flaw in Chen Xiao's face, but he only saw an unfathomable calm.

An oppressive stillness: only the ticking of an antique clock and the faint sound of tea flowing, every second felt like an eternity.

Finally, Chen Xiao smiled and pointed to the sofa opposite him: "Sit down."

The Jin family father and son felt as if they had been granted a pardon. The silence they had just endured was the most oppressive. The two sat down on the sofa opposite Chen Xiao, and no one poured them tea. This treatment was even worse than when they were at Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group.

"I heard that President Jin came to confront me?"

Chen Xiao asked casually, causing Jin Fu's body to tense up suddenly. He quickly replied, "No, no, I came here today to apologize on behalf of my unfilial son, and also to thank President Chen for teaching him a lesson. This child has been spoiled and pampered since he was a child. Thanks to President Chen for taking action this time, he has been taught a proper manners."

Jin Wuxian thought to himself, "The old man can talk a good game even better than me. Didn't he used to say that he only had a bad temper and never knew what compromise was? Isn't he quite adaptable? No wonder people say 'An old man in the family is a treasure.' He's a treasure trove of a man. I, his own son, haven't been able to tap into his full potential."

Hearing Jin Fu say this, Chen Xiao turned to Jin Wuxian and said, "Xiao Jin, this seems different from what you told me in your previous messages. Didn't you say that President Jin was angry and I should bear with it? President Jin is clearly so kind and approachable, why are you talking about him like this behind his back?"

Holy crap—I really regret ever knowing you.

Jin Wuxian's face turned bright red. This Chen Xiao was a real expert at scheming. He was afraid that Chen Xiao and Jin Fu would get into a fight on the way, which would affect the cooperation between the two families. Since he couldn't persuade Jin Fu, he sent a message to Chen Xiao to lay the groundwork and prevent the two from fighting each other.

Little did they know this guy was the boss of Junxiao Group, little did they know Jin Fu would cower in fear so quickly, and even less did they know Chen Xiao would betray them right to their faces.

Sure enough, Jin Fu glanced at Jin Wuxian with a livid face, making him feel uneasy. Then Jin Fu said again, "President Chen, you are right. Jin Wuxian is talking nonsense."

Chen Xiao nodded. "Yes, he's just a kid, he doesn't know any better. We'll educate him properly when we get back."

"Holy crap!" Jin Wuxian's eyes widened. If he didn't know this guy was the boss of Junxiao Group, Jin Wuxian would have jumped up and punched him. He was actually older than him, so how did he become a child?

Chen Xiao continued, "President Jin, please don't be so polite. Jin Wuyai is lucky to have met me. If it were someone else, I wouldn't have had the patience to teach him a lesson."

Jin Fu's facial muscles twitched, but he endured it. He'd already said thank you, so what's a little more? He'd just have to bear it a little longer.

"By the way, Mr. Jin. Your youngest son broke a bracelet yesterday, which was supposed to be worth 150 million. I've agreed to pay for it, and Ziqian will transfer the money to you later."

Zhang Ziqian is now Chen Xiao's chief steward, with no less than 10 billion yuan in funds, and she's in charge of all his daily expenses. Jin Fu and Jin Wuxian glanced at the strikingly beautiful woman sitting next to Chen Xiao. They quickly said, "Mr. Chen, no need, no need. That bracelet was broken by my good-for-nothing son of his, who even tried to extort money from your friend. I'll definitely break his legs when I get back."

Chen Xiao laughed, "Ma Jing, why didn't you pour water for President Jin and Xiao Jin?" Ma Jing then leisurely took two cups and poured tea for them, saying, "I overlooked it. I remember they don't drink tea. Last time at Dr. Feng's Robotics Industrial Park, they didn't drink tea either."

Jin Fu hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes. Ma Zhu is right, neither Jin Wuxian nor I really like drinking tea."

"Oh, really?"

Chen Xiao drawled out his words, and as Jin Fu nodded, he turned to Jin Wuxian and said, "Then you're really a scoundrel. When we first met, you said that Chairman Jin loved drinking tea, and especially green tea. Was my understanding of 'green tea' wrong?"

Holy crap, Jin Wuxian is almost in despair. Chen Xiao is driving him to his death. What did I ever do to you? When the old man was about to cause trouble for you, I was still thinking about putting out the fire.

However, he dared not speak out against his anger and could only lower his head and drink his tea. Recalling when he first met Chen Xiao, he even wanted to take him on as a follower. He thought to himself, "I'm really awesome. If word got out, I'd be a legend."

Then he said to Ma Jing, "Well, even though President Jin is going to break Jin Wuya's leg, I still care about him. Have someone buy him a big box of AD calcium milk later so he can take some to supplement his diet. This is my way of showing my appreciation to the younger generation."

Jin Fu's lips twitched uncontrollably, as if he had been slapped across the face. His eyelids twitched violently, and his eyes were filled with shame, anger, and rage, yet he suppressed them fiercely, daring not to lash out.

"Oh, by the way, see if you have any aged ones. Wine is always better when it's aged, and milk should be the same, right? I don't know much about it, but that should be the case, Mr. Jin, what do you think?"

Jin Fu's fingernails dug deep into his flesh, his knuckles turning white from the force, yet he felt no pain whatsoever. "Yes, Mr. Chen, you're right."

Jin Wuxian felt a chill run down his spine. How could Chen Xiao be so twisted, blatantly calling a deer a horse? The old man was such a coward. If he had known it would turn out like this, why did he come here? Was he just looking for an insult?

Ma Jing almost burst out laughing. Expired milk is expired milk, but "aged good milk"? Jin Wuyai is going to make him suffer.

"Hey, Mr. Jin, don't be so polite. I think Jin Wuyai is a good person at heart, but as you said, he hasn't been properly educated. Don't worry, I'll teach him a lesson every time I run into him in the future."

"Ah—thank you, Mr. Chen. I thank you on behalf of Wuya." A bead of sweat slid down his temple, leaving a dark stain on the collar of his custom-made suit.

Damn it, when we get back we'll have to send Wuya abroad again. Who knows when he'll run into Chen Xiao again in China, and who knows which part of his body he'll lose next.

"You're welcome. We're partners, after all. By the way, I heard that FlashCloud Automotive has been doing well in the market recently after installing the Junxing Intelligent Solution?"

Chen Xiao smiled as he looked at the father and son, but Jin Wuxian always felt that this guy was up to no good.

Jin Fu nodded. "Thanks to you, and with the support of Junxing Intelligent Solutions, we've made up for our shortcomings in intelligent technology. Sales have indeed been good recently, all thanks to your support."

Jin Wuxian glanced at the old man—"Disgusting, fucking disgusting. Where's your temper? Where's your unyielding spirit and your unwavering composure?"

"Okay, not long ago Junxing Intelligent R&D Center announced an annual investment of 1000 billion yuan to develop its own computing chips. As a user of Junxing Intelligent's solutions, Shanyun Auto should also benefit from this."

Jin Fu suddenly felt somewhat dazed. Despite being a listed company, Shanyun Auto's current market value was less than 200 billion yuan, and its net assets were even more pitiful. 1000 billion yuan was an astronomical figure for him, but it was merely a special research and development fund for a single research project of a research institution under Junxiao Group.

The gap between them filled him with despair. Facing someone like Chen Xiao, it wasn't that he didn't want to lose his temper; in the face of such absolute strength, he simply couldn't muster any courage to resist.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the teacup, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force. Some time had passed, but he seemed to still be processing the shock of that astronomical figure.

"President Chen has great courage and strength. This declaration has made the Chinese people look at Junxing Intelligent R&D Center with new eyes, and indirectly has driven all the car companies that cooperate with Junxing Intelligent R&D Center."

If we're talking about all of them, then it really only includes FlashCloud Auto, because apart from FlashCloud being a partner, Junxing Auto is essentially using its own products.

Chen Xiao smiled and said, "That's good. I invest 1000 billion every year, so the financial pressure is not small. If you purchase Junxing Intelligent's complete solution again later, I won't be able to give you a discount. The price will have to be raised to 5 per set. Is that alright?"

Jin Fu's face instantly darkened, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. His previously calm expression was distorted by the sudden news of the price increase. His pupils contracted sharply, and a flash of disbelief and anger crossed his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by suppressed forbearance.

Adding 10,000 yuan to the price of one set, based on Shanyun Auto's annual production of 300,000 vehicles, means losing 3 billion yuan. He knew this was Chen Xiao's punishment for him, and what would happen if he didn't accept.

Jin Fu pondered this question and soon had an answer—if he didn't accept it, Shanyun Auto would lose the support of Junxing Intelligent Solution, which would be unacceptable to consumers who had become accustomed to this intelligent solution system. This would inevitably lead to a large loss of customers and cause the hard-won recovery in car sales to decline again.

Moreover, he knows Chen Xiao well; his words are not to be refuted, otherwise he will face even more severe sanctions or punishments.

A wise person knows when to yield. Since it's not Jin Fu's money that's being lost, all the shareholders will foot the bill. As soon as this thought came to mind, he immediately replied, "President Chen, that's only right. After all, the R&D costs at Junxing Intelligent's R&D center are very high. We completely accept this price."

Chen Xiao glanced at him, surprised that the old man was quite pragmatic. Just as Jin Fu had thought, if he couldn't satisfy Chen Xiao today, Chen Xiao would definitely make him unrecognizable.

Now that he was kneeling down to admit his guilt, Chen Xiao's anger subsided considerably. "Alright, that's settled then. I won't keep you for lunch. Ma Jing, have someone deliver the aged milk I bought for Wuya's nephew to President Jin and the others in their car."

Ma Jing nodded, "It's already been arranged, but the years aren't long enough, only 3 years. I hope President Jin won't mind."

"." Jin Fu's smile was more like a grimace. He'd rather give his son melamine than drink three years' worth of good, aged milk.

After getting into the car, Jin Wuxian was about to start the vehicle when he suddenly felt a sharp pain on the back of his head, accompanied by a loud slap. It was Jin Fu who had slapped him.

Just as he was about to ask the old man why he was hitting him, Jin Fu slapped him again, yelling as he hit him, "I told you not to tip me off, I told you not to say I like green tea, I'm going to beat you to death today, you traitorous beast."

Damn it, Jin Wuxian didn't dare to dodge. Chen Xiao had tricked him for two days in a row, and now it was finally time to reap the rewards. Seeing Jin Fu getting more and more into the fight, Jin Wuxian couldn't help but shout, "Dad, why don't you let me go abroad too? I'm going to be tricked to death by Chen Xiao in China."

Jin Fu stopped, thinking about his youngest son who had just returned to China and was about to be sent back abroad. After that, only his eldest son would be left in China. If he got hurt, who would he rely on when he got old?

He sighed, "Drive!" He could only accept his fate; Jin Wuyai was just unlucky to have run into Chen Xiao's line of fire.

The car stopped, and Jin Fu had only taken a few steps when Jin Wuxian reminded him, "Dad, should we give that 'aged milk powder' to Wuya—"

Jin Fu glared at him, "Are you stupid? How can you drink that? What if you get food poisoning?"

Jin Wuxian, however, said very calmly, "Food poisoning in the hospital is not a problem, but if Chen Xiao finds out that he didn't drink it, there could be other bad consequences."

Jin Fu's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyebrows unconsciously lowered, and the fierce look he had been giving his son suddenly became uncertain, as if some hidden worry had been touched.

He swallowed hard, his voice slightly hoarse: "You...you mean Chen Xiaohui..."

The rhythm of his chest rising and falling slowed noticeably, as if an invisible pressure was choking him. His jaw muscles bulged slightly, only to deflate and relax in the next second.

Jin Wuxian nodded. "If Chen Xiao knew we were outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant..." "Food poisoning can be treated, but offending that person might mean we won't even have a chance to be treated..."

Jin Fu gave a desolate smile. "You can carry it upstairs. Your brother will have some to drink in a bit."

Inside the ward, Jin Wuya's face was still swollen and red, and he could barely speak. He felt a surge of hatred for Chen Xiao.

{How dare you humiliate the Jin family like this! You're dead, you're dead! The old man said he'd make you pay a heavy price, and he will make you pay that price.}
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the ward. Jin Wuyai's eyes lit up. He knew that his father and brother had gone to settle accounts with Chen Xiao this morning and must have returned in triumph.

The ward door was pushed open, and sure enough, it was Jin Fu and Jin Wuxian who entered. Jin Wuya immediately asked Jin Fu, "Dad, did you slap Chen Xiao?"

Jin Fu's mouth twitched. "Slap him? You're just hoping I die sooner, aren't you?" He shook his head and sat down opposite Jin Wuyai.

Jin Wuyai was somewhat disappointed. "So you had him beaten up?"

"Hey, Wuya, violence is not the best way to solve problems. The best way to solve problems is through communication and exchange. That's how you resolve misunderstandings, understand?"

Jin Wuyai seemed to not recognize Jin Fu anymore, and almost blurted out, "What do you mean, 'I know your sister'? Who was it yesterday who kept saying Chen Xiao would pay double? Instead of avenging me, what were you doing this morning? Going to have tea with that guy?"
“Wuya, I’ve been thinking about it. After you’re discharged from the hospital this time, go abroad. Sales of our Shanyun Autos overseas are a key focus for the next stage of development. You can gradually get involved. This way, your brother can take care of the domestic market, and you can focus on overseas markets.”

Jin Wuyai felt a chill in his heart. Abroad? Wasn't that like being exiled? (End of Chapter)