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

Shocked, they became curious, and the elderly couple, having been away for a while, also missed their daughter, so they decided to come back.

Now that their daughter's career is thriving, the two naturally won't interfere too much in business matters, at most just getting a general idea of ​​the situation. Old Feng won't offer any guidance either; after all, the company he almost ruined was miraculously turned around by his daughter—how could he possibly give her advice?

They were no longer worried about their daughter's career, but since it was time for her to marry, they needed to be concerned about her lifelong happiness.

Feng Feifei was a rare beauty, and she turned down many so-called young talents introduced by Mr. Feng's relatives and friends by prioritizing her career over relationships.

Now that he's the chairman of a company worth hundreds of billions, Mr. Feng is worried that there are no men his daughter will be interested in anymore, which is a real headache for him.

In the past few days, I've been urging my daughter on the phone to put her career on hold for now, saying she's not getting any younger and it's time for her to find a boyfriend.

At first, Feng Feifei tried to brush it off, but after several days of relentless questioning from Mr. Feng, she couldn't take it anymore. Plus, she felt that there was nothing wrong with her relationship with Chen Xiao that she couldn't talk about.

The only thing she needed to explain to her family was a decision she made—she would absolutely not compete with Zhao Xiangjun if it didn't affect Chen Xiao and Zhao Xiangjun.

As a brilliant and intelligent female CEO, she knew that Zhao Xiangjun held an unparalleled position in Chen Xiao's heart. Of course, she also knew that Chen Xiao's feelings for her were very special, and she could feel his affection for her.

When Mr. Feng heard that his daughter was dating someone, he was worried that she was just going through the motions, and he also wanted to see which lucky guy had won her heart, so he asked to meet her boyfriend.

What a coincidence! I had to see Chen Xiao last time, and I have to see Chen Xiao again this time. Only last time it was Chen Xiao, the salesman, and this time it's Chen Xiao, the prospective son-in-law.

Feng Feifei didn't know if Chen Xiao was willing to meet her, so she hesitated for a long time.

*Smack!* Another crisp sound. This time, each of her buttocks received a hit, perfectly balanced.

“Is this so difficult? I should meet him too. Your father is just like mine. You set a time.”

After a while of tenderness, Chen Xiao let go of her, allowing her to tidy up her clothes and makeup, and she returned to her radiant and dazzling image as a female CEO.

"I'm going back now. You should get off work early too." After hugging and kissing him, Chen Xiao turned and left.

Xiao Cai's legs were aching from standing outside. If it weren't for Feng Lei watching her like a hawk, she would have gone back to her seat to rest. But she didn't dare. Who knew if that idiot Feng Lei would just go up and knock on the door?

Just when she was about to give up, the office door opened, and Xiao Cai and Feng Lei both beamed with joy. Then they saw Chen Xiaochun come out of the office with a radiant smile.

Upon seeing Chen Xiao, Feng Lei was stunned. Wasn't this the marketing department employee? He, a department employee, had come over to communicate with his cousin for more than three hours. His cousin, as the president, was acting far too disrespectfully.

Chen Xiao nodded to Xiao Cai, but ignored Feng Lei. It's normal that many relatives want to come and join Feng Feifei's company now that it's grown so large. Chen Xiao's own Junxiao Group doesn't object to this; on the one hand, they don't shy away from promoting relatives—if someone is truly capable, they'll definitely cultivate their own people.

If you're not capable, just take a sinecure and don't affect others. If you do affect the company or other colleagues, you definitely can't stay and will never be used again.

When I got back to the office, I realized that the system had sent me several messages while I was talking to Feng Feifei.

"Ding~ It has been detected that the host has received a business commission bonus of 6 million yuan from Dr. Feng Robotics Technology Group, and a dedication bonus of 600 million yuan. After the bonus, the monthly income will be 1149 billion yuan."

"Ding~ It has been detected that the host has received a business commission bonus of 3 million yuan from Zhifei Aerospace and a dedication bonus of 300 million yuan. After the bonus, the monthly income will be 1152 billion yuan."

Unbeknownst to him, he had amassed over 1000 billion yuan. Junxiao Group also had over 1000 billion yuan in its accounts and didn't need the money for the time being. With this money, Chen Xiao thought about whether he should buy some fixed assets for each of his women. He couldn't give them titles, but when it came to material possessions, Chen Xiao was never stingy.

Otherwise, if they followed someone with a net worth of hundreds of millions, but each of them could only spend their own salary, it would be rather stingy.

Just like Lin Ya, it would be good to let them invest in projects outside in their own names. These women are all senior executives in the company, and their vision and abilities are improving rapidly. Letting them do some more projects outside might just help the Chen family open up a new world.

In the future, when they have their own children, these businesses they own will be inherited by them and their descendants. Of course, they will also nurture outstanding children and provide them with more resources and support. Their share is an arrangement for their children and their maternal family.

After leaving Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group, Ma Jing dropped him off at Yunfeng Building. Chen Xiao went to pick up He Qing to go home together after get off work. As soon as he entered the company lobby, he saw Wang Ping heading towards He Qing's office. When she saw Chen Xiao, her eyes lit up and her joy was evident.

Seeing her made Chen Xiao want to laugh. He felt like he was a bit of a pervert, always bringing her along whenever he was with He Qing, which made her very anxious, but she just couldn't get any food.

Initially, Chen Xiao didn't like Wang Ping, thinking she was too materialistic. He only took her along because of He Qing. But as he got to know her better, and after hearing He Qing talk about her family's financial situation—how He Qing had helped her a lot during high school, otherwise Wang Ping wouldn't have been able to pay her tuition for several years of college—he changed his opinion of her. He realized that Wang Ping's materialism stemmed from her fear of poverty.

"President Chen—"

"Let's go to Mr. He's office."

Wang Ping was overjoyed. This was the first time Chen Xiao had invited her. She immediately followed him, walking beside him and half a step behind.

This young woman is becoming more and more alluring, her beauty rivaling He Qing's, and her fair skin always provides Chen Xiao with intense sensory stimulation.

Wearing a well-tailored light green long dress with a slightly open neckline that revealed a glimpse of her delicate collarbone, she exuded both competence and femininity. The dress hugged her waist and hip curves, outlining a perfect S-shaped figure, and the hemline stopped just above her knees, adding an elegant touch with a hint of subtle sexiness.

A pair of black pointed stilettos clicked crisply on the ground, making her calves appear even longer and straighter.

She walked beside Chen Xiao, a cool yet sweet fragrance wafting over. The top notes were the freshness of citrus, the middle notes the richness of rose, and the base notes the lingering sweetness of musk, making one's heart flutter.

Chen Xiao paused for a moment, then said, "Wang Ping, let's have 'Star Palace' make custom-made clothes for you too."

Wang Ping's pupils dilated slightly, her lips parted slightly, and she seemed to be paused for a moment, even her breathing stopped.

"Customized Star Palace? That's a privilege only his women have!" "Is he... implying something?"

Her heart pounded, like a swarm of butterflies fluttering in her chest, and even the tips of her ears felt like they were on fire. Her breathing was a little faster than usual, her chest rose and fell gently, and her pearl earrings swayed softly with her movements.

"Wang Ping, are you stupid? What are you standing there for?"

Chen Xiao walked to He Qing's door, turned around and looked at Wang Ping who was standing there in a daze. Couldn't this woman be nicer to her? Give her a smile and she'll act up.

"Ah—okay, it's coming, it's coming!"

He Qing's secretary opened the door for her, and Chen Xiao led Wang Ping inside. He Qing was working at her desk when she saw the two of them come in. "Please have a seat first. I'll finish reviewing these cases."

Knowing that Chen Xiao had come to pick her up to return to Xishan Linyu, she decided to finish her work for the day before leaving, which was her work habit.

Wang Ping felt a little regretful. Chen Xiao had come so late today, so she missed the chance to receive his favor again. She glanced at He Qing, who was enjoying his pleasures alone every day, and sighed—she always ate her fill, no, she should be said to have eaten too much.

"Wang Ping, come back to Xishan Linyu with us today—"

"Ah—" Wang Ping stood up abruptly, startling Chen Xiao, who immediately scolded, "What are you doing? Why are you making such a fuss? I won't force you if you don't want to go."

"Yes, yes, I'm willing!" The voice grew louder and louder, and the last syllable even sounded strained, as if afraid the other person would change their mind.

She repeated it three times, looking like she was about to cry. She even tried to reach out and pull Chen Xiao's sleeve but pulled back, ultimately only daring to clutch her own clothes and rub them repeatedly.

"Make tea—", Chen Xiao commanded.

He Qing smiled and looked at the two of them. Wang Ping's appearance confirmed her role as a palace maid. The way the two of them interacted seemed to have become fixed and difficult to change.

Meanwhile, in the president's office of Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group, Feng Lei sat in front of Feng Feifei, barely daring to breathe.

Despite his boasting about how powerful his Feng family business is, he knows in his heart that his cousin is the true queen of the company, and the only one who can influence him is probably his uncle.

Actually, he didn't know that Old Feng wouldn't influence Feng Feifei now. His daughter had run the business so well, why should he worry about it? What right did he have to worry about it? Would he use his own failed experiences to guide his daughter?
"I'll give you 10 minutes. What is it? Keep it short. I have a lot of work to do."

Feng Feifei's expression was cold; she wasn't particularly fond of her cousin, whom her father had called to inquire about.

10 minutes? What can you do with that? But Feng Feifei didn't give him a chance to argue. She glanced at her watch and had already started the timer.

"I have two issues. First, your financial procedures have major loopholes. You paid 50 million yuan for goods based solely on an electronic contract, which poses a significant financial risk. Furthermore, the payment should normally be made in 3-3-4 installments: 30% upfront, another 30% at certain milestones, and the final 40% three months after acceptance. If there are quality issues, the remaining 40% will be deducted. Second, your salesperson bonus application process is absurd. A salesperson named Chen Xiao filled out a form and received 6 million yuan from the finance department. Mr. Feng, I think you should investigate this thoroughly. I suspect there's something fishy going on between Chen Xiao and the finance department."

He didn't notice that Feng Feifei's incredibly beautiful face was now frozen with cold, while Feng Lei continued to talk incessantly.

"Moreover, what kind of business can earn a 600 million bonus? This is outrageous. There should be a cap on bonuses. A salesperson earning a 600 million bonus is truly unprecedented in the world."

Feng Feifei's originally elegant and composed face instantly turned as cold as ice. Her fair cheeks tightened, her eyebrows were lowered like knives, her eyes were filled with a cold light, and her lips were pressed into a sharp line. Her whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Her once gentle almond-shaped eyes were now sharp as a hawk's, exuding undisguised pressure and warning.

The Patek Philippe watch made a crisp "click" as it touched the solid wood tabletop, a sound that was particularly jarring in the deathly silent office.

Feng Lei was startled and looked at his cousin.

Her expression was cold as she said indifferently, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"Ah—no, no, I just saw the problem and came to remind you."

Feng Feifei tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, a cold smile curving her lips: "A reminder?"

"And let me remind you, if I hear that kind of talk again, you'll know what real financial risk is. Anything else? I need to get back to work."

Feng Lei paused, realizing his cousin was being foolish; she had completely overlooked something so important.

"There's one more thing. I feel that since you've built such a large company, as your blood-related brother, I should do my part for your business. Li Hui wants me to be a junior salesperson, but it's hard to achieve much in that position. I think it's more appropriate for me to help you manage some things. Oh, and also, as a member of the Feng family, the poor office environment is a disgrace to the Feng family. I think Ma Jing's office is quite nice; I want that office."

After speaking, he glanced at Feng Feifei and found her staring at him coldly, her shoulders taut and her breathing deliberately light, as if suppressing some emotion that was about to erupt.

Feng Lei quickly swallowed the rest of his words and quietly looked at Feng Feifei, waiting for her to make a decision.

"If you want to come work for the company, you'll start as a salesperson, and you won't get any special treatment. I've already asked Li Hui to treat you the same as everyone else."

If you don't want to come, you don't have to. As for the office, someone of your level isn't entitled to a private office in the company. Okay, you can leave now. Whether you stay or go is your decision.

From now on, don't come here unless it's absolutely necessary. Your direct superior is Yuan Kai, and at most, it ends with Li Hui.

Feng Lei's face instantly turned deathly pale, his pupils dilated slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, as if he had been slapped hard across the face. His eyebrows lowered, and a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes, which was quickly replaced by frustration and resentment.

He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse: "I... understand."

He stumbled as he turned, nearly hitting the doorframe, and only after regaining his balance did he stiffly leave. Before coming, he had thought about arguing with his cousin, but only after sitting in front of her did he realize how much pressure he was under. A cold look from Feng Feifei made him feel like a mountain was pressing down on him.
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Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Chen Xiao and He Qing chatted and laughed. Wang Ping, sitting in the front row, was extremely envious. Why did He Qing act like a little wife in front of Chen Xiao? The two of them had the feeling of a sweet young couple or newlyweds.

But she couldn't do that; the moment she saw Chen Xiao, she couldn't help but put herself into the role of a little maid.

As the car drove along, nearing Xishan Linyu, Chen Xiao noticed that Wang Ping was staring out the window, seemingly looking at something. As the car moved forward, she even turned around to look.

Out of curiosity, I glanced out the window and was speechless. It turned out to be an advertisement for a prime shop for sale.

[Rare Prime Location Shops - Limited Global Release] - Seize the high ground of wealth and enjoy eternal commercial value!
"Wang Ping, are you looking at that advertisement for a prime shop for sale?"

Chen Xiao's question startled Wang Ping from her reverie. She seemed flustered and embarrassed, but finally hummed in response.

"What, thinking of investing in a shop?"

This kind of investment is really worthless to Chen Xiao, but many people still have the idea that one shop can support three generations. Little do they know that in the current market, if you take out a loan to buy a shop, you really can have to pay off three generations with one shop.

However, some large residential communities have decent retail spaces, such as the five shops He Qing bought outside Jindi Xiushan Yin, which have considerable investment returns and can be rented out after 10 years.

"No, no, I don't have the money to invest in that."

Wang Ping's flustered explanation made Chen Xiao laugh. She was practically half his woman, so how could she not afford to invest in a shop?

Without saying much, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Zhang Ziqian. After the message was sent, the car arrived at the villa.

The next afternoon, Wang Ping was on the phone with Li Shanshan, who asked them to go out.

Last time on the yacht, I already told Li Shanshan everything about He Qing's relationship with Chen Xiao. Knowing that her high school classmate had become the boss's wife of Junxiao Group, Li Shanshan would be a fool not to try and latch onto her.

However, she was more familiar with Wang Ping than with He Qing, and given He Qing's current status, she always contacted Wang Ping instead.

Li Shanshan had 20 yuan in savings and originally planned to buy a car for commuting, since her commute was to the dock, which involved some travel. However, after learning about He Qing and Wang Ping's identities, she had a new idea.

She was initially hesitant to buy a house in Jiangzhou due to concerns about job insecurity, but now that she's certain her income will only increase as long as she maintains a good relationship with He Qing, she's considering buying a house in Jiangzhou. With her monthly salary of 6 yuan, paying the mortgage is more than enough.

The only problem is that she can't buy a really nice house. She's had the real estate agent contact quite a few properties these past few days, and she's planning to take a look today. She thinks Wang Ping is worldly-wise and could help her decide what to do.

The apartment Li Shanshan was looking at was a basic-needs-needs property. Her complex was the only one with commercial housing, while the surrounding large complexes were all resettlement housing, and there were also some factories. The residents here were generally of a lower social class, so the prices were also cheaper, at only 12,000 yuan per square meter.

The real estate agent recommended a small three-bedroom apartment of 96 square meters to Li Shanshan. Li Shanshan mainly felt that such an apartment would be easier to resell after she moved out. Besides, this apartment was just a temporary measure; she planned to upgrade to a larger one in a few years once she had more money. With her current monthly income of 6 yuan, that day wouldn't be too far off.

Wang Ping drove her Porsche with Li Shanshan to her target residential community, Hengsheng Garden.

As the car passed by the resettlement housing area, it was as if a city had been rebuilt, with densely packed resettlement communities. This area alone probably housed tens of thousands of people.

"Pingping, look—"

Following the direction Li Shanshan pointed, Wang Ping was immediately annoyed. Why was she being shown this? Yesterday, Chen Xiao had said a few words to her because she was looking at shops for sale, and now she was being shown this again.

“Pingping, you said that with so many people moving in here in the future, this commercial street should be quite bustling. If we bought a shop here and became landlords, collecting more than ten thousand yuan in rent every month would seem like a pretty good deal.”

Wang Ping nodded in agreement. Although she was not short of money now, being a landlady was probably her biggest dream. She saw the prime shop for sale yesterday because it reminded her of her dream.

Maybe after I make some money, I can come here to fulfill my dream. The advertisement says it starts at 2 yuan per square meter. A small shop here is probably 60-80 square meters, which would only cost a little over 100 million yuan. She could buy a crab hotpot shop with a few months' worth of savings.

Yes, buy a storefront and a house, bring my parents over, and open a small general store at the entrance of the community. That way, they'll have something to do and won't be bored.

"Hey, hey—Pingping, you're daydreaming."

He chuckled to himself. He had gotten quite involved in the matter that Li Shanshan had brought up, and he started the car again. But the idea of ​​buying a shop for his parents to start a business kept growing in his mind.

The real estate agent who helped Li Shanshan find a house was located near Huayu Commercial Street. While looking at the house, the group chatted about the future development of the area. The agent brought up Huayu Commercial Street, saying that it was in a great location, in the middle of several large communities. The commercial street was very well planned and organized, covering an area of ​​3.5 square meters. In the future, there would be a large supermarket, a community hospital, a kindergarten, and a primary school, which would boost the surrounding consumption.

Kindergartens and primary schools obviously wouldn't use this shop, nor would the community hospital. After hearing the agent's explanation, Wang Ping and Li Shanshan were even more interested. Li Shanshan sighed, "It's a pity we're short on cash, otherwise I really wanted to buy one and be a landlady, that would be quite fun."

This shop is destined to be out of their reach; by the time they've saved enough money, it will probably be sold out long ago.

Li Shanshan was very satisfied with the house and the price was acceptable, so she asked the agent to arrange for the landlord to sign the contract, make payment, and transfer the property. As the group came out of the house, Wang Ping's phone rang.

The call was from Zhang Ziqian. As they entered the elevator, Wang Ping answered the phone; she and Zhang Ziqian had become quite familiar with each other. No one dared to underestimate Chen Xiao's personal secretary; she was the woman who spent the most time with him.

"Wang Ping, are you at the company?"

Upon learning that she was out, Zhang Ziqian said, "Then come to Huayu Commercial Street, I'll send you my location." (End of Chapter)