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

"Little Chen, I really don't know what to give you."

Chen Xiao blurted out, "Send a beautiful woman!"

Mr. Feng's face froze instantly, even startling Feng Feifei. Why couldn't he look at people when he was joking?

“Uncle Feng, Feifei is the best gift you’ve ever given me; I don’t need anything else.”

Okay, so that's what he meant. I was terrified; he almost sent me to my death.

"Don't try to save money for me, my child. Besides, you don't earn money easily, so you should still save some."

Making money isn't easy for him. Is there anyone in this world who makes money more easily than Chen Xiao?

"It's not good to just keep your money in the bank; it makes you feel guilty. It's better to take it out and invest it."

Old Feng was a bit surprised. He originally thought Chen Xiao was someone with strong business skills but not much ambition. If he wasn't ambitious, would he go into investment? This felt so different from his impression of him.

"Haha, Xiao Chen, not bad, you do have ideas. So, how much money have you invested outside, and in which projects? Let me help you take a look. Let me tell you, don't think that just because Uncle Feng is retired now, he can be fooled. Back when Dr. Feng's robotics company was at its peak, it had tens of millions in output value a year. I've seen a lot of money before."

"Dad, don't drink water," Feng Feifei quickly stopped Old Feng as he was about to pick up his teacup again. She felt that Chen Xiao should either not answer or answer, otherwise Old Feng would choke again.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the water?"

Feng Feifei snatched his water glass away, saying, "Anyway, you can drink it later. Try to pay more attention when Chen Xiao is talking."

My daughter is confused. She always advises people to listen carefully, not to get distracted.

After seeing him put down his cup, Chen Xiao replied, "The total investment was over 7000 billion yuan, I think."

Ahem! Mr. Feng didn't drink any water, but he choked on his saliva. Why is Xiao Chen talking so nonsensically? He's always trying to shock people. Does he even know what 7000 billion means? How many companies in China have net assets exceeding 7000 billion?
I was just about to give him a piece of my mind, telling him to stop bragging and that young people should be more humble. This young Chen is great in every way—handsome, capable, and most importantly, his daughter likes him. All those are good points. The only problem is that he's a complete braggart, and what's worse, his boasts lack any real substance. If you said he'd invested hundreds of millions, we'd believe you.

You invest 7000 billion, but Dr. Feng Robotics Technology Group's net assets are only a few tens of billions. How much commission can you get? 7000 billion is more than you can print money every day.

At this moment, Chen Xiao was still speaking in a serious tone, "Mainly in the commercial real estate sector, the luxury hotel sector, the new energy vehicle sector, the capital investment sector, oh, and a large shopping mall sector."

Old Feng was stunned. This guy was bragging, and although it was ridiculous, the way he spoke made people want to believe him. Was this what they called charisma? Could being handsome increase one's charisma?

"In terms of capital investment, there are more than 800 companies in which we have direct equity participation or controlling stakes, with a total scale of more than 2 trillion yuan."

Old Feng rubbed his face and said, "Xiao Chen, I think you have a talent for writing short dramas. Let's discuss it later and see if we can write a script and make a short drama for fun."

A talent for screenwriting? It seems like she really does. Take Gao Xia's "He Who Came from the Sun" for example. She just changed one line of dialogue, added a scene, and did a product placement for Junxing Motors. The short drama became a hit, and I heard it has almost 10 billion views across the internet.

However, he knew that Lao Feng was always joking, because he felt that he was joking with him.

As Feng Feifei refilled the teacup, Chen Xiao picked up the blue-and-white porcelain cup and said with a faint smile, "Uncle Feng, I mean it."

Old Feng laughed heartily: "You, Chen, you're such a good conversationalist! Now I know why you're so good at business; that's how you make clients happy!"

Knowing he still didn't believe it, and that no normal person would believe such a thing, Chen Xiao smiled faintly. "They're the ones who always try to cheer me up when I'm doing business."

"See? See? I think Xiao Chen could go do stand-up comedy or stand-up comedy."

Chen Xiao glanced at Feng Feifei. The old man had formed a stereotype about him, and now he wouldn't believe the truth.

Feng Feifei snatched the tea from Old Feng's hand again, "Dad, let me tell you, calm yourself down first. I know you don't have high blood pressure and your heart is fine, so you should be able to handle it."

Mr. Feng was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "Feifei, you're not going to tell me that you're already pregnant with Chen Xiao's child, are you?"

Haha, Chen Xiao was amused by him. Feng Feifei angrily slapped Old Feng lightly, "Dad, what are you saying?" She had initially felt sorry for his repeated setbacks today, but now she felt he deserved it.

"Not this? Then what else could scare me? This old man has weathered more storms in his life than you've drunk tea."

Feng Feifei glared at him, not knowing what she was saying, but she also knew that her father had never been very reliable. From this perspective, he and Chen Xiao had a lot in common.

"Dad, what Chen Xiao just said is true, he's very rich—"

Old Feng interrupted her, saying, "No matter how rich you are, you can't be as rich as our family. We can't afford to invest that much money." He raised an eyebrow, a confident smile like an elder, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, exuding an air of composure that "young people are still too young."

This person doesn't let you finish what you've got at once. Feng Feifei decided to get straight to the point—"Dad, Chen Xiao is the boss of Junxiao Group."

Huh? Upon hearing "Junxiao Group," his pupils constricted sharply, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes froze, and his entire face seemed to be paused, even his breathing stopped for a second.

He knew about Junxiao Group. Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group had already been developing at a phenomenal pace, but then a peculiar company emerged in Jiangzhou: Junxiao Group. It went from nothing to a trillion-dollar conglomerate in just one year. With Junxiao as a shining example, Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group's development didn't seem so dazzling.

His pupils constricted sharply, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes froze, his entire face seemed to be paused, even his breathing stopped for a second. "He... is Jun Xiao's...?" The last syllable almost disappeared into the air, as if he were talking to himself.

Old Feng was almost driven to depression. Chen Xiao laughed and said, "Uncle Feng, it's the real deal."

The birdsong outside the window suddenly seemed particularly jarring; Old Feng could even hear the veins throbbing in his temples. He had been showing off the tea the boss of Junxiao Group had given him, offering to give him a car, and even offering him shares in the company.
No wonder they didn't like him. Old Feng blushed a little, reflecting on whether he had put on airs just now. Fortunately, he was always a kind and approachable person.

"President Chen!"

He scratched his head and said, "Uncle Feng, it's fine if you call me Xiao Chen."

The atmosphere was fine at first, but after learning Chen Xiao's identity, Old Feng became a little awkward. In the end, he decided not to have dinner. Chen Xiao would go to Feng Feifei's house in a few days and have dinner with her family. Old Feng needed to be given some time to process things.

Before leaving, Chen Xiao reiterated to Feng Feifei the plans to establish a global R&D center and expand the park to 2000 acres. He assured her to proceed with the project without worry, as he could provide financial support.

Putting everything else aside, just the extra money Feng Feifei earned from improving her own treatment is enough.
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Since Chen Xiao and Ma Jing went to Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group today, Zhang Ziqian, having nothing else to do, drove her Ferrari FUV home.

Unexpectedly, her cousin and her husband came again, but unlike their previous high spirits, this time they looked gloomy. When Zhang Ziqian arrived home, she saw her mother comforting them: "It's okay, if you lose your job, you can find another one. If you have the ability, why are you afraid of not finding a job?"

My cousin's husband, Zhang Bin, sighed: "Auntie, you don't know, the economic situation outside is not good right now. Many companies are laying off employees, and some are even cutting salaries by 30%. It's hard to find a job now. We're just unlucky. Our company was doing very well, and things were going great. Who knew this kind of problem would come up?"

Upon seeing Zhang Ziqian enter, the two of them quickly stood up: "Ziqian~!"

Last time we had dinner, we thought Zhang Ziqian was driving a Mi YU7, but later we found out it was actually a Ferrari FUV. We were both stunned. Ziqian's cousin was driving a super luxury car worth several million. Although we didn't ask her what she did, we knew she must have become rich.

The two of them lost their jobs this time, and although they said they were visiting their aunt, they actually wanted to see if Zhang Ziqian could help them out.

"What are you doing?!"

Zhang Ziqian could roughly guess the reason. The factory where they worked had been acquired by Gao Lei, who planned to make it an upstream supplier for Zhifei Aerospace and Junxing Motors. However, due to what happened some time ago, Chalan canceled its cooperation with Gaoda Electronics Technology Co., Ltd. Junxing Motors hadn't even signed a contract yet, so there was no need to terminate it.

Gao Lei's previous investments in so many projects were all in anticipation of a steady stream of orders from Zhifei Aerospace and Junxing Auto. Now that the orders are gone, all his investments have gone down the drain. He's currently facing a tight cash flow and has to start selling off factory buildings to recoup funds; it's uncertain how long he can hold on.

They only knew that Gao Lei wanted to sell the factory he had just acquired, but they didn't know the specific reasons. He had just been promoted to a junior manager, but now he not only lost his managerial position, but also his job.

The couple, who had originally planned to make a down payment on a house, now dared not buy it. Zhang Bin's car was bought with a loan, and he had to pay several thousand yuan every month, which was already putting immense pressure on him. Zhang Ziqian's mother was heartbroken by her niece's miserable state. She looked at her daughter several times, wanting to speak up, but ultimately held back. She was afraid that if she spoke up, her daughter would act beyond her means, which would affect her own life. She and Zhang Ziqian's father knew that Zhang Ziqian was working as an assistant to the boss of Junxiao Group, but they were unaware of the extent of this assistant's influence.

"Would you two like to go to Junxing Auto? Their factory is hiring. If you're willing, I can arrange for you to go there. The benefits will definitely be better than at your current factory. As a subsidiary of Junxiao Group, their employee benefits are among the best in the industry."

Zhang Bin and his companion were taken aback. Someone was unwilling? Of course they were! Did their little cousin have such influence? Did she also have connections with Junxing Motors?

Zhang Ziqian's parents kept her information very secret, afraid of causing trouble for their daughter, so they didn't know what she did.

She had originally planned to call Xu Gang, but then she thought that having a factory worker call the chairman of Junxing Motors would be disrespectful to the village chief. In the end, she called Xiao Yuting instead. It didn't matter to her, and Xiao Yuting was the executive director and vice president of Junxing Motors. Although it was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, Zhang Ziqian wouldn't know anyone at the lowest level anyway.

Zhang Bin and his companion listened as Zi Qian made a phone call to a woman named "Yu Ting," briefly explaining the situation and asking her to arrange for her cousin and cousin-in-law to work at the factory tightening screws. They also sent the couple's information to her via WeChat.

After hanging up the phone: "The factory manager of Super Factory No. 2 will contact you later, and you can go there to report for duty tomorrow."

"That simple?" Her cousin asked incredulously, "Your best friend is so capable, she can even get in touch with the factory manager?"

She hummed in agreement, not explaining Xiao Yuting's identity, as doing so would require explaining how she knew such a high-ranking person. Zhang Ziqian had mainly returned to discuss things with her parents; they were getting old and now only did odd jobs, which were hard work and didn't earn much money.

Chen Xiao asked Zhang Ziqian to find some investment projects for him and Ma Jing. She was thinking about whether her parents should quit their current jobs. If they were bored, they could take a key and go around collecting rent.

She got up and called Mr. Zhang, saying she had something to discuss. Her mother was in the living room with her cousin and Zhang Bin, while she and Mr. Zhang went to her room to talk.

It's better to discuss this with your father first, and have him talk to your mother; otherwise, it might frighten her. Your father has met Chen Xiao and knows his influence, so he'd be more likely to accept a 10 billion yuan asset. Your mother has high blood pressure, and you're worried she might get too excited and have a health problem.

In the living room, the cousin and Zhang Bin were still worried. Although Zhang Ziqian spoke with such certainty, the matter was not secure until it was finalized.

Buzz~!

Zhang Bin received a call from an unknown number. He remembered Zhang Ziqian saying that the factory manager would contact him later. Excited, he immediately stood up and answered, "Hello!"

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang? I am Gan Zijian, the factory manager of Junxing Automobile's Super Factory No. 2."

Sure enough, Zhang Bin's excitement was palpable, and even his cousin stood up, walked to his side, and listened attentively.

"Hello, hello, Mr. Gan!"

The two men held their breath as Gan Zijian said, “Mr. Zhang, when can you two start working? General Manager Xiao has already instructed me to personally arrange for people to start their jobs. I noticed that you used to be in a management position, but we can't put you in a management position right away because you're not familiar with our processes yet. However, I will train you as a reserve production supervisor. If there are no problems in three months, you can become a production supervisor and be responsible for scheduling production plans.”

"As for salary, how about 3 yuan per month plus performance bonus? Is that okay with you?"

Zhang Bin and his cousin Zhang Ziqian were both stunned; it felt like a gold bar had fallen from the sky and hit them on the head.

Inside Zhang Ziqian's room, her father was even more bewildered. They'd been given a job with a monthly salary of 3 yuan, but he was terrified by the prospect of starting at 10 billion yuan. Zhang Ziqian had no reason to hide anything from her parents; it was the boss who gave it to her. As for why, was there even a need to ask? The answer was simple: their daughter was now like water spilled from a cup.

Fortunately, he knew Chen Xiao's capabilities; 10 billion was nothing to him. He quickly accepted and promised Zhang Ziqian to find time to explain things to his wife.

The two returned to the living room, and the older cousin excitedly ran up to Zhang Ziqian, grabbed her hand, and thanked her profusely, "Ziqian, your friend is amazing! Thank you so much! Do you want to invite her out for a meal to express our gratitude?"

"No need, you just need to do your job well in the factory. You're in, but you can't be careless with your work."

Zhang Bin quickly reassured him, "Ziqian, don't worry, we won't let President Xiao down."

Zhang Ziqian smiled. President Xiao has no expectations of you, and there's no way she'd eat your food. She'd rather spend that time with President Chen.
-
Shanghai Bund Junxiao Hotel
Inside the private presidential suite, Yang Mi endured more than three hours of intense attacks, leaving her lying down, unable to move.

"Star Palace" is about to open, and as one of the things Chen Xiao is most concerned about, he naturally has to come to the opening of the first store of the luxury brand spearheaded by the Inno Group.

Yang Mi, Meng Ziyi, and Li Zhien will all be present on opening day. The latter two women will arrive in Shanghai early tomorrow morning, while Yang Mi, having enjoyed Mr. Chen's lavish hospitality on the yacht last time, seems to have never forgotten it. This time in Shanghai, she took some time to dribble along with Mr. Chen.

Zhang Ziqian found it hard to believe that such a big star could be trained like this by his boss, speaking trash even more fluently than President Gao. It completely overturned her impression of him.

Yang Mi was practically leaning against the wall when she walked, and that was after resting for more than an hour. Zhang Ziqian couldn't help but worry about what she would do in the future, as she seemed to be overwhelmed.

"Star Palace" will open tomorrow, and a lot of preparations have been made.

The store's opening ribbon-cutting ceremony was attended by Xu Jun, Chairman of Junxiao Commercial Management, and Zhang Shijie, Chairman of Yinuo Group. The creative director of Hui Design was also present to explain the store's design concept, attracting attention from fashion media.

Five celebrities will be attending tomorrow, and more will come to visit the store later.

A red carpet event was arranged, and promotional videos were filmed to generate buzz on social media.

They also invited some socialites and wealthy individuals to wear "Starry Night" clothing, subtly promoting the brand. In addition, many media outlets and industry authorities were invited, and in-depth reports will be written to set the tone for industry evaluation.

The opening was too crowded, so Chen Xiao didn't plan to go. He would go to the store in the afternoon after the ceremony, as he wanted to see what the natural customers thought of the store and its products.

As evening approached, Chen Xiao called Zhang Ziqian, He Qing, and Wang Ping to go for a walk together.

He Qing came along this time too, and naturally, Wang Ping followed. While Chen Xiao was beating Yang Mi in the living room that afternoon, the two of them were in the room, though Yang Mi was unaware of it.

Knowing they were there, Yang Mi's trash talk wouldn't be as smooth. Wang Ping, listening inside, blushed with embarrassment, even thinking that she might learn from Yang Mi that night; she had memorized those lines after a three-hour break.

After acquiring Hengyuan Plaza, Chen Xiao hadn't been there yet, so that evening a few of them took a car to Junxiao City (formerly Hengyuan Plaza). Because the acquisition was relatively late, "Xingque" was currently under renovation and wouldn't be able to open for at least two months.

He just wanted to go for a quiet stroll in the evening, so he didn't tell anyone.

Junxiaocheng (formerly Hengyuan Plaza) is a 6-story building with 5 floors above ground and 1 floor underground.

The basement level houses beauty, luxury, and dining establishments. The first floor features flagship stores of top luxury brands, while the second floor showcases international high-end apparel and jewelry. The third floor offers high-end ready-to-wear, footwear, and accessories, while the fourth floor features designer brands and home furnishings. The top floor houses several upscale restaurants, including Michelin-starred establishments, as well as a members-only club.

This project, when it was owned by Hengyuan Plaza, had annual sales of 220 billion yuan, ranking among the top three in China. Now, after being acquired by Junxiao Commercial Management, the target is 240 billion yuan in annual sales. As they walked, Zhang Ziqian introduced the project. This chief secretary was like an encyclopedia; she knew every aspect of Junxiao Group's business units intimately. This was why Chen Xiao liked to bring her along when he went out on business, leaving Ma Jing to oversee things at home.

Here, over 50% of brands have established their flagship stores or special concept stores in China, and the rate of new product launches accounts for 35% of the national luxury goods market. It is also a top choice for many celebrities when visiting Shanghai, and many stars are frequently photographed exploring the stores.

Chen Xiao can't keep a low profile now, even if he wants to. How can a man with three beautiful women keep a low profile? He'll be attracting attention wherever he goes.

"Okay, let's split up. Ziqian, you and Wang Ping go upstairs and see what to eat. He Qing and I will browse around on the first floor and check out the shops at 'Star Palace' before we go up."

Since it's getting late for dinner, there might be a queue, so we told them to go up and get a number first. Actually, a simple phone call to Liu Pinhua would have arranged it immediately, but Chen Xiao wanted some peace and quiet and didn't want to bother so many people.

The "Starry Night" on the first floor is also next to LV. This will be the standard for the brand's future store openings. The neighbors can only be LV, Chanel, and Hermès.

Following the example of other young couples, He Qing also took Chen Xiao's arm; this was probably her happiest moment. Now that she spends every day at Xishan Linyu Residence, she has become one of the closest women to Chen Xiao.

Now, whether it's clothing or bags, Chen Xiao definitely won't buy from other brands. His women will always endorse his own company's products. For example, He Qing is carrying a "Starry Night" bag now, and Wang Ping and Zhang Ziqian are doing the same.

Because not many people know about this brand yet, they are often asked what brand the bags are and where they bought them.

Upon hearing that it was the "Starry Night" brand, with an after-sales service center next to LV in Junxiaocheng, Shanghai, they were all completely baffled. They'd never heard of this brand before, so how could it be in Junxiaocheng? (End of Chapter)