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

"Brother Hui, you've lost weight again!"

Zhao Hui now sports a buzz cut and looks very energetic. As Zhao Xiangjun's brother, his looks are naturally not bad. Chen Xiao guesses that this guy must be charming a bunch of young girls outside, especially now that he's rich and powerful. But Chen Xiao doesn't care about those things. He has a bunch of women of his own, so what right does he have to expect others to be devoted to him?

The reason I came here was twofold: firstly, the other side was too noisy due to the large number of guests; secondly, I couldn't very well have Chen Xiao come to see me directly, so I had to visit him first.

He Qing greeted Zhao Hui and then took the elevator upstairs to rest. After being out all day, she finally felt a bit better than the dullness of the past few days.

He gave a detailed account of some recent major events at work, as well as some upcoming plans. He was probably the only one among all the regional managers who had the opportunity to give Chen Xiao a detailed report. Lin Ya hadn't done this much, but that was because when Lin Ya met Chen Xiao, she was usually gagged in bed and couldn't say anything.

Today, Zhao Hui has matured through experience and is no longer limited to immediate concerns; he considers issues from a broader perspective. One who cannot plan for the whole cannot plan for a part; one who cannot plan for the long term cannot plan for the short term.

Zhao Hui now has a very strategic vision. Chen Xiao recalled that Xu Wu had talked to him not long ago about the plan to build no less than 50 super urban complexes with a total area of ​​more than 20 square meters within a year, which is 50 Junwu Plazas. At that time, Lin Ya would serve as the chairman of the Junwu Plaza system, and Zhao Hui would serve as the chairman of Junxiao Plaza, with each person in charge of one system.

At that time, Chen Xiao was worried that it might be too much for Zhao Hui. But after talking with Zhao Hui today, he realized that Xu Wu must have seen Zhao Hui's rapid growth in his work report, which is why she made this decision.

"Brother Hui, Mr. Wang, the boss of Wansheng Group, will be coming to Jiangzhou to meet with me in a while. Will you come with me then?"

Meeting with President Wang? Is this a sign of a showdown? Zhao Hui felt it hadn't come to that yet. Chen Xiao knew his thoughts and explained that the negotiations mainly concerned Wansheng Film and Television, but President Wang's visit was also a test. It could also simply be that he wanted to meet Chen Xiao; after all, everyone in China knew what kind of person President Wang was. But few people understood what kind of person Chen Xiao was. Such a formidable opponent—of course, President Wang wanted to see and observe him personally to provide accurate judgment on how to proceed.

Zhao Hui hummed in agreement. A year ago, he was just a small-time hoodlum. Back then, let alone meeting Boss Wang, he couldn't even get close to Boss Wang's son, Wang Lun. His mahjong and drinking buddies often joked, "It's just a shame he wasn't born into the Wang family—"

A year later, when he threatened to throw the young master of the Wang family off the third floor of Junwu Plaza by grabbing him by the neck, they dared not retaliate in any way. On the contrary, because of his involvement in the Wei Ming incident in Junxiao City, they are now too scared to even leave the capital. I wonder if President Wang's visit to Chen Xiao this time also had this meaning. His son is terrified, and any father would be both angry and heartbroken.

In the Zhao family, Zhao Xiangjun's uncles and aunts were all talking to their grandmother.

They were alright before. At first, each family took turns taking care of her for a month, and they were able to fulfill their filial duties to the old lady. But it was definitely not like now, where they treat her like an empress dowager.

They all knew that the Zhao family's success was due to Xiangjun, and Xiangjun's most beloved person was her grandmother. She had been raised by her grandmother since childhood, and their bond was extraordinary. In fact, Xiangjun's values ​​were quite different from the Zhao family's, resembling more like her grandmother's. It was said that the Zhao family was able to move into Xishan Linyu so that it would be more convenient for Xiangjun to take care of her grandmother.

The Zhao family is now quite wealthy. The eldest uncle partnered with the owner of Lake and Sea Fishing Village, acquiring a 30% stake without investing a single penny. Lake and Sea Fishing Village has successfully entered several Junxiao Plaza projects in Jiangzhou, and their next step is to expand into prefecture-level cities and even plan to leave the province. Having boarded the Junxiao Plaza ship, their ambitions have grown rapidly; they claim they want to achieve over 3 billion yuan in revenue within two years. This would essentially require opening 200 stores, and Junxiao Plaza will likely have more than 200 stores within two years, making it entirely feasible.

Fourth Uncle is still an agent for brands under the Yinuo Group, and Zhao Hui asked Liu Haoran to give him a few more stores. Not to mention that Yinuo Group was originally 80% owned by Zhao Xiangjun, even without that relationship, with Zhao Hui's current strength, Yinuo Group could do whatever it wanted.

With the guidance Zhao Hui gave during his last visit, Third Uncle and Little Uncle have each found their own paths to development, and they are all closely connected to Junxiao Business Management.

It's fair to say that in just over a month, the Zhao family has all taken off. Fourth Uncle's Mercedes-Benz S-Class is no longer a rarity, Eldest Uncle's family bought a Range Rover, and Third Uncle and Youngest Uncle's family picked up a Porsche Cayenne.

Today, I came to share some good news with the old lady. My third uncle even said, "Mom, from now on, when we pick you up to go out, we'll have luxury cars, so you'll be more comfortable."

The old lady pointed at her third uncle and scolded, "Third brother, you heartless bastards, don't forget why you're where you are today. You have some money but don't support domestic new energy vehicles or Junxing Motors, instead you go and buy those outdated foreign luxury cars?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances. Was the old lady really that up-to-date with current events? She even knew about the rise of new energy sources. Back in the countryside, she had never cared about or asked about anything. Little did they know, Xiangjun came to keep her company every day, talking about everything Chen Xiao had told her. The old lady now knew a great deal. Moreover, she had developed her own standards for discerning right from wrong: anything inconsistent with Xiangjun's opinions was wrong.

"We've also placed orders with Junxing Motors, specifically for the Junxing M8, which is a large luxury SUV that's about to be launched. It's been quite popular lately, so we've ordered all of them."

Junxing Motors has been gaining more and more attention online recently, mainly due to the huge impact of Junxing's intelligent R&D center investing hundreds of billions of yuan annually in self-developed computing chips. This wave has made Junxing Motors so well-known that "everyone in the world knows Junxing."

Adding to this, Chen Xiao recently jumped into the fray, starring in a terrible but satisfying drama where he played a scumbag character, ending with the line, "I'd rather cry in a Junxing car than laugh in a Rolls-Royce," which made the Junxing car a household name. It seems the worse the dialogue, the more memorable it is.

At this moment, Zhao's father arrived, and the group stood up to greet him. They were brothers, after all, but the man was now the "father-in-law of the emperor," and the brothers were simply benefiting from his position.

"Sit down, sit down. Brothers, why be so polite? Father Zhao hasn't changed his attitude towards them. He asked the old lady if she wanted to call Zhao Hui back to prepare dinner."

The old lady nodded, "Send him a message. He'll come back when he's finished talking with Chen Xiao and it's time to come back."

Mr. Zhao nodded. "Xiangjun said she won't be coming tonight; she's going to stay with He Qing. Chen Xiao will come alone."

The two families lived together, and Chen Xiao often came to visit his grandmother with Xiang Jun. Seeing each other every day made them feel close. Before his grandmother could speak, his uncle exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention.

The uncle realized his lapse in composure and stammered, "Xiangxiang isn't coming, so Mr. Chen is coming alone?"

The old lady quickly learned what was going on with him and became somewhat nervous and afraid of Chen Xiao.

It's understandable that they were shocked when they first learned that Junxiao Plaza was Chen Xiao's property. At the time, several of them discussed that Chen Xiao's assets were worth billions. For them, who struggled to earn even 5000 yuan a month, the sheer scale of billions was unimaginable.

Later, at a family gathering, Zhao Hui told them about Chen Xiao's true strength, and they realized it wasn't just billions, but hundreds of billions. If it were billions, they would still dare to talk to him face to face, but hundreds of billions made them tremble.

A few days ago, I heard some news that Junxiao Group's assets have exceeded one trillion. What does one trillion mean? Imagine someone with an annual income of 2 million working their way up from the Xia Dynasty to the present. And for them, if they relied on their own abilities, they wouldn't even earn 2 million from the Xia Dynasty to the present.

Last time on the yacht, Chen Xiao and Zhao Xiangjun only made a brief appearance to greet everyone. They didn't talk to the uncles and elders separately. They looked at Chen Xiao from afar and felt that he was already unattainable.

The eldest uncle is an honest and simple person, so it's normal for him to be a little scared. Zhao's father had experience in this regard, "Brother, you should mentally prepare yourself beforehand. Don't treat him like the boss of Junxiao Group, just treat him like your nephew-in-law."

He sees Chen Xiao every day. If he were like that with the eldest brother, how could he possibly live? At first, Zhao's father was quite afraid of Chen Xiao, but seeing how much he doted on Xiangjun, he gradually lost his fear. So what if he's a rich boss? In the end, won't he still have to call me "Dad"?
The moment this experience was shared, everyone present burst into laughter.

Uncle San laughed and said, "That makes sense. No matter how great Chen Xiao is, he still has to obediently call me Uncle San."

Suddenly, the scene fell completely silent. Uncle San, oblivious to his surroundings, was facing away from the entrance. Everyone else was looking in that direction, and he assumed they were all looking at him. He laughed again, "You guys are hilarious. Am I wrong? No matter how powerful Chen Xiao is, he still has to call me Uncle San, doesn't he?"

"Third Uncle~!"

Someone called out from behind, and Uncle San subconsciously responded. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. He turned around and saw Chen Xiao standing a few steps behind him, with an embarrassed Zhao Hui beside him.

With a cry of surprise, Uncle Three stood up abruptly: "President Chen!" His face was pale, and he was almost in tears. "I...I was just joking."

Chen Xiao wasn't angry. He knew the personalities of Zhao's uncles very well. He smiled faintly and said, "Third Uncle, it's alright. You're right. No matter what, I will always call you Third Uncle."

Seeing his third son's expression, Zhao's father knew that Chen Xiao wouldn't be angry about this. But his third son didn't understand that this incident might help him change his outspoken nature. If that were the case, it would be a good thing.

"Let's go eat—" Zhao's father called out.

They went to the warehouse and took out a 50-year-old Moutai. They had quite a bit of this liquor at home, but Zhao's father usually couldn't bear to drink it himself. Since Chen Xiao was here today, of course they had to bring out the best liquor, especially since these were originally obtained from Chen Xiao.

At dinner, Chen Xiao's uncles and aunts took the initiative to have a drink with him. He respected Zhao Xiangjun's family, and after a few drinks, the distance between them gradually lessened.

The group shared their recent situations with Chen Xiao, who listened patiently and offered advice from time to time, making them feel flattered. To receive such personal guidance from President Chen was a tremendous honor; Zhao Hui mentioned that even the chairmen of several subsidiaries within the Junxiao Group rarely had such opportunities. This made them feel that their treatment surpassed that of those chairmen, and their joy was reflected in their drinks. Plus, it was a 50-year-old Moutai; they were now wealthy, but they still couldn't usually afford such expensive liquor. It was different with Zhao's father; his family had no shortage of such things, and he could drink freely. Over drinks, they also learned about Zhao Hui's recent situation. This nephew was quite remarkable now, managing ten regions. Looking at Zhao Hui, the third uncle thought of his own good-for-nothing son, Zhao Liang. If Zhao Liang had persevered like Zhao Hui, he would likely be a general manager in Junxiao Commercial Management or some other system. But this kid just idles away his days, playing games with his wife; neither of them works. If it weren't for Xiangjun's influence, the family would be close to financial freedom by now. Relying on that kid, they wouldn't even have a chance to support themselves in their old age.

Zhao Liang has now become the most disappointing member of the Zhao family. His eldest uncle's son has returned to help him with management at the Lake and Sea Fishing Village. Even his younger uncle's son has come back to assist.

Although Zhao's father was the second son in the Zhao family, he was now the one with the most influence. Taking this opportunity, he said to his third uncle without hesitation, "Tell Zhao Liang to find a job as soon as possible. If he continues to idle around like this, I suggest you cut off his source of income."

Uncle San sighed, raised his glass and clinked it with his: "Second Brother, I don't know what sins I committed in my past life to give birth to such a good-for-nothing."

These words made everyone a little uncomfortable. If it weren't for Chen Xiao, their children would all be good-for-nothings, including Zhao Hui. Zhao's father said in a deep voice, "Have Ahui talk to him these next few days. You should harden your heart, otherwise his life will be ruined."

Just then, Uncle San's phone rang. He picked it up and glanced at it. "It's Liang calling."

Zhao's father gestured for him to answer the phone. After listening for a while, his third uncle's expression turned serious. "A-Liang, how did you end up with them? You smashed up the private room? And you have to pay 20 yuan in compensation?"

"No money, no release?"

Uncle San had never encountered anything like this before, and his face paled as he looked around. Chen Xiao knew they were in trouble, so he turned to Zhao Hui beside him and said a few words.

Zhao Hui stood up. "Third Uncle, you guys keep drinking. I'll take care of it."

"Wait a moment, I'll arrange for someone to go with you."

Chen Xiao immediately knew that Zhao Liang had caused trouble outside. If Zhao Hui went to handle it alone, what if he ran into a hothead and something went wrong? How would he explain it to Xiang Jun?

Uncle San only said that Zhao Liang got into a fight while singing at a KTV, smashed the big screen in the private room, and beat up the person. Now the other party is demanding 20 yuan in compensation, otherwise they will smash Zhao Liang to the size of the screen. The other party will pay Zhao Liang 50 yuan.

Goodness, Chen Xiao almost applauded the other guy. If it were him, he probably would have handled it the same way. If Zhao Hui hadn't insisted on going, Chen Xiao wouldn't have bothered with Zhao Liang at all. He's got the guts to cause trouble, but no guts to resolve it. When things go wrong, he calls his parents. What a piece of trash. Chen Xiao wouldn't give this guy any resources. As for whether Zhao Hui would give them or not, that's Zhao Hui's business. Chen Xiao wouldn't interfere.

The resources Chen Xiao provides are vastly different from those Zhao Hui provides. If Chen Xiao were given resources, he would have the opportunity to become the next Zhao Hui; but if Zhao Hui were given resources, even if he tried his best, he could never reach Zhao Hui's level.

He came out with Zhao Hui. He had originally planned to arrange for a bodyguard to accompany him, but then thought that since he had nothing else to do, he might as well go with him.

Zhao Hui originally wanted to persuade him, since this wasn't a good thing after all, and he was mainly worried that he would put himself in danger. Chen Xiao laughed and said, "You're overthinking it. What danger could there be in Jiangzhou? Besides, with my bodyguard force, even a team of special forces could keep me safe."

This is no exaggeration. His bodyguards are basically all veterans of countless battles. With these people by his side, he would dare to venture into dangerous places, let alone a merchant in Jiangzhou.

That evening, we arrived in Xiangjun's bulletproof Maybach, escorted by four Mercedes-Benz GLS cars, heading towards the Zichen Palace International Club.

Zicheng Palace International Club is a newly opened high-end nightclub in Jiangzhou. Zhao Hui just inquired and found out that it is currently the most expensive nightclub, with tips for the girls starting at 2500 yuan.

Chen Xiao hadn't been to a place like that in a long time. The last time he went was with Ma Jian, back when he had just met He Qing and Wang Ping. Luffy and Ma Jian also became friends after that fight; they almost got their brains ruptured that night, and now Luffy calls Ma Jian "boss" so affectionately.

Thinking of Ma Jian, Chen Xiao remembered that this guy and Luffy seemed to go to the shopping mall often, so he called Ma Jian and asked him if he knew about Zichen Palace International Club.

Ma Jian laughed heartily, claiming that no one knew the Zicheng Palace International Club better than him. He spent at least 500 million yuan there every month, practically the boss's bread and butter.

"Then you should come too."

After all, it was Zhao Liang who ruined the other party's business. If the other party was reasonable, Chen Xiao was prepared to spend some money to settle the matter. If the other party was unreasonable, then Chen Xiao would teach him to be reasonable.

Zichen Palace International Club
In a private room, the large screen was shattered on the floor. A drunken Zhao Liang lay on the sofa, shouting, "Do you know who I am? How dare you detain me?"

Then he said to the younger sister next to him, "You silly girl, you don't want to go out with me. Do you know how much you're missing out on?"

Finally, he shouted to his trembling companions beside him, "Don't be afraid. Even if I smash up one of their private rooms, or even the whole store, we can still cover it up. In Jiangzhou, who are we Zhao family afraid of?"

At this moment, a middle-aged man entered from outside. The people who were blocking Zhao Liang from leaving the shop all lowered their heads, bowed, and called out, "Boss!"

Upon hearing that he was the boss, Zhao Liang also looked over. This middle-aged man looked refined and didn't seem like someone who ran this kind of business at all. He stood up unsteadily, pointed at the middle-aged man, and said, "You're the boss? Are you sure you're not letting me go?"

The middle-aged man smiled, found a sofa, sat down, and took out a cigar. A waiter quickly came over and lit it for him. Zhao Liang swallowed hard and held out his hand, saying, "Give me one!"

"This is a Cohiba Behike BHK 56, 8000 yuan a stick. Not everyone can afford to smoke it," the middle-aged man said, having the waiter hand Zhao Liang a stick and lighting it for him.

Zhao Liang took a deep breath, choked a few times, and coughed violently. The middle-aged man looked at him with a contemptuous smile.

"Aren't you going to introduce us? The Zhao family? Which Zhao family?"

Junxiao Group is a household name, but Chen Xiao and Zhao Xiangjun are both extremely low-key, and not many people outside know about them. The Zhao family is not well-known in Jiangzhou either.

After coughing a few times, Zhao Liang felt a sense of awe towards the middle-aged man. However, thinking about the Zhao family's current power, his arrogance returned immediately. If Chen Xiao were here, he probably wouldn't recognize this spoiled fellow as the Zhao Liang who used to only know how to play mobile games.

"My business is a 3 million yuan investment from the group, for land, buildings, and renovations. It's been less than a month since I opened, and you've already wrecked it. If you don't give me an explanation, how am I supposed to do business?"

Zhao Liang mimicked him, took another deep breath, and said, "In Jiangzhou, no one has ever made me give them an explanation."

People who do this kind of business generally don't want to cause trouble, but if they can tolerate being bullied, they really won't be able to survive in the future. Any Tom, Dick, or Harry will come and cause trouble, and that will be unacceptable.

"Sounds impressive, someone with quite a background!" The middle-aged man crossed his legs. "Aren't you going to introduce yourself? I'm waiting to hear the Zhao family's story. If it's not interesting, you might not be leaving today."

Zhao Liang glanced at the people blocking the door and felt anxious. His father had said that Brother Hui would handle it, but why hadn't he arrived yet?
Do you know Junxiao Group?

The middle-aged man's arm twitched, and he stopped smoking his cigar. "What's your relationship with Junxiao Group?"

Zhao Liang could sense that the other person's voice changed when they heard the words "Junxiao Group," trembling slightly at the end. He figured the other person was definitely afraid. Now, not just in Jiangzhou, but throughout the entire country, who wouldn't give Junxiao Group a wide berth?

He said proudly, "My cousin is the vice president of Junxiao Business Management—"

Several people who had come with him and had been hiding in a corner, too scared to speak, sat up straight upon hearing this. Yes, he was Mr. Zhao's cousin; everyone in Jiangzhou gave him face.

The middle-aged man chuckled. "President Zhao? The vice president of Junxiao Commercial Management Group, he is indeed a big shot. But so what? Does President Zhao have the right to smash up my place at will? We haven't done anything wrong, have we? You want to take your girl out, and she doesn't want to, so you smash up my place? That's far too arrogant and domineering."

Zhao Liang hadn't expected that even mentioning Zhao Hui's name wouldn't work; it seemed he had no choice but to—(End of Chapter)