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

As an outsider, Wang Jian naturally did not understand the significance of Junxiao Group to this city.

Junxiao Group is far more important to Jiangzhou than HUAWEI is to Pengcheng, because Pengcheng also has Huadi, Tencent and a large number of other mega-enterprises.

Jiangzhou, on the other hand, is supported by Junxiao Group, a company whose operating style is completely different from other companies.

Given its size and contributions to the local community, Junxiao Group could easily enjoy benefits that even Huadi Group doesn't receive. But Junxiao Group refuses all of them; it doesn't need local support at all, using it all to give back to the local community.

For example, what kind of support did Huadi Group discuss when it invested 100 billion yuan to build a factory?

The land was provided free of charge, with no additional fees. It also included 5% of land for administrative offices.

Furthermore, the factory buildings were constructed by the local government, and the company plans to repurchase them over 10 years.

In terms of tax support, the local retention portion (50%) of value-added tax is fully refunded. Corporate income tax is subject to "three years of exemption and three years of half-reduction," and even individual income tax, the portion paid by senior executives is refunded by 50%.

There are also substantial government subsidies, including a 25% subsidy for equipment investment and an additional 5% for intelligent upgrades. There is a 3000 yuan subsidy per person for recruiting recent graduates, and a 500 million yuan reward for academician workstations. Export container subsidies are 1000 yuan per TEU, and 30% of inland transportation costs are reimbursed.

Furthermore, the local government will lead the allocation of a 100 billion yuan fund to provide 3000 talent apartments (rent-free for the first three years), along with supporting international schools and branches of top-tier hospitals. Even the electricity price will enjoy the new energy electricity price of 0.3 yuan/kWh.

It can be said that within 5 years, local governments will basically be investing with little to no revenue.

Junxiao Group, on the other hand, built a super smart factory that is more advanced than Huadi Group's. Crucially, they didn't ask for any support whatsoever. They paid for the land at the standard industrial land price and refused all tax breaks. In the words of Junxiao Group CEO Xu, "If a company is burdened even with taxes, then there's no point in continuing; it might as well close down."

When Mr. Li heard this, he was almost moved to tears. It was rare for an entrepreneur to understand the local area so well. This was the first time Junxing Motors had come to the Economic Development Zone. Mr. Li had struck gold. Not only would he be able to generate a large income from the land, but also, based on Junxing Motors' annual output value, the two super factories were heading towards a GDP of 1000 million. This would undoubtedly be a huge gold mine falling from the sky for the GDP and tax revenue of the entire Economic Development Zone.

Therefore, Wang Jian's comments about Junxiao Group were something he strongly disagreed with. It was like his son being of average appearance and family background, but marrying a super beautiful wife, and then someone saying that his wife must have a problem, either having athlete's foot or body odor.

Damn it, if it weren't for his status, Boss Li would definitely be cursing. Now he could only patiently explain: "This area is not for the super factory of Junxing Automobile, but for Junxiao Group to set up a university, Junxiao University."

Running a university? It's not unusual for companies to run universities, but why do they always target the Economic Development Zone? He doesn't know that he's there to fleece local businesses, while Junxiao Group is there to offer help wherever they go.

"Mr. Li, this is industrial land, how can you plan to build a university here?"

Mr. Li smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that? We're already leveling the land and changing its land use designation."

Just kidding, Junxiao Group is investing 3000 billion yuan to build the world's best university in terms of hardware. This project is of paramount importance in the whole country, and what's more, they don't need any support. Boss Li must be laughing in his sleep right now.

Only then did Wang Jian realize the status of Junxiao Group in Hanjiang and Jiangzhou. Huadi Group was already an honored guest anywhere else, but compared to Junxiao Group, it was like the difference between a guest and a son.

"How much land does he need to build a university? You can probably manage several thousand acres of land in your district, right? Are there any other places with that kind of land?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Li's face lit up with pride, as if he were about to announce something truly remarkable. "Junxiao University needs 16000 mu of land from Jiangzhou this time?"

How much? Wang Jian had thought that Junxiao University covering a thousand acres was already quite an achievement, but now they were planning to cover 16000 acres! Keep in mind that even the top universities in China only occupy a little over ten thousand acres. And this isn't just in China; it's larger than the campuses of Harvard and Stanford Universities! What are they trying to do?
“Mr. Li, isn’t it a waste that Junxiao Group wants such a large area of ​​land? It’s not just your area that’s being taken up; the land in neighboring areas is also being taken up.”

Mr. Li smiled faintly: "Mr. Wang, whichever district benefits from this is truly fortunate. Junxiao Group has invested 3000 billion in this university. Do you know how much benefit it will bring to Jiangzhou and the surrounding area?"

What are they? Wang Jian was stunned by the 3000 billion. For a company as large as Huadi, an investment of 100 billion was already considered a lot, but they just threw out 3000 billion.

Mr. Li continued, "We estimate that during the construction period, it will drive local GDP growth by an average of 5-10% per year, and during the operation period, it will generate 150-200 billion yuan of direct economic flow annually (tuition fees, scientific research transformation, supporting consumption, etc.)."

Moreover, commercial land within a 5-kilometer radius of the campus has seen a premium of over 300%, driving the development of surrounding technology communities (expected to release 2 mu of land appreciation dividends).

Finally, Mr. Li added meaningfully, "Moreover, Junxiao Group does not need any support from us. These lands were paid for at the price of educational land, and the investment of 3000 billion yuan was borne by Junxiao Group itself, without requiring any matching funds from the local government."

Wang Jian was completely bewildered. If he were in their shoes, he would be willing to call Junxiao Group "Grandpa." This wasn't an investment; it was a mission to save the world. It brought nothing but benefits to the local area and the surrounding region. He really didn't know what such a company was after, how it made money, or how it grew to such a large scale.

"Mr. Li, it seems that Huadi Group is out of luck in the Economic Development Zone. I'll look into other areas in Jiangzhou to see if there are any opportunities for cooperation and settlement."

Indeed, he felt somewhat indebted to Huadi Group. Mr. Li felt that Jiangzhou had never experienced such a wealthy life. In the past, they had tried every means to attract investment, but now, a trillion-yuan manufacturing company wanted to invest tens of billions, and he didn't even want it. This lifestyle was too extravagant.

Out of goodwill, Mr. Li said to Wang Jian, "I estimate it will be very difficult. It will be very difficult to find a suitable project for you in the entire Jiangzhou this year, because Junxiao Group's needs are already causing them a lot of headaches. Junxiao not only needs 16000 mu to build a university, but also needs to build a world-class hospital, which requires another 5000 mu. The whole of Jiangzhou is now facing a happy dilemma."

Now everything must give way to Junxiao Group's two needs. If they can't meet the land demand and other cities snatch it up, wouldn't they be sinners in Jiangzhou? How could they face the people of Jiangzhou?
It seems that cooperation with Jiangzhou is difficult, at least not this year. Wang Jian left Boss Li's place with a waning interest. Last time he came, he wanted to compete with Chen Xiao, but after learning his identity, he became timid.

At this moment, he truly witnessed the powerful financial strength and local influence of Junxiao Group. He knew that when people told him to go play at the children's table, it was quite reasonable.

When Wang Jian left in a huff, another storm swept across the internet, and Junxing Auto's fans and KOCs were once again in an uproar.

Junxiao Group invests 3000 billion yuan in education, building a 16000-acre world-class university in Jiangzhou. Netizens are saying: Is this another "Eastern Stanford"?

Some online analyses suggest that this investment is equivalent to 20% of Jiangzhou's GDP in 2024, with 50% of the planning faculty coming from the world's top 50 universities, and the laboratory equipment procurement list including a cryo-electron microscope cluster worth 20 billion yuan.

Some people have already taken photos of the site. "Bulldozers have entered the site, and the construction site fence is marked with the slogan 'Silicon Valley density, Cambridge spirit'" (photo taken by a reporter on site).

Key opinion leaders (KOCs) have already started creating memes: Junxiao University's admission brochure—"Want to receive a Junxing M7 as an enrollment gift? @Li Huanghe, come and copy this!"

Suggested majors: New Energy Versailles Literature, Internet Celebrity Economics

There were also dissenting voices: "3000 billion yuan is enough to build 30 211 universities. Isn't this just land grabbing?" "A school covering 16000 acres, and students have to ride shared bikes to class?"

This is another grand celebration for Junxing Auto fans. Following the annual investment of 1000 billion yuan in chip manufacturing and the subsequent 3000 billion yuan investment in building a top-tier university, this undoubtedly enhances Junxing Auto's influence and brings pride to its users. While some might not recognize the name Junxing Auto when it comes to cars, mentioning the 1000 billion yuan investment in chip manufacturing and the 3000 billion yuan investment in building a top-tier university will immediately ring a bell: "Oh, that's which company!"

The Junxing M8 is about to be launched and is currently in the pre-launch phase. The spread of this news online is also thanks to the public relations department headed by Xiao Yuting, who is using this opportunity to promote the Junxing M8.

There are currently hundreds of new energy vehicle brands in China. According to the development trend, no more than 10 will survive in the end. This makes many consumers hesitate when buying a car from smaller brands. If they buy a car and the car manufacturer goes bankrupt, they will be in real trouble. Not only will maintenance and repairs become a problem, but the used car will also become worthless.

When the Junxing M7 was first launched, some people questioned whether it would go bankrupt again. The strong backing of Junxiao Group added some credibility to the claim. However, a few months later, with Junxiao Group's trillion-yuan assets and reputation, and its recent investment of 4000 billion yuan in chips and universities, all those who doubted its potential collapse will likely be silenced.

Inside the chairman's office of Shanyun Auto, Jin Fu and Jin Wuxian sat facing each other in silence. How could this be compared? When Xu Gang was in charge of Tianqi Auto, Jin Fu didn't think much of him at all.

And now, it's so difficult for him to go out and beg for alms. His financial situation has always been bad, and recently, because of Jin Wuyai's matter, he was punished by Chen Xiao and suffered a severe blow. Now he has to stretch every penny. And that Xu Gang is simply inhuman. Recently, he's been working on some kind of super user experience center, trying to move bathhouses, saunas, and gyms into the user center.

We're all in Jiangzhou, shouldn't we consider the feelings of our fellow businesses? This wasteful behavior—Junxing Motors subsidizing its dealers—has caused many Shanyun Motors dealers to complain, and some have even secretly contacted Junxing Motors, wanting to switch to them.

The overseas channels are even more outrageous. Jin Fu has heard that Junxing Autos already has hundreds of outlets overseas, all of which are empty after renovations because they don't have any cars yet. Jin Fu really wants to go and beg Xu Gang—if Junxing doesn't have cars to sell, they can sell FlashCloud! Didn't everyone talk about sharing overseas channels before?

He didn't dare go, afraid of being kicked out. He had rejected Xu Gang's proposal outright.

Things change, and fortunes shift. What was once ignored is now beyond reach.

Nonghua Lane is the flower market of Jiangzhou, which is derived from the poem "How lush and abundant it is" in the Book of Songs.

Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing strolled through the flower market, with Yan Yue following a few steps behind, her eyes never leaving Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing, and no danger in the vicinity could escape her keen eyes.

There were also quite a few short-haired girls around, dressed in casual clothes. If you didn't pay attention, you might mistake them for tourists. But if you looked closely, you would find that each of them had a sharp glint in their eyes.

Inside the glass room, the young shop owner, dressed in a linen shirt, was spraying water onto a Japanese bellflower. Water droplets rolled down the serrated edges of the leaves, exploding into rainbows in the sunlight. His price tag, written with a brush, read: "One leaf, one Zen; no bargaining."

At the corner, the old man carrying a load of lotus flowers was still covered in mud, but most of the lotus pods had already been picked off—they were bought by the teahouse to be paired with Longjing tea, and one lotus heart was enough to make the whole afternoon bitter.

Zhao Xiangjun, dressed in a "Starry Night" cheongsam, walked along the bluestone path, attracting the attention of many tourists. Several, caught up in the moment, tripped and fell. He Qing couldn't help but sigh; even a celestial being accustomed to seeing fairies would be captivated by Xiangjun's beauty. Today, the two of them had a sudden idea to buy two potted plants to take home, so they went to the flower market. Because He Qing hadn't fully recovered and Xiangjun was pregnant, they strolled slowly, as if taking a leisurely walk.

"Sister, these green calyx plum blossoms are quite nice. We can buy a few to take home." The calyxes are emerald green, and the white flowers are like jade, which matches Xiangjun's aloof personality quite well, and they are also very beautiful.

Nodding, Xiao Wu went up to pay the bill. Xiao Wu was one of Xiang Jun's bodyguards. Chen Xiao had given her 1000 million yuan, which she used to pay for Xiang Jun's daily expenses, saving Xiang Jun the trouble of taking action herself.

Xiangjun complained about him a lot because of this, saying that he thought he was someone else, and that she wasn't that lazy.

"Magnolia flower—magnolia flower—," a little girl, about eight or nine years old, called out, waving her hand. Xiangjun glanced at her; the girl was dressed in tattered clothes, her shoes covered in mud. And the flower she was holding looked like one she had picked herself.
Just then, the little girl stopped a couple and said, "Sister, do you want to buy flowers? I only need one yuan."

The man said, "Go away, where did you pick this wildflower from? It's hideous."

The girl said, "She only wants one yuan, give it to her."

Reluctantly, the boy took a coin out of his pocket and gave it to the little girl, then reluctantly took the flowers himself. The little girl sweetly said, "Thank you, brother! Thank you, sister!"

Zhao Xiangjun checked the time. Was elementary school already over at this hour? He Qing smiled and said, "School ends at 4:30. It's almost 5:30 now, so it's about right."

Nodding, they didn't delve into the matter further. The two then picked out a pot of Eighteen Scholars Camellia, a tree with multiple colors and 18 whorls of petals, a favorite of ancient literati.

Zhao Xiangjun liked it, but after buying it, she still said to He Qing with a self-deprecating smile, "Wouldn't we be considered pretentious?" Before He Qing could answer, she added, "Well, it's okay. I bought it for Chen Xiao. If anyone's being pretentious, it's him."

He Qing chuckled. "You can do that?"
After buying the items, on the way back, Zhao Xiangjun pointed to a stall not far away and said, "He Qing, I want to eat rice noodles."

"Come on, I'll go with you."

Having spent a long time in Xishan Linyu, He Qing knew her preferences: she liked rice noodles and spicy food.

There weren't many people eating here, but the owner's business was quite extensive, offering not only rice noodles but also noodles and dumplings. If people knew that the two wives of the Chen family, who own trillions of assets, were eating rice noodles here for 10 yuan a bowl, they'd be utterly astonished.

"Boss, two bowls of rice noodles, one extra spicy and one mild."

He Qing couldn't handle spicy food very well, and whispered to Xiang Jun, "Doesn't eating spicy food irritate the skin? Why is your skin still so good even though you eat spicy food?"

Xiangjun was actually a little confused. Her skin was already good, but it had become even better since she got together with Chen Xiao. "He Qing, your skin is actually getting better and better too, haven't you noticed?"

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously thought of the same thing—Chen Xiao's nourishment.

Just then, a childish voice rang out from the side, catching Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing's attention. "Uncle, do you have a bowl of noodles for one yuan?"

It was the same little girl who had just sold flowers. Zhao Xiangjun's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and then her heart ached. Just as she was about to speak, the shopkeeper smiled and replied, "Yes, little friend, sit down and I'll make it for you right away."

The shopkeeper took the one-yuan coin from the little girl and went to cook her noodles. Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing watched silently.

The noodles were ready in no time, and the owner took several large pieces of beef from the condiment bowl—probably several times more than a normal bowl of beef noodles—and placed it in front of the little girl: "Little friend, the noodles are ready, eat up."

The little girl swallowed hard, "It smells so good," and then lowered her head to eat heartily, as if she hadn't eaten for days.

"This guy is a really nice person," He Qing whispered. Zhao Xiangjun's eyes lit up, and she nodded.

After a short while, the little girl finished eating. "Goodbye, Uncle, I'm going home now."

As it was getting late, and since we were in the suburbs, the shopkeeper looked around and said, "Uncle will take you home. There's no one else around, so I'll go for a walk to clear my head."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle!"

Zhao Xiangjun beckoned Xiao Wu over and whispered a few words to him. Xiao Wu nodded and followed behind the boss and the little girl.

The little girl's home was nearly 4 kilometers from the flower market, leaving the shop owner exhausted and out of breath. Xiao Wu followed at a distance, and not far away, a bulletproof Maybach also arrived.

"Uncle, I'm home!"

The stall owner glanced at the dilapidated three-room brick house and asked, "Little friend, is no one home? Where's your father?"

"My dad went to deliver food and won't be back until very late."

With the current poor economic climate and difficulty finding jobs, food delivery has become one of the high-paying jobs. It's not surprising that many graduate students who can't find work choose to become food delivery workers.

The shopkeeper looked at the little girl and asked, "Then why did you go to the flower market all by yourself?"

The little girl's expression suddenly darkened. "I'm going to find my mother," she said, running into the house to get a piece of chalk and writing "mother" on the ground.

At this moment, Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing also arrived not far away and watched this side with Xiao Wu.

After the little girl finished writing about her mother, she started drawing on the ground. Zhao Xiangjun could see clearly that she was drawing a portrait, a woman's portrait.

The shopkeeper looked at the mud on the little girl's feet and asked curiously, "Where are you looking for your mother? Why are your feet covered in mud?"

The little girl, who was drawing with her head down, looked up and whispered, "My mother is in the cemetery—"

The shopkeeper's pupils constricted sharply. He opened his mouth, as if something was choking him, and after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a few words: "Grave...cemetery?" His eyebrows furrowed into a deep furrow, his eyes twitched, and his gaze involuntarily shifted from the little girl's mud-stained cloth shoes to the portrait of the woman she had drawn—the rough lines outlining a blurry smile, starkly glaring against the bluestone slabs. He instinctively took a half-step back, as if the chalk dust were red-hot charcoal.

Zhao Xiangjun suddenly grabbed He Qing's wrist, only to find that her fingers were ice-cold.

The shop owner asked in a trembling voice, "Why did you draw her belly so big?"

The little girl suddenly smiled, lay down on the ground, nestled in the arms of the woman she had drawn, and murmured, "This way, Mommy can hold me. I want Mommy to hold me—"

The boss could no longer hold back, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing's eyes were filled with tears. Yan Yue stepped forward to support them, saying, "Don't get agitated. Let's go back first. Let Xiao Wu handle things here."

She nodded and returned to the car with He Qing. Sitting in the back seat, she kept looking in the direction of her youngest daughter's house.

“Sister Xiangjun, let the Junxiao Charity Foundation handle this. We will sponsor her and provide her father with a 9-to-5 job, based on his abilities, so that he can take time to care for the child.”

He nodded. "That boss is a good person. I'll have my brother ask him to move the noodle shop into Junxiao Plaza and give him the lowest possible rent. Good people should be rewarded."

When Chen Xiao returned home that evening, he called out as soon as he entered the door, "Xiangjun, aren't you going to come out and greet me? Your husband is home—"

In the past, Zhao Xiangjun would have definitely retorted, "You're not stupid, isn't going home a normal thing?"

Today, she only hummed in response, seemingly uninterested, and upon closer inspection, He Qing also appeared to be in a bad mood. Chen Xiao immediately became anxious: "What's wrong with you two?"

It would have been better if they hadn't mentioned it, because as soon as Xiangjun and He Qing started crying again, Chen Xiao was terrified and quickly asked what was wrong.

After listening to Zhao Xiangjun's description of the situation, Chen Xiao sighed, "There are so many pitiful people in the world. Let us rich people do our part." (End of Chapter)