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

She didn't have Chen Xiao's phone number, only his WeChat, and tried calling him several times via WeChat but no one answered.

Why isn't this person answering the phone? I still owe you a thank you!
It's not that Chen Xiao isn't answering her calls, but he's on a transoceanic flight right now, where would he find internet access?
In the master suite of the Gulfstream jet, Chen Xiao rested for a while, then went outside and sat down in the regal chair next to the conference table. This chair features 24-way power adjustment, graphene heating, and aromatherapy massage. This chair alone is worth 30 yuan—a truly royal experience.

Seeing the flight attendants beside him, Chen Xiao waved, and Tang Tang and Zhou Xiaomei came over. "You two should rest for a while too, don't be so reserved."

These two have accompanied him twice now, right? Chen Xiao has never been that harsh on his own people.

The arrangement for the inspection was quite thoughtful. The plane was equipped with four flight attendants, a barista, a traditional Chinese medicine therapist, and two privacy assistants. Zhou Xiaomei and Tang Tang appeared as privacy assistants.

After inquiring about their situation, Chen Xiao learned they were still renting. He suddenly remembered the day he had slept with Qin Yaling and Chen Xiaoyan at the Junxiao Hotel, and the subsequent sweet meal the next morning. He had arranged for Zhang Ziqian to give each of them a 500 million yuan card. Later, he even bought Qin Yaling a luxury mansion in Beijing, but he seemed to have forgotten about the other two, offering nothing else.

"Ziqian, give each of them 100 million later, so they can go on a shopping spree in South Korea these next two days."

Tang Tang and Zhou Xiaomei were startled. Why did they receive so much? Then they exchanged a glance and realized that after a long time, President Chen had changed his attitude towards them and others. This was the advantage of being in the starting lineup. The substitutes were still earning a monthly salary of 5 yuan and had never received any bonuses.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen!" "Thank you, Mr. Chen!"

The time on the plane was too short for him to even play a game, so he asked the two of them to massage his legs and shoulders so that Ziqian could rest for a while. He still cared about his chief secretary and was afraid that she would get tired.

Zhang Ziqian thought Li Zhi'en would wait for her at the hotel, but instead, she came to the airport and took the hotel's helicopter to Junxiao Hotel. "It's been a while since we last met. I should catch up with her first," Zhang Ziqian shook her head. "It's broad daylight; I'm letting Li Zhi'en have a busy day again."

A few hours later, Chen Xiao held Lee Ji-eun's fair body in his arms, chatting about South Korea. He remembered that his last visit was to see Guo Fu and check out his shops on Rodeo Street. Later, he had a conflict with Zheng Yishan, the son of Hyundai Motors, but that guy was smart enough to know better and didn't dare to cause trouble after learning his identity, and he never bothered Lee Ji-eun again.

Even so, the "Blue Star Guardian" caused a lot of trouble for Hyundai Motor's sales outlets in various markets around the world, causing Hyundai Motor's sales to decline by more than 15% in those months. Zheng Yishan almost collapsed, but fortunately, Chen Xiao let him off the hook because he didn't fight back or talk back.

When this person was mentioned, Lee Ji-eun suddenly thought of something, "I heard that he invested in mining in South Africa a while ago, and I don't know how it was done, but he made a lot of money."

"That's all small change. Those mines over there are small gold mines. Your man, however, is a gold mine—"

No kidding, they still have to go through the trouble of digging and smelting. All I need to do is rack up my dedication points.

"Hmm—", he said, and then suddenly moved, catching Lee Ji-eun off guard.

"We're going to Rodeo Street this afternoon, and it's already evening—"

"OK, let's get up." He wasn't one to linger in battle; there was still plenty of time in the evening, so he'd get the important stuff done during the day.

Chen Xiao picked up his phone and looked at it, finding several messages. Besides the daily greetings from his woman, there was also one from Qin Yun.

In her message, she thanked Chen Xiao and told him that all five contracts had been signed and the payments had been made. Her excitement was palpable even through the text.

Finally, she even sent a transfer of 10 yuan, labeled as a bonus. She was treating him like a part-time salesperson! 10 yuan was nothing to her, but he knew Qin Yun didn't know how to thank him, so giving her money would probably make her feel more at ease.

These orders left her with a very generous profit margin. She hadn't originally planned to accept them, but after thinking about it, she decided to take them anyway. Otherwise, Qin Yun would feel indebted to her and wouldn't be able to repay the favor, lest it come to the point of her offering herself in return.

After clicking "collect," he replied with another message: "Now that you've made money, change your tea set. The smell of your disposable cups is enough to make me feel poisoned."

Huh—? Suddenly, he noticed a system notification in his mind. He opened the message and read:
"Ding~! Detected that the host has received a business commission bonus of 10 yuan from Feiyun Technology Co., Ltd., and a dedication bonus of 1120 million yuan. After the reward, the account balance is 1920.6 billion yuan."

Qin Yun's company even offers a dedication bonus? Qin Yun, you've really opened up new avenues for success! The system is taking care of you. He's already looking down on over 1000 million; his daily welfare payment is 1300 million. But the system has essentially opened another channel for him to make money. Qin Yun is practically a mini-Feng Feifei.

"Blue Star Guardians" dispatched a bulletproof Mercedes-Maybach as Chen Xiao's vehicle in South Korea. He and Lee Ji-eun sat in the back, sipping champagne. Zhang Ziqian sat in the passenger seat, constantly receiving important information from various business units. She was responsible for extracting the key points and reporting them to Chen Xiao.

Rodeo Street
On the giant holographic screen of the Louis Vuitton flagship store, virtual idols dressed in the latest runway pieces danced with AI sales assistants, while crocodile skin bags in the window gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light under laser beams. In the bulletproof glass cases of the Chrome Hearts jewelry store, gothic rings were juxtaposed with BTS collaboration items, the price tags having so many zeros they looked like a malfunctioning barcode.

A Middle Eastern tycoon's pristine white robe swept past the floor-to-ceiling windows of a Dior menswear store, while a Russian model, holding an iced Americano, crashed into the mirrored wall of a Gucci store. In Gangnam District, women with surgically enhanced faces roamed like products on an assembly line, their noses reflecting light so brightly the streetlights paled in comparison.

Chen Xiao and Lee Ji-eun arrived near "Starry Night" and saw a live streamer doing Chinese-language shopping ("My darlings, these are the last three Chanel 19s before the price increase!").
"In the future, our limited editions should also achieve this effect."

Lee Ji-eun nodded. The "Starry Night" store is also not very big. It was carved out of a Burberry store with 600 square meters of space. The main reason is that "Starry Night" currently has relatively few product categories. If the area is larger, it will not be able to fill the shelves and will look empty.

According to Chen Xiao's plan, he would first focus on making good clothing and leather goods to gain consumer recognition, and then launch other luxury categories. Finally, the "Starry Night" flagship store would be a super store with a size of nearly 1500 square meters or more.

The two entered the store together. Lee Ji-eun wore a mask and glasses to avoid being recognized by fans and attracting attention. The store's decor and layout were similar to those of Junxiaocheng in Shanghai, and there were quite a few customers inside. It seems that Chinese luxury brands still attract a lot of attention.

Huh? Chen Xiao suddenly spotted a familiar figure in the store. What was she doing here?

Qiu Qiaoqiao was in the "Xingque" store, watching the promotional video of Li Zhi'en playing on the LED screen. She did not notice Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao, with Lee Ji-eun by his side, didn't go up to call her, which he found strange. She couldn't possibly have known beforehand that he was coming to South Korea and deliberately arranged a chance encounter.

If she really wanted something to happen between them, she wouldn't have refused the 500 million that night at the karaoke bar.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence, or perhaps she was destined to be with him? Such a thought suddenly popped into Chen Xiao's mind.

Qiu Qiaoqiao was carrying two sets of clothes and paying at the cashier. It seemed she was quite supportive of the Huaxia brand. Chen Xiao was looking forward to seeing her next time she wore "Starry Night" clothes, wondering if she would look even more stunning.

As she was leaving, she inadvertently saw Chen Xiao, was slightly surprised, nodded, and then left the "Star Palace" shop.

Chen Xiao rubbed her chin. Everyone was so familiar with each other, yet she didn't even come up to say hello, just nodded? She seemed to have a cold or arrogant streak in her bones.

Yunxian Palace

This is one of Seoul's most expensive restaurants, operating on a members-only basis, so ordinary people can't get in. However, as an international superstar, Lee Ji-eun is certainly qualified to enter. That evening, she brought Chen Xiao here to try some Korean cuisine.

Unhyeongung Palace is not a palace in the traditional sense, but rather the most politically influential private residence during the late Joseon Dynasty. Its special status stems from the fact that it was the birthplace and childhood home of King Gojong (the founding emperor of the Korean Empire). In 2024, Unhyeongung Palace is a peculiar blend of historical relics and modern aristocratic culture.

As the two women, accompanied by Zhang Ziqian and surrounded by bodyguards, entered, they happened to see another group of people following a young man in his thirties like stars around the moon. As they turned the corner, Li Zhien whispered, "That's Zheng Yishan—"

Oh? Although Chen Xiao had a conflict with Zheng Yishan last time because of Li Zhien, he had never met Zheng Yishan in person and had no interest in learning about Zheng Yishan's affairs. He went into the private room that Li Zhien had booked in advance with her.

The private room that Lee Ji-eun booked could only accommodate four people; it was very small and elegant, perfect for couples. A sommelier was standing nearby; the service fee was approximately 2000 RMB.

There was also a demonstration of court etiquette, recreating Empress Myeongseong's dining process. Actually, Chen Xiao wasn't interested in this; this tiny country had learned many of its customs from China, and their imitations were rather clumsy. However, out of consideration for Lee Ji-eun, he still offered a few words of praise.

It's clear that Lee Ji-eun is very happy. She's probably the woman who has seen Chen Xiao the least among all of his women, almost on par with Guo Fu.

"Ziqian, try this Nanyang Han beef. It's from a special ranch in Hengcheng County." Li Zhien's words to Zhang Ziqian, the chief secretary, had a hint of flattery in them. They both knew that this woman would be Chen Xiao's woman sooner or later, and she was almost always by Chen Xiao's side, even taking him on business trips. The trust she placed in him was obvious.

Zhang Ziqian thanked him. To be honest, she wasn't used to eating corn vegetables; to her, this was much like kimchi. Midway through the meal, Zhang Ziqian went to the restroom. When she came out, she suddenly saw a familiar figure. It was the aloof yet incredibly beautiful woman she and President Chen had met in the themed town—she was dining here too!

However, she seemed to have run into trouble. A man in his thirties, dressed very elegantly, clearly from high society, or even the kind of South Korean chaebol she'd seen on TV, blocked her way.

Qiu Qiaoqiao looked coldly at the person in front of her, "Get out of the way—"

The man babbled on and on for a while, then realized she didn't understand Korean. Hearing her speak Chinese, he asked the man next to him to translate for her.

"Miss, this is Mr. Zheng Yishan, President of Hyundai Motor. He would like to invite you to dinner."

Qiu Qiaoqiao glanced at them disdainfully, "I don't have the habit of eating with strangers, please move aside."

The translator chatted with Zheng Yishan for a few more minutes, then turned to Qiu Qiaoqiao and said, "Our boss said we should go have a couple of drinks and make some friends. Plus, there are international guests tonight, from a very powerful and influential company. Aren't you interested?"

He exuded confidence, as if beautiful women would be interested in modern cars or big capital.

Qiu Qiaoqiao didn't waste a second: "I'm not interested."

After speaking, she tried to walk around them, but it was clear that Zheng Yishan didn't want to let her go; the woman was simply too beautiful. His former crush, Lee Ji-eun, while possessing looks that appealed to him, was honestly not as beautiful as the woman before him. Besides, Lee Ji-eun had been snatched away by someone he couldn't afford to offend, becoming that person's girlfriend. Now, not only him, but no Korean tycoon would dare mess with her; the man behind her possessed incredible wealth and power. A few months ago, he almost ruined Hyundai Motors in the international market. Fortunately, the other party had recently quieted down; otherwise, he would have been preparing to ask his grandfather to come out of retirement and take him to China to apologize.

Zheng Yishan waved his hand, and his men immediately blocked Qiu Qiaoqiao's path. Her expression changed; she hadn't expected these people to be so arrogant, daring to block people in public?
"Think carefully, I am Chinese—"

The meaning is clear: if things escalate and become an international dispute, no matter what kind of car it is, Hyundai Motors, can it withstand the pressure from major powers? Do you want to cause an international dispute?
Upon hearing the translation, Zheng Yishan laughed heartily: "I was just inviting you for drinks; this has nothing to do with international disputes."

"Alright, I need to go pick up our VIP guests. Are you coming with me, or should we have them accompany you back to the private room first?"

He meant that if she complied, she could accompany the VIPs; if she didn't, then the bodyguards would forcibly take her to the private room.

Qiu Qiaoqiao looked around, thinking of a way to escape. She hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Just then, a pleasant female voice came from the side: "Are you in trouble?"

Turning her head abruptly, Qiu Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up. It was her? One of Chen Xiao's people. It seemed Chen Xiao was nearby. A weight lifted from her heart. She was very clear about Chen Xiao's power. At the same time, she glanced at the two short-haired girls next to Zhang Ziqian, who were looking at Zheng Yishan's bodyguards with disdain.

Zheng Yishan also looked over and, seeing yet another beautiful woman, immediately smiled and said, "Great! Double happiness! Let's celebrate together!"

Zheng Hao, Zheng Yishan's secretary, felt that Zhang Ziqian looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen her before. Finally, he realized that she looked a lot like Huaxia Dongge's wife, which explained why he felt like he had seen her somewhere before. So he stopped thinking about it.

Qiu Qiaoqiao nodded to Zhang Ziqian, "They blocked my way and wouldn't let me pass." She pointed to the four burly men wearing sunglasses next to Zheng Yishan, and her clenched fists relaxed.

Zhang Ziqian acted as if she hadn't heard Zheng Yishan's words. She had met Zheng Hao before; he had stopped President Chen on Rodeo Street last time and gotten a beating afterward—he really didn't learn his lesson. Little did she know, Zheng Hao's focus that time was entirely on Li Zhi'en; he hadn't paid any attention to her. Besides, He Qing and Wang Ping were with her; Zheng Hao probably thought they were tourists.

He looked at Zheng Hao and asked, "Will you move aside yourselves, or do I need to ask you to move aside?"

As Zheng Yishan's assistant and henchman, Zheng Hao naturally had to obey his master in everything. He laughed and said, "You guys should come with us. Your two companions don't need to come."

It's obvious that the two bodyguards Zhang Ziqian brought didn't meet Zheng Yishan's aesthetic standards.

Zhang Ziqian nodded, turned to the two short-haired girls and said, "Then please ask them to leave—", then turned to Qiu Qiaoqiao and said, "You come with me first, we'll go out together in a bit."

Qiu Qiaoqiao nodded, knowing that she must be going to Chen Xiao's place, as it was the safest place.

"Leave? None of you are getting away," Zheng Hao laughed, then waved his hand, and four bodyguards wearing sunglasses came forward to grab him. They were almost two meters tall, and in their minds, it would be a piece of cake to capture him. But they were wrong. In the blink of an eye, they were kicked in the jaw and sent flying backward.

The burly man behind him was shocked and began to pay attention to the two short-haired girls. He saw one of the short-haired female bodyguards suddenly step to the left, and the sunglasses-wearing bodyguard's pupils instinctively shifted for 0.3 seconds—this brief blind spot allowed her other companion to cut into the center line of the burly man on the right.

Before he could react, the girl grappled and threw him to the ground, while simultaneously gripping the second bodyguard's Adam's apple cartilage with her right hand in a tiger claw motion—a move medically known as "craniothyrome compression," which can cause instant incapacitation.

In an instant, all four bodyguards were taken down.

A side kick sent the first bodyguard airborne, his saliva still suspended in mid-air; a knee strike to the stomach of the second bodyguard caused him to bend over and spew out stomach acid that soaked Zheng Hao's crocodile leather shoes; the third bodyguard knocked over the champagne tower, and in the slow-motion replay of the shattering crystal glasses, Zhang Ziqian's pure and abstinent profile was reflected; the last bodyguard crashed to his knees, his knee slamming into the marble floor with a loud bang.

He flicked his right wrist and looked at Zheng Yishan.

Zheng Yishan's expression changed drastically, and he turned and left, saying, "Zheng Hao, you stay here to clean up the mess. I'm going to pick up our VIP guests."

Zhang Ziqian smiled and said to Zheng Hao, "Can we leave now?"

Zheng Hao wiped his sweat. This scene seemed familiar. Back when his group went to the Signier Hotel to cause trouble for that General Manager Chen, they were easily defeated by a female bodyguard. How could there be so many strong women in this world?

A strange light flashed in Qiu Qiaoqiao's eyes; clearly, the two female bodyguards' skills had greatly surprised her. It should be known that those selected as bodyguards by the Contemporary Group were no ordinary individuals, yet these burly men were treated like children by adults by the two young girls, with no chance to fight back whatsoever.

Zheng Hao retreated a long way, and only after Zhang Ziqian and the others left did he curse, "You bunch of good-for-nothings can't even beat a woman."

It wasn't just a matter of being outmatched; it was an instant kill. Zheng Hao knew Zheng Yishan's personality; he had to get revenge for this loss, otherwise, where would he put his face?

So you think you can fight? You can take on four, then forty, or even 400? I guarantee you won't leave this shop today. A few Chinese people, daring to act so arrogantly here. Do you think you're Chen Xiao? Not everyone can make the boss back down.

Zheng Hao scurried out excitedly to greet the distinguished guests with Zheng Yishan. Today's guests were several mine owners from South Africa. Recently, the chairman had made several investments there with good returns, earning him praise from the president and gradually increasing his influence within the family.

When he arrived, the guests had just arrived. Upon seeing Zheng Hao, Zheng Yishan cursed, "You send someone over and bring those two women to me. Let's see how I deal with them."

"It's all arranged, a bus will be here soon!"

"Okay, come and report to me after you've taken care of it—" After saying that, the back door of a Genesis G90 opened, and Zheng Yishan went to greet him.

Watching the president lead the distinguished guest and his bodyguard inside, Zheng Hao checked the time; his men would arrive in five minutes at most. Just then, he saw several vehicles bearing the "Blue Star Guardian" company logo pull up in the Yunxian Palace parking lot.

"Blue Star Guardians" also has a branch in South Korea, now employing over 1000 people, making it a massive multinational force. Zheng Hao knew this outsider seemed to be connected to that CEO Chen, because during the conflict at the Signil Hotel, the perpetrators were from "Blue Star Guardians." Subsequently, Hyundai Motors' business suffered setbacks globally, and the shadow of "Blue Star Guardians" could be seen behind it all. This was also why the president was so wary of Chen Xiao; not only was he incredibly wealthy, but he also wielded unconventional power.

Zheng Yishan had specifically sought out people to learn about this force. The war with Balochistan and the recent events in Syria were all chilling to contemplate.

"What are these people doing here?" Zheng Hao knew these people were good fighters. If the Zheng family hadn't trained many thugs themselves, they would have wanted to cooperate with the "Blue Star Guardians." These people were much stronger than the bunch of good-for-nothings he had brought.

Soon, the Zheng family's bodyguards arrived in a bus, filed off, and followed Zheng Hao, heading aggressively and in a grand procession towards the private room Zhang Ziqian had just entered.

Meanwhile, in Li Zhi'en and Chen Xiao's private room, a set of tableware was added for Qiu Qiaoqiao. Chen Xiao hadn't expected to run into her here again. What kind of fate kept bringing them together unexpectedly? (End of Chapter)