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

I had originally told Mr. Xu that I would arrive in the evening, but the last morning exercise session started earlier, so it ended at 10 o'clock.

Zhao Xiangjun arranged for lunch to be served earlier, so that the two of them could eat before leaving. They got on the highway from Jiangzhou around 11 a.m. and arrived in Qingyun County two hours earlier than originally planned.

Mr. Xu was still at the Oriental Hotel when he received a call from his wife saying that their daughter and her boyfriend had returned. Mr. Xu was startled and quickly ran out of the hotel, heading straight for his Junxing M7.

My second uncle shouted from behind, "Slow down, slow down! You're so old, a fall could be terrible!"

The convoy didn't go in because the Xu family's garage couldn't hold that many cars. Chen Xiao joked, "You bought this house too small back then."

Xu Wu smiled slightly. Who could have imagined that Junxiao Group would develop into what it is today? Back then, she drove a Honda Enjoy S9, and this garage was big enough to hold it all. Now, she travels with a convoy, and she wants to travel light and simply, but Chen Xiao firmly forbids it. After being attacked several times, he has become particularly careful about security, not only for his own sake but also for the Chen family's. Any accident involving anyone around him would be a heavy blow to the Chen family.

Watching the bodyguards carry things into the storeroom, Xu's mother stood quietly to the side, smiling happily. She didn't know how these young girls had such strength, nor did she know why her daughter had brought so many people with her this time.

Didn't you say you were bringing your boyfriend home? Why are you bringing so many women instead?

Chen Xiao greeted Xu Wu's mother. Xu's mother was very satisfied with her daughter's boyfriend, who was so refined and handsome and very polite to her. She said to Xiao Qi and the others, "Slow down, slow down, don't bump into yourself."

He invited Chen Xiao into the house, saying, "Come in, have a seat. Your uncle went to the hotel. I just called him and asked him to come back."

Chen Xiao is a very outgoing person, and given his relationship with Xu Wu, this place feels just like his own home. His aunt made him some tea and placed it in front of him, but Xu Wu waved her hand, saying that he would drink gongfu tea and use the tea set.

The aunt knew this young lady was a very important person, so she quickly replied—.

Xu's father was driving a Junxing M7, while his second uncle was driving an Audi Q5. On the way, Xu Xin said, "My cousin seems to be doing very well. Just look at the room full of Moutai that my uncle has. It must be worth over a million."

"Yes, I saw her today. I'll find a chance to ask her what she does for a living and give her a piece of my mind. She can't just spend money recklessly. What's she doing buying so much Moutai?"

Xu Xin suddenly asked, "Do you think it's possible that my cousin works in the wine industry?"

My second uncle was smoking in the passenger seat. "That's impossible. No liquor company could possibly have that much Moutai." "Hey—Da Lao."

They do business in other places and only see each other a few times a year. I didn’t expect to see such a big shot in Qingyun County. Xu Xin glanced at it and said, “It’s a license plate from Jiangzhou. They’re probably just passing by.”

He hummed in agreement. "Goodness, if I get one of these and drive it back, everyone in town will look up to me, Xu Lao Er."

"Dad, don't even think about it. This kind of car is not something ordinary people like us can afford to ride in."

Uncle smiled and said, "That's true. When you see your cousin later, you can brag about it. It seems like that car was part of a convoy, with several Mercedes GLSs parked together."

"No way, Dad, do you mean those cars that tycoons ride in on TV, with bodyguards in front and behind?"

"A bodyguard vehicle? It's a Mercedes GLS in front and behind. Who would use this as a bodyguard vehicle?"

Xu Xin joked, "I heard that Junxiao Group, the most powerful company in the Han River region, and even one of the top companies in the country, is located in Jiangzhou. Could this car be his? Could it be that the boss of Junxiao Group has come to Qingyun County?"

Uncle Er blew a smoke ring out the window, "Who are they? What are they doing in Qingyun County? Attending your sister's wedding, haha—"

Xu Xin laughed, "If he could come to my sister's wedding, our Xu family and the Zhou family would become famous in the area. Many important people would come to befriend us."

Sigh—"Just drive carefully. Some dreams are beyond our reach. Although we've made some money, compared to others, we're nothing."

Xu Xin agreed with his father's words, that his family was destined to have nothing to do with Rolls-Royce in this lifetime.

After having his car delivered to the wedding company in Qingyun County for Zhou Dawei's wedding the next day, Cheng, the richest man, pondered at home how to visit the Xu family again. He figured he definitely needed to find an opportunity to pay his respects to President Xu since he was back, hoping for some resources. Furthermore, he hoped to befriend President Xu's boyfriend, regardless of his own influence; the most important thing was whether he could affect President Xu. This was Cheng's reason for wanting to meet him.

"Hey, why think so much? Just go. Even if it's not a good match, so what? At least I'll see him. If I'm too worried and miss today, I might not have another chance. Tomorrow at Zhou Dawei's wedding, I might not even have time to talk to President Xu."

With that thought in mind, I steeled myself and went to the Xu family again, uninvited once more. Anyway, Mr. Xu was used to it and probably wouldn't blame me.

When he arrived at Jindi Huafu, he happened to run into Mr. Xu's car returning. Upon seeing Mr. Cheng, he stopped the car, rolled down the window, and called out. Mr. Cheng had lent him a Maybach S680, which had been a great help to his younger brother, and Mr. Xu was very grateful.

Cheng, the richest man, made up an excuse: "I haven't finished treating Ziwei yesterday, so I'll go get it fixed again today."

Mr. Xu didn't know why Cheng, the richest man in the county, was even more addicted to growing these flowers and plants than he was. He wanted to refuse but felt embarrassed. He thought that Cheng also knew his daughter, so why not go back and sit down together? It just so happened that his future son-in-law was visiting, so it wouldn't be bad to have him stay for a couple of drinks that night. The richest man in the county was the best guest to accompany him.

Once in Xu's father's car, Cheng, the richest man, felt a surge of secret joy. Indeed, one cannot stand firm without ruthlessness; those who achieve great things must learn to be shameless.

Xu Wu accompanied her mother upstairs to talk, while Chen Xiao drank tea in the rooftop sunlit tea room, which offered a 270° panoramic view and abundant natural light. The glass dome and automatically dimming canopy were installed by Ding Yong at Xu Wu's request, as her father also enjoyed drinking tea, so this tea room was specially prepared.

A 3.2-meter-long boat-wood tea table + Hermes saddle leather armchair.

The water-boiling vessel is a pure silver Kyusu from the Japanese Shoundo; the tasting cup is a replica of the Yongzheng Doucai Chicken Cup.

It certainly doesn't match Chen Xiao's extravagance, but in the county town, it's already considered the epitome of luxury. It's a place to drink tea, cultivate one's mind and body, and Xu's father often enjoys spending his free time here.

Chen Xiao sat alone. It had been a long time since he had brewed tea himself. It was also rare for him to go out for tea without Zhang Ziqian. He had used his chief secretary for so long that she had become rusty and even brewing tea was a bit rusty.

On the first floor, Xu Wu and her mother came down. Xu's mother had previously inquired about Chen Xiao's age and whether he was good to her daughter. Now that the boy had come, there was no need to ask anymore. Seeing how well he and her daughter matched, Xu's mother was overjoyed. She had just pulled Xu Wu aside to talk, and in the past half hour, she had mentioned wanting to hold her grandson at least 10 times.

Xu Wu was helpless. Chen Xiao had also mentioned to her that she should hurry up and have a child, but she couldn't give up her work at Junxiao Group for the time being, so she decided to wait a little longer. She was afraid that this would disappoint her mother.

As soon as I came downstairs, I saw Xu's father and the others coming in from outside. My second uncle shouted loudly as soon as he entered the house, "Where's Xiao Chen? Where's Xiao Chen?"

Cheng, the richest man, wasn't as casual as him. There was no point in envying him; after all, he was the uncle. He cautiously stepped forward and greeted, "Hello, Mr. Xu!"

Uncle Er exclaimed, "Old Cheng, you know my niece too? That's great! My niece's career is going well now, maybe she can help you out."

Cheng, the richest man, quickly said, "President Xu has already taken great care of me. My Cheng family is extremely grateful."

Uncle laughed and said, "Don't be ridiculous. Your gratitude is just polite talk. I'll believe you when my niece helps you earn a million."

One million? Would President Xu pause for even a second over a matter of one million? Even a second would be disrespectful to time; her time is so precious.

Since Mr. Xu approved of his project and invested 5 million yuan, Cheng, the richest man, has earned no less than 5000 million yuan in the past six months.

Xu Wu nodded. She knew that Cheng, the richest man in the area, often came to their home. It was good to have the richest man in the area looking after her father. There shouldn't be anything that Cheng, the richest man in the area, couldn't handle.

"Mr. Chen is in the tea room upstairs. Let me take you up."

Since Xu's father had never met Chen Xiao, Xu Wu was bound to introduce them. While Xu's father and second uncle didn't think much of it, Cheng, the richest man, was trembling with excitement. To have President Xu lead the way—good heavens, he never dared to dream of such a thing!

Hearing footsteps outside, Chen Xiao knew it must be Xu's father returning, but he didn't expect his second uncle and a stranger to come as well.

Chen Xiao politely addressed Xu's father as "Uncle" and his second uncle. When they reached Cheng, the richest man, Xu's father introduced him: "This is Cheng, the richest man in our Qingyun County—"

The richest man? No wonder he likes to hang around the Xu family; he's very observant. Everyone sat down to drink tea, while Xu Wu went downstairs to keep her mother company.

"Let Xu Xin handle the tea-making. Xiao Chen is a guest, so we'll do it—" Uncle Er instructed Xu Xin to do the work, but Cheng Shoufu interrupted, "I'll do it. I make it all the time."

Uncle Er laughed and said, "Old Cheng, have you ever heard the saying, 'The more capable you are at work, the more work you'll have to do? As long as you're willing to endure hardship, you'll have endless hardship to endure'?"

Cheng, the richest man, was all smiles, seemingly never to get angry. They probably couldn't imagine how powerful and influential he was in his own company, how absolute his word was. At this moment, he looked like a smiling Buddha.

He discreetly observed Chen Xiao, sensing a subtle air of nobility about this refined and handsome young man—a very understated, low-key elegance. Chen Xiao handed the tea canister to Cheng, the richest man, saying, "Let's brew another one."

Cheng, the richest man, initially thought this was the Baihao Yinzhen (a type of medicinal herb) he had given him yesterday, but upon opening it, his expression changed. He had bought the Baihao Yinzhen yesterday for 20,000 yuan per kilogram, but this one was even better.

Thinking about what he had boasted about to Xu's father yesterday, he blushed a little. Looking at the tea canister, which was clearly one that Xu's father often used, his second uncle glanced at it and said, "This tea is quite good."

This is a 08 Fuding Silver Needle tea. The buds are plump like silver spears. After 16 years of aging, the white down has turned from bright white to bronze-gold, and the surface is covered with frosty crystals. When you lightly brush your fingers, the down rustles, like touching the Xuan paper of a Dunhuang scroll. It is dry but has a hidden resilience.

Add 5g of tea to a 150ml Zhuni teapot, and it instantly releases a vintage medicinal aroma, a complex blend of dried lotus leaves and wild honey. White steam swirls from the spout, rising with the subtle coolness of a camphor wood chest and the sweet mellowness of dried longan, creating layers of flavor like peeling back the layers of a carved wooden door in a century-old house.

The first brew was a light amber color (transparent and clear). My second uncle tasted it and felt a refreshing sensation on his tongue, as if he were holding ice chips. It was like a spring flowing from the bottom of his tongue, and his saliva was gushing out like a mountain stream.

"Good, good tea. Boss, did A-Wu also make this tea? What's the price? I'll get some for myself later."

Mr. Xu nodded. "It was sent back by A-Wu. I don't know the price."

Cheng, the richest man, continued, "This tea might cost 100,000 yuan per jin (500 grams)—"

These words startled the second uncle, who quickly said, "Old Cheng, do you even know what you're talking about? Don't talk nonsense, it's terrifying."

He smiled but didn't explain. He had been drinking tea for 30 years and could tell the quality of tea just by smelling it.

By the third infusion, the tea soup began to turn a golden malt color (with a golden ring), with a smooth and mellow taste like dendrobium juice, wrapped with the flavors of dried tangerine peel and plum, and a warm sandalwood aroma rising in the chest.

After seven infusions, the tea soup turned a sunset orange-red (with a noticeable gelatinous texture), and the taste was as thick as wild ginseng honey syrup. The aftertaste had a jujube peel aroma, and one would sweat slightly on the back, feeling the Qi flowing through the Ren meridian.

This tea can be used as medicine, and its aftertaste evokes the profound atmosphere of the traditional medicine cabinets in Ming and Qing dynasty pharmacies.

Chen Xiao didn't say much, mainly because his second uncle was too talkative and chattering. When he heard his second uncle ask again where to buy the tea, Chen Xiao said, "Take a pound of this back with you. We still have some at home—"

Xu Xin glanced at him and thought to himself, "You're only here for the first time, and you're already making decisions for your uncle? Isn't that a bit too much of a usurper?" He thought back to his first visit to his future father-in-law's house, when he sat upright and carefully considered every word he spoke. But Chen Xiao was here as casually as if it were his own home. He really didn't know how this person could do that.

Upon hearing Chen Xiao's words, Xu's father chimed in, "That's right, second son, take a pound back with you later. I have plenty here, and I also have other teas."

His second uncle and brother, of course, didn't stand on ceremony; he had no idea that a single jar of tea would cost over ten thousand yuan. Remembering the convoy they'd seen on the way here, he started boasting.

"Hey boss, did you see that Rolls-Royce convoy when you came back today?"

Mr. Xu nodded, and his second uncle turned to Chen Xiao and said, "Let me tell you, rich people these days know how to enjoy life. This Rolls-Royce Phantom is even equipped with four Mercedes-Benz GLS security vehicles. I wonder which big shot it is."

Cheng, the richest man, was taken aback, then his expression turned strange. Which big shot? It was obviously President Xu's car. His second uncle and eldest uncle didn't know anything about it. Oh, right, when they came back, President Xu's car should have already been driven to the hotel by the driver.

Uncle asked again, "Xiao Chen, do you know how much that car is worth?"

Chen Xiao nodded and smiled. Of course he knew, and he knew it perfectly well.

"Oh, how much do you think it is? That's not some entry-level model like the Ghost," Uncle Er began to show off his knowledge of luxury cars.

Chen Xiao said, "One hundred million—"

*Pfft*—Xu Xin couldn't help but spray tea onto the floor, but thankfully he turned his head quickly. His second uncle also choked and coughed a few times. "Xiao Chen, you're being too scary. That Rolls-Royce Phantom is expensive, but it can't be that expensive."

Xu Xin said, "Yeah, this car costs over 10 million. What kind of car is it if it costs 100 million? You might as well buy a helicopter. Let me explain this to you. You should never say that when you go out, or people will laugh at you."

Only Cheng, the richest man, remained solemn. He believed Chen Xiao's words, and only he knew that Junxiao Group could afford a car worth 10 billion, let alone 100 million.

He murmured to himself, "I've actually heard of a Rolls-Royce worth a hundred million—"

"What do you know, Lao Cheng—" His second uncle wasn't so polite to him. Chen Xiao was, after all, a son-in-law, so he had to save him some face.

If it were him, Cheng, the richest man, wouldn't have bothered to explain. But since Chen Xiao was being questioned, he had to step forward and explain: "It's true. The Saudi royal family has one. It's been modified. The bulletproof film on the windows can filter out the reflection from sniper scopes, and the onboard jammer can make drones within 200 meters go out of control. In the event of a kidnapping, stepping on the accelerator will instantly spray spike strips onto the road. Each door hinge of the bulletproof Phantom can withstand a pulling force of 2 tons—equivalent to lifting a Toyota Prado."

He spoke with such conviction that he stunned his second uncle. "Wow, really?"

Xu Xin had already opened his phone to check, and he was shocked to find out that it was true.

But then she laughed, "Even if they existed, they couldn't possibly appear in Qingyun County."

“That’s not necessarily true—” Cheng, the richest man, lowered his head and took a sip of tea. At that moment, his second uncle suddenly had a thought—when Old Cheng got serious, he seemed to have quite a presence, even stronger than the President Shen he knew.

"Don't forget, there is a highly respected super-enterprise in Jiangzhou. In terms of wealth, it may not be inferior to the Saudi royal family."

Chen Xiao smiled. Cheng, the richest man, was flattering him to his face. His own wealth was still far from that of the Saudi royal family, but given time, he believed he would surely surpass them, even exceeding the entire royal family's combined wealth. Therefore, he could accept Cheng's praise.

Junxiao Group? This name seems to have a kind of magic. Before, people thought it was a joke that a car was worth 100 million, but this name seems to represent persuasiveness, and everyone fell silent.

After a while, the second uncle chuckled and said, "We actually discussed this seriously for a long time because of Xiao Chen's statement about 100 million."

Then, changing the subject, "Xiao Chen, how have you been lately? Are you busy with work?"

He shook his head. "I'm not busy. Whenever you go to Jiangzhou, Second Uncle, you can always ask me for tea. I'm usually available."

Uncle Er and Xu Xin exchanged a glance. If someone has time to work anytime, doesn't that mean they don't have a fixed job? Even a businessman can't always have time; in fact, they might be busier than the average office worker in order to earn more money.

"Idle and lazy?" This thought popped into their heads at the same time.

"What about Ah Wu? Isn't she usually busy?" the second uncle asked, somewhat dissatisfied. How could a man not work hard?
When asked about Xu Wu, Chen Xiao felt a pang of sympathy. "She's so busy; she probably even has to save time for drinking water—"

Uncle was even angrier. "Xiao Chen, don't be angry with your uncle. We men are the pillars of the family. It's not right for A-Wu, a girl, to work so hard. If this job is really this tiring, we might as well quit."

Cheng, the richest man, choked and coughed violently. He was terrified. You're telling someone to quit their job as CEO of Junxiao Group? Putting aside the impact on President Xu himself, do you know how many people this has affected? Xu the Second, Xu the Second, I want to chop you up!

Take his business for example. He was in urgent need of a breakthrough in the research and development of a key technology. If he could overcome it, he would be a national leader in this field. However, he couldn't keep up with the funding. He approached many local funds to discuss financing, but they were either not interested or made exorbitant demands, asking him to give up too much of his profits.

During that period, Cheng Yuan, also known as Cheng the Richest Man, was so anxious that half of his hair turned white. Later, he heard that Junxiao Capital's investment policy was relatively lenient. As long as the project was good, the approval and disbursement were usually fast. He decided to give it a try and contacted them. On one occasion when President Xu returned to his hometown, he met with Xu Wu, who was then the general manager of Junxiao Capital Investment Management Co., Ltd.

Two of Mr. Xu's classmates were also present at that dinner. One of them is now the chairman of Junxiao Hotel Management Group, and the other, Mr. Gao, is now a highly respected figure and an absolute top influencer in the business world.

At the time, Ms. Xu directly approved an investment of no less than 2 million yuan for herself. Later, after returning to Jiangzhou, she carefully studied the project and had her subordinates inform her that she felt the project could be even bolder, with some technical standards set even higher, aiming for global top-tier status. She then directly allocated 5 million yuan in funding. As a result, Cheng Yuan went from being a wealthy man in Qingyun County to becoming the richest man in Qingyun County.

The success of this project brought Cheng Yuan enormous and sustainable long-term benefits. Of course, Junxiao Capital also profited handsomely.

Cheng, the richest man, has always considered Ms. Xu his benefactor, even though it might seem like he's trying to force a connection. A 5 million yuan investment—Ms. Xu would probably consider even glancing at it a waste of her time now. If they weren't from the same hometown, she probably wouldn't even remember who he is.

Being from the same hometown was Cheng's biggest advantage, so he would come to the Xu family to help every now and then, winning the approval of Xu's father and mother, which ensured the sustainability of the Cheng family's wealth.

Upon hearing his second uncle's words, Cheng, the richest man, was at a loss for words. Xu's identity should have been revealed to her relatives and friends by herself, not by him. At the same time, he was secretly wondering about the true identity of this Mr. Chen.

Chen Xiao, Chen Xiao? Suddenly, Cheng, the richest man, changed his expression drastically. Wasn't the "Xiao" in Junxiao Group the same as Chen Xiao's? Could it be...?
Cheng, the richest man, suddenly began to tremble as he held the cup. The sage was right in front of him, yet he had almost been blind and failed to recognize him.

The second uncle was about to continue advising Chen Xiao to work hard when the phone rang. It said Zhou Dawei's parents had arrived at the hotel. (End of Chapter)