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

In front of the Junxiao Lakeside CBD Center Building, a Bentley Mulsanne slowly came to a stop, and the driver jogged out and opened the car door.

After stepping down, President Wang said quietly to his special assistant, "This is probably the worst meeting I've ever had—"

The assistant didn't know how to answer and could only remain silent. He could sense Mr. Wang's helplessness. In the past, wherever he went, the head of the other party would always have a red carpet laid out to greet him personally, not to mention the welcome messages displayed on the LED screens of various companies. However, today's visit to Junxiao Group felt just like when he first started as a salesman and went to visit clients, without being valued at all.

Have you contacted the other party?

Mr. Wang sensed that a large crowd had gathered around him, pointing and whispering. His face was practically a household name, and if he couldn't quickly enter Chen Xiao's office area, he would easily be surrounded by onlookers.

The assistant replied, "Assistant Zhang said he'll be down right away."

He was about to come down when he was surprised that Zhang Ziqian hadn't come to greet him beforehand. Mr. Wang was quite unaccustomed to this cold reception; he hadn't experienced it in decades. Fortunately, Zhang Ziqian came down quickly, nodded to Mr. Wang, and said, "Mr. Wang, please follow me—"

Mr. Wang didn't see any admiration on her face. Wasn't he always an idol for young people? He then laughed self-deprecatingly. She was with Chen Xiao, and someone like him probably didn't even qualify to be an idol.

Upon reaching the 58th floor, Mr. Wang saw the luxurious office area and thought to himself that Chen Xiao truly knew how to enjoy life. It was pathetic; he had worked diligently his entire life, devoting all his energy to his job, yet he couldn't compete with this young man in his twenties, whose mind was mostly on having fun.

The moment of truth is approaching, Mr. Wang is about to meet the man in person, the boss of Junxiao Group, who has dealt him a crushing defeat in the business world. Although he has seen his photo before, he is still quite excited to meet him in person.

Out of respect for his seniors, Chen Xiao stood up from the sofa and shook hands with President Wang and the other man, saying, "Please sit down!"

Mr. Wang sat down and looked Chen Xiao up and down. He had thought Chen Xiao was too young and handsome in the photos before, and that it was just a matter of camera filters. But now he realized that Chen Xiao was indeed young, like he had just graduated from university.

Mr. Wang, who has never accepted his age, suddenly had a feeling that "new talents emerge in every generation, and new people replace the old."

"President Chen, I really didn't expect to be defeated by such a young person—", President Wang sighed, admitting his defeat for the first time.

Chen Xiao laughed, "You didn't lose to the young people, you lost to Xu Jun."

Xu Jun? The chairman of Junxiao Commercial Management Group, formerly the general manager of a store under Wansheng Group. At the annual meeting, he couldn't even get close to General Manager Wang.

Mr. Wang's face was rather grim. Losing to his former subordinate was worse than losing to Chen Xiao. "What, am I not even worthy to be your enemy?" Mr. Wang asked, clearly displeased.

But Chen Xiao was clearly not going to indulge him. "President Wang, let's get down to business. Um, please don't take offense, I'm not in a good mood today."

What does that mean? Is it a reiteration of his previous explanation, or a warning that he's in a bad mood and should be more careful? Mr. Wang's face darkened. This young man lacks sportsmanship.

Mr. Wang came here mainly to discuss the sale of Wansheng Film and Television. Originally, this acquisition should have been negotiated by the professional negotiation teams of the two companies first, and then handed over to the two bosses for final confirmation. However, Mr. Wang wanted to take this opportunity to resolve his personal grievances with Chen Xiao and settle the matter of Wang Lun, which is why he came here to compromise.

Chen Xiao naturally understood his thoughts. He was simply taking his anger out on Wang Lun. The responsibility for that incident was basically Wei Ming's, which was why Chen Xiao had ruthlessly attacked Jincheng Sports Group. Wei Ming, on the other hand, had been tormented by Luffy to the point that Luffy was still afraid to leave his house. As for Wang Lun, Chen Xiao mainly targeted Wansheng Group and didn't do anything to Wang Lun himself.

Time was limited, so Chen Xiao got straight to the point, taking the documents Zhang Ziqian handed him, which contained basic information about Wansheng Film and Television:
Total assets: 320 billion. This includes fixed assets such as IP rights, filming locations, and cinemas.

Debt ratio: 68%, significantly higher than the industry average.

Annual revenue: 62 billion, which has been declining year by year for the past two years.

Net profit is only 2.5 million yuan per year.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xiao laughed, "I originally thought that Wansheng Film and Television was a worthwhile investment given its reputation, but after looking at the data, I realized that earning 2.5 million yuan a year is less than what I could earn by opening a few lobster and barbecue restaurants."

Mr. Wang was so angry he almost vomited blood. To compare his hard work and past pride with a lobster barbecue restaurant was simply outrageous.

Wansheng Film & Television's core assets mainly lie in the top IPs of several blockbuster movies, with an estimated valuation of 80 billion yuan. Another asset is its cinema chain resources; it has nearly 300 Wansheng cinemas nationwide. This segment has been impacted by streaming media, resulting in a slight decrease in valuation to less than 50 billion yuan. Finally, there are its signed director/editor resources, valued at around 10 billion yuan.

Finally, Junxiao Group's professional team offered an acquisition proposal: a full acquisition would be valued at 120 billion yuan.

Chen Xiao tossed the documents aside. "Mr. Wang, then give me a price."

Mr. Wang hadn't even finished his cup of tea yet. Rumor had it that Chen Xiao's acquisitions were always simple and straightforward, but Mr. Wang was somewhat surprised that he handled a multi-billion dollar acquisition so effortlessly.

He held up two fingers and looked at Chen Xiao.

"What do you mean, 2 yuan?"

Mr. Wang almost lost his composure, completely exasperated. "Are you kidding me? This is an acquisition discussion, why are you being so unserious?"

"Did I misunderstand? Mr. Wang, I'm not deaf, I don't need to speak sign language—"

{You little brat, how can you have no respect for elders?}
"200 billion!"

"Ziqian, see the guest out!"

Mr. Wang's face tightened. "Damn it, this is too much! Rumor has it that Chen Xiao is so good at negotiating that he wouldn't even bother haggling over hundreds of billions. What's going on today? Does he think he can take me for granted?"
The assistant noticed the boss's embarrassment; indeed, when had Mr. Wang ever encountered something like this?

Zhang Ziqian smiled faintly, stood up and said, "President Wang, let me take you to see Chairman Xu Jun."

That won't do. Today's meeting with Chen Xiao didn't achieve anything either. He's also eager to sell Wansheng Films. Just like Chen Xiao saw, what's the point of earning 200 million a year? If he put that 20 billion in the bank, the interest would be more than that. Besides, he's now scaling back his operations; he needs to use that money to buy some prime commercial plazas—that's his core business.

With a grim expression, Mr. Wang said to Chen Xiao, "Mr. Chen, the price is negotiable. In a sale, I'm the one who sets the price, and you can negotiate. If you think it's reasonable, you can try to negotiate."

"Oh, you can bargain? You should have said so earlier, you scared me!" Chen Xiao pretended to be scared, which almost made Zhang Ziqian laugh. The boss was really acting a bit nonsensical today.

Mr. Wang mentally regulated himself, trying not to swear. "Yes, we can negotiate the price. Mr. Chen, tell me your desired price."

Chen Xiao pretended to tap the calculator a few times, which made General Manager Wang even more exasperated. "Are you buying cabbages at the market? Why are you fiddling around with a calculator like that?"

After some maneuvering, Chen Xiao offered a price that made President Wang want to vomit blood: "20 billion, a friendly price."

"Friendship my ass!" President Wang roared, startling Zhang Ziqian, who thought the old man was going to attack President Chen.

"Mr. Chen, I'm here to discuss business, not to joke around."

Chen Xiao's smile remained unchanged. "I'm not joking with you. If you earn 20 million a year, and I invest 2 billion, it would take me 10 years to recoup my investment. That's a shockingly low rate of return. Isn't this a friendly price?"

"Damn it, is this how you calculate things?" Mr. Wang angrily turned to leave, but after a few steps, he looked back and saw that this bastard wasn't even trying to stop him. So he had no choice but to walk back. "Mr. Chen, the price can be negotiated, but you've gone too far. It's clearly not sincere."

"Too much? Okay then, add some more, 30 billion. I'll add 10 billion all at once, isn't that generous enough?"

Mr. Wang returned to the sofa, but his return was an admission of defeat; his trump card had been exposed.

Actually, negotiating with Chen Xiao doesn't require much skill. It doesn't matter if Chen Xiao has more or less; he's just teasing President Wang. Back then, Xiang Jun was in danger, and He Qing was injured by Wei Ming. He still hasn't gotten over that. Plus, last night, Xiang Jun was almost accidentally injured by the people that bastard Zhao Cheng hired. Today, he wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, and President Wang just happened to walk right into his trap.

Mr. Wang checked the time. He had given himself half an hour. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Mr. Chen, the minimum is 180 billion. If that's acceptable, we'll proceed. If not, I'll find another buyer."

Chen Xiao nodded indifferently, "Then go find another buyer—"

Mr. Wang's face flushed. "150 billion?" he said, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

Chen Xiao didn't speak, but looked down at the time and said to Zhang Ziqian, "Call Chairman Xu Jun up. It's almost time. I'm going to take a nap."

"Damn it," Mr. Wang was about to lose his temper and wanted to smash the cup in his hand on the ground. Chen Xiao said calmly, "Let me remind you, this tea set costs 3000 million. If you smash it, a whole square's worth of rental income will be gone."

Mr. Wang, panting heavily, looked at Zhang Ziqian, who was about to send a message to Xu Jun, and finally said to Chen Xiao with all his might, "120 billion, no less!"

Chen Xiao stood up. "President Wang, please wait a moment. Xu Jun will be here soon. I'm a little tired, please excuse me."

Seeing that Chen Xiao was truly leaving, President Wang shouted one last time, "80 billion, and Wang Lun's matter is wiped clean—"

This time, Chen Xiao turned back and said, "So, in Mr. Wang's eyes, Wang Lun is only worth 40 billion?"

Seeing Chen Xiao return and walk back to the sofa, President Wang looked disgusted. Ignoring his teasing, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're wrong. He's worthless in my eyes. This 40 billion is just to give President Chen face."

Wow, Chen Xiao didn't expect Lao Wang to be so eloquent, completely changing his impression of him.

Chen Xiao waved his hand, "President Wang, how much do you underestimate me? Is my reputation only worth 40 billion?"

Mr. Wang felt like he was about to have a heart attack. You think 40 billion is not enough for face? How about you add 10 billion? Consider it giving me face. My face is worth 10 billion. I have no objection.

"Then let's go for 80 billion. I see that Mr. Wang is quite short of money. I'll give him face and take it for 80 billion. It will help solve Mr. Wang's urgent problem."

"If you were short of money back then, I was the first to step forward and help. That was when we bought the Jiangzhou Wansheng Plaza; I didn't even haggle, and I even paid a premium."

This is truly rubbing salt into the wound. If you were to ask what Mr. Wang regrets most in his life, it would definitely be selling Jiangzhou Wansheng Plaza to Junxiao Group. This was a classic case of letting a wolf into the house.

"What about Wang Lun?" "Mr. Wang, you really underestimate me. Would I stoop to the level of a junior? In other words, if I wanted to cause him trouble, do you think he could hide in the capital and escape? You've all misunderstood me. I'm not the kind of person who holds grudges. I'm very magnanimous."

Mr. Wang sneered, "I heard you're the type to take revenge immediately." He breathed a sigh of relief; Chen Xiao's response meant he wasn't planning on physically eliminating Wang Lun. Attacking Wansheng Group was business competition, and neither side was going to back down.

Toot——

Xu Jun timed his arrival perfectly, arriving at the 29-minute mark. Chen Xiao stayed until the last minute to exchange pleasantries and say goodbye to General Manager Wang.

"Alright, Mr. Wang, I'm going to a car show later. I'll have Xu Jun accompany you today. He's one of your former subordinates, so it'll be a good opportunity for us to catch up."

Screw you, are you trying to disgust me? That nobody I looked down on back then now has more influence in the commercial real estate industry than I do. Doesn't it feel awkward to be around him?
Xu Jun bowed to Chen Xiao and called out, "Boss—", then smiled and looked at President Wang, "President Wang, long time no see, you still look as dashing as ever."

Previously, he was someone to be revered; now, they are equals. President Wang rose and shook hands with Xu Jun, forced to acknowledge Xu's high standing in the business world.

"You two can chat here. Ziqian and I are going to the Jiangzhou Auto Show to see how the Junxing M8 performs. You stay here with President Wang. You can have lunch upstairs; let Ziqian make the arrangements."

When discussing such a big business deal, one should treat the other party to a good meal; Chen Xiao still has a sense of ownership.

Finally, after shaking hands with President Wang to say goodbye, Chen Xiao smiled and said to him, "President Wang, actually, I can accept 120 billion. Sigh—I really don't want to take advantage of your 40 billion, but I can't bear to refuse your sincere offer."

You bastard, you've gone too far in bullying me.

Just as Chen Xiao was about to leave, President Wang suddenly called him back.

"President Chen—"

Chen Xiao turned around, and President Wang said through gritted teeth, "Deduct another 30 million from the acquisition payment—"

What's wrong with this old man? Has he lost his mind? Isn't 3000 million a lot of money?
Then there was a loud bang, and the blue and white porcelain cup fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.

"Can I smash a 3000 million yuan cup?"

Damn it, that old bastard, he's got a childish mentality. Oh well, let's not stoop to his level, we've already taken advantage of him.

"Okay, sure—remember to pay for the floor repairs when you leave."

After saying that, he turned and left. Inside the room, President Wang could still hear Chen Xiao saying to Zhang Ziqian, "Ziqian, I've found that bargaining is quite enjoyable. I used to always give people a premium when negotiating, but this time someone offered me 40 billion, and I'm not used to it."

Mr. Wang started searching the office again, which startled Xu Jun: "Mr. Wang, why don't we go downstairs? You can smash a few things in my office; they're not worth much. If you smash things here, you might end up with all 80 billion yuan gone in no time."

Damn it, this is so frustrating!

Today is the Jiangzhou International Auto Show. The Junxing M8 has just been launched and has received a lot of orders. The Junxing M7 and Junxing M8 are both present at this auto show, and Chen Xiao plans to go and take a look.

Just as she entered the elevator, Zhang Ziqian received a message from Cha Lan, saying that he was coming to apologize to President Chen.

"Let him go to the auto show, and talk while he's there."

Many new car launches are now done online via live stream, allowing consumers to receive firsthand information. As a result, auto shows are not as crowded as in previous years. The traditional luxury car BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi) booths are deserted, while the new energy vehicle section is quite busy. The two of them had just entered the auto show when Chalan came over.

He looked haggard, hadn't slept well all night, and was filled with lingering fear. If Zhao Xiangjun had really been bumped into by those two yesterday, he would have died a hundred times over.

Chen Xiao looked at him and said calmly, "Old Cha, I wasn't in a good mood yesterday, please don't mind. I shouldn't have taken my temper out on you."

Cha Lan burst into tears and almost knelt down again. President Chen's words meant that he still believed in him, but he knew that this was only because Zhao Xiangjun was alright; otherwise, he would have been implicated.

He was indeed wronged. Zhao Cheng and Zhao Xiangjun would never have crossed paths in their lives. Who knew that when he tried to murder Zhang Yan, he would mistakenly identify her as the wrong person? Perhaps Zhang Yan was just lucky; if it weren't for Xiangjun, her child probably wouldn't have survived.

"Tell me, how did you handle it?"

Chen Xiao walked to a corner and Cha Lan followed, reporting his findings to him.

Check his divorce from his wife —

Hearing this, Chen Xiao couldn't help but joke, "Then you must have suffered quite a bit of financial loss, right?"

Cha Lan shook his head. "No, when we got married, we made things very clear to each other, and the shares were notarized. But back then, it wasn't me who was wary of her, it was her who was wary of me."

He nodded, without asking any further questions. Looking at that small amount of money, he really didn't care for it.

"As for Zhao Cheng, within a month, he will be prosecuted for suspected loan fraud and imprisoned to work on a sewing machine. Two burly men will be going in with him and will live with him to take good care of him."

Just when Chen Xiao thought that the so-called service was nothing more than beating him every day, he heard Cha Lan say in a sinister tone: "These two big men are both homosexuals. Zhao Cheng is good-looking, with fair skin and tender flesh, which just suits their taste."

Chen Xiao felt a chill run down his spine. He had known that the old man was cunning and wicked, but he never expected him to be so vicious.

"Six months later, he will be released from prison early due to good behavior. Then he will go to Africa to develop his career. He has always been good at scheming, and mining should be the best place for him."

However, things are a bit chaotic in Africa; something could happen, and he might die. I hope he takes care of himself.

When he finally said "Take care," his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

According to the arrangement of the investigation, Zhao Cheng was truly living a life worse than death, but Chen Xiao would not sympathize with him. Such a person was not worth dying for; to lay a hand on the baby in his womb was utterly depraved.

"Alright, you can follow up and implement it. Let me know about each stage. Come on, let's go to the auto show."

Cha Lan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just escaped death, and followed Chen Xiao, half a step behind.

"General Manager Chen, General Manager Cha—"

A young man cautiously approached; it was Gao Lei, He Qing's classmate. That night at Shang K, Chen Xiao had said he would give him some orders, and Xiao Yuting had already arranged for Junxing Motors to finalize them.

He stopped daydreaming, and Chen Xiao naturally wouldn't try to kill him; such a nobody was beneath his notice.

Nodding, Gao Lei knew that President Chen had no intention of calling on him to speak, so he said goodbye and left.

After walking a few more steps, someone suddenly called out, "Mr. Cha, Mr. Cha—"

Chen Xiao turned his head and saw the man. He seemed to have seen him at the party last night. He should be one of the big shots present. Now that he saw him, he quickly walked over.

Cha Lan glanced at Chen Xiao, and seeing that he had stopped, she understood that he was allowed to exchange pleasantries, so she turned around and greeted him with a smile: "President Qin—"

"Mr. Cha, you've brought your assistant to the auto show again."

Assistant? She immediately realized they were referring to Chen Xiao, and Cha Lan really didn't know how to respond. Mr. Chen only had a cameo role last night; she wondered if he'd be acting again today.

At this moment, Chen Xiao said, "Boss, you go with your friend, Ziqian and I will take a walk around."

Having said that, he walked straight ahead without waiting for Cha Lan's reply. A few seconds later, Cha Lan reacted: "Oh, okay, okay, okay!"

Mr. Qin was extremely surprised. This assistant was quite something. He acted as if he was giving orders to his boss. His requests for instructions sounded like directives. Moreover, he left his boss alone and went out for a stroll with a girl. Shouldn't an assistant always be by the boss's side, ready to be summoned at any time?
"Mr. Cha, isn't your assistant a bit—"

Cha Lan understood what he meant, and laughed it off, "It's nothing, I'm used to it—"

"Mr. Cha, you have such a good temper. If I had an assistant like that, I'd fire him in a heartbeat—"

Cha Lan smiled and didn't dwell on the topic. "You have an assistant like that? If you had an assistant like that, you'd treat him like royalty every day. I don't know what good deeds my ancestors did to earn me the position of President Chen's loyal follower."

Zhang Ziqian followed Chen Xiao and asked curiously, "That person said you were Cha Lan's assistant. What kind of eyes did he have? But judging from your demeanor, you seem more like the boss."

"Ziqian, you've learned to flatter too. Do you want me to give you extra chicken legs?"

Zhang Ziqian wrinkled her nose. "I hate playing PUBG—"

Upon arriving at Junxing Auto's exhibition area, Chen Xiao immediately spotted Xie Xiaoxiao, who was leaning gracefully against the Junxing M8. He hadn't expected that she was collaborating with Junxing Auto this time; no wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he met her yesterday.

Xie Xiaoxiao sensed a pair of eyes watching her from the crowd. Unlike the fiery gazes of others, this look was warm. They say women have a sixth sense, and this was probably hers. Turning her head, she met Chen Xiao's gaze. Standing beside him was a stunningly beautiful woman, and also the glamorous CEO Cha from the previous night.

He smiled at him. This little assistant is so lucky. He can go out and stroll around with his boss every day and doesn't need to sit in the office.

Xu Gang was also present. When he saw the boss, he was about to come down, but Chen Xiao shook his head at him, indicating that he should go about his business.

"Chen Xiao—", someone suddenly called out to him. (End of Chapter)