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

That night, Feng Feifei stayed overnight at Xishan Linyu.

That scoundrel Chen Xiao actually called He Qing and Wang Ping over yesterday, and the group of them went on and on for hours. This made the young and handsome CEO bury his face under his pillow, too ashamed to look at anyone.

Let Feng Feifei adjust first, then we'll let her go with Bai Lu later. That would fulfill a promise we made. Bai Lu always said she'd take Feng Feifei to a spa for a massage, but she hasn't done it yet.

That night, he returned to Xiangjun's room and slept until 10:00 AM the next morning. When he arrived in the living room, Xiangjun and He Qing were sitting there listening to a short-haired girl giving a report. Feng Feifei had clearly gone to the company early that morning; Dr. Feng's Robotics Technology Group had too much work to handle, and she couldn't be as hands-off as Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao sat down next to Zhao Xiangjun, signaling He Qing to continue her guard duties.

“I followed that old lady last night. She lives in a shantytown 2 kilometers away from Huayu Commercial Street, and it seems like she lives alone. After she got home, she kept rolling out dumpling wrappers. I also saw her make steamed buns, and the ingredients she used were all high-quality. The flour and pork she used were bought at the market, and she didn't buy discounted meat or vegetables. Based on her costs, the price she sells at the school gate should be barely profitable, or even not profitable at all.”

Not knowing the background, Chen Xiao asked He Qing, who then told him what she had seen at the school gate near Huayu Commercial Street last night.

"So, the old lady doesn't make any money from this job at all?"

When the boss asked, the security guard immediately replied, "Yes, I couldn't help but ask the grandma. She said she doesn't do this to make money, but so that children can eat fresh meat buns and dumplings made with safe meat for the least amount of money."

He Qing's eyes welled up with tears, and she turned to Chen Xiao and said, "I really feel that I haven't done a good job with my charity foundation. You gave me 50 billion yuan, but I feel that I've done a worse job than this grandma."

Zhao Xiangjun was a soft-hearted person, and her eyes were red, but she still didn't forget to comfort He Qing: "You've done very well. Everyone does good deeds according to their own understanding."

Chen Xiao hugged Zhao Xiangjun. She was raised by her grandmother since she was a child and couldn't bear to see the elderly suffer.

Turning to Wang Ping, he said, "Keep one room in your shop for that grandma, and waive her rent, utilities, and property management fees. That way, she'll be spared from the wind and rain. Also, your shop has a second floor; tidy it up for her, furnish it, and she can live there."

His arrangement was immediately approved by Zhao Xiangjun and He Qing, so that the grandmother could continue to do what she wanted without suffering.

"Alright, you two don't need to be sad anymore. I'll say it again: there are so many pitiful people in the world, let's help as many as we can, it's just a small contribution. As for He Qing, just go for it. 50 billion is the bottom line, far from the upper limit. I will definitely fully support you in doing good deeds."

Chen Xiao didn't know how the system rationalized his money. Sometimes he wondered, what was the point of the system choosing him and giving him so much wealth? Was it just to see those cold, hard numbers in his account?
When you have a lot of money, it really becomes meaningless because you can never spend it all. So how do you make this money valuable? The answer is to take it from the system and use it for the benefit of the people.

"Tomorrow, the Junxiao Supermarket on the basement level of Tianning Junwu Plaza will open. Do you want to go and join the fun?"

Even if it's just for fun, it's impossible to just follow the crowd into the store during the opening. Not to mention Xiangjun is pregnant, even normally she'd be worried about being squeezed in.

Chen Xiao hadn't seen Han Xue for a while, and Zhao Hui was also in Tianning, so he decided to go and see them.

This was the first time Zhao Xiangjun had accompanied him on a business trip. He was worried she would refuse if it weren't for Zhao Hui's influence. Actually, he was overthinking it; only if it were him would Zhao Xiangjun be able to refuse. Even though Zhao Hui was her brother, he didn't have that much influence to make her travel all the way to Tianning just to see him.

It was pouring rain outside today, but the weather forecast said Tianning would be mostly cloudy. Chen Xiao and Xiang Jun rode in one car, He Qing and Wang Ping rode in another, and along with six bodyguard vehicles, they headed to Tianning in a grand procession.

The rain poured down, occasionally accompanied by thunder and lightning. Xiangjun reached out and grabbed Chen Xiao's hand; she was somewhat afraid of the thunder. Holding Chen Xiao made her feel at ease; with him by her side, Zhao Xiangjun seemed fearless.

"Hey—Chen Xiao, it's raining so hard, and there's someone pushing a car up ahead. Shall we go see if they need help?"

Yan Yue drove up and got closer. Chen Xiao could finally see the person pushing the cart. He was soaked to the bone and wiped his face with his hand, looking like he was dying.

"No need to stop, just drive away."

Zhao Xiangjun asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? Don't you want to help him?"

Chen Xiao laughed and said, "That was my college roommate."

"Shouldn't we help him even more? Did you two have a grudge before?"

She took out her phone and dialed Cha Lan. Sure enough, it wasn't a car breakdown at all; it was Cha Lan who arranged it, deliberately messing with Li Xingxing.

Li Xingxing was extremely depressed. A few days ago, the weather was scorching hot, and the company arranged for him to look at documents in the office every day. His office was like a steamer, and every day when he came out of it, he felt like he was half-cooked.

When I went to the cafeteria for lunch, people would hold their noses as I passed by because of his overwhelming body odor. There was nothing I could do; I was drenched in sweat every day.
Today, the weather had finally cooled down, and a sudden downpour meant he could finally relax in the office and study some company materials. But then, Mr. Liu from the marketing department called him out to accompany him on a client visit.

But halfway there, Mr. Liu's car broke down. Well, not exactly broken down, but the truck had forgotten to refuel, and the tank had run dry. With the heavy rain and an appointment with a client, he told Li Xingxing he would go down and push the truck.

He's the director, the leader. How could Li Xingxing let Director Liu push the car? Of course, she could only volunteer to go down and push it herself, letting Director Liu take the steering wheel.

"Xiao Li, can you still hold on? How about we switch?"

The car window rolled down a crack, and Mr. Liu's voice came through. Li Xingxing replied loudly, "No need, Mr. Liu. You're the leader; you need to control the overall direction. I'm fine. I think this is just a test from heaven, letting me endure hardship first—"

Mr. Liu was enjoying the rainy street scene in Jiangzhou while playing on his phone and listening to music in the driver's seat.

Hearing a car approaching from behind, Li Xingxing turned around and saw a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulling up, seemingly about to stop. Normally, he wouldn't dare strike up a conversation with the owner of such a luxury car. But now, soaked to the bone, he didn't care about such things. If the Rolls-Royce dared to listen, he'd go up and ask for a ride to the gas station to get a can of gas.

Just as the Rolls-Royce Phantom was about to stop, and Li Xingxing was ready to open his mouth, the Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly accelerated and sped away from Li Xingxing's sight.

"Damn it, what are you doing here to laugh at me?" Li Xingxing wiped his face again with his clothes, the water so much that he could barely open his eyes.

Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Zhao Xiangjun asked, "How did he offend Cha Lan?" Chen Xiao then recounted how Li Xingxing had patted Cha Lan on the shoulder at the auto show, deliberately with great force, causing Cha Lan to stumble and almost fall several times.

"Your classmate is a bit dim-witted. How old is Cha Lan? What if he gets hurt by taking such a hard picture, being so young?"

Cha Lan has divorced his wife and now lives with Zhang Yan in Xishan Linyu. Zhang Yan often visits Xiang Jun, so Xiang Jun heard from Zhang Yan that Cha Lan's health seems to be not very good and he often needs to be treated.

Chen Xiao hummed in agreement. "He's not a bad person, he just needs some polishing. Let Old Cha give him a good test; he might be very useful in the future. It all depends on his fate."

Zhao Xiangjun didn't continue the topic; she wasn't particularly interested in outside affairs anyway.

"Did you tell Hui-ge that we're going?" Chen Xiao made the decision on the spur of the moment and didn't inform Zhao Hui in advance, or even Han Xue.

"There was no notification, but Han Xue knows—"

Chen Xiao understood that it must have been He Qing or Wang Ping who leaked the news in their "Chen Family Army" group.

天宁
Junxiao Business Management First War Zone Headquarters, General Manager's Office.

Zhao Hui's office is 150 square meters and is very luxurious and grand. As a large group company, the office also represents the company's image, so the company never skimps on spending on it.

"Mr. Zhao, your schedule for today is as follows: you will have a meeting with the second boss of Tianning City at noon. After that, there will be a banquet at the Ningxi Entrepreneurs Club in the evening, where you will give a speech as the grand finale of the event."

Nodding, Zhao Hui is now one of the leading figures in Ningxi's business circle.

His secretary reports to him. As the regional manager, Zhao Hui has a secretarial team of five people. Zhao Hui is currently managing too many things. These secretaries are responsible for two or three regions, filtering and refining the reports from the regions before presenting them to him.

Of course, important matters are reported directly to Zhao Hui by the regional general manager. Routine tasks are handled by Zhao Hui's secretaries.

"Junxiao Supermarket opened today, right?" Zhao Hui stood up from behind his desk, preparing to go to Junxiao Supermarket to take a look.

"Yes, it caused a city-wide sensation—"

Although Junxiao Supermarket is located on the basement level of Junwu Plaza, it also has its own separate entrance on the first floor.

The opening hours for hypermarkets and shopping malls are different. Hypermarkets generally open at 7:00 AM, while shopping malls open at 10:00 AM, so hypermarkets must have their own separate entrances.

More than a month of city-wide promotion and publicity had been carried out before the opening, and countless people in Tianning, and even people in counties and cities under Ningxi Province, were looking forward to this day.

"The crowd was so large that it was impossible to squeeze in. Security personnel used riot barriers to create a passageway and distributed numbered wristbands to allow people to enter in order (to prevent queue jumping)."

"I've heard that the products inside are the best in their category, and the key is that the prices are very cheap. All the products are of higher quality than the market, but the prices are lower than the market. Many people are wondering how the supermarket makes money."

However, this price should only be available during the opening period. Strangely, this isn't mentioned on the price tag; I wonder if it was overlooked.

Zhao Hui smiled and shook his head: "Junxiao Supermarket's prices will always remain the same. The overall gross profit margin will never exceed 30%. But all the products are carefully selected, and those selected are definitely top-notch domestic suppliers."

When Chen Xiao proposed this project, it wasn't intended to generate profit. Rather, it was meant to provide genuine public welfare activities, while also bringing a significant influx of customers to the shopping malls under Junxiao Commercial Management.

The supermarkets we partnered with before were too low-end, and their customer traffic barely overlapped with that of the shopping mall. The Junxiao hypermarket is different; it attracts many high-net-worth customers to shop here.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" the secretary exclaimed. "The people of Tianning are going to be very lucky from now on."

"I heard that the king crabs in the fresh food section are bigger than those outside, and the price is a third cheaper." The secretary's eyes lit up when she talked about king crabs, showing that she is also a foodie.

Zhao Hui waved his hand, "Alright, it's only been a couple of days since the store opened, and there are too many people. I don't recommend you go and join the crowd. Here are a few shopping cards worth 2 yuan each. You can share them and go shopping in a few days."

"Thank you boss, thank you boss!"

The secretary accepted the money with profuse thanks; it was 2000 yuan per person, the boss was really generous. Zhao Hui was now financially independent, so he was very generous with his money, often giving his subordinates small favors.

As the convoy entered Tianning City, Zhao Xiangjun looked out the window curiously. "Chen Xiao, it seems like this place isn't as developed as Jiangzhou—"

"Of course. Putting aside everything else, Tianning is not as wealthy as Jiangzhou. Especially in the past year, the tax revenue contributed by Junxiao Group alone has been astonishing, not to mention the upstream industrial chain driven by Junxing Automobile, Dr. Feng Robotics Technology Group, and Zhifei Aerospace. These manufacturing industries have brought countless jobs and tax revenues to Jiangzhou. Well, Shanyun Automobile has also made contributions."

He did mention the Kim family father and son at the end, saying they had achieved something.

"Xiangjun, is this your first time traveling so far?" Speaking of which, aside from her trip to Dubai with Xu Jia and the others, Zhao Xiangjun had never left her province while in China.

"Hmm, why would I go on a long trip if I had nothing to do? Wouldn't it be better to spend that time resting at home?"

Knowing her personality, and knowing that Zhao Xiangjun is socially awkward, when I first met her, she was someone who stayed at home except for going to work.

Han Xue was already waiting in the lobby of the Junxiao Hotel, with the hotel manager beside her, speaking to her cautiously. Han Xue came from the Junxiao Hotel Management Group, and they all knew her. (End of Chapter)