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

Chen Xiao was at Xu Wu's place when he received a phone call from Zhao Xiangjun. He was quite dissatisfied to learn that she would be staying for a few more days.

"Xiangjun, you've been gone for so many days, don't you miss me?"

"Xiangjun, I'll talk to him—"

Oh no, I knew my mom had taken the phone from me as soon as I heard Chen Xiao's name.

"Chen Xiao, I'm asking Xiangjun to stay home with me for a few more days. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, Mom, I promise I didn't."

Shen Yun snorted, "It's good that you don't have it. If you do, then keep it."

Chen Xiao stroked his chin. His mother had spoken; what could he say?

"Also, He Qing and Pingping will stay at home with Xiangjun and me for a few days. When summer vacation starts, we'll go to Jiangzhou together."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xiao noticed Xu Wu sitting on the sofa laughing. She had clearly overheard her mother scolding her on the phone. Seeing her wearing a light blue nightgown, Chen Xiao ran over with a mischievous grin: "Ah Wu, I'm hungry—"

"I'm hungry, let's go downstairs to the restaurant for dinner," Xu Wu said, gently tucking a stray hair behind her ear. It was a simple gesture that made her look incredibly charming.

Chen Xiao chuckled and said, "I want to eat a big steamed bun—"

Xu Wu saw his malicious smile but didn't understand what he meant. "There are some downstairs. You can shout your lungs out upstairs but you won't get any buns."

Chen Xiao stepped forward and put his arm around her waist. Who says there aren't any? Here they are, and they're huge buns at that!

You—you're so bad!

In the end, they didn't even have breakfast; the two of them came downstairs and went straight to lunch.

"You've been here these past two days, and I've missed so much work. I don't get to the company until the afternoon every day," Xu Wu said, wondering how this person had so much energy. He was always full of enthusiasm, like he'd been injected with adrenaline.

"Didn't your second uncle come today? Why are you still going to the company?"

When Xu Wu's second uncle came to Jiangzhou last time, he had his eye on the antique street here. Last time, Chen Xiao asked Boss Sun of the antique street to help him find a shop in the most central location and put it under Xu Wu's name, so that his second uncle could use it when he came to Jiangzhou.

"You still dare to say that? So many things to do, sigh—"

"Never mind him, I'll go to the company and take care of things first, then I'll go find him."

Chen Xiao knew that anything she could handle personally was a big deal, so he didn't try to persuade her to give up her job and go find her second uncle. Her second uncle's situation wasn't urgent; whether it happened sooner or later didn't matter.

After having lunch at home, the two went to Junxiao Lakeside CBD Center together.

On the antique street, Uncle Xu was strolling around with his son, Xu Xin.

"My brother-in-law and sister are having a great time. They've been on their honeymoon for ages and haven't come back yet."

The second uncle glanced at his son and said, "What are you envious of? When you get married, you can go on a two-month honeymoon without any problem."

Recently, my second uncle has been in a good mood. With such a capable niece as A-Wu, what do I have to worry about in the future? So after paying off my previous debts in my hometown, I didn't rush back. Instead, I came to Jiangzhou to find a shop and will move there later.

Previously, I thought the business on Jiangzhou Antique Street was pretty good, but now, regardless of whether it's good or not, I'm moving here. Being closer to Awu means I can benefit from her business, right?
"The atmosphere here is pretty good, it's just that the client wants to re-establish contact—"

"Hmph, even old customers can't last forever. That Mr. Shen has been contacting us less and less lately. We're still not strong enough to get what he wants."

Xu Xin said, "His horizons have broadened now. He used to play with things worth tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan, but now he's directly playing with Qinan agarwood. That stuff is too expensive; we can't even afford the cost."

"Dad, if we come across any good items in Jiangzhou that we think could be profitable, but we don't have the capital, could we ask my cousin to lend us some?"

His second uncle interrupted him, "Don't use your cousin's connections like that. She can easily introduce us to a few clients. Also, your cousin and her husband can become our clients themselves."

Xu Xin nodded, "That's true. Last time I saw my cousin buy a big iron kettle at my uncle's house. It cost several million. That means she's into these kinds of things."

Uncle picked up his phone and glanced at it: "Awu is dealing with work right now. She said she'll come find us here after she's done. Let's walk around first and see if we can find a suitable shop."

“The shop we inquired about last time was fine. Didn’t the owner say he was interested in transferring it? We can go over and talk to him.”

Last time I came to Jiangzhou, my second uncle took Xu Xin and Zhou Dawei to the antique street. They took a liking to a shop there. The owner specialized in calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, but business wasn't good, and he was about to sell it. My second uncle liked the shop, but he hadn't made up his mind to develop his career in Jiangzhou, so we only had a brief chat.

After returning home, the family decided to move to Jiangzhou to develop their business, as it would be closer to their hometown, Qingyang County. Later, upon learning Xu Wu's true identity, their resolve only strengthened. Even if there was no business in Jiangzhou, they would still come; with their niece's connections, how could they not make money?
"Dad, that shop is still there, it looks like it hasn't been sold yet," Xu Xin said, pointing to the shop called "Yu Shi Xuan" not far ahead.

The shop is small, only 100 square meters, but all the shops on this street have a second floor, so my second uncle is considering living upstairs.

They weren't staying here to save on rent; it was mainly because they had too many valuables in the shop and needed someone to watch over them to feel at ease.

"Boss Zhao—"

My second uncle walked into the shop with a big smile and greeted the shop owner who was wiping the counter.

The shop owner looked up at his second uncle, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't quite remember who he was.

"Mr. Zhao, you seem to have a short memory. I came to talk to you over a month ago and mentioned that I wanted to take over your shop."

"Oh, Mr. Xu, come, sit down, sit down—", Mr. Zhao invited his second uncle and Xu Xin to sit down at the tea table and gave each of them a cigarette.

Then he sat down opposite Uncle Xu, and while making tea, he said, "You chatted with me last time, but then I didn't hear from you anymore. I thought you had lost interest."

"No way, it's mainly because there are still some things to deal with out of town that take some time. Once those are sorted out, I'll be here."

Boss Zhao nodded, and was about to speak when someone outside called out, "Old Zhao—"

Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged man in his fifties standing at the door. Seeing Mr. Zhao inside, he walked straight in. "Mr. Ye—"

Then he introduced Ye to his second uncle, saying, "Boss Ye is my next-door neighbor, but his business is much bigger than mine. I can't even make a living like this anymore."

He then introduced Mr. Ye to Mr. Xu, saying, "Mr. Xu is a fellow traveler from out of town, and he's in the same industry as us."

"Competitors are enemies," Mr. Ye nodded slightly.

"Let's have some tea together—" Mr. Zhao invited Mr. Ye to sit down, and the group chatted around the tea table.

Upon learning that his second uncle had taken a liking to Boss Zhao's shop, Boss Ye asked in surprise, "Old Zhao, are you really quitting? I thought you were joking."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand, “I’m quitting, I can’t keep going. Unlike you guys, I don’t have a strong foundation or high-net-worth clients. If I don’t make a sale in the next two weeks, I won’t even be able to pay the rent. I’m planning to go back to my hometown and find a few people to sell jade online via live streaming. I see they’re doing quite well online.”

Boss Ye smiled faintly: "That's like swindling as many people as you can. They only sell small items up there, relying on volume to make money. When we run a shop, even if we don't have much business on weekdays, we only need one or two big customers. Take Boss Sun at the street corner, for example. Do you know him? He recently sold several good items, all worth hundreds of millions. Just imagine how much he'll make."

Uncle Er was also speechless. An item worth hundreds of millions, he should be able to make tens of millions in profit. That would be a real financial freedom in one go.

Mr. Zhao said, "I heard that he knows a big boss who keeps an eye out for good stuff for him. He only needs this one client. Now his son runs the shop and travels all over the world searching for good things."

Uncle was extremely envious; that Boss Sun really lived the life he dreamed of.

“People this rich are rare in Jiangzhou, aren’t they?” Uncle asked. This earned him a disdainful laugh from Boss Ye. “There are plenty of rich people in Jiangzhou, but the prerequisite is that you have to be able to handle them. Don’t even think about having a client like Boss Sun when you first come to Jiangzhou.”

Uncle Er hadn't expected Boss Ye to be so hostile towards him. He suddenly realized that since his shop was next door to Boss Ye's, wasn't he a competitor? Plus, he wanted the kind of customers that Boss Sun had. Hearing him speak, Boss Ye's first reaction was to see him as a potential rival.

He smiled, not taking it to heart. In business, everyone relies on their own abilities; what's yours will always be yours, and what's not yours, you can't take it by force.

At this moment, Boss Ye suddenly said, "Old Zhao, I'm also planning to expand my store recently. If you're closing this store down, transfer it to me."

Upon hearing this, Uncle's face darkened. "We're negotiating the transfer right here; what do you mean by sniping at us like this?"
Mr. Zhao's expression was also unnatural. He looked at his second uncle and said, "Mr. Ye, Mr. Xu has been negotiating for a month."

Boss Ye waved his hand and said, "So what? Old Zhao, you probably forgot that your shop and my shop have the same landlord. I can skip transferring the lease to you and just rent directly from the landlord. Your contract should be running out soon, right? I remember we signed our contracts together when this street opened, and both of our contracts were for a full three years."

Mr. Zhao glanced at Mr. Ye, somewhat displeased. Wasn't this a threat? If he didn't transfer the lease to him, Mr. Ye would rent it directly from the landlord, and he wouldn't even earn the transfer fee.

Uncle Er also understood the trick, and was furious that the man surnamed Ye would pull such a stunt: "Mr. Ye, this is not a very ethical thing to do. I have been talking with Mr. Zhao for a long time, and I have already ended my business in other places."

Boss Ye chuckled, "Whether your business closes or not is none of my business. This shop is right here; you want it, and I want it too. We'll each rely on our own abilities. Why should I give up my own interests to let you have your way? Why should I?"

Uncle was furious. "Fine, then let's see who has the best skills." He then turned to Boss Zhao and said, "What we agreed on remains the same. As long as you help me renew the contract with the landlord, I'll give you the transfer fee as usual. Or you can give me the landlord's phone number, and I'll negotiate it myself. I'll still give you the transfer fee."

"Give me what we already agreed on?" Boss Zhao thought his second uncle was truly sincere. Compared to his second uncle, Boss Ye seemed utterly inhuman, actually threatening him to his face.

Thinking of this, Boss Zhao readily agreed: "Okay, Boss Xu is so straightforward. I'll contact the landlord and see what the situation is. I'll give you the number too, and you can talk to him about the rent and see if it can be lowered."

Boss Ye chuckled sinisterly, "Lower the price? Don't even think about it."

Uncle Er and Boss Zhao immediately knew what this cunning old man was up to; he was definitely calling the landlord to raise the price.

Damn it, business is good, so you can bully people because you have money, huh? Second Uncle thought that if he were as rich as Chen Xiao, no, even one ten-thousandth as rich as Chen Xiao, he would dare to bury this guy in money.

“I’m an honest man, I don’t do things in secret. This is called an open strategy. I’m calling the landlord right in front of you—”

My second uncle's face turned blue with anger. With his fiery temper when he was young, he would have dragged this guy out and given him a good beating long ago. Damn it, how dare he bully me.

Mr. Ye took out his phone and dialed the number. His second uncle and Mr. Zhao both looked at him indignantly, also wanting to know what the landlord was thinking.

beep--

Boss Ye even had the phone on speakerphone; it was practically blatant blatant disrespect.

A moment later, the call connected. "Hello, Mr. Ye!"

It was clear that the landlord was very polite to Mr. Ye, after all, Mr. Ye's business was quite large. Uncle Er noticed that Mr. Zhao's expression was somewhat strange, and guessed that the landlord wasn't as polite to him.

Boss Ye glanced at his second uncle and Boss Zhao with a show of pride, and then said, "President Peng, come to the shop for tea sometime."

The landlord said, "Definitely, definitely. I'll visit Mr. Ye to learn about antiques when I have time."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with him, Boss Ye got straight to the point: "Mr. Peng, the shop next door to me is Boss Zhao's shop. He might be closing it down, so I'd like to take it over as well."

General Manager Peng smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, it seems business is good. You're planning to expand again. Congratulations!"

Uncle Er and Boss Zhao's faces immediately fell. Judging from the landlord's tone, Boss Ye's expansion of the shop was a done deal, which meant that he agreed to rent it to him.

Boss Ye clearly thought so too. He gave his second uncle a defiant look and then said, "Then it's settled. You can rent the shop to me. Don't worry, I won't let you lose out on the rent."

"It's over—" Xu Xin glanced at his father, then at Boss Zhao; both of them looked quite depressed.

However, the next second, the landlord said on the phone, "Mr. Ye, I'm definitely willing to rent it to you. It's just that I've already sold the shop—"

Ok?
Uncle's eyes lit up. Wasn't this a turning point, a glimmer of hope after a period of darkness?

Mr. Ye's smile froze. Damn it, you sold it, and you've been rambling on for ages trying to make me happy, haven't you?
But he still suppressed his anger and asked in a calm tone, "Then, Mr. Peng, could you please give me the new landlord's phone number? I'd like to talk to him—"

"Sure, sure, I'll send it to you in a bit."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Ye glanced at his second uncle and Boss Zhao. "The new landlord will still rent to me, believe it or not?" (End of Chapter)