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

Xu Wu handed over the cup in her hand.

My second uncle held it in both hands as if he were holding some priceless treasure; his hands were trembling.

"This...this is a 'Yohen Tenmoku' ware from the Jian kiln of the Song Dynasty? My God, I can't believe I've seen such a treasure!"

Xu Xin leaned closer and saw that Chen Xiao and Zhang Ziqian were each holding one. His pupils contracted as he realized it was that treasure.

There are only three of these left in the world, and I never expected that Mr. Chen would acquire them. No, I should say he gave them to my cousin.

Using tea sets worth hundreds of millions of yuan to drink tea is simply outrageous.

Chen Xiao gestured for them to sit down. "It's just a cup, no need to make a fuss. When you have time, go to the company; Ah Wu and I have two other treasure troves. They contain many better items than this—"

My second uncle asked in surprise, "I never knew you had a hobby of collecting antiques—"

Zhang Ziqian poured tea for the two of them, and Chen Xiao waved his hand, "No, it's just that I have such a top-notch treasure, and I'd like to buy it to play with."

"Then, if I come across one of these in the future, I'll bring it back for you too—"

At this point, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He really didn't have the means to buy them; these treasures would fetch hundreds of millions or even billions at auction, and he could hardly come up with even a million.

Seeing his predicament, Chen Xiao turned to Zhang Ziqian and said, "Give your second uncle an advance of 5 million yuan later, let him try it out. If he can get the treasure I like, give him 10% of the profit as well."

what--

My second uncle never dreamed that someone would lend him 5 million yuan, guarantee his safety, and ensure that someone would take over the goods he acquired, with a 10% profit margin.

Don't underestimate the 10%; it's a risk-free 10%, and it's still net profit. Besides, the initial investment was provided by someone else.

"Second Uncle, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand—", Uncle is such a smart person, how could he not understand this?

“Like that Mr. Sun in our antique street, he seems to be collecting items specifically for a big client—” He suddenly looked up. “That big client wouldn’t happen to be you, would it?”

There aren't many business owners who can afford to collect items worth hundreds of millions, let alone do so long-term. In the entire Jiangzhou, if you're talking about someone with that kind of power, it has to be Chen Xiao.

"Mr. Sun is indeed working for Ziqian, but he does his thing, and you do yours; it doesn't affect each other. As long as I like it, that's fine—"

"Besides, Mr. Sun didn't get such good treatment as you. Forget about 5 million, I didn't even give him 5 yuan."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, thank you, Mr. Chen—"

Chen Xiao waved his hand: "Second Uncle, we're family, no need for formalities. This money is on behalf of A-Wu to support you." She had refused the hundreds of billions of yuan in aid funds offered to Xu Wu. So Chen Xiao directly had Zhang Ziqian support her second uncle.

"Second Uncle, I have a suggestion. It would be best to let Xu Xin manage the store in Qingzhou. As for you, you can travel around the world. There are too many treasures of China that are scattered overseas. You can buy them back for me, no matter the cost."

"Oh, right, there's one more thing that Boss Sun can't beat you at. If there's an auction abroad in the future, you can ask A-Wu to arrange a private jet for you when you go. That would be much more convenient."

The second uncle and Xu Xin were trembling as they listened; this meant they had risen to great heights.

They provided 5 million yuan in development funds, so we won't need to advance funds for purchasing goods anymore.

Global travel, including private jets—this was something I never even imagined before, something I never dared to dream of.

Junxiao Group now has several private jets: one for Chen Xiao's personal use, one for the Chen family, and one for the company. If that's not enough, Feng Feifei has another one.

"Mr. Chen, could you give me some direction? What kind of collection do you like to have?"

Chen Xiao downed the Da Hong Pao tea from the mother tree in one gulp, saying, "I want any treasure that has ended up overseas."

"For example, the Yongle Encyclopedia. It is a treasure of Chinese civilization. Tens of thousands of copies were originally compiled. It is the crystallization of Chinese civilization. However, over the past few hundred years, it was smuggled overseas by traitors and foreign invaders. Even now, thanks to the joint efforts of many Chinese people, only 600 copies have been recovered. If you come across one of these, buy it back for me at any cost."

Xu Wu glanced at Chen Xiao and sensed the unease in his heart.

"Damn it, during the Ming Dynasty, our Chinese civilization had reached an unimaginable level of technology, and many of our historical records were destroyed by later generations. But what's suspicious is that after a large number of our Chinese classics were stolen by the West, the West experienced a technological explosion. Did they have a technological explosion, or did they steal our achievements? If we could find the Yongle Encyclopedia, we should be able to find many answers."

I've always been curious about something: many famous figures in Chinese history have traceable ancestry and descendants. But many famous figures in Western history—philosophers, physicists, etc.—seem to have appeared out of nowhere, with no known ancestors or descendants. This is utterly absurd; it's as if these people were fabricated.

"So, Second Uncle, go anywhere in the world and buy back all the treasures of China, regardless of cost."

Uncle Chen noticed Chen Xiao's emotional fluctuations and said solemnly, "Don't worry, Mr. Chen. I'll leave this store in Jiangzhou to Xu Xin. Starting tomorrow, I'll travel all over the world to find these treasures for you."

Chen Xiao chuckled: "There's no rush, and many things can't be rushed. You can settle things in Jiangzhou before you go out. Or, if you hear news of some treasure in a certain place, you can go there then."

Zhang Ziqian got up to arrange for the kitchen to prepare dinner, while Xu Wu inquired about Xu Xin's wedding plans. The last time she returned to her hometown, Xu Xin was engaged, and the wedding would be held in Qingyun County at the end of the year. Xu Wu and Chen Xiao would definitely be there.

Second Uncle and Xu Xin had tried their best to imagine how luxurious Xu Wu's daily life was, but when they saw this table full of fine wine and food, they still felt that they hadn't seen enough.

Iceberg king crab, grouper scale jelly, mushroom stew from a thousand-year-old temple, and ginseng leaf salad.
The servants had to introduce almost every dish, otherwise Uncle Er wouldn't recognize them.

He has always paid attention to tableware. Antique dealers are most sensitive to this. Seeing the tableware in his hands, he felt that the lives of ancient emperors were no more than this.

The set includes a Northern Song Dynasty Ru ware lotus-shaped cup worth nearly 20 million yuan, and a Ming Dynasty rhinoceros horn cup carved with a dragon for drinking. My second uncle estimates that one of these cups is worth close to 10 million yuan. Even the chopsticks used for eating are made of aerospace-grade titanium, and I heard that a pair costs 300,000 yuan.

Uncle was starting to have an existential crisis. Who was this guy who owned the antique shop? Anything he randomly saw in A-Wu's house could be worth dozens of his antique shops. Now, thinking back on the gift he'd brought, he was thankful A-Wu hadn't complained.

That evening, both my second uncle and Xu Xin drank too much.

Chen Xiao arranged for a car to take the two of them to the Junxiao Lakeside Hotel. Xu Wu would definitely not allow any other male guests besides her parents, not even her uncle.

Xu Wu didn't plan to ask her second uncle for rent for these shops. As relatives, she should still offer some support.

The next day, Xu Wu went on a business trip.

Chen Xiao suddenly felt empty inside. Xiang Jun and He Qing were at home with their mother, and Xu Wu was away on a business trip. He was all alone when he came back.

This morning, I went to Junxiao's office on the 58th floor of the Huanhu CBD Center. Zhang Ziqian and Ma Jing noticed that something was off about him, and Ma Jing asked in a low voice what was wrong.

Zhang Ziqian whispered, "The Empress and the Imperial Concubine are both gone, so she's feeling lonely—"

"What are you two whispering about?" Chen Xiao asked, sitting on the sofa. He watched the two of them talking quietly and felt that they were talking about him.

"Ah—she didn't say anything. Zhang Ziqian was telling me about our college classmates coming to Jiangzhou to visit us."

"Oh, when are you coming?" "Today? They invited us to go shopping at Junxiao City this afternoon and have dinner there tonight—"

He waved his hand and said, "Then you two go ahead. I'll go to Ma Jian's place later." His two assistants had worked hard for him day and night, so they deserved a break.

"No way, boss. The class reunion can be held in the evening. Your business is more important."

Chen Xiao smiled and said, "You've been corrupted by Ma Jing and are starting to bewitch me too. You don't need to worry about me. I'm going to chat with Ma Jian for a while; I haven't seen him in a while."

As they were leaving, Chen Xiao turned back and said, "Ziqian, you guys go shopping. Buy whatever you like, I'll pay for it!"

Zhang Ziqian has 100 billion in her account, which is used to pay for his daily expenses. At Chen Xiao's current spending habits, he wouldn't be able to spend it all in ten years, and he often replenishes it.

"Understood, boss—", Zhang Ziqian certainly wouldn't stand on ceremony with him now.

Ma Jian has been traveling all over the country with Luffy lately, and they've already established 17 branch offices. He just returned to Jiangzhou these past couple of days ago, and was having tea with Luffy in the office this afternoon when Boss Chen unexpectedly showed up.

Luffy jumped to his feet, "Hello, boss!"

She waved her hand, gesturing for him to sit down, "You've been in Shanghai for quite a while now, haven't you—"

"Yes, Mr. Chen, Wei Ming also recently did that 'abstract live car talk'."

"Just handle it as you see fit. I'm very satisfied with how it's done so far."

Luffy's face flushed with excitement; this was the first time President Chen had ever praised him. Overjoyed, he was filled with inspiration, thinking that if he returned to Shanghai in the next few days and properly upgraded those two items, he might receive another verbal commendation from President Chen.

"Boss, shall we go out for a few drinks tonight?"

Chen Xiao hummed in agreement. "Where should we go for a drink?"

"Where are we going to drink? Aren't we going to the hotel?" Ma Jian was about to respond subconsciously when a thought suddenly struck him. Why would the boss ask such a question? He must have an ulterior motive. Could it be...? Yes, yes, he's too embarrassed to bring it up, so I'll do it.

"Boss, I want to go to Zichen Palace. How about you make do with this and we go there?"

Chen Xiao laughed, "Zichen Palace, you just love going to those kinds of occasions. Fine, since you want to go, I'll reluctantly agree this time."

Luffy quickly said, "Boss, if you don't want to go, I have a good place to go—"

Ma Jian kicked Luffy with a bang: "Shut up, I want to go, is that not allowed?"

As he spoke, he winked at Luffy. Luffy immediately understood and said, "Okay, okay, if Boss Ma says we'll go, then we'll go."

Chen Xiao pretended not to know anything and said to Ma Jian, "Luffy is still pretty good to you. Find him 10 girls tonight—"

Ah—Luffy was taken aback.

Ma Jian immediately replied, "Okay, boss, I'll definitely make sure the girls keep Luffy company while he drinks."

Is this a punishment of drinking 30 cups of wine? Luffy knew he must have said something wrong, but he didn't know what he did wrong.

Jun Xiaocheng

Two young women, one dressed casually and the other dressed as an office lady.

"Wang Ling, did they come together?" the casually dressed woman asked.

"Yes, by the way, Zhang Qian, how long has it been since you last met up with them?"

"I don't have time to get together. I've found an unreliable boyfriend, and I'm exhausted—"

Hearing Zhang Qian, dressed in an office lady style, say this, Wang Ling was a little surprised. Zhang Qian seemed to be doing quite well, so how could she have been ruined by her boyfriend?

"He set up a lousy trading company, then dumped it on me without any oversight. Over 100 people, managing it is exhausting. I have to go to the company every day. Even though it's just for a quick chat, it's still incredibly frustrating, isn't it? So many people reporting to me every day, it's enough to drive me crazy—"

Damn it, this is Versailles! Wang Ling's mood immediately soured.

"Look, look, Wang Ling. I have so many groups—"

He randomly clicked on one and showed it to Wang Ling. Wang Ling looked down at it—【@Zhang Qian, Ms. Zhang, I have something to ask you, is it permissible to proceed?】

After showing it to Wang Ling, Zhang Qian replied in the group chat in front of her: "Agreed—"

Then he said to Wang Ling, "Isn't this annoying? They opened a shop, negotiated a rent of 40 yuan per year, and now they've negotiated it down to 42 yuan per year. Forget it, it's not like I'm short 2 yuan. I'm just supporting a bunch of useless people. Don't be fooled by my annual sales of several hundred million yuan; it's all just working for the landlord."

“It’s so annoying—” Wang Ling smiled faintly.

"By the way, Wang Ling, what have you been busy with lately?"

"Me? I'm not as good as you. I'm unemployed and I'm so anxious."

Zhang Qian was taken aback. "How could that be? You graduated from a 211 university, surely you can find a job? Why don't you come work for me at my company?"

Wang Ling shook her head and said, "Never mind, even though I have nothing to do, I often have to carry my keys around."

"Ah, why are you running around with your keys?"

Wang Ling laughed, "I'm just like you, I also have an unreliable boyfriend."

There's one too? Zhang Qian's own boyfriend is unreliable, but that's Versailles for her. Wang Ling?
What's wrong with your boyfriend?

My boyfriend has a problem—

Zhang Qian was startled: "Is there something wrong with your body?"

Wang Ling shook her head. "No, you're mentally unstable—"

???

"I've bought several storefronts, and I constantly receive calls from people wanting to rent them out. I have to go and show the shops to people, negotiate rent, and handle the lease agreements. When the lease expires, I have to negotiate renewals and keep an eye on which tenants are due to pay rent. Can you believe it?"

Zhang Qian was stunned for a moment. "Damn it," she thought, "so you're the wicked landlord! I was just joking that we all work for the landlord, and it turns out this guy is the landlord." (End of Chapter)