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

Chapter 494 You're a crosstalk performer, right?

Wang Ping asked the waiter to open the red wine, and said to Li Shanshan, "Shanshan, it's been so many years. Let's have some red wine tonight."

"Sure, any kind of alcohol is fine."

Following Chen Xiao's example, Wang Ping smiled and said in an extremely calm tone, "I drink a little red wine every night now. I heard that red wine is good for beauty."

Li Shanshan chuckled and said, "You live such a refined life."

Wang Ping liked hearing such words. Just then, seeing the waiter about to leave with the red wine, she quickly called out, "What are you doing?"

The waiter said, "There's no bottle opener in the room, I'll take it out to open it."

"That won't do. Go downstairs and get a bottle opener to open it."

I don't know why this customer is so strange. It's just opening a bottle of wine, why all the fuss? But the customer is always right, so the waiter has no choice but to comply.

Seeing Li Shanshan looking at her with a puzzled expression, Wang Ping said with a hint of pride, "I brought an 82 Lafite today, I'm afraid she'll switch it out for us."

"Wow, 82 Lafite, this wine seems to be very famous, it must cost several hundred yuan a bottle, you're treating me to such an expensive wine."

Wang Ping suddenly spat out the water she had just taken a sip of, coughing and coughing.
Li Shanshan quickly went over to hand her a napkin and patted her on the shoulder, saying, "How could you be so careless?"

Wang Ping coughed a few more times, looking at her with a lifeless expression. What a waste of Lafite today! A wine worth tens of thousands of yuan, which Li Shanshan thought was only worth a few hundred yuan. Alas, what a waste!

She felt choked and uncomfortable. After resting for a while, she lost interest in explaining the price of Lafite. Sometimes, when the atmosphere is gone, showing off doesn't feel right.

"Shanshan, is this a job transfer?"

Li Shanshan nodded. "It's not really a transfer. Competition in Shanghai is quite fierce now. I earned 2 yuan a month there, and after rent and expenses, there wasn't much money left. This time, through a friend's introduction, I found a high-paying job in Jiangzhou. I earn 3.5 yuan a month, and it's easy with lots of holidays, so of course I came back."

She was still quite proud when she talked about the 3.5 yuan, after all, the average salary in Jiangzhou was only about 6000 yuan. Li Shanshan's income was definitely high. If Wang Ping hadn't been at the Junxiao Charity Foundation, she probably would have been envious of her salary.

“Indeed, your income is quite high in Jiangzhou. I know that many regional general managers of companies may only earn about the same amount.”

Li Shanshan smiled rather smugly, "Yes, I guess I was lucky to get this job."

"What exactly is it?" Li Shanshan didn't say what specific job she was doing. Wang Ping knew she might have reservations, but being straightforward, she still asked.

"Well—I'd say it's related to culture and tourism."

This is a broad topic, because Li Shanshan still didn't specify which company she worked for, so Wang Ping didn't press further.

"And you, Wang Ping? You've been working overtime until almost 8 o'clock today. Your boss is so cruel!"

Inhumane? Wang Ping thought about Chen Xiao and He Qing, and it was indeed inhumane. They had to spend 50 billion yuan every year, which was simply outrageous.

"Fortunately, I volunteered to work overtime."

She didn't say that she was chatting with He Qing at the company, otherwise Li Shanshan would definitely have asked He Qing why she didn't come over if she was so free.

"Your boss is lucky to have found an employee like you, who even volunteers to work overtime. Employees like you deserve a promotion and a raise. Come on, I wish you an annual income of 50 soon."

Li Shanshan raised her glass and drank with Wang Ping.

Wang Ping thanked her, but suddenly realized something was wrong. Wouldn't an annual income of 50 yuan mean a pay cut? Her face fell. Why was Li Shanshan cursing people? Next month, she was going to take over as the CFO, with an annual salary of 100 million yuan.

"By the way, how is He Qing doing now? Is she under a lot of work pressure?"

"Wow, all he thinks about is how to spend money." 50 billion yuan, no matter how you look at it this year, it will be difficult to spend it all.

"Giggle," Li Shanshan laughed, "How can you be so humorous? Does she have a very low income now, and she has to be careful with her money?"

Wang Ping didn't react at first, but after a while she realized that she had taken her comment about He Qing thinking about how to spend money as He Qing not having any money and having to be careful with her spending.

"Hmm, figuring out how to spend the money faster."

Li Shanshan toasted her again, "Wang Ping, you have a great sense of humor. This wine is good, no wonder it costs several hundred."

Wang Ping silently looked at the wine in her glass, feeling a little guilty. It cost several hundred yuan? Even a sip would cost more.

To eat at such a rustic restaurant is like a pearl being tarnished. It's no wonder Li Shanshan thinks that way; a meal here only costs a few hundred yuan, and a bottle of wine costing a few hundred yuan is considered high-end.

“I’ll be staying in Qingzhou from now on. We really need to get together more often. We both come from rural areas, and it’s not easy to make it in a big city. Let’s help each other out. As the saying goes, at home you rely on your parents, but when you’re away from home you rely on your friends.”

She nodded silently. Right now, all she wanted was to rely on Chen Xiao, just like He Qing.

"Wang Ping, are you dating He Qing?"

"I talked to He Qing, but I don't know if it counts—" They took their clothes off and played together for hours, but they never went all the way. She didn't know what their relationship was; she was just a bed-mate, I guess. Anyway, she couldn't compare to He Qing, who was Chen Xiao's darling.

Wang Ping pouted and poked the meat in her bowl hard with her chopsticks, as if she were blaming Chen Xiao for not knowing how to poke it.

"I don't know if this means that the other person is pursuing you and you're still in the observation period?"

In Li Shanshan's eyes, Wang Ping was so beautiful that if she wanted to date, there would definitely be a long line of boys. Little did she know that Wang Ping was almost in tears. Who was going to evaluate whom? She had completely entrusted herself to him. He was just one step away from scoring, but he just wouldn't take the plunge.

"I can't talk about it anymore, it's a long story. What about you, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Me neither. When I date, I always aim for marriage. I didn't date anyone in Shanghai before because I didn't consider staying there. Now that I'm back in Jiangzhou, I'll see what fate brings. I'll focus on stabilizing my job first."

Wang Ping raised her glass and clinked it with hers again. It was clear that Li Shanshan was very satisfied with her current job. She couldn't help but think, "What kind of easy job in Jiangzhou can earn 3.5 yuan a month? Could it be some project of Junxiao Group again? In Jiangzhou, only projects of Junxiao Group generally have high salaries."

However, since Li Shanshan was unwilling to talk about it, she didn't press the matter further to avoid embarrassment.

"Shanshan, where are you living now?"

"I'm staying in the company-provided dormitory for now. Later, after I've saved up some money, I'll see if I can buy an apartment. What about you? You live in this neighborhood? The rent must be expensive, right?"

She remembered Wang Ping saying that she ate dinner near her home, so she guessed that she must have rented a place to live here.

Wang Ping smiled slightly, looking very casual: "I bought a small house of more than 130 square meters here, and made a little nest here."

Li Shanshan's expression froze. "Wang Ping, you're not being fair. I treated you like a sister, but you treated me like a Versailles."

"Is 130 square meters still considered a cramped apartment? You've only been out of school for a short time and you already have your own place. That's amazing. You must be the most successful among our classmates."

Wang Ping enjoys compliments, but she dislikes this kind of flattery, finding it mocking. Is 130 square meters big? Look at He Qing's 280-square-meter house, paid for in full; she finds this place unlivable. And she claims to be the most successful among their classmates—what is He Qing then?

"I'm no good, I'm a complete failure."

There's no way around it; when this topic comes up, you can't help but compare yourself to He Qing. And when you compare, you think of Chen Xiao. I was screaming so pitifully, so why was he so unmoved? I've been working for hours, and it's common for me to be dizzy and occasionally misjudge the direction. How did he manage to hit exactly where he pointed?

"Wang Ping, I want to have a party with you. You're too Versailles, I can't stand you. But you've inspired my fighting spirit. I must work hard to save money and buy a house as soon as possible."

Half a glass of red wine, downed in one gulp. And let me tell you, this Lafite was quite good. Before long, the two had finished the bottle. Li Shanshan, probably having not seen her old classmate for many years, got excited and called out, "Waiter, open that bottle too."

The waiter responded and went to open the bottle. Li Shanshan, who had a slight lisp, said, "Wait, wait, don't spill it. This wine costs several hundred yuan a bottle."

Wang Ping sighed. Was today the most low-key day for the 1982 Lafite? "Shanshan, I'm telling you, it's only 100,000 yuan a bottle, do you believe me?"

“I believe you,” Li Shanshan said seriously, her face stiff. Just as Wang Ping was surprised, she chuckled, “I don’t believe you! You’ve been doing too much stand-up comedy.”

I really feel bad for this fine wine.

The two then stopped talking about work and started chatting about funny things that happened in high school, like who had a crush on whom, and they ended up gossiping about a lot of interesting stories from the past.

"By the way, do you remember that guy who was a year ahead of us, Gao Lei?"

Wang Ping recalled, "That top scorer in the college entrance examination?"

"Yes, yes, that's him. He used to hang around our classroom door during breaks, acting like a cool guy. He was almost obsessed with pursuing He Qing back then."

He nodded. "Of course I know. He Qing used to avoid him when she was in school. But he was pretty amazing. He was able to become the top scorer in the college entrance examination despite being so distracted. I have to say that some academic geniuses are just born that way."

Li Shanshan chimed in, "Yes, he's probably the most successful one to come out of our school. I heard he owns a company in Beijing with annual revenue of over a billion yuan, and he's planning to invest back in his hometown now."

"Wow, that's impressive." Wang Ping sincerely praised him. Although her income was not bad now, and her social status was not much lower than his, she relied on He Qing's connections and resources, and on Chen Xiao's help. Gao Lei, on the other hand, built his business on his own hard work, and in his early twenties, he owned a company with revenue of over a billion yuan. That was definitely an amazing achievement.

"He recently returned to his alma mater, donated 20 yuan, and gave a speech on behalf of outstanding alumni, becoming a role model for the current students. This is truly a triumphant return home."

Wang Ping hummed in agreement. "I wonder if we would even give him a chance to speak if we didn't donate 20. Also, with a revenue of over a billion, donating only 20 to his alma mater, either his profits are too low or he's too stingy."

Li Shanshan hiccuped. "Wang Ping, your thought process is just... amazing!"

What she didn't know was that Wang Ping was thinking, she had secured a 500 million yuan donation for a Hope Primary School in her hometown, so why hadn't anyone invited her to speak on stage? But what should she say? Should she encourage the younger students to think of President Chen every day, just like she did?

"I heard he's been asking about He Qing these past few days, but don't worry, I know He Qing doesn't like him, so I came to see you today without telling anyone."

Wang Ping scoffed, "He's still not giving up. He thinks He Qing is someone he can even dream about? He should take a good look at himself in the mirror."

Li Shanshan was a little drunk. She clinked her glass against hers again and said, "What are you saying? He's young and rich now, not the poor scholar he used to be. Back then he was just good at academics, but now he's a tall, rich, and handsome guy."

Wang Ping waved her hand dismissively and said, "No matter how handsome he is, it's all for naught. Tell him to give up on this idea as soon as possible. He Qing already has a man."

“I won’t say anything, I’ll pretend I don’t know anything. That person is very stubborn. Even if she has a man, or even if she’s married, he still won’t give up.”

Wang Ping snorted coldly, "If you're not willing to give up, then go to hell. What a piece of trash. Back in high school, He Qing and I walked several miles together every day to avoid him. He's like a piece of chewing gum."

Li Shanshan shook her head: "Don't make decisions for He Qing. It's easy to find a priceless treasure, but hard to find a true lover. Maybe He Qing has changed her mind about him now."

With a tremor in her hand, the cup fell to the ground with a crash. Wang Ping exclaimed as if she had been struck by lightning, "Big sister, please don't talk nonsense!"

Although Li Shanshan was just saying it casually, Wang Ping shuddered at the thought of the scenario. If Chen Xiao misunderstood, it would ruin He Qing's life. What a load of rubbish about a priceless treasure and a loving man! He Qing meeting Chen Xiao was the greatest blessing in the world, the envy of every woman. That Gao Lei should just get as far away as possible.

No, no, Wang Ping absolutely cannot let Gao Lei get close to He Qing. It would be troublesome if a misunderstanding arose.

"Shanshan, give me Gao Lei's information later. I'll go and talk to him and tell him to stay far away from He Qing."

Li Shanshan exclaimed, "What? Are you trying to steal it?"

Wang Ping spat, "How could I possibly be interested in him? I'd be a million times better than him even if I were just a maid. I'm going to make him get lost and stay far away from He Qing's sight."

"Don't talk nonsense. Who would be so happy to be a maid for you? A million times better than Gao Lei. You're out of your mind."

Hmph, Wang Ping didn't explain. That was her destiny, and it was not something to be discussed with outsiders.

"Alright, Shanshan, it's getting late. Let's all go back and rest. I have something to do tomorrow morning, and you have to go to work too. Remember to gather all the information about Gao Lei and send it to me. I'm going to play a sniper game."

"Okay, Gao Lei should be in Chongqing these days. It's good to return home first. I heard he donated 20 yuan to our alma mater and is about to build a road in his hometown, named Gao Lei Road."

"Oh my god, is this a good idea?"

When Wang Ping went downstairs with her, she was shocked to hear this; they even wanted a naming rights sponsorship.

"What's wrong with that? It's just that the 20 yuan he donated to his alma mater was intended to be used to renovate the public toilets, but he voluntarily gave up the naming rights."

Haha—Wang Ping suddenly thought that it would be hilarious to name it "Gao Lei Public Toilet," and at the same time, she suddenly had an idea to turn around and humiliate him.

After watching Li Shanshan get into a taxi and noting down the license plate number, Wang Ping deliberately said loudly, "Message me when you get home. Oh, I took a picture of the license plate."

Li Shanshan reached out from the rear window and waved. She was surprised that Wang Ping had become so thoughtful. Back in high school, she always thought that Wang Ping was just pretty but dull and not very smart, unlike He Qing, who was not only beautiful but also full of spirit.

When Wang Ping arrived home, He Qing was already resting. She took a hot shower and lay down in the guest room, which had now become her living quarters. She never stood on ceremony with He Qing; after all, they were comrades who had shared a school and fought side by side.

The next day, early in the morning, He Qing and Wang Ping had breakfast and then went downstairs together.

Wang Ping briefly mentioned that Li Shanshan was about to settle permanently in Jiangzhou, but didn't mention Gao Lei. She planned to handle Gao Lei herself to avoid upsetting He Qing.

He Qing didn't think much of it. If she was going to stay permanently, so be it. She was happy for Li Shanshan that her classmate was having a better future. A girl earning 3.5 yuan a month in Jiangzhou was definitely a high income; before meeting Chen Xiao, she was far from reaching that level.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom convoy drove smoothly as Wang Ping looked out the window at the receding scenery. "This is my first time in the suburbs, and my first time seeing the sea. We studied in Jiangzhou for four years and have been working here for so long, yet we've never been here before. What a waste of our lives."

"What kind of thought process do you have? You think that not going to the suburbs means you're wasting your life? You've only been to a few places in Jiangzhou, and you haven't even set foot on 90% of the land."

Upon arriving at the dock, still in the car, Wang Ping exclaimed, "Isn't that the yacht? Such a big private yacht! How much does it cost?"

He Qing had heard Chen Xiao mention the yacht before, and gave a brief introduction: "It was purchased from a member of a Middle Eastern royal family with the help of Zhifei Aerospace. It cost 5 million US dollars and is considered one of the most luxurious private yachts in the world."

Buying a yacht for $5 million—Wang Ping was stunned for a long time; she didn't understand the world of the super-rich.

But then she perked up, "He Qing, can we come up here when we entertain friends in the future?"

Wang Ping knew that with He Qing's influence with Chen Xiao, using the yacht was just a matter of a word. And indeed, that was the case; Chen Xiao had told He Qing a few days earlier, "If you need anything, just ask Cha Lan. It's our yacht, no need to be polite."

"Hmm—" "Use it if you need it."

"Yay! Long live He Qing, you're the best!"

He slapped her and said, "Why have you suddenly become so crazy? Did you get a sex change recently?"

Wang Ping leaned closer and whispered, "It's all because of your man's torment; my endocrine system is about to go haywire."

He Qing slapped her again, saying something crazy. However, she had provided all the opportunities she could; it was just a matter of when Chen Xiao would be in the mood to take Wang Ping in. This couldn't be forced, and forcing it would feel different. It was better to let things happen naturally.

"Hey, they've arrived." Looking out the front window, a heavy Maybach S680 was parked on the dock. It was clearly different from He Qing's father's car. This one was bulletproof and worth over 1200 million yuan. It was Zhao Xiangjun's car.

At this moment, an old man quickly came over, opened the car door for He Qing, and bowed with a smile, saying, "Hello, Ms. He!"

The chairman of Zhifei Aerospace personally opened the car door; that's quite a grand gesture. He Qing said somewhat embarrassedly, "President Cha, you're too kind."

How could Cha Lan not be polite? He paid close attention to President Chen's every move and knew that this President He held a very high position in President Chen's eyes, so of course he had to flatter him properly.

"President Chen and President Zhao have already gone up. Let me take you up."

He nodded and led Wang Ping along. Cha Lan led the way from the side.

The two of them had never even been on a private yacht like the "Azam," let alone a top-of-the-line luxury yacht. They had never even been on a private yacht that a typical wealthy person would buy for tens of millions of Chinese yuan. So it was very unusual for them. In particular, Wang Ping looked around and exclaimed in surprise everywhere she went.

He Qing tugged at her arm: "Can't you be a little more dignified?"

Wang Ping pouted: "This is your yacht, you can come anytime you want. I'm different, who knows if I'll have the chance next time."

The way she said that if He Qing could come anytime, how could Wang Ping not have the opportunity to come? There was an underlying meaning to her words; was she complaining about someone?

He Qing whispered, "Be careful, Sister Xiangjun is here today."

Wang Ping quickly shut up. He Qing felt that Wang Ping was more afraid of Zhao Xiangjun than of Chen Xiao, probably because she had been in close contact with Chen Xiao too much.

"Mr. He, Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhao are at the private cinema right now. I'll take you two there."

Because the yacht hadn't set sail yet, and the water at the dock was murky, Chen Xiao couldn't see anything when he took Zhao Xiangjun to the large deck; they could only look at the empty space.

She prefers quiet, so I took her to a private cinema. Zhao Hui was in charge of entertaining the guests today. He and Xiangjun might make a brief appearance at one point, and then they would go back to their own "private territory." I personally found it much more comfortable to be with them than with those other people.

Xiangjun also invited Xu Jia and He Qing over today. When Chen Xiao is chatting with Zhao Hui and Li Guoqiang, Xu Jia and the others can keep her company.

The private cinema here is an independent cabin design, using military-grade sound insulation materials, and the ambient noise is controlled below 28 decibels, comparable to a professional recording studio.

The modular viewing unit features a zero-gravity electric sofa that supports multi-angle adjustment, catering to needs ranging from single-person viewing to gatherings of up to eight people. A 270-degree panoramic screen or a 300-inch curved giant screen, paired with adjustable color-temperature LED ambient lighting, creates a truly immersive experience.

This is a combination of ultimate privacy, yacht customization technology, and a luxurious sea experience.

Cha Lan led them to the door and said to the two, "It's not convenient for me to go in. Please make yourselves at home."

He Qing nodded, and the pretty waitress at the door gestured for the two to enter. Chen Xiao was currently watching a comedy movie with Zhao Xiangjun in his arms. When he saw the two enter, Zhao Xiangjun shyly struggled to get up.

Chen Xiao sighed. He had been told to go find Xu Wu when he couldn't go out that night. He had initially thought it meant to invite Xu Wu to come with him, but now it seemed that he was being asked to go upstairs to find Xu Wu. It turned out that he had been overthinking things.

(End of this chapter)