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

Zhang Qian and Wang Ling were truly frightened.
I had always heard that Ma Jing worked at an AI company and that Zhang Ziqian did some kind of back-office work. How did she suddenly become the assistant to the boss of Junxiao Group?

If it weren't for Huang Guangyuan and Song Tao's attitudes towards them, which indirectly proved the truth of the matter, the two of them would never have believed it.

After the initial shock, the two were overwhelmed with ecstasy.

A classmate of mine is the assistant to the boss of Junxiao Group. What do you call that? It's like a stroke of good fortune! If I stick close to these two people, won't my career skyrocket?

Look at the change in Song Tao's attitude towards himself just now—
Chen Xiao, Ma Jian, and Luffy ate a quick meal and then went to Zichen Palace together.

Luffy was riding in Ma Jian's car when Ma Jian scolded him on the way: "You idiot, do you really think I want to go to a karaoke bar?"

"Hey boss, you kicked me awake, that was a good kick."

"Get lost. I don't have time to waste with your nonsense. I'll contact the owner of Zichen Palace and have him make the arrangements."

"By the way, let me remind you, if a super beautiful woman walks in tonight, don't stare too much, or you'll gouge your eyes out."

Luffy chuckled and said, "Boss, do you think I'm stupid? With President Chen around, no matter how many beautiful women there are, they'll all belong to President Chen."

"Be sensible. The main problem is that the girl is too beautiful. I'm afraid you'll reveal your true colors and anger the boss. You won't even know how you died."

"Look at what you're saying, no matter how beautiful she is, can she be more beautiful than President Zhao?"

That's true. No matter how pretty Qiu Qiaoqiao is, she's only comparable to Han Xue, and still a bit short of Zhao Xiangjun.

"Alright, I'll just give you a heads-up. You've been a bit arrogant lately, and I'm afraid you'll get carried away."

Zichen Palace

In the general manager's office, the boss frowned as he looked at the message Ma Jian had sent. After thinking for a moment, he still sent a message.

hum-

He picked it up and glanced at it. "You've already contacted them yourself? Sigh—you've entered the tiger's den. What if you end up with tiger cubs?" But there were some things he dared not interfere with.

I made an internal call, and a moment later the sales director came running over.

"You should inform them to keep all the prettiest girls in our shop and not to come to work for the time being. When Mr. Chen arrives, they should all go to his private room. And tell Miaomiao and Lanlan to be more proactive with Mr. Chen in the private room. If he has any needs, they should do everything they can to satisfy them."

what--

The director was dumbfounded. Miaomiao and Lanlan were the company's two biggest stars, and tonight they were both being sent over to President Chen for his pleasure. They were both still relatively unknown and rarely appeared in public. Why was the boss sending them both at the same time tonight? President Chen was indeed a very important figure, but he hadn't specifically requested Miaomiao and Lanlan. Were these two top stars, whom he had been grooming for so long, just sent out like that?

"Go and make the arrangements. Hmm, tell them not to dress so conservatively today, to dress a little sexier."

Before leaving, the manager couldn't help but glance back one last time, wondering if the boss had had too much to drink. Miaomiao and Lanlan had each come out once before, both times for important guests, and both were dressed very conservatively. Have you ever seen girls in jeans at a KTV? But Miaomiao and Lanlan always dressed like that. Moreover, the average hostess's fee ranged from 2200 to 3200 yuan, while Miaomiao and Lanlan's tips were 10,000 yuan. Even so, they only drank and sang with the guests; there was no intimate behavior between them.

But today, the boss not only sent them out to accompany President Chen, but even seemed to be encouraging them to take the initiative. This isn't a good deal, because President Chen doesn't even know them, and someone else could probably handle it, so why send them out?

He dared not disobey his boss's orders, so he could only hurry to find Miaomiao and Lanlan and tell them to get ready quickly, because it seemed that President Chen was about to arrive.

Ma Jian was truly impressed by his boss when he saw the information about the owner of Zichen Palace. When did he manage to get in touch with Qiu Qiaoqiao, and how did they even arrange to meet up for tonight?

It's just that Qiu Qiaoqiao is out on business right now and might arrive a little later. But it's alright, the boss shouldn't mind.

The entire Zichen Palace was in chaos. The sales director announced in the group chat that all the beauties who had not yet started work should have their group leaders pick out the prettiest ones and temporarily suspend their work, regardless of the reason.

In a private room, several guests sat on the sofa, admiring a row of beauties in front of them.

"Mr. Liu, Zichen Palace truly lives up to its reputation. It's teeming with beauties. Any one of them could hold her own in any other establishment."

The man addressed as General Manager Liu smiled and said, "To entertain a distinguished guest like General Manager Shan, we definitely need to come to Zichen Palace." Then he turned to the middle-aged man beside him and asked, "General Manager Shan, which one do you prefer?"

Seeing that Mr. Shan seemed overwhelmed by the choices, he smiled and said, "Keep all the ones you like—"

Mr. Shan thought Mr. Liu was quite good at handling people, and was just about to point to the tall, beautiful woman in the middle when someone suddenly came in. "Gentlemen, I'm so sorry to disturb you—"

"What's going on?" The group was startled, thinking they had encountered the ward rounds.

"Dear bosses, I apologize, but several of our ladies need to be called to a company meeting. I will apologize to you all shortly for any inappropriate behavior."

After saying that, without waiting for the guests to express their opinions, she said, "Xiao Rui, Xiao Li, Nan Nan—the three of you come with me to the meeting."

Several beautiful women stepped forward, and General Manager Liu noticed that General Manager Shan's expression had turned cold. He knew this woman had called away the ones General Manager Shan had his eye on. No wonder she was angry. You call a meeting, and you even rank people by looks? And then you call away the prettiest ones—what's the meaning of that?
Mr. Shan was a VIP, and Mr. Liu couldn't stand it. He stood up abruptly and said, "Do you fucking want to quit? Believe me or not, I'll smash your shop to pieces."

The foreman is really not afraid, smashing up Zichen Palace? You probably don't know how powerful this store is.

However, they certainly tried their best to avoid conflict with the guests. The leader slapped himself twice across the face and repeatedly said, "President Liu, I'm so sorry, the company notified them to attend a meeting."

This Mr. Liu is a frequent visitor and is very powerful, so he naturally wouldn't dare to offend him. But since the big boss has spoken, he dares not disobey.

"Screw the meeting, how long can it last? Can't you come over after the meeting is over?"

In their view, these people's meeting would only take ten or twenty minutes at most, right? If that's the case, they could just talk to Boss Shan and have all these beauties come over later, and Boss Shan should be able to calm down.

To everyone's surprise, the foreman said with a long face, "I can't be sure. It might be open all night, or it might be over in a little while."

"Go to hell, you're kidding me. You're not telling me to go work in other rooms, and if they get selected, they won't come back. They'll only come back if they don't get selected, right?"

Mr. Liu is very sensitive; he learned his lesson the hard way last time. A girl he patronized every day went to another private room, leaving him standing there. Later, when he went to cause trouble, he got beaten up.

Thinking about it now still sends shivers down my spine. The main reason was that the person who hit me was someone I couldn't afford to mess with. That bastard, though just a businessman running a trading company, was rumored to have an extremely powerful background. I pulled a lot of strings to have people investigate him, but as soon as they heard it was Dongjian Trading, they all fell silent. Later, Mr. Liu was forced to personally go and apologize to that Mr. Ma. Being beaten and then having to apologize in person was a lifelong humiliation for Mr. Liu. However, the Chinese believe in a gentleman's revenge, even after ten years; and even a hundred-generation grudge can be avenged. It's not too late to settle scores when I'm powerful enough.

Mr. Shan's face had darkened. He lit a cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, and coldly stared at them—a clear sign of extreme displeasure. Indeed, who wouldn't be annoyed by something like this, especially someone of his stature who was even more concerned with his image?

The supervisor gave the group a look, signaling them to go out first, but General Manager Liu wouldn't allow it. He said, "Let's see who dares to go out. Stop them!"

Besides him and Boss Shan, there were two young men in the private room. Upon hearing Boss Liu's words, the two young men stood up and tried to pull him away.

However, several of the beauties were closer to the door and went out first, while the supervisor pretended to apologize but actually blocked Mr. Liu and his group inside.

General Manager Liu was furious and kicked him, yelling, "Go to hell!" The foreman fell to the ground with a thud, but he kept apologizing as soon as he got up. He felt that as long as the task was completed, it was fine, but what he did today was indeed unethical.

"Alright, Lao Liu, don't make things difficult for him. Let all these young ladies go out and have a new batch come over."

Only after Boss Shan spoke did Boss Liu stop. The supervisor, feeling like he'd been granted a pardon, told the group of girls still standing to quickly leave this troublesome place.

Only the foreman remained. Manager Shan beckoned to him. The foreman, knowing this was the big shot tonight, quickly bowed and ran over: "Boss—"

Mr. Shan pointed to a bottle of Royal Salute on the table, "If you blow it up, I won't hold what happened tonight against you. Otherwise, believe me, you can't afford the consequences."

General Manager Liu remained silent. If the foreman was punished, then General Manager Shan would regain some face, and things wouldn't look so bad today. He went up and slapped the foreman on the back of the head, "Damn it, did you hear what General Manager Shan said? If you don't do as he says, I'll cripple you first."

The foreman looked miserable. This imported liquor wasn't good, and they were chugging it straight from the bottle—it wasn't beer! But this Boss Liu was no pushover. Don't be fooled by how badly he was beaten last time; that was only because the other party was powerful. But against someone like him, Boss Liu was incredibly powerful—

"Boss, could you..."

"No—", Boss Shan crossed his legs, leaned back on the sofa, and stared coldly at him. His eyes were like those of an eagle, and the foreman felt a deep chill.

"Alright, gentlemen, I'll drink—"

As he drank, he cursed the two men's ancestors in his mind. He'd heard that in the Emperor's Private Room, in that VIP's room, beautiful women went to drink, and each drink earned them 10,000 yuan. With his drinking capacity, he could easily make 50,000 yuan there, but here he only received ridicule.

This foreign liquor is so expensive, but it tastes like horse urine. He doesn't know if it's fake or if it's just inherently bad. As he drank, he imagined it was Louis XIII from the Imperial Box, and only then did he manage to swallow it.

"Bosses—", he gestured to the two men with the empty bottle.

"Damn it, you're wasting your time! This wine costs 5000 yuan, it's such a waste for you to drink it."

Sigh, the waiter is really suffering. Those guys in the private rooms drink Louis XIII that costs 150,000 yuan a bottle, and they can even take 10,000 yuan for a single glass. Meanwhile, he's drinking 5000 yuan Royal Salute and getting all this mockery. Who the hell hasn't seen the world before?

"Alright, can we still talk properly now?" Boss Shan stubbed out his cigarette and asked the supervisor.

"Yes, yes."

"Tell me, where did they all go?"

"The Emperor Bag... oh no, no, it's gone to a meeting."

Mr. Shan looked at Mr. Liu and asked, "Is there an Emperor Bag here?"

Mr. Liu nodded: "It's a super large private room, about the size of five or six of ours."

He waved his hand, signaling to the supervisor, "Get out of here."

The foreman realized he had let something slip and was now half-sober. "Gentlemen, I'll arrange for a beautiful lady to come over in a bit. I'll arrange it right away."

Mr. Liu kicked him from behind: "Didn't you hear me tell you to get lost?"

The foreman scurried out in a panic. Boss Liu turned to Boss Shan and said, "Boss, I'm sorry about today. I'll go out right away and ask their superiors to arrange for some pretty girls to come over."

Mr. Shan stood up. “Let’s go see what the Emperor Bag is like.”

General Manager Liu knew that General Manager Shan was unhappy with this store. He was originally an arrogant person, but he had become much more restrained after suffering a loss here last time. However, since General Manager Zhang had made the suggestion, he dared not disobey. Besides, this General Manager Zhang was no ordinary person; he could definitely hold his own in Jiangzhou.

"Boss, I'll lead the way—"

The two young men, one being Mr. Liu's assistant and the other brought by Mr. Zhang, were both quite robust young men. The group of them went out together.

Before they had taken two steps, Mr. Zhang stopped, causing Mr. Liu, who was following beside him, to brake suddenly as well. Following the direction Mr. Zhang was looking, his eyes widened in surprise.

Holy crap—the Zichen Palace has such a rare find?

Both beauties are over 172cm tall with long, flowing hair.

A black suit, the hem of which only reached three centimeters above the knee, revealing delicate, fair skin that shimmered with an iridescent sheen under the light, like mother-of-pearl.

The side waist is cut out, and Italian elastic silk wraps around it to create a peach cantilever effect, producing a 0.5-second elastic deformation delay when walking.

Mr. Shan couldn't help but smack his lips and say to Mr. Liu beside him, "Old Liu, you're fucking right. The beauties here are comparable to that Dilraba or that supermodel."

Upon hearing President Zhang's words, President Liu's mind returned to normal. "Boss, I'll call them over. They'll be the two of us keeping us company tonight."

Mr. Zhang glanced at him, and Mr. Liu immediately understood: "Boss, I misspoke. These two beauties are here tonight to keep you company."

As he spoke, General Manager Liu strode forward and blocked their path: "Ladies, do you work here?"

Miaomiao and Lanlan were ordered to accompany the distinguished guests, but unexpectedly, someone blocked their way. They exchanged a glance and both saw a cold glint in each other's eyes. "What is it?" (End of this chapter)