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

Mr. Yang nodded slightly in response to the store manager's greeting. His gaze swept quickly across the showroom, noticing many people but assuming they were all customers looking at cars, and he didn't pay them any mind. He had specific business to attend to during his visit.

At this moment, Jia Hao, eager to make his presence known to the "big shot," quickly stepped forward, a warm yet "status-conscious" smile plastered on his face, and extended his hand:

"Hello, Mr. Yang! I've heard so much about you!"

The store manager quickly introduced them: "Mr. Yang, this is Manager Jia from our company's marketing department, who is in charge of planning and promotion. Manager Jia, this is Mr. Yang, the deputy general manager of Junxiao Supermarket."

"Oh? From marketing and promotion?" General Manager Yang extended his hand, making a perfunctory gesture with Jia Hao before quickly lowering it, as if he'd only touched something insignificant. He made no attempt at pleasantries, cutting straight to the point, even with a hint of urgency, pointing to several promotional posters and signs hanging in the exhibition hall, his brow furrowed.

"Manager Jia, is that right? Perfect timing! The promotional materials your company is using are made of such cheap materials! The printing is rough, the PVC boards are too thin, and the overall quality is poor! This seriously fails to meet the standards and requirements for brand image display at Junxiao Commercial Street!" His tone was stern and left no room for argument. "Please replace them immediately! Replace them all with materials and workmanship that meet our standards!"

"Huh?!" Jia Hao's smile froze instantly, his outstretched hand hanging awkwardly in mid-air, completely dumbfounded! He had fully expected to chat with this vice president of the mall, and perhaps even showcase his connections and "power" in front of Shen Yun and Han Xue, but it turned out the other party had come to "question" him?! This slap in the face was completely unexpected!

He hurriedly withdrew his hand, his face burning, and tried to explain, "Mr. Yang, this... our company has unified standards and budgets for promotional materials. As for the materials, all stores nationwide have the same requirements, and they cannot... cannot be changed arbitrarily..." His voice was clearly lacking in confidence.

The last trace of politeness on General Manager Yang's face vanished instantly. He interrupted Jia Hao without any politeness, speaking even faster and with impatience: "I don't care about your company's regulations or requirements! They're none of my business!"

His voice rose, carrying clearly throughout the exhibition hall, "Since you've chosen to operate in Junxiao Supermarket, you must abide by our rules! Three days!" He held up three fingers, his tone resolute, "You must complete the replacement within three days! Otherwise, I will personally issue you a fine! If you refuse to rectify the situation and affect the overall image of the commercial street, it won't just be a matter of a fine; I will directly recommend that the company dismiss you! Get out!"

Jia Hao felt a rush of heat to his head, his face flushed red, and even his ears felt like they were burning! Just moments ago, he was boasting to Shen Yun and Han Xue about his "stable relationship" and "influential words," but in the blink of an eye, the vice president was pointing his finger at him, ordering him to make changes, and even threatening to fire him! This was a resounding slap in the face, especially in front of his family back home! He felt his carefully cultivated image of a "successful person" crumble instantly, and he wished he could disappear into the ground.

A vein throbbed on his forehead as he suppressed immense shame and indignation, attempting to salvage some face by invoking the company's name: "President Yang! You...you listen to me! Our Huadi Group is one of the top conglomerates in China! Our cooperation is a powerful alliance, with significant potential for future deepening! This is no small matter..."

"Manager Jia!" General Manager Yang interrupted him rudely again, this time with obvious disgust and impatience on his face. He was impatient and hated this kind of nonsense that didn't solve the problem but only used the company's name to pressure people and talk about the future! In his view, things were simple and clear: if it's not compliant, fix it! Why all the fuss! A powerful alliance, indeed? Using such shoddy promotional materials, where is the demeanor of a large corporation? It's ridiculous!
"I'm here to inform you of the rectification! Not to listen to you talk about how big Huadi Group is!" General Manager Yang's voice was as cold as ice, each word like a whip lashing Jia Hao's face. "You can immediately report my words verbatim to the person in charge of this matter! Junxiao Supermarket's attitude is very clear: either, rectify according to our standards within three days! Or, be prepared to bear the consequences, including but not limited to fines and being evicted! There is no other option!"

Jia Hao was completely speechless, his face flushed red, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word. He didn't even dare to turn around and look in Shen Jun and Han Xue's direction, afraid of meeting their knowing gazes or mocking expressions.

Feng Ting, who had been watching her son closely, felt her heart clench when she saw Jia Hao being scolded by the imposing CEO Yang like a schoolboy who had made a mistake, his face flushed red and looking on the verge of collapse. She could no longer concentrate on the car; her anxious and worried gaze was fixed on her son, her palms sweating.

After finishing his reprimand, General Manager Yang felt a little relieved. He felt he had said everything he needed to say, so he stopped looking at Jia Hao, whose face was ashen, and turned to leave the exhibition hall that had made him unhappy.

Just as he turned around, his gaze inadvertently swept over the car viewing area at the other end of the exhibition hall again—where Shen Yun, Han Xue, and a worried-looking Feng Ting stood.

His gaze swept over Feng Ting, then over Shen Jun…

Then, it was as if I had been struck by lightning!
Ah—, he suddenly turned around on the spot, not caring about his appearance, and almost ran towards the parking area! His steps were even a little unsteady!

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he rushed straight to Han Xue, abruptly stopped, and his body instantly stiffened!
Then, in the deathly silence, he addressed Han Xue with deep, utmost respect, saying, "Hello, Ms. Han—"

The awe and fear in that voice formed the most glaring and shocking contrast with the arrogance when he reprimanded Jia Hao earlier!
Feng Ting, Jia Hao, and Liu Li all went completely blank, with only one thought running through their minds as they screamed wildly—what was going on? What was that young girl next to Shen Jun doing? And why did President Yang seem so afraid of her?

Han Xue nodded slightly, "Mr. Yang, you go ahead with your work. I'll just stroll around with my mother."

Oh, Mom?

Mr. Yang gave Shen Yun a deep look. So she was Mr. Han's mother. No wonder she had such an air of nobility. Actually, it was all psychological. Shen Yun had a scholarly air about her, but because of Mr. Han's status, Mr. Yang naturally mistook it for nobility.

The suffocating silence in the exhibition hall was only broken when Mr. Yang's figure completely disappeared through the doorway.

Feng Ting, Jia Hao, and Liu Li stood frozen in place, like three statues under a spell, their faces filled with extreme shock and incomprehensible bewilderment.

"Mom? Han Xue... called Teacher Shen... Mom?!"

They had heard Shen Yun's mumbled "This is my daughter-in-law" before being interrupted by President Yang's intrusion, but instinctively assumed it was a slip of the tongue or a mishearing. But now, Han Xue was addressing Shen Yun as "Mom" clearly and personally!
This...how is this possible? !
Jia Hao and Liu Li exchanged a glance, both wondering if they had misheard. Didn't Chen Xiao have a wife? They'd run into her at Junxiao Square in Laiwu last time—that Zhao Xiangjun, more beautiful than a fairy. And this Han Xue, oh, what's with President Han?

Jia Hao realized even more clearly that the unusually polite nod and greeting from General Manager Yang to his mother, Feng Ting, was entirely due to Han Xue's influence! That attitude was worlds apart from the politeness he had shown when he was being reprimanded earlier! This disparity made the shame he felt from being slapped in the face earlier surge up again, burning with pain.

The scene fell eerily quiet, save for the faint hum of the air conditioner. Feng Ting glanced at Shen Yun, then at Han Xue, and asked the question that lingered in everyone's mind: "Why did he call you 'President Han'?"

Han Xue smiled and replied in a very matter-of-fact tone, "Because my surname is Han—"

"Pfft—" Shen Yun couldn't help but burst out laughing. She looked at Han Xue, who was usually aloof, serious, and powerful in front of outsiders, and now she was even imitating Zhao Xiangjun's playful manner, and couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Xiangjun was just that kind of person; she rarely spoke in front of outsiders, and when she did, it was always in a sarcastic or witty way. But at home, especially with close family and friends, she often displayed some mischievous behavior.

Just as Jia Hao was about to ask Han Xue about her identity, two more people suddenly entered the shop.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!"

A shout, even louder, more excited, and even a little off-key than when greeting General Manager Yang earlier, resounded through the exhibition hall like a thunderclap!

Jia Hao turned his head sharply in the direction of the sound—

Upon seeing this, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning! His face turned deathly pale in an instant! Cold sweat poured down his forehead!
The two men who walked in through the door were none other than Wang Jian, the heir and vice president of Huadi Group, whose tall and steady gaze revealed the sharpness of someone who had long held a high position.
Beside Wang Jian, chatting and laughing with him with ease, was a man who looked to be in his thirties and had an equally extraordinary demeanor. Jia Hao didn't recognize him, but the fact that he could walk side by side with Vice President Wang and chat so freely meant that his status was definitely not insignificant!

"Quick, quick, our group's big boss is here! Everyone go and say hello!" He was so nervous he was almost incoherent. He even called for Feng Ting, Liu Li, and even Shen Jun and Han Xue to go with him to greet Wang Jian.

"Mom! Liu Li! Aunt Shen! And... Miss Han! Quick! Come with me! Go greet President Wang! He's the highest-ranking leader in our group! This is a rare opportunity! Hurry up!!"

He even subconsciously tried to pull Feng Ting and Liu Li, who were closest to him. Feng Ting was startled by his sudden pulling and shouting. Looking at her son's pale, distorted face covered in cold sweat, she was both shocked and frightened.

Liu Li was both ashamed and angry. She forcefully shook off Jia Hao's outstretched hand and scolded him in a low voice, "What are you doing! Are you crazy?!" She felt extremely embarrassed! Shen Jun also frowned and subconsciously took a step back to protect Han Xue. She was displeased and worried about Jia Hao's almost insane behavior.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!"

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wang!"

"Welcome, Mr. Wang, for your guidance!"

Wang Jian wore a formulaic, slightly aloof smile, his gaze casually sweeping over the group of grassroots employees who had gathered around him. He nodded slightly in response, but his steps did not falter.

Jia Hao rushed forward, bowing and scraping obsequiously. There was no way around it; in his eyes, Wang Jian was like a god!
But Wang Jian acted as if he didn't see him. His reaction to Wang Jian's self-introduction and greetings was extremely indifferent, even carrying a hint of the subtle perfunctoriness characteristic of those in a superior position.

His gaze, like a searchlight, swept across the exhibition hall. Then, when his eyes fell upon Han Xue, standing beside Shen Jun, possessing a cool and refined air, as detached and independent as a lotus flower amidst the chaos—

Wang Jian's formulaic, distant smile froze instantly, like ice thrown into a furnace! Then, it shattered completely!
He instinctively took a step back, his once calm and scrutinizing eyes suddenly contracting to their limit the moment he saw Han Xue's face! All the expressions on his face—reserve, aloofness, the composure of a superior—collapsed like fragile porcelain struck by a heavy hammer! In their place was unparalleled shock, disbelief, and a...deep-seated awe and fear! That expression was even more intense than that of President Yang just now!

His companions also saw Han Xue at almost the same time, and their cheerful expressions vanished instantly, replaced by astonishment and disbelief!
They exchanged a glance with Wang Jian and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. The shadow that Chen Xiao had cast on them was simply too large.

Upon seeing Chen Xiao's woman, fear gripped his heart. But he couldn't just turn and run; Han Xue had already spotted them both.

Han Xue looked at the two of them as if they were two insignificant people. Wang Jian and Qin Jun from the large appliance division of the DaMi Group. That Qin Jun had once visited her at the company, only to be kicked out.

Jia Hao looked at President Wang and the big shot next to him. Why were they looking at Han Xue with a sense of dilemma? He couldn't understand what they were doing.
I've seen people stop in their tracks when they see a beautiful woman, and I've also seen people get shy when they see a beautiful woman, but the expressions of these two people clearly don't fall into the former two categories.

The next second, he was even more confused. Wang Jian and Qin Jun made a move that completely petrified the entire Ruishi exhibition hall—

He shoved Jia Hao aside abruptly, and in a few strides, rushed towards Han Xue's position at an almost sprinting speed! His pace was even more hurried and uncontrolled than President Yang's jog earlier!
"Mr. Han...Mr. Han!!!"

Jia Hao felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his legs could no longer support his body weight. He suddenly went limp and almost collapsed to the ground!
Who is this person who can make President Wang lose his composure like this?
The employees of Ruishi Group stared in disbelief as the group's heir, who had just moments before been arrogant and dismissive of their greetings, now rushed towards Ms. Han, whom Jia Hao had just refuted. (End of Chapter)