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

A programmer at the next table, wearing black-rimmed glasses and a plaid shirt, suddenly stood up excitedly, his eyes wide open, his voice rising with excitement, drawing the attention of several other tables around him.

His best friend, standing next to him, mercilessly exposed him, laughing and cursing, "Damn it! You're only thirty years old this year (by Chinese reckoning), and you were already thinking about women while you were still in your mother's womb? You're truly gifted, ridiculously precocious!"

"Get lost! Don't miss this opportunity!" The man in the plaid shirt wasn't annoyed by the scolding; instead, he became even more excited. "Brothers, what are we waiting for? Charge! Let's take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle! What if some fairy takes a liking to us?" His shout actually stirred up several male colleagues next to him who were also itching to join in.

"Hmph!" Yan Lingling let out a cold snort full of disdain and anger. Looking at the "hungering" backs of the men, she felt a surge of anger rising to her head!

These bastards!

What a fickle woman!
Chen Xiao, Zhao Xiangjun, Zhang Ziqian, and Ma Jing were talking as they prepared to make their way through the slightly crowded passage to the small cafeteria area. Those hormone-fueled "warriors" had already blocked their path, their eyes burning with intensity, their target clear—Zhao Xiangjun, the center of attention.

Chen Xiao stopped, his gaze sweeping over the men in front of him, their faces flushed and their eyes fixed on Zhao Xiangjun like "dogs in heat." A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips. He'd seen this kind of scene far too many times. He didn't react immediately, purely... out of consideration for them being employees of Dr. Feng's Technology Group.

The man in the plaid shirt who was leading the group was clearly prepared. Suppressing his excitement, he cleverly refrained from directly asking Zhao Xiangjun for her contact information. Instead, he pointed at Chen Xiao and asked in what he thought was a polite tone, "Beautiful lady, is this... your boyfriend?" He thought to himself, as long as he wasn't her boyfriend, he still had a chance!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiangjun's clear, autumn-water-like eyes turned to the man in the plaid shirt. Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was crisp and melodious, carrying an innocent, naive quality.
"no--"

no!
Those three words were like heavenly music! Instantly igniting a flame of hope in the hearts of the plaid-shirt-wearing man and his companions behind him! Not a boyfriend! Then he's single? Or at least... their relationship isn't deep?
The man in the plaid shirt was so excited that his voice trembled slightly. He eagerly pulled out his phone, the light from the unlocked screen reflecting on his flushed face: "Then...then can we exchange contact information? WeChat? Or just a phone number!" He seemed to already see the glimmer of hope that his goddess would nod in agreement.

“No—” Zhao Xiangjun answered decisively, which surprised the man. He hadn’t expected to be rejected so quickly.

???

The plaid shirt man's excitement froze instantly, as if a pause button had been pressed! He hadn't expected to be rejected so directly and so mercilessly! The huge contrast left him momentarily stunned, and almost instinctively he blurted out:

"Why...why?!"

Zhao Xiangjun's beautiful eyes curved slightly, like a crescent moon, carrying a mischievous, playful light. She turned her head and winked playfully at Chen Xiao, who had been watching the scene with his arms crossed and a half-smile on his face. Then, in a matter-of-fact tone, even tinged with a little grievance, she said:
"He doesn't agree..."

He disagrees?

The man in the plaid shirt was completely dumbfounded! He looked at Chen Xiao as if he were a monster, then at Zhao Xiangjun, his mind completely blank!
He disagrees?!
What does this have to do with you?
Didn't you say he wasn't your boyfriend?

What right does he have to disagree?

A surge of confusion and anger at being mocked welled up inside him. The man in the plaid shirt pointed at Chen Xiao, his voice rising eight octaves as he demanded, "You...you didn't say...he...he wasn't your boyfriend?"

"Yes, he is not my boyfriend."

She paused deliberately, savoring the plaid shirt man's increasingly confused and frantic expression, then parted her red lips slightly and added insult to injury:

"He is my husband."

puff--!
The man nearly coughed up blood. He had just been overjoyed that Chen Xiao wasn't her boyfriend. But his happiness lasted only three seconds; this guy was actually her husband, and now he was completely out of luck.

Seeing the plaid-shirted man's thunderstruck and swaying appearance, Chen Xiao finally couldn't help but laugh. He reached out and naturally pulled Zhao Xiangjun closer to his waist. "Now, any more questions?"

"N-nothing! Sorry to bother you! I'm sorry to bother you!" The man in the plaid shirt apologized almost incoherently, then, as if his pants were on fire, he grabbed his equally red-faced companion and turned to run away in a disheveled state, not daring to look back, wanting only to disappear into the crowd immediately and find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Yan Lingling and her friends craned their necks to watch Chen Xiao's group. They saw the boys who had rushed over looking as if they'd been whipped by an invisible lash. Each one hung their head, their faces filled with embarrassment and defeat. They hurried along, practically fleeing, disappearing into the crowd of people in the cafeteria in the blink of an eye. Their speed was astonishing!

"Huh? What happened over there? Why are those guys running so fast like stray dogs?" Yan Lingling frowned, her tone a mix of schadenfreude and confusion.

"Xiaomin, who is that guy? The woman he's hugging is so pretty, would he even be interested in Qin Yun?"

Xiaomin was speechless. If Yan Lingling had said that in a different setting, Xiaomin would have spat in her face. Qin Yun's looks are amazing, she's like a fairy, how could any man not be interested?
But now?
Xiao Min's gaze involuntarily drifted to the other end of the cafeteria again—Chen Xiao was naturally holding Zhao Xiangjun's slender waist, the two walking and talking in hushed tones, Zhao Xiangjun occasionally smiling, her beauty enough to make the entire cafeteria pale in comparison.

Xiaomin could only sigh helplessly in her heart.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

Qin Yun's beauty was indeed... overshadowed by this person. But this did not diminish Qin Yun's own excellence in the slightest!
Thinking of Qin Yun, Xiaomin felt a pang of heartache. Her fingers twitched; she was about to send Qin Yun a message to check on her—since their last contact, she had learned of Qin Yun's struggling startup and that she herself had undergone surgery and recuperated for over a month. She wondered how Qin Yun was doing. Could that small company survive in such a difficult market environment?
Jingle Bell--

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and a pleasant ringtone sounded. Xiaomin looked down and saw that the caller ID was Qin Yun! She was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh my god! Is this telepathy? I was just about to look for you!"

She answered the phone immediately, her voice filled with joy and concern: "Hello, Xiaoyun—"

Qin Yun's familiar and clear voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Min, I'm... at the company, where are you?"

"What?! You're at the company?" Xiaomin stood up in surprise, the movement abruptly aggravating her recently healed wound, causing her to furrow her brow slightly, but mostly she was excited. "Where am I? I'm in the cafeteria! Come quick! Missing the cafeteria food? It's on me today, all you can eat! ...What? You're at the door?"

As Xiaomin spoke, she eagerly tiptoed, her gaze sweeping over the bustling crowd towards the cafeteria entrance. The next second, her eyes lit up! She waved her arms vigorously!

A graceful figure walked in against the light at the entrance of the cafeteria. A simple white shirt paired with khaki trousers accentuated her slender and tall figure. Her face, free of makeup, had features as delicate as finely sculpted porcelain, and her skin appeared as radiant as jade under the cafeteria lights.

A hint of weariness lingered in her eyes, but her ethereal气质 still made her stand out in the crowd, yet incredibly eye-catching—it was Qin Yun!
She also saw Xiaomin waving vigorously, and a faint but warm smile appeared on her face. She quickly walked through the crowd and headed towards their table.

Upon seeing this, Yan Lingling muttered to herself, "What happened? The company went bankrupt, and he's back at work? Is this the fastest company to go bankrupt in history?"

Xiaomin glared at her with displeasure: "Yan Lingling, what do you mean? Just because your family has some money, you think you're superior, right? You're always swaggering around here, is that interesting? If you're so capable, why don't you go out and start your own business? Let's see if you can do better than Xiaoyun! I don't think you even have the courage to go out and fight on your own! All you do is hide in the company, relying on your family background to exclude others and make sarcastic remarks! What kind of ability do you have?"

Yan Lingling's face turned red and white from Xiao Min's sudden and intense reaction and her merciless accusations. She was so speechless that she couldn't speak for a moment!

At this moment, the round-faced girl next to her tried to smooth things over: "Alright, you two calm down. Hey, look, isn't that President Feng?"

The title "President Feng" immediately attracted everyone's attention. They turned around and saw that it was Feng Feifei, the chairman of Dr. Feng Robotics Technology Group.

At that moment, she and another beautiful woman, who looked like a little princess, accompanied the kind old lady in the middle, one on each side, as they walked inside.

Along the way, we encountered many senior executives who greeted us:
"Hello, Mr. Feng!"

"Hello, Chairman! Hello, General Manager Bai!"

Bai Lu often visits, so some of the management staff know her.

Qin Yun was halfway there when she noticed the commotion behind her. She quickly turned back to greet Feng Feifei and Bai Lu.

I met the two of them at Zhifei Aerospace's annual meeting last time. Recently, Feng Feifei arranged for someone to give Qin Yun a lot of orders. She's here today with a few business deals to make deliveries.

However, she had no intention of bothering Feng Feifei. The difference in their status was like heaven and earth. If she were to bother President Feng every time she came to deliver a few projects, it would be a waste of President Feng's precious time.

But things are different now. If we run into each other in the cafeteria, we'll definitely go up and say hello.

"Huh? Look what Qin Yun is doing?" The girl with glasses was the first to notice something was wrong. Pointing at Qin Yun's stopped figure and her obvious waiting posture for Feng Feifei, her tone was full of doubt and a hint of contempt. "Why did she stop? And she looks like she's waiting for President Feng? Could it be... that she wants to be like those executives and go up to President Feng to say hello? Who does she think she is?"

laugh--

Yan Lingling let out an extremely shrill laugh, like a hen being strangled!
"Hahaha! This is hilarious, Qin Yun!" She laughed so hard she almost cried, pointing in Qin Yun's direction. "Has society beaten you senseless? Has your personality completely warped? I remember you used to be the most aloof and disdainful of flattering leaders, right? Now you've actually learned to use President Feng's connections? What, the company is going under, and you want to rely on 'accidentally bumping into' the boss in the cafeteria to climb the ladder and beg President Feng for a job?"

Although Xiaomin felt uneasy, she still firmly stood by her best friend's side, saying, "If she could really gain President Feng's approval, what's wrong with that? If President Feng gave her even a little support, Qin Yun would take off immediately. Next time we meet, you, Yan Lingling, will have to obediently call her President Qin—"

"President Qin?" Yan Lingling thought she had heard the biggest joke in the world, and was about to retort—

"Ah—!!!!" The round-faced girl suddenly let out a short, sharp scream, her finger trembling as she pointed ahead, her eyes wide open. "Look! Qin Yun... Qin Yun... she really went up there!! And... and President Feng... President Feng is talking to her! They're talking! My God! What's going on?"

There was no need for the round-faced girl to shout; Yan Lingling, Xiao Min, and everyone at the table, as well as the employees at several surrounding tables who had been listening intently to the commotion, were all completely stunned!
Qin Yun walked gracefully to Feng Feifei, Bai Lu, and Shen Yun. When she was a few steps away, she bowed slightly, her face bearing a sincere and respectful, yet not obsequious, smile, as if she were saying something.

What shocked everyone, especially Yan Lingling and Xiao Min, left them completely stunned—

Faced with Qin Yun's initiative, Feng Feifei showed no displeasure at being disturbed; instead, she stopped in her tracks! A gentle, approving smile appeared on her usually aloof and dignified face! She began to chat with Qin Yun.

It seemed they had also introduced the kind old man to Qin Yun. It was clear that upon hearing the old man's identity, Qin Yun immediately greeted him respectfully with a sweet smile.

They saw the old man say something to Qin Yun, then Qin Yun pointed in their direction, and the old man nodded again before leading Feng Feifei and Bai Lu inside.

After watching them leave, Qin Yun returned to this side.

She walked with light steps and a radiant spirit. She didn't look like someone whose business was on the verge of bankruptcy at all. From a distance, she called out, "Xiaomin, Xiaomin, you've gained weight again!"

Xiaomin was almost "crying with anger" when she rushed over and gave her a big hug: "You bully me the moment we meet! I've only gained 5 pounds, and you can even tell—"

giggle-

Qin Yun laughed as if no one else was around. Reunited with her best friend, and with the company's rapid development recently, she had never been happier than she was now.

Adding to the fact that she had just run into Chen Xiao's mother, Aunt Shen, who invited her to have dinner together later, this was an immense honor.

Because she heard that Chen Xiao's "official wife" was in there—(End of Chapter)