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

Before Gao Yuan could speak, Wang Ying exclaimed, "How is that possible? Your position is still the same as before, a logistics staff member. How could you possibly earn 3 yuan a month?"

Her screams were almost hysterical.
Xiao Li couldn't understand why Wang Ying was so defensive.

She left the company in pursuit of higher pay and better career development, and has been doing quite well at Wansheng Hotel for the past two years. Both her job level and salary have been steadily increasing.

In her view, she was probably the most successful of her former colleagues in the past two years. Just like she said before, the reason why Zhang Ziqian always seemed to miss the mark was because she was using herself as a reference. She felt that every time she changed jobs, she had perfectly timed it.

But today—

Zhang Ziqian rejected Gao Yuan's offer of 150 million yuan annual salary without hesitation. This made her realize the gap between herself and Zhang Ziqian, but she attributed it to Zhang Ziqian's goddess-like appearance.

Beauty is a woman's asset, especially one as beautiful as her. Wang Ying felt that her loss was not unjust; it was beyond her control.

But who is Xiao Li? She's not as pretty as me, and she's not as capable. Back in the company, I always treated her like an assistant.

But now, after working so hard, I've only managed to earn an annual salary of 25. And she... she actually said she earns 3 a month?
Why?
Wang Ying was panting heavily, glancing at Gao Yuan out of the corner of her eye, her expression filled with resentment, almost as if she wanted to shout—"Listen to this, listen to this! Even someone like him earns 3 a month, and you're giving me this little bit? Isn't this bullying an honest person?"

Gao Yuan also realized Wang Ying's unwillingness and coughed twice: "Um, Xiao Li, did you include all the benefits and year-end bonus in this?"

No, no—

Xiao Li shook his head like a rattlespeaker.
He counted on his fingers: "I have 7200 yuan in housing provident fund each month, 600 yuan in high-temperature allowance each month, 1000 yuan in transportation allowance each month, and two paid free trips."

Every time she turned her fingers, Wang Ying felt as if someone was poking her lungs with a needle.

"Stop, stop—don't say anymore!" Gao Yuan quickly stopped her.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at Wang Ying, who was also looking at him.

My heart sank. Junxiao Hotel Management Group, what a beast! How can they be so greedy? How are their competitors supposed to survive?

"Xiao Li, is the hotel still short-staffed?" Wang Ying asked quietly.

Gao Yuan was jolted awake. Goodness, this was a power struggle. But he could understand. Wang Ying was a department manager, while Xiao Li was just an ordinary employee in the logistics department. According to Xiao Li's salary and benefits, Wang Ying's current income was less than half of Xiao Li's, so she was bound to feel resentful.

"Um, Wang Ying, we'll discuss your compensation separately later."

Only then did Wang Ying give up, but thinking about Xiao Li's salary and benefits, her heart ached. After wandering around for the past two years, she turned around and found that there was no one left behind.

Business suite in the hotel
Qin Ning scratched her messy hair. "So annoying, so annoying—why are all the levels so difficult? Do I have to spend money again?"

She's already spent 80 RMB. Judging by this pace, she'll probably need to invest another 100 million RMB to reach level 300 in a week.

"Xiaoxiao, I finally understand your pain—"

Xie Xiaoxiao, dressed in a nightgown, legs crossed, looking completely unrefined, rolled her eyes: "I advise you to be a decent human being and stop constantly reopening old wounds. I'm trying so hard to forget, and you keep reminding me. Are you even human?"

Qin Ning sighed, "I can't help it. It's okay if I don't share happy things with you. But when I'm sad, I definitely have to share it with you. That's what a good sister is."

Xie Xiaoxiao leaned back weakly, "Why do I always meet the wrong people?"

"Xiaoxiao, your skin is so white, and your butt is so big. I bet Chen Xiao likes it a lot."

what--

Xie Xiaoxiao jumped up in fright: "You idiot Qin Ning, are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about?" She quickly pulled her nightgown down further.

Buzz—Buzz
Xie Xiaoxiao's phone, which was on the table, rang.

She picked it up. "Oh, Zhang Ziqian hasn't eaten yet? I'll call the kitchen and have them send some up—"

Qin Ning pouted: "Does she need you to arrange her meals? This hotel is probably more eager to serve her than they are to serve the Empress Dowager."

She had barely finished speaking when Xie Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "She said she's made arrangements; the catering department will be delivering the food soon!"

I knew it!

Because Zhang Ziqian came over, the conversation naturally turned to Chen Xiao.

"Xiaoxiao, starting today, I'm going to start live streaming and make money with you. You don't realize how good it is to earn money when you're young, and you only regret it when you're playing games!"

Xie Xiaoxiao got up to tidy up. She was embarrassed to have such a mess when Zhang Ziqian came over.

"Xiaoxiao, actually I'm a little better off than you. Even if I spent the same amount of money, at least I spent it in my own account; but you spent it all on Chen Xiao, you didn't even get a chance to enjoy it—"

"Qin Ning, if you don't shut up, I'll show you what it means to have trouble coming from the mouth, and I'll show you what it means for a villain to die from talking too much."

Xie Xiaoxiao was "murderous" and this woman was so "evil" that she could say such hurtful things.

Qin Ning chuckled, extremely pleased with herself. This move was called pain transference.
Being miserable isn't scary; what's satisfying is having someone even worse off than yourself.
Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang, and the two knew that Zhang Ziqian had arrived. Xie Xiaoxiao quickly went to open the door.

Zhang Ziqian had made an appointment with Xie Xiaoxiao early in the morning. She originally planned to have dinner with Xiao Li and Wang Ying before coming over, but because Gao Yuan was there, she came early.

The two invited Zhang Ziqian to sit down on the sofa, and Qin Ning went to make her some tea.

"No need to bother, the catering department will bring the food up right away. If you drink tea, you won't be able to eat anything later."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ning obediently stopped and was about to return to the sofa to sit down. Just then—

As if remembering something, Zhang Ziqian took out a small but exquisitely packaged square box from her elegant handbag with remarkable ease.

The box was made of deep midnight blue velvet, with a subtle yet weighty emblem embossed on one corner. She didn't try to create an atmosphere; she simply handed the box to Xie Xiaoxiao, who was looking at her curiously, as if it were an ordinary object.
"Xiaoxiao, this is a gift from President Chen."

"Ah—?!" Xie Xiaoxiao was completely unprepared, letting out a short, loud gasp almost reflexively! Her heart felt like it had been clenched and released by an invisible hand, pounding violently! Chen Xiao gave it to her? What was it?
The exclamation instantly ignited Qin Ning's curiosity. She immediately straightened up, leaning half her body forward, her eyes fixed on the velvet box, eager to discover its secrets.

With a slight tremor in her fingers, Xie Xiaoxiao carefully untied the ribbon on the box and gently lifted the lid.

pat.

The lid pops open.

"what--!!!"

This time, it was Qin Ning's out-of-control scream! Her eyes widened instantly, and her pupils contracted sharply due to extreme shock.

A wristwatch lies quietly on a deep blue velvet background. Its case gleams with a warm yet cool platinum luster, and the bezel is set with a dense circle of top-quality diamonds, as delicate and sparkling as scattered diamonds in a galaxy.

The deep blue dial is as profound as the night sky, adorned with meticulously arranged star markers. Most striking is the classic Maltese cross emblem on the dial, symbolizing top-tier watchmaking craftsmanship – Vacheron Constantin.

Qin Ning's breath caught in her throat! She was all too familiar with this watch! Just last month, she had gazed at it for a long time through the bulletproof glass of the brand's flagship store in the Junxiaocheng Shopping Center in Shanghai!

She remembered how she was drawn to the dreamy blue dial and the starry design, and how she suppressed her excitement and left quietly after inquiring about the staggering price (over three million!)—she knew she was not "worthy" of owning such a work of art.

Xie Xiaoxiao's reaction was even stronger than Qin Ning's!
She stood frozen in place, as if under a spell, holding the small velvet box as if it were a red-hot iron! Her beautiful eyes were filled with immense bewilderment and unbearable shock, her pupils unfocused as she stared at the wristwatch inside the box.

More than three million? !
Chen Xiao... gave her a watch worth over three million?

Xie Xiaoxiao was also stunned. "Ziqian, this...this is too valuable!"

Looking at Xie Xiaoxiao's terrified expression, and then at Qin Ning, who was also still reeling from the shock, Zhang Ziqian maintained her calm smile. "He gave it to you, so just take it. You know it's nothing to him. Besides, didn't you give him a lot of resources in the game?"

click-

Qin Ning felt as if she could hear her heart breaking.

Not long ago, I was joking about Xie Xiaoxiao, saying that she spent 200 million yuan on Chen Xiao, but she didn't even get to enjoy it herself. As for myself, although I spent money, it was my own account, and I was the one playing the game.

But not long after, they received a watch worth 300 million. Keep in mind that these limited editions have appreciation potential; they could increase in value significantly in a few years.

So it turns out—the clown is just me.
Qin Ning silently watched Xie Xiaoxiao, her heart shattered without a trace.
Lunch was lavish. Since being with Chen Xiao, Zhang Ziqian no longer needed to look at prices when spending money, especially at her own hotel.

Yellow croaker maw soup, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
As Qin Ning ate, she wondered if this meal was a small comfort to her wounded heart.

"Qin Ning, President Chen said this morning that you need to hurry up, otherwise you might not be able to finish 300 levels this week—"

Okay, I was overthinking it. Things are already so bad, why am I trying to motivate myself?

"Ziqian, she's been working so hard. She even talks about playing games in her sleep at night."

Zhang Ziqian, not under pressure to complete the game, naturally didn't know how much Qin Ning was struggling. Only after hearing Xie Xiaoxiao's explanation did she realize how difficult it was for her.

However, this was all caused by Zhao Yan, the eldest son of the Zhao family. If he hadn't been playing the game, none of these people would have followed suit.

"You've been cooped up in the hotel these past few days in Jiangzhou, it must be pretty boring. Tomorrow I'll have someone take you on a cruise ship for some fun. Oh, Mr. Chen's yacht is the Azam, you should have heard of it—"

"Ah—!" Qin Ning exclaimed in surprise.

"That's a yacht belonging to some Middle Eastern royal family, said to be one of the most luxurious in the world. And Mr. Chen bought it?"

Zhang Ziqian nodded slightly, "I'll arrange it. Hmm, I'll talk to President Chen. Let's not take you to the office; dining on the yacht is quite nice. Lying on the deck, gazing at the endless sea, is also relaxing."

Qin Ning suspected that the "stress reduction" instruction was directed at her. It seemed like only she was under pressure.

After finishing the meal, I sat with Xie Xiaoxiao for a short while when Xiao Li called. She repeatedly apologized on the phone and said that she was all alone now, and invited Zhang Ziqian to have tea.

"Okay, wait for me at the tea room on the first floor, I'll be right down."

She stood up. "Xiaoxiao, Qin Ning, wait for my call tomorrow morning."

After the two saw her out, Qin Ning hurriedly ran back to her room, and Xie Xiaoxiao followed behind her inexplicably: "What are you doing? It's like you're checking if Zhang Ziqian has taken something."

Qin Ning rummaged through her suitcase for a while, then said, "Xiaoxiao, how about we go shopping this afternoon and buy a couple of nice outfits?"

Xie Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded. "Qin Ning, you're a married woman, how can you be so sexy?"

"What do you know? Many people never have an opportunity like this in their entire lives. Tomorrow on the yacht, it'll just be Zhang Ziqian, President Chen, you, and me."

Seeing Qin Ning start to daydream, Xie Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shake her head. This woman was really obsessed. Who was Chen Xiao? He was surrounded by beautiful women. How could he be so easy to get?

First floor tea room

When Xiao Li saw Zhang Ziqian approaching, he stood up apologetically: "Ziqian, I'm sorry. I thought this was a good opportunity for you."

That was indeed her initial thought; the heir of the Gao Group taking care of her was something many people dreamed of.

But when she witnessed it with her own eyes—Zhang Ziqian unhesitatingly rejecting Gao Yuan's exorbitant offer—she knew she was wrong.
"Alright, that's over, let's not talk about it anymore. How many days will you be staying in Jiangzhou this time?"

Xiao Li pursed her lips. "I took five days of annual leave." She really wanted to come and spend a few days with Zhang Ziqian, but then Gao Yuan's incident happened today. She was afraid Zhang Ziqian would be angry with her, so she spoke hesitantly.
"It's alright, I'm on annual leave, I'll just spend a couple of days in Jiangzhou. I'll show you around and let you try some of the local delicacies."

"Actually, there's another reason I came here."

"I really want to see Lee Ji-eun's concert, you know. I'm a fan of hers. Unfortunately, I can't get tickets. Ziqian, do you like Lee Ji-eun? To express my apologies, I'll find a scalper to buy two grandstand tickets for you later, how about I treat you to the concert?"

“I do like her, but I wouldn’t call myself a fan,” Zhang Ziqian laughed.

"These scalpers are really heartless; they're selling a single grandstand ticket for 2 yuan. Luckily, my income is higher now, otherwise I really couldn't afford to support my idol." (End of Chapter)