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

What do you mean?
What do you mean by saying that none of the girls you meet wear Patek Philippe watches?
Just as he was puzzled, Zhang Ziqian shook her slender wrist, "Patek Philippe Ref. 5175 Master Strings. Only 7 pieces worldwide, have you ever seen one?"

The middle-aged man's pupils contracted as he noticed the wristwatch on Zhang Ziqian's wrist.
He had never heard of this model, but upon learning that it was limited to seven pieces, he immediately knew it was quite valuable. At least, he couldn't afford it.

His smug expression vanished, replaced by a solemn look. He then searched it on Baidu, and when he looked up at Zhang Ziqian again, his eyes were filled with horror.

"Ref. 5175 Master's Strings? Sold for 1.3 million at Sotheby's auction 3 months ago?"

He had expected the watch to be expensive, but he hadn't imagined it would be this expensive. How could this girl possibly own a watch like this?
Either she's lying to herself, or this girl is incredibly wealthy? Could she be the daughter of some noble family?
The comfortable velvet sofa in the lounge area now felt like needles and needles. The air was as heavy as lead, pressing down on him so hard he could barely breathe.

"Huh, Ziqian?"

Zhang Ziqian turned around and quickly stood up as well: "Fourth Aunt."

The woman who walked in through the door was Zhao Xiangjun's fourth aunt. She was wearing a new, stylish suit from the current season, well-tailored and elegantly colored, which made her look both gentle and capable, with the air of a pampered lady.

She had just returned from inspecting the other stores when she spotted Zhang Ziqian in the rest area. With the joy of an elder seeing a close junior on her face, she quickly walked over.

However, her joy instantly diminished when her gaze fell upon the middle-aged man on the sofa opposite Zhang Ziqian, whose expression was constantly changing, whose eyes were shifting, and whose aura was clearly off.

Who is she? Before her fourth uncle opened his shop, she had also worked her way up from the bottom, and after years of experience in the business world, she had a very discerning eye! Furthermore, with her recent rise in status and influence, her perception of people has become even more accurate. The greasiness, guilt, and lingering wickedness of this man before her were as obvious as lice on a bald man's head!

The smile on Fourth Aunt's face faded, replaced by a hint of protectiveness. She naturally stood next to Zhang Ziqian, her sharp gaze fixed on the middle-aged man. Her tone was calm yet carried an undeniable authority as she asked, "Ziqian, who is this—?"

She slightly raised her chin, gesturing to the middle-aged man.

"I don't know him. He's probably here with his girlfriend to buy clothes."

Aunt Si understood immediately, instantly confirming her judgment! A surge of protective anger welled up within her! She could tolerate people making normal purchases in her shop, even those with ambiguous relationships, but she would never allow anyone to have ulterior motives towards her niece's friend, Zhang Ziqian, who was also a core member of the Junxiao Group! Moreover, she also wanted to impress Zhang Ziqian!

That's right. As members of the Zhao family, they naturally know who Chen Xiao's closest women are.

This Zhang Ziqian is definitely one of them; I estimate she spends the most time with President Chen.

The voice suddenly rose, carrying a sharp, unyielding tone characteristic of the stock market's underbelly, and an undeniable rebuke:
"Hey! You, have you no shame?!" She pointed her finger at him without any politeness. "You're not young anymore, you have a family, right? Someone like you! Don't let me see you in this shop again! You hear me? I don't welcome people with no class here!"

Holy crap—

The middle-aged man's face immediately turned cold. He had just been startled by Zhang Ziqian's Patek Philippe, and now that he had recovered, he guessed that Zhang Ziqian's was probably fake.

In Jiangzhou, who could possibly wear a watch worth hundreds of millions? Unless it's the mysterious owner of the Junxiao Group. He couldn't believe he'd bump into the owner of the Junxiao Group in a clothing store; otherwise, wouldn't he be doomed for life?

She already felt humiliated after being intimidated by Zhang Ziqian. Now, a clothing store owner dared to criticize her; it was simply outrageous.

"What did you say?!" He stood up abruptly, his face so dark it could drip water, his voice like icy shards in winter, carrying a naked threat and intimidation:
"Do you believe that with just one word, I can shut down your lousy shop?" He tried to intimidate the other party with his usual power and intimidation.

Seeing that his fourth aunt showed no fear, and even a hint of contempt on her face, he became even more enraged, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on! His gaze swept over the conspicuous "Franchise Authorization Certificate" in the corner of the store, as if he had found a point of attack, and he immediately scoffed, aggressively escalating his demands:
"Hmph! So after all this time, this is still a franchise store! What are you pretending to be?! Let me tell you, even if it were SaMo's flagship store, let alone your lousy franchise, I'd..."

He had intended to boast, "I can shut it down too," but when the words reached his lips, he felt a bit unsure and mumbled slightly, though his tone remained arrogant:
"...I can make sure they regret it! You're just a middleman franchisee who makes a living off a brand, and you dare to act like high society in front of me? Who gave you that nerve?"

Hearing this blustering yet cowardly threat, Fourth Aunt wasn't frightened at all. Instead, she seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and a contemptuous smile bloomed on her lips: "I really don't believe it."

She's full of confidence now!
The entire Zhao family now clearly understands Zhao Xiangjun's status within the Junxiao Group—she is the undisputed boss's wife! One of the true mistresses of that vast business empire! With this connection, as long as the Zhao family conducts business honestly and doesn't abuse their power, they are already considered well-mannered. Who would dare to touch them? Who would dare to bully them?

Although the SaMo store she's currently running isn't a directly operated store, it's a brand under Xiangjun's niece's name! It's located in a shopping mall belonging to Xiangjun's niece (or rather, Junxiao Group)! Taxes, rent, and brand authorization are all legal and compliant. Yet this clueless, greasy man in front of her has the audacity to say he'll make her store unable to continue operating?
Fourth Aunt found it utterly absurd.

If she believed this nonsense, then something really strange would happen!

She crossed her arms and looked at the middle-aged man opposite her, who was trembling with anger but was clearly speechless at her calm demeanor. The mockery in her eyes was almost overflowing.

The middle-aged man was a man who cared a lot about his image, especially with a beautiful woman watching him. If he couldn't even handle a clothing brand franchisee, how could he possibly make a living?
Now, the eyes of several shop assistants and other customers were glancing at him subtly, with a hint of inquiry and mockery, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles!
"Fine! Fine—!!" His voice trembled with anger, his finger pointing at his fourth aunt, attempting to intimidate her with his last vestige of "authority." He deliberately raised his voice to ensure everyone could hear him.

"You don't believe me? See if I can shut down your lousy shop!!" He pulled out his phone, tapping away rapidly on the screen.

"I'm calling the top management at Junxiao Plaza right now! Believe me, one call from them and you can forget about renewing your little franchise's contract when it expires? I'll just kick you out of the store!!"

Seeing how familiar he seemed with the leaders of Junxiao Square, Aunt Si wasn't scared at all. Instead, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, as if she had heard an extremely clumsy joke! Her laughter was full of undisguised mockery and... a kind of pity as if she were looking at a fool.

Are the senior executives of Junxiao Plaza here to cause her trouble?
Zhao Xiangjun is the boss's wife, and Zhao Hui is the vice president of Junxiao Plaza. Which executive is tired of living and dares to touch Zhao Hui's fourth aunt's shop? Wouldn't that be digging their own grave?

Seeing his aunt's disdainful expression, the middle-aged man immediately lost his composure: "You...you're still laughing?! Let me tell you!" He took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and with all his might, struck the most arrogant pose, declaring in a loud voice:
“I’m very familiar with General Manager Zhao of Junxiao Plaza! You know General Manager Zhao, right?! He’s the General Manager Zhao who was in charge of this project before! Now he’s been promoted to Vice President of Junxiao Plaza! Vice President Zhao!!” He deliberately emphasized the words “Vice President,” as if those three words carried a golden aura of authority.

He stared intently at his fourth aunt, hoping to see shock, fear, or even pleading on her face. After all, the vice president of Junxiao Plaza was a figure who could shake the Jiangzhou business district with a stomp of his foot!

however--

The expected panic did not materialize. Instead, a very strange expression appeared on Fourth Aunt's face—a mixture of astonishment, confusion, and the contortion of someone trying to suppress a laugh until they were internally injured. She even tilted her head slightly, blinked, and asked tentatively in an extremely uncertain tone, as if she had heard something out of the blue:

"You...you're talking about President Zhao...you wouldn't happen to...you mean President Zhao Hui, would you?"

"That's right!!" President Gao seemed to have grasped the dawn of victory, his chin raised even higher, his face once again displaying that smug, all-encompassing sense of control and superiority, his voice ringing out powerfully:
"It's Zhao Hui! Vice President Zhao!!"

He seemed quite pleased that his fourth aunt knew the name, offering a praise tinged with a hint of condescension:
"Hmph! It seems you do have some knowledge, you even know the name of President Zhao Hui!"

He had barely finished speaking when the other person turned pale with fright and quickly apologized and begged for mercy.

however……

The strange expression on Fourth Aunt's face froze instantly, then completely transformed into... an indescribable, extremely complex, as if she had seen an alien... speechless!
How could I not recognize my nephew? When he was little, my mother used to change his diapers and poop.

Just as Aunt Si was about to unleash her ultimate taunt, the middle-aged man looked towards the door, suddenly paused, and then his face lit up with joy. He said to Aunt Si, "You wait here! The mall manager is coming. You'll see if I don't complain about you and make you regret it!"

Zhang Ziqian remained silent. It was rather comical that this middle-aged man was threatening Zhao Xiangjun's fourth aunt.

Bringing out Zhao Hui to threaten Zhao Hui's fourth aunt... Could this person be a sketch comedy actor?

Upon seeing the person outside, Fourth Aunt smiled. Zhang Ziqian glanced at the nearly 60-year-old man in the mall uniform; he looked somewhat like Zhao Hui.

A middle-aged man strode out of the "SaMo" store and called out, "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, hello!"

The elderly man in work clothes outside turned around, stared at him for a long time, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Xiao Huang. I had dinner with you and Mr. Liu a while ago."

"Oh—you're the one who carried Old Liu's bag the other day?" Mr. Zhao remembered.

"It's me, it's me—" The man surnamed Huang was overjoyed that Mr. Zhao remembered him.

This old man may not hold a high position in the business, but he has powerful connections. He is the uncle of General Manager Zhao Hui, and everyone in the Junxiao business management system gives him face.

Mr. Liu is one of the shareholders of [Lake and Sea Villa]. Now, by joining Mr. Zhao's business, his business has increased five or six times in just a few months. And judging from the current situation, the growth rate will not slow down at all in the next one to two years.

"Mr. Zhao, who is this leader?" The person who can chat and laugh with Mr. Zhao must be an important leader in the mall.

"Oh, this is our Vice President of Business, Mr. Shan."

"Oh, Mr. Shan, how are you?" The man surnamed Huang extended his hand to shake hands with Mr. Shan.

Seeing that he knew Uncle Zhao, Mr. Shan didn't want to be negligent and struck up a conversation with him.

"Gentlemen, I was just about to report a situation to you—"

Uncle Zhao and Boss Shan came out to patrol the area, just to see if there was anything wrong. Now that someone has reported a problem, they are taking it very seriously.

Mr. Shan took it even more seriously, and he needed to appear even more diligent and conscientious in front of the Zhao family.
"Mr. Huang, please say something—" Mr. Shan's expression was serious and earnest.

"Here's what happened: I brought a friend to buy clothes, and a franchisee's wife pointed her finger at me and told me to 'get lost'—"

After he finished speaking, he noticed that the two of them were looking at him strangely. He immediately realized that they weren't stupid; they were probably thinking that the proprietress was running a business, so why would she tell a customer to leave?

He had no choice but to explain further, "Well, I just thought I liked another female customer in the store and wanted her contact information so we could be friends. Even if she thought I was wrong, you can't treat a customer like that, can you?"

The two were then relieved, and this made sense.

As the man surnamed Huang said, this kind of situation is common in shopping malls. There are plenty of men who want to chat up beautiful women; if they were to tell people to get lost just because they encounter someone like this, business would really be impossible.

Mr. Shan glanced at Mr. Zhao, feeling he had to make a good impression: "Mr. Zhao, this situation is indeed quite bad. I'll go over and give him a reprimand."

Upon hearing this, the man surnamed Huang was overjoyed. "Mr. Shan is right. Merchants like this don't deserve to operate in Junxiao Shopping Mall; they should be kicked out—"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Dan was somewhat displeased. "Do we need you to tell us how to do things?"
However, because the other party knew Uncle Zhao, he didn't show it, though his tone was more subdued. "Mr. Huang, which store is it? I'll go take a look—"

"That one, it's that one—"

The man surnamed Huang turned around and pointed, "It's that [SaMo] brand. I'll take you there."

Having said that, he excitedly walked towards [Sa Mo] like a guide, completely unaware of the two people behind him with strange expressions.
As Mr. Shan watched the man surnamed Huang's retreating figure, he cursed under his breath, "Idiot!"
Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "Let's go take a look."

His brother's shop got into a dispute with someone, so naturally he had to go and see what was going on. (End of Chapter)