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

"My car is here, and it's more comfortable here too!"

He was pushing the product hard, his eyes darting back and forth between the two supermodels' stunning faces, trying to find even the slightest hint of being moved, or even just a moment's hesitation.

Xie Xiaoxiao didn't even spare Gao Yuan and his Alphard a glance. Her delicate jawline remained unmoved, and she simply responded again indifferently:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't need it."

Her gaze swept past the anxious Gao Yuan, landing on the slightly congested traffic behind her. Her tone was calm and even, yet carried an undeniable final judgment:
"Our car has arrived."

We've arrived?
Our car?

Xiao Li, Gao Yuan, and Wang Ying all subconsciously raised their heads, their eyes all turning towards the direction Xie Xiaoxiao was looking—the bustling hotel exit driveway!

Xiao Li was filled with curiosity and anticipation: What kind of car did Ziqian arrange? Was it the Mercedes GLS she saw at yesterday's concert? Or...? She stood on tiptoe and looked around as well.

Xie Xiaoxiao was in charge of the car, and she precisely locked her gaze in one direction.

Beyond the long line of waiting vehicles, from the direction of the hotel's private parking lot entrance—

A massive vehicle is silently gliding out!

Its entire body is jet black, like flowing ink jade, with a dignified and elegant design, yet it exudes a powerful and imposing aura! The unique Parthenon-style air intake grille shines with a restrained metallic luster in the morning light!
Standing at the front of the car is the world-famous statue of the Goddess of Joy, a symbol of the pinnacle of luxury and power!
When Xie Xiaoxiao saw the Phantom, her face showed no surprise, only a calm acceptance.

She raised her slender hand and waved casually but clearly towards the driver's cab, making a "no need to come over" gesture. Her voice was soft, but carried clearly:

"No need to queue, it's too much trouble. Let's walk a few steps to the intersection outside and get on the bus!"

Gao Yuan and the others were taken aback. Who was she talking to?

Then the imposing Rolls-Royce Phantom instantly understood, smoothly coming to a stop in place, quietly awaiting its owner's next command.

Wang Ying's eyes widened. A Rolls-Royce... Phantom?!

This...this is what Xie Xiaoxiao and the others were talking about..."our car"?
Xie Xiaoxiao and Qin Ning seemed completely oblivious to the intense psychological turmoil raging around them.

"Let's go, Xiao Li." Xie Xiaoxiao smiled slightly at Xiao Li, as if inviting a friend for a walk.

Qin Ning nodded to Xiao Li, her eyes gentle.

The three ladies walked side by side across the slightly congested driveway with composure, ignoring the frozen air and blank stares behind them, heading towards the empty intersection ahead. Their steps were leisurely and graceful, as if they were strolling along a path in their own garden.

Sitting in the Alphard, Wang Ying stared blankly at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window. A full half-minute passed before she murmured something, as if her soul had returned to her body, her voice filled with immense confusion and bewilderment:
"Those...those two car models...they always travel in Rolls-Royces?"

She turned her head to look at Gao Yuan, her eyes filled with a mixture of seeking confirmation and helplessness.
"This...this is way too high-profile! Aren't they just...just models?"

In her preconceived notion, even the top models were just glamorous employees, perhaps traveling in a nice minivan. A Rolls-Royce Phantom? That was the exclusive vehicle of the ultra-rich! This completely shattered her worldview!
Gao Yuan's face was darker than the bottom of a pot, and an indescribable sense of suffocation and humiliation surged through his chest!

Oh shit!

The dignified Crown Prince of Gaohua has utterly lost face today!

First, they were completely overwhelmed by the presence of a low-level salesperson and two receptionists who were driving a Mercedes-Maybach S680!

Immediately afterwards, even Xiao Li, whom he considered dispensable and an appendage of Zhang Ziqian, brazenly rode in a Rolls-Royce Phantom! And he could only watch helplessly from inside this Alphard!
Without realizing it, he felt that he was more than a head shorter!
"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, as if responding to Wang Ying, or perhaps encouraging himself, "So what if it's a Phantom? It's not theirs! It's just rented or borrowed! How much can it cost a day?"

At this moment, Wang Ying seemed to remember something and added quietly, trying to find a bit of psychological balance:
"However... Mr. Gao, your friend's private yacht is something they can never enjoy, no matter how glamorous they are! Yachts are truly top-tier toys!"

She deliberately emphasized "unable to enjoy" it, trying to save face by using this unrealized "high ground".

At this point, Gao Yuan became slightly happier.

Yup!

Private yacht!

This is the ultimate toy that truly showcases status and wealth! It's a status symbol that even a Rolls-Royce Phantom can't match!
His dim eyes instantly brightened, his back straightened unconsciously, and that superior smile of complete control returned to his face:

"Hahaha! You're right!" His voice regained its booming tone, carrying a sense of commanding authority.

"Private yachts aren't something just anyone can afford! My friend's yacht cost over two hundred million! Top-of-the-line! Extremely luxurious!"

He glanced at Wang Ying sideways, his tone full of disdain and certainty:

"Don't be fooled by those two models riding in Rolls-Royce Phantoms; renting one for a day costs a fortune! But a private yacht? Want to hitch a ride on one? Not so easy! It depends on who the owner is and whether they have the right to do so!"

He could almost see Zhang Ziqian, Xiao Li, and even Xie Xiaoxiao and Qin Ning standing on the dock, casting envious glances at his luxury yacht worth two hundred million! This sense of control instantly overshadowed the humiliation of the setbacks he had just suffered!

Thinking of that upcoming "shining moment" that would crush everything, Gao Yuan's heart was burning with excitement!
He couldn't wait!

"Master!" He slammed his hand on the back of the driver's seat, his voice urgent and commanding.

"Drive faster! Faster! Take the shortcut! We have to get to the dock before that Rolls-Royce! We must get there before them!"

Wang Ying was taken aback by Gao Yuan's sudden excitement and eagerness. Then she saw the undisguised gleam in his eyes, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey. With her keen mind, she immediately understood!
Colored embryo!

Men are all the same!
This guy isn't actually in a rush to go yachting; he clearly wants to get there before Xiao Li and the others, and then use that 200 million yuan luxury yacht as bait to attract Xiao Li, Xie Xiaoxiao, and Qin Ning—those two beauties—and even... most importantly, he wants to use it to attract Zhang Ziqian to join him on the trip!

She realized with a sad and clear mind that she had once again become a superfluous supporting character!
After listening to Gao Yuan's words, the driver got onto the expressway and stepped on the gas. Soon, the Rolls-Royce Phantom, which drove as steadily as a black fortress, was left behind.

Through the car window, Wang Ying could even see that the Phantom maintained its unhurried and elegant posture, smoothly navigating through the traffic, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with it.

"We've passed it!" the driver announced with a hint of smugness.

The Alphard continued its high-speed journey on the expressway.

Five or six minutes later, the familiar Mercedes-Maybach S680, exuding the same imposing aura, appeared in front of them again.

It also drove at an almost stubbornly steady speed, maintaining a perfect safe distance from the car in front, without any intention of changing lanes or overtaking, like a gentleman who strictly abides by the rules.

The Alphard's engine roared furiously once more, effortlessly overtaking it! Wang Ying withdrew her gaze, looking at the road ahead, her brows furrowing slightly. A hint of doubt crept into her mind, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself:
"Strange... are the drivers of these two cars driving so cautiously?"

The driver of the Alphard wasn't the kind of well-trained, taciturn professional driver Gao Yuan usually used. Instead, he was a "little brother" of Gao Yuan's friend in Jiangzhou who owned a yacht. He was just someone who ran errands and handled things without such strict rules.

Hearing Wang Ying mutter this in the back seat, and seeing that Gao Yuan seemed to be in a good mood, he no longer held back. While gripping the steering wheel and keeping an eye on the road, he picked up the conversation in a slightly boastful tone:

"Hey, beautiful! You just don't understand!"

He glanced at Wang Ying through the rearview mirror, giving her an air of "I know this industry."

"Just by looking at them, you can tell these two drivers are the ones who usually drive for big bosses! It's just a habit!"

He slowed his speech slightly, adopting a tone of expert commentary:

"They almost never change lanes recklessly! Even in traffic jams, they queue properly and don't try to squeeze into gaps!"

He mimicked that composed demeanor, lowering his voice:
"There was almost no sudden acceleration! The accelerator was pressed down gradually..."

Then, a very slight braking motion was made as a signal:

"The brakes are applied very lightly! As if afraid of knocking over the boss's teacup!"

Finally, he concluded, his tone carrying a hint of awe that he himself might not have realized:

"What we're after is one word—'stability'! A feeling of absolute stability! So the boss can sit in the back comfortably, reading documents, taking a nap, or even sipping red wine, without even feeling the car move! That's real skill! We're... hey, we're in a hurry!"

She remembered!
Back when I was at my own hotel in Gaoyuan, when I occasionally picked up important guests, wasn't that the professional driver with the same style? So smooth that you just wanted to fall asleep as soon as you got in the car!
So this is the true driving philosophy that serves the top executives!

It's not about speed, it's about stability!
It's not about racing against time, but about providing a sense of absolute control and composure!
It's only a half-hour drive from Junxiao Lakeside Hotel to the pier. The cars here drive fast and quickly exit the expressway.

"I was saying that Jiangzhou is such a small place, yet there are so many ultra-luxury cars. Apart from those two, I haven't seen any more—"

The driver chuckled and said, "You can't call Jiangzhou a small place anymore. Just relying on Junxiao Group, Jiangzhou's GDP is projected to grow by over 30% this year—it's outrageous! Not to mention the tax revenue; Jiangzhou is rolling in money now!"

Mentioning Junxiao Group immediately made even the usually arrogant Gao Yuan's expression turn solemn. That behemoth had risen too quickly; its current size was far beyond the reach of companies like Gaohua Group!

He coughed lightly twice: "You're right, look at all these cars along the way, there aren't many that cost over 50. The brand's reputation still isn't quite there—"

Then he turned to Wang Ying and said, "Rolls-Royce Phantoms aren't a common sight even in Shanghai. If you happen to see one in Jiangzhou in a day, you're incredibly lucky!"

The last syllable of his "了" had not yet completely dissipated in the air of the carriage...

"what--?!"

A short, sharp gasp, filled with extreme astonishment and disbelief, suddenly burst from Wang Ying's mouth beside her!

She stared wide-eyed as if she had witnessed something utterly absurd, leaning forward slightly, her finger pointing intently at the dock entrance in front of the vehicle!

Gao Yuan followed her gaze and was immediately dumbfounded—

Is this some kind of deliberate attempt to slap me in the face?

As far as the eye can see—

At the relatively open parking area at the entrance of the pier, the sunlight shines on the sea, making it sparkle.

However, at this moment, the most dazzling thing is neither the sunlight nor the sea!
Instead, it stood there silently, like a row of black reefs!
Not one! Not two!

There were four or five of them!
They are like black kings carved from the same mold, their bodies shimmering with a cold and noble matte finish. The statue of the goddess of celebration on the front of the car reflects a cold luster in the sunlight, silently proclaiming absolute power!
They formed an imposing, almost square formation!

Even more suffocating is!
Behind and behind these Phantom convoys, like an iron guard, stood several large and imposing Mercedes-Benz GLSs!

A completely dark mass!
Luxurious! Somber! Majestic!
If the lone Phantom before was an impact, then this silent black formation before us is a silent, crushing declaration!
Jiangzhou is no longer a small place they can arbitrarily judge.

The driver also saw the scene ahead. He subconsciously slowed down, his throat bobbed, he swallowed, and his voice, dry and filled with barely suppressed awe, broke the deathly silence in the carriage:

"I...wow...this entourage...it must be that guy from Junxiao Group...otherwise, who else could it be..."

Junxiao Group?

That one?

A hint of fear flickered in Gao Yuan's eyes, and even his voice unconsciously softened and became unsteady, trembling slightly.

"Wang Ying... let's... get off the bus..."

Stepping out of the car, Wang Ying took a deep breath of the salty, fishy air and eagerly scanned the waters of the dock where various yachts and sailboats were moored, trying to find Gao Yuan's friend's luxury yacht worth 200 million yuan as soon as possible.

however--

Her gaze had just swept across the shimmering sea...

moment!

It was as if it were firmly attracted by an invisible magnet! It could not be moved even an inch!

His finger pointed tightly and tremblingly at the colossal, metallic object in the distance, his voice trembling:

"Mr. Gao... Mr. Gao! That... that boat! Is that your yacht?!"

Gao Yuan had just gotten out of the car from the other side and was irritably straightening his collar, which had been ruffled by the sea breeze, trying to regain some semblance of dignity.

Hearing Wang Ying's shrill, almost piercing scream, he frowned and instinctively looked in the direction she was pointing—

He was frozen in place, as if struck by a spell! (End of Chapter)