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

He instantly forgot about being insulted by Li Xingxing for "swimming in a urinal".

Although his yacht was nothing compared to the Azam, it was still something he could show off in front of Zhang Ziqian and Xiao Li.

He forced what he thought was an extremely charming smile, fixed his gaze on Little Li who had just stepped off the Phantom, and invited him with a hint of smugness in his voice:
"Little Li! Look!"

He raised his arm, as if displaying a rare treasure, and proudly pointed to his sleek white yacht in the berth, a yacht that, among ordinary yachts, was indeed luxurious.

"That's my friend's private super-luxury yacht! How about that? Impressive, right!"

His eyes were fervent, as if he were extending an olive branch that was impossible to refuse.
"You should contact Zhang Ziqian right away! I'll take you up there for a proper experience! Let the wonderful sea breeze blow in! And enjoy the most professional service!"

He acted as if he were the owner of the ship.

Then, he turned to the radiant and elegant Xie Xiaoxiao and Qin Ning, his tone becoming even more solicitous, as if inviting a princess:
"Two more beauties! Let's go together! It's a rare opportunity! We'll go out to sea together, enjoy fine wine, and watch the sunset – it will definitely be an unforgettable experience!"

He began to picture in his mind how everyone was impressed by his yacht and how Zhang Ziqian looked at him with new respect.

Qin Ning frowned. This guy was so annoying. She was in a hurry to get on the ship and see President Chen. Besides, even if she had some time, wouldn't it be better to use it to complete the challenges? She promised President Chen that she would reach level 300 within a week, and she was still 20 levels short.

However, there was only one day left. If he couldn't meet Mr. Chen's requirements by the last day, he would have to change his name to "Roadside Lump," and wouldn't all the 180 million RMB he spent on the recharge have been for nothing?

Xiao Li shook his head decisively and refused, leaving no room for negotiation in his tone:

"Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Gao! But I won't be going!"

She pointed to Xie Xiaoxiao and Qin Ning beside her, her gaze fixed firmly on the direction of the Azam.

"Ziqian is already waiting for me! I'll just go with Xiaoxiao and Teacher Qin Ning!"

Is Zhang Ziqian waiting? Where is she waiting?

Gao Yuan looked around but couldn't find Zhang Ziqian. He turned back to Xie Xiaoxiao and asked, "Where are you going? Where is Zhang Ziqian?"

Xie Xiaoxiao was getting impatient with Gao Yuan's persistent questioning. When she heard him still asking about Zhang Ziqian's whereabouts, she simply raised her hand and pointed her slender finger towards the deepest and most central berth of the dock—towards the silent and majestic sea fortress that stood above all the ships, like a black mountain:

“Yes—” Her voice was calm and even, yet carried a sense of natural ease.
"That yacht, the Azam. Next to your 'little boat'."

She even paused deliberately, as if to confirm whether Gao Yuan had clearly seen the reference point, before adding casually,
"Ziqian is waiting for us up there."

A small sampan?!

The Azam?!
Gao Yuan and Wang Ying froze instantly. How come it's the Azam again? And Zhang Ziqian is on it too?

My yacht was just insulted as a "urinal," and now it's been turned into a "small sampan"!

The sun still shines brightly, and the seagulls still cry joyfully.

The luxury yacht remains moored.

However, for Gao Yuan and Wang Ying, the entire world consisted only of the cold, enormous shadow cast by the Azam, and those few words echoing deep within their souls—"urinal" and "small sampan."

I came here to relax today, what a joke!
Wang Ying's gaze was drawn to Xie Xiaoxiao, Qin Ning, and Xiao Li as they gracefully and resolutely stepped onto the bridge leading to the Azam!
Those three figures were walking step by step toward the sea temple that symbolized absolute power and the pinnacle of existence!

The temple doors had just opened unimpeded before her eyes for Li Xingxing and the other two!

So... is there even the slightest possibility...?

A faint but powerful possibility, enough to ignite all her ambition... has also opened up for her?!
A decision was made instantly, without any hesitation!

She suddenly lowered her head, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement and urgency, and quickly pulled her phone out of her bag!

The light from the unlocked screen illuminated her face, which was now a mixture of tension, greed, and desperation!
She ignored Gao Yuan, who stood beside her like an ice sculpture, radiating a chilling aura!
Ignoring the noise at the dock!

He disregarded the "decency" he had been trying to maintain as Gao Yuan's female companion just minutes before!
Her world consists only of her phone screen!
Only that one link to that temple remained—Zhang Ziqian!

My fingers flew across the virtual keyboard as if mesmerized!
The screen light flashed wildly in her pupils!
A few lines of text, filled with urgency, humility, flattery, and boundless longing, were instantly woven into shape and sent out!

[Ziqian! It's me, Wang Ying! What a coincidence, I'm also at the dock!]

[I just ran into Xiao Li and found out you're also on the Azam! Wow, that ship...it's absolutely magnificent! It's like a dream!]

The notification sound of a message being successfully sent is like a starting gun!

Wang Ying suddenly raised her head, her chest heaving violently, her cheeks flushed an unnatural red from excitement and tension! Her eyes were fixed on the direction of the Azam, flashing with an almost fanatical, desperate light!

Become!

As long as Zhang Ziqian sees it! As long as she remembers even a little bit of our past relationship!

Then I will be able to step onto that holy temple!
I will be able to... access that world above the clouds!
At this moment, in her heart, Gao Yuan? The one she had just regarded as her support, now seemed as ridiculous as a "small sampan".

Li Xingxing? That guy she despised as a scoundrel who successfully boarded the ship—if he could bring her on board, even if Li Xingxing stood right in front of her and called her "man" right now, she wouldn't hesitate for a second! She would agree immediately and without hesitation!

As long as I can get on the Azam!
If there's any chance, even just a distant glimpse of the leader of the Junxiao Empire!
"man"?
She admitted it!
Humiliation and dignity are utterly insignificant in the face of the possibility of reaching the clouds!
Like a gambler betting everything, she gripped her burning-hot phone, held her breath, and waited for that echo from the clouds...

Gao Yuan, however, remained completely oblivious to his female companion's blatant betrayal and ambitious opportunism.

His heroic spirit is gone; he hangs his head dejectedly like a sickly person!
The massive, breathtaking steel hull of the Azam was close at hand, its metallic sheen gleaming coldly and expensively in the sunlight. The boarding bridge was like a cableway to another world, connecting the mortal realm with the clouds. Xie Xiaoxiao, composed and natural, stepped onto the bridge first, her movements fluid and effortless, as if she were already accustomed to traversing such "steps." Qin Ning followed closely behind, a hint of barely perceptible excitement in his eyes.

Only Xiao Li seemed hesitant and sluggish in his steps.

She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the colossal structure before her, a veritable mobile palace, and an unprecedented sense of insignificance and unreality overwhelmed her. She gently tugged at Xie Xiaoxiao's sleeve, her voice low and tinged with a timid uncertainty:
"Sister Xiaoxiao...Teacher Qin Ning...such...such a big yacht...is Ziqian...really on it?"

She simply couldn't reconcile the image of her former colleague, Zhang Ziqian,—a refined and gentle woman—with this sea fortress that symbolized ultimate wealth and power. It was beyond her comprehension.

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaoxiao paused slightly, turned back to look at Xiao Li with some surprise, and chuckled softly:

"Huh? Xiao Li, you... never knew Ziqian's identity?"

As she continued gracefully uphill, she asked a slightly mischievous question.

Still reeling from the visual shock and the nervousness, Xiao Li was a little dazed and unconsciously replied in a daze:

"She said... she works at Junxiao Group, as the boss's assistant. Oh, right,"

As if suddenly remembering a crucial question, she looked at Xie Xiaoxiao and Qin Ning with a hint of curiosity.

"Who is her boss?"

Hearing this, Qin Ning, who was standing nearby, was both amused and exasperated. She couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead and said in a tone that seemed to say, "Why are you so dense, kid?"
"Little Li! Didn't she make it very clear? The boss of Junxiao Group! How many bosses can there be?!"

Just then!

At the end of the pier, at the entrance of the Azam ship, a smartly dressed, capable-looking staff member who had already received instructions and was standing at attention immediately stepped down a few steps to greet Xie Xiaoxiao and her entourage as they approached.

His gaze first fell on Xie Xiaoxiao, his attitude respectful but not servile, his voice clear and steady:

"Ms. Xie, welcome aboard. Mr. Zhang is already inside with Mr. Chen. He specifically instructed that you can go straight in without announcing yourselves."

"Okay, let's go straight up to her!"

Xie Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, gestured to the staff, and pulled the still somewhat dazed Xiao Li to continue upwards.

At this moment, Xiao Li was still pondering Qin Ning's words—"How many bosses can Junxiao Group have?", plus the fact that the staff had just said that President Zhang was with President Chen.

Mr. Chen? If she remembered correctly, the big boss of Junxiao Group seemed to be surnamed Chen—

Considering that Zhang Ziqian's assistant drives a Ferrari FUV and is accompanied by bodyguards, Zhang Ziqian's identity is pretty obvious!
Xiao Li suddenly felt dizzy and even almost fell over, but luckily Qin Ning caught her in time: "Xiao Li, what's wrong?"

Xiao Li's face had turned deathly pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were unfocused, unable to concentrate. His heart was pounding wildly in his chest, as if it would burst out of his ribs!
Her world was completely turned upside down in just a few seconds.

So, it turns out, Ziqian's "boss" was actually the real boss, the big boss of Junxiao Group.
Therefore, it makes perfect sense that Zhang Ziqian drives a Ferrari FUV and travels with bodyguards!

Stepping onto the deck of the Azam, the sensation beneath your feet is not the swaying of an ordinary ship, but a calm, almost absolute stability, as solid as land. The expensive teak deck gleams warmly in the sunlight, spotless. The salty sea breeze is filtered through some ingenious design, leaving only a refreshing scent.

Xiao Li was half-supported by Qin Ning, barely managing to stand, but his face remained pale. The dizziness had subsided slightly, but his mind was still a complete fog.

The staff member guiding the way was dressed in a well-tailored white uniform, and was respectful and professional, slightly turning to the side to indicate the direction.
"Ms. Xie, this way please. Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhang are in the main salon area."

The group walked inward along the wide and quiet corridor.

Along the corridor, walls inlaid with precious wood reflect soft light, and huge viewing windows frame the azure sea and sky like flowing oil paintings. A subtle, luxurious fragrance permeates the air, and thick, sound-absorbing carpets underfoot ensure that every step is silent.

The interior of this ship is even more breathtaking than the outside! Every corner exudes an understated luxury and unparalleled comfort.

At that moment, Xiao Li caught a glimpse of an open rest area on one side of the corridor out of the corner of his eye.

Sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and several familiar figures came into view!

Although it was just a glimpse, Xiao Li's memory was instantly activated—weren't these the same people that Zhang Ziqian went to greet at Lee Ji-eun's concert last night?

Xie Xiaoxiao simply smiled and nodded to the people in the rest area, saying "Hello, Teacher Feng," without lingering, and headed straight for the main salon as indicated by the staff.

These are naturally Feng Ting, her son, and her daughter-in-law!

Thanks to Feng Ting, Jia Hao and his girlfriend Liu Li also had the opportunity to board this extremely luxurious yacht. They were just out taking pictures and showing them off in various group chats, like they were in a Versailles. Then they received a collective shout from their classmates and colleagues: "Wow—, awesome PLUS!"

Passing through an exquisitely designed, art-like double-layered doorway, a breathtaking view suddenly unfolds before you!
An extremely spacious space, like the lobby of a top-tier luxury hotel, unfolds before your eyes!

Main Salon!
A huge circular sofa, a crystal chandelier, top-of-the-line audio equipment, a vast collection of wines… and, most importantly—

Xiao Li's gaze froze instantly!
Zhang Ziqian was sitting elegantly in a large single sofa, talking quietly with a young man next to her who had a calm demeanor and a slightly lazy and casual air.

And that young man...

Although Xiao Li had never seen a photo of the boss of Junxiao Group, an extremely strong intuition, stemming from instinct, struck her like an electric current!
it's him!
The supreme ruler of Junxiao Group! The "General Manager Chen" mentioned by General Manager Zhang!
The air seemed to freeze. His heart pounded in his ears. Xiao Li felt his breath catch in his throat, his legs felt like lead, rooted to the spot, and his mind went blank again. The dizziness that had just subsided surged back in like a tidal wave.

Qin Ning tugged at her, "Come on, hey, isn't that Teacher Li Zhi'en?"

Lee Ji-eun?
The power of idols jolted Xiao Li awake; only then did she realize that sitting on the other side of President Chen was none other than Lee Ji-eun. (End of Chapter)