Qiao Xia patted Jiang Xiaomian's hand reassuringly, "There are so many people in your company, is it appropriate to only focus on him?"
The boss spread his hands. "Ms. Qiao, he signed this contract himself."
"But he is not yet 16 years old this year. Did his guardian agree when he signed the contract?"
The boss opened his mouth and then closed it again.
Qiao Xia pressed her advantage, "Furthermore, in the contract, you didn't provide Jiang Xiaomian with any basic salary, you only shared the profits he made during his live streams, and you also imposed a non-compete clause on him after he left the company, but without any compensation. This is an unfair contract term, and even if you take it to court, this contract will be invalid."
"Since Miss Qiao thinks so, then let's see who can outlast whom." The boss's face was ugly, but he still forced a tough stance.
“Okay.” Qiao Xia stood up, took Jiang Xiaomian’s hand, and turned to leave. “Jiang Xiaomian only signed a three-year agreement. If she fights a lawsuit with you for two years, she will graduate from high school. If you want to drag it out, then drag it out.”
"Wait!" the boss called out to her, pouring tea again. "Miss Qiao, please don't be so angry. Since you're here to resolve the issue, let's talk things over properly."
Qiao Xia didn't have time to argue with him. "500,000 yuan. Jiang Xiaomian terminated his contract with your company. He was using your account, and all content related to him has been deleted."
The boss frowned, looking very troubled.
Qiao Xia crossed her arms and said, "Don't pretend with me. You guys are only making money from Jiang Xiaomian. After deducting the platform's share and taxes, this amount of money is enough for him to stream for a year. Even if your company declares bankruptcy now, you'll still be making a profit."
The boss held out his hand. "Deal."
The supervisor, who had witnessed the whole thing, stared wide-eyed, still not believing it, and muttered under his breath, "You talk like you're really rich?"
“That makes sense.” Qiao Xia transferred 50,000 yuan to the boss, then turned and pulled Jiang Xiaomian out. “This is the deposit. A lawyer will contact you in a couple of days. Once you sign, the rest of the money will be in your account immediately.”
"Thank you, Miss Qiao." Jiang Xiaomian lowered her head, still looking very downcast.
Qiao Xia patted his shoulder, then transferred the 110,000 yuan that had just arrived that morning back to him. "Your mother is still in the hospital, so there's no need to rush to pay me back."
Jiang Xiaomian nodded silently.
Qiao Xia patted his shoulder, "Go to class."
After watching Jiang Xiaomian leave, Qiao Xia circled the car. His father's colleagues were quite fierce; the dents on the car looked like they had been banged on their heads and were very conspicuous.
Qiao Xia found a 4S store nearby, and the employees there said with shining eyes, "The repair cost will be about 700,000 yuan. The paint used for the car repair will have to be air-freighted from overseas. You will probably have to wait two more days."
Qiao Xia expressed her understanding and then left the car at the shop for repairs.
"Xia Bao, Mom has already told the employer that she is leaving. Go to the house and bring the little Pixiu that was on the sofa. Mom forgot to bring it with her when she left."
Qiao Xia then took a taxi to her mother's workplace, taking the opportunity to admire the Pixiu that her mother had carved herself.
Tang Xining used a piece of jade two fingers wide, and the face was carved so lifelike that it was clear she was very talented in this area. It was just right to give to the newborn.
It's just that Qiao Xia left in a hurry, and her new home was too simple; otherwise, she should have bought a box to pack it up.
"Miss, we've arrived."
Qiao Xia put the Pixiu back into her bag before getting out of the car. A black Mercedes-Benz sped past, and two elegantly dressed middle-aged women got out.
They sized Qiao Xia up and down, snorted coldly, and quickly turned their heads away, as if afraid of offending their eyes.
They walked hand in hand, their voices neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Qiao Xia to hear, "These young people nowadays, instead of working hard, they just want to take shortcuts, thinking that wearing designer clothes and getting into a couple of parties will make them socialites?"
“We rich people don’t have eyes for decoration. We can see through people in this circle at a glance. But some people just want to be clowns and we can’t stop them.”
Qiao Xia's lips twitched. This was the first time she had ever heard someone so bluntly refer to her as a rich person.
Qiao Xia walked past them and went forward. At the end of the cobblestone path was a townhouse with a floor height of 10 meters. It had five floors above and below ground and covered an area of more than 400 square meters.
It can't compare to the Qiao Palace, but in this third-tier city, it can be considered a top-tier luxury residence.
The main door was wide open, perhaps for some kind of party. The hall was decorated very lively, and Lou Yuanyuan, one of the hosts, was already waiting at the door, swirling a glass of red wine and wearing an off-the-shoulder dress.
Upon seeing Qiao Xia arrive, he immediately gave her a warm hug, saying, "Xiaxia, you're here! Let's go out and play together later."
Qiao Xia smiled and shook her head, "No, I'm here to deliver something to my mom. I'll leave after I finish."
Lou Yuanyuan didn't press the matter, and warmly held her hand, "Then I'll have Duan Yang take you home later. You look really beautiful today, only clothes like this suit you. If you ask me, you were born with a life of wealth and privilege..."
Lou Yuanyuan and her husband are well-known couple live streamers on short video websites. They have attracted a large number of netizens' attention because of their extravagant spending on food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Rumors circulated online that they were a wealthy and noble family who were forced to marry and inherit a fortune if they didn't become self-media creators. However, in reality, they only started their business online in recent years, and even the company that was exposed was registered in recent years.
In order to maintain the persona described by netizens, they have to cram a lot of knowledge every day, do a lot of homework on rich people, and learn how rich people live.
Therefore, upon seeing her mother's plea for help, he immediately recognized her as a down-on-her-luck rich woman and promptly took her home.
The couple were the only people in the city who knew about his family's past, and they were always very polite to them. They even invited the family of three to do a live stream together.
Qiao Xia was afraid that the moment the broadcast started, her former creditors would crawl down the internet cable and kill them, so she refused her offer.
Tang Xining resigned, and Lou Yuanyuan and her husband made some guesses about her family's situation. Although they didn't do anything drastic, they were noticeably more enthusiastic than before.
Lou Yuanyuan subtly showered Qiao Xia with compliments, leaving the two wealthy women who followed Qiao Xia in feeling awkward.
Qiao Xia didn't want to argue with them, so she greeted them and headed towards Tang Xining's room.
Taking the opportunity, the two asked, "Who was that just now? Was she one of your girlfriends? We've never seen her before?"
Lou Yuanyuan didn't know what the Qiao family was thinking, and didn't dare to say anything, so she just casually replied, "This is my first time giving birth, so I asked a relative to come and help me take care of the baby for a couple of days. Mrs. Zheng, Mrs. Fu, please come in."
Mrs. Zheng pursed her lips and said, "So she's the nanny's daughter. If you ask me, you have a good temper. There's a clear distinction between master and servant. How can a servant's child just run around to the master's house? Judging from what she's wearing, you must be paying her a high salary, right?"
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