Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 182 20 million assets were transferred away!
Joe's house.

The family sat at the dining table to eat, Dong Yan looked at Qiao Anchu and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Anchu, by the way, you are the first again in this test."

The reason why Dong Yan always liked Anchu before was that she never had to worry about learning, whether it was piano or dancing, she practiced very consciously since she was a child.

Every time the teacher met, she would say that she taught well, which Dong Yan earned a lot of face.

Qiao Anchu smiled uncomfortably, and gave a low "hmm".

Qiao Yimo sat opposite and saw Qiao Anchu's reaction and chuckled lightly.

There was a mockery in the laughter.

"Yimo, what's the matter?" Grandma Qingzhi asked first.

Qiao Yimo raised her eyes and looked at Qiao Anchu with a playful expression.

Qiao Anchu was very nervous at the moment, for fear that Qiao Yimo would expose her.

Seeing what Qiao Yimo was about to say, she abruptly interrupted, "Mom, I'll serve you the meal."

Dong Yan nodded upon hearing this, "Okay."

Qiao Yimo looked at Qiao Anchu's panicked back, curled her lips, and didn't speak any more.

Fortunately, the recent Qiao Anchu is safe enough, otherwise don't blame her for being cruel.

When Qiao Anchu served the meal, she had mixed feelings in her heart. Over the years, Qiao Yimo had snatched away Dong Yan's love that belonged to her little by little.

She was completely ruined by Qiao Yimo.

But she has to swallow everything in her stomach, waiting for her to shine brightly, which is when Qiao Yimo becomes a street rat.

Qiao Anchu's gloomy face returned to normal the moment she turned her head, with a faint smile on her face, "Mom, it's ready."

Dong Yan nodded, feeling a little relieved, these days, she watched Qiao Anchu change little by little.

As long as Qiao Yimo doesn't mention the past, they will always get along happily.

Suddenly, Dong Yan remembered something, she smiled lightly, and said softly: "An Chu, do you know the royal music of country Y?"

"Royal music of country Y?" Qiao Anchu nodded, "Of course I know, the royal music of country Y is the top music in the world, and there is no one in our piano industry who doesn't know it."

Since she was a child, Qiao Anchu's talent in art was better than that of ordinary people. Therefore, it is not uncommon for Qiao Anchu to have attended cram schools about music when she was young.

Dong Yan looked expectant, "I heard from Mrs. Liu that the royal music of country Y is coming to our city S to find talents."

Dong Yan has always been in the celebrity circle, so every time she will quickly get news that others don't know.

"Really?" Qiao Anchu was surprised.

Dong Yan smiled, "Well, if you're interested, I'll ask your father to arrange for you to meet."

"I'm interested, of course I'm interested." Qiao Anchu's eyes lit up instantly.

It would be fine if he was attracted by the people from the royal music of country Y.

And although her level has not reached the top level of music, she is already considered a leader among her peers.

Especially, compared with Qiao Yimo.

When the time comes to become a princess in the music industry, what kind of prince do you want?

At that time, she will also take down the rulers in Asia and become the hostess of the Leng family.

"Well, I'll let your father do it." Dong Yan smiled.

It would be great if there was an artist in the family, it would be the light of the entire Qiao family.

Only then will she be able to gain a foothold in the celebrity circle and take the C position.

Seeing how happy Qiao Anchu was, Grandma Qingzhi couldn't help but look at Qiao Yimo, "Yimo, are you interested? I can see you then."

Qiao Yimo wiped her mouth after eating, and when she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Qiao Anchu's chuckle, "Grandma, what are you kidding? My sister hasn't even touched a piano before."

I have never touched the piano, and I know some music.

Really laughing.

But in this regard, Qiao Yimo will never be able to reach her level.

Grandma Qingzhi laughed when she heard the words, "It's okay, you can learn if you don't know it, our granddaughter is so smart, she will definitely be able to learn it soon."

"Grandma Qingzhi, don't laugh at me." Qiao Yimo rarely joked with her: "I won't go."

Hearing what Qiao Yimo said, the corners of Qiao Anchu's mouth curled up slightly.

It's considered that she has self-knowledge, so as not to be ashamed to go out.

In the evening, Qiao Yimo returned to the bedroom and started typing on the computer again.

Looking at the strings of numbers on the screen, she was in a good mood.

In two or three strokes, half of the money in the Han Group's account was transferred.

"Two billion, let's take it as a lesson." The girl's cherry lips parted slightly, revealing her small white teeth.

In the early morning of the next day, Han Wei was sitting on the leather sofa drinking tea, a kind of joy that was lost and found surrounded him throughout the morning.

Suddenly, the assistant outside the door pushed the door in, and the hot tea in Han Wei's hand almost fell on his lap.

"Why are you so frizzy!" Han Wei said in a very displeased tone.

After working as an assistant for so many years, it's really bad to still look like an intern.

"Mr. Han, Mr. Han." The assistant covered his chest with his hands and said out of breath, "Something happened again over there in the finance department."

Han Wei frowned upon hearing this, "What's wrong?"

Could it be another hacker who is not afraid of death came to make trouble for the Han Group?
"Hey, are the hackers coming again?" the assistant said with a heavy breath while clutching his chest.

"What?" Han Wei almost died of anger when he heard this.

Who the hell did he offend?
Fuck him again?

The assistant continued with a sigh of relief: "Mr. Han, go and have a look."

"Go, go!" Han Wei rushed to the finance department with anger in his eyes.

After arriving at the finance department, Han Wei felt a bolt of lightning strike his head as he watched the employees hang down their heads one by one.

"What's wrong?" Han Wei was so angry that he had blood in his stool.

None of the employees dared to say anything, and finally the supervisor risked his life and said, "The company's money has been taken away. Two or two billion yuan has been taken away."

"20 billion?" Han Wei fainted immediately after hearing the words.

Everyone present was so frightened that they almost peed their pants, and quickly called an emergency number.

In the advanced ward of the hospital
Han Jia was walking around anxiously beside the bed.

The moment Han Wei opened his eyes, he saw the policeman holding a pen and paper.

Immediately, he grabbed the policeman's hand reflexively, and said angrily, "You bastard, have you found the bastard who took away our group's money?"

The policeman held the pen in a daze, and asked after a while, "Don't call the police blindly if you're fine."

"Why call the police blindly? Our group's account of 20 billion is missing!" Han Wei didn't understand why the policeman looked calm.

Still talking about serving the people?
He looks like bullshit.

The policeman looked at Han Wei who was almost insane, shook his head in agreement and said to Han Jia, "You were sent to the wrong hospital, you should be sent to the hospital next door."

Should be sent to a psychiatric hospital.

This guy obviously donated the money to charity, but now he regrets not wanting to donate.

(End of this chapter)