please make money

But then again, a kid from a rich family, a second younger brother who is incompetent by himself.

Could it be that the group is a public toilet, and these people come and leave whenever they want?

Seeing that her second brother had the urge to speak, Aliya glanced at him, raised her finger to her lips: "Shh——"

Jing Shao quickly covered his mouth, and then seemed to feel ashamed again, put down his hands and turned around, coughed lightly, pretending to look around for the scenery.

"Hmph, one and two, the Sai people are very happy..."

Aliya crossed her hips, as if she had discovered some blind spot, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She raised her hand to hold her second brother's head, her slender fingers were like ruthless vise: "Come on, let me have dinner with my sister, do you have a work card?"

Jing Er Shao shrank his neck: "...Yes."

"That's just right, go and help me line up to grab food, and I'll talk to you after dinner..."

"I do not--"

"Huh (↑)?"

"……it is good."

"Hmm (↓...)"

040-The sense of oppression from Prime Minister Lei

Before eating, Aliya discussed Zheng Shao's identity with the little brother from the personnel department in an extremely clumsy way of striking up a conversation.

The specific performance is that Aliya probed over and patted the shoulder of the little brother in the personnel department: "Oh, Brother Wang! Long time no see!"

As we all know, a beautiful girl will not admit the wrong person, so the little brother in the personnel department who watched Zheng Shao leave the corridor turned around and thought it was a beautiful misunderstanding.

"Sorry, did you recognize the wrong person? My surname is not Wang."

"Really? It seems that you are really not Brother Wang... Strange, I clearly heard Brother Wang's voice just now—could it be him?"

Alia pointed to the back of Zheng Shao who had just turned the corner, and the brother from the personnel department shook his head again: "His surname is Zheng, not Wang."

"That's it... By the way, who is that person? He looks so attractive, and it seems that he came in through a relationship. Where did he come from?"

"Why do you think it's through relationships?"

"Recently, the after-sales department has not received any notice of employment. Is there any problem?"

"No, no problem, you are new, right?"

"how do you know?"

"Generally speaking, old employees don't care about these things." The little brother in the personnel department smiled: "That's someone in charge of another department, who came here to exercise."

Exercise (×)

Gold-plated (√)

"...Is there such a thing?" Aliya was shocked: "Can you just plug people in?"

However, when she thought that she also came in through a relationship in a sense, she felt that it seemed normal again.

"It's just a transfer within the system. No one below is serious about this kind of thing, so naturally no one cares about it. Everyone does it like this."

In addition, it seems that newcomers like Alia are ignorant. The little brother in the personnel department is afraid that she will run into the gilded Zheng Shao, and reminds him cryptically: "Actually, they came here just to hang their names and punch cards to collect wages. You can pretend that they don't exist, after all, they don't have any real power positions, so just ignore them."

Alia suddenly realized that this was the serious job of 'check in, drink tea, catch fish and then get off work' that everyone envied.

She said why everyone is a social animal, there are always some people who are happy, going to work every day is as happy as exercising self-discipline, and co-authors only take money and don't work.

If it's for me, I have to be grateful, and then sign in on time every day-this can't be confessed to the boss?

But when she thought that these people were poaching her own corner and pulling her own wool, Aliya couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"Seeing them take money for nothing, it's really more uncomfortable than me losing money—"

"what?"

"It's nothing, little brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Yan Song, how about you, little sister?"

"My name is Alicia."

……

……

"So just like that, Alia completed the epic meeting with Elder Yan Ge, and the wheel of history rolled forward..."

"...Miss, Mr. Yan Ge is not a famous official with positive comments in history."

Lei Fan vaguely reminded Aliya, don't make yourself Jiajing, that's a fool.

"It's okay, it's you, and that little brother might just be a passer-by? Right?"

Aliya picked up the West Lake vinegar fish in front of her, and then put the serving chopsticks aside: "Come on, try it, I just bought it after a long queue today, and it's still hot."

Lei Fan ate in silence, never refused anyone who came, and looked down to dig - for him who had no family, this behavior of Aliya was really heartbreaking.

To put it bluntly, if Ai Ruhu didn't mention money back then, give him seven whole dumplings, eat seven first and then seven while it's hot, maybe he voted for them all.

After all, Ai Rulong was gone at that time, and it wasn't Ai Ruhu's fault, he, Lei Fan, was also at a loss!

It's a pity that Ai Ruhu doesn't understand the principle of winning people's hearts, and blindly talks about interests and the two of us. Of course, Lei Fan is not sensitive.

What can touch this young executive who is one of the four giants with cold faces is often not what he can easily get, it needs to have true feelings.

To him, Alia not only entrusted his feelings for his wife at the time, but the simple act of asking him to eat together at noon every day was enough to move him. Only family members and best friends will have such feelings. move.

Maybe Aliya didn't think so much, but it was precisely because she didn't think so much that this kind of kindness was so precious.

"How is it?" Aliya arranged her share, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and smacked her lips: "Not bad, it smells like crab."

Lei Fan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in surprise: "Crab smell? Did you put crabs in? I'm allergic to crabs—"

"No, it's the crab flavor, not the crab itself. West Lake Vinegar Fish is a famous 'fake dish', which means that it is fish itself, but it's not fish. It's called fake fish. Other flavors."

Saying that, Aliya pointed to the flower knife on the fish: "You eat the white meat of the fish. The real qualified West Lake vinegar fish must have a crab flavor. Don't eat the red meat next to the fish skin. It's fishy. Many people think that West Lake vinegar has a strong fishy smell, because the fish skin and red meat are caught in the first bite."

"That's it..." Lei Fan picked up the fish and put it in his mouth, but was stopped by Aliya again.

"Where's the vinegar?"

"……Oh."

"This vinegar is very good. It's authentic Zhenjiang vinegar. West Lake Vinegar Fish must accompany this vinegar sauce."

Aliya was quite satisfied with the dish she had waited so hard for. She gathered her chopsticks together: "People in the place of origin of West Lake Vinegar Fish love to eat crabs, but they are in season and you can't usually eat them. Grab them." I really want to eat it, and then I came up with this kind of fake dish. The taste is sour, and I like the silver knife cypress. The river carp and the river spinning are not as good. This canteen is really good. You can eat all kinds of cuisines without going out. The master is also authentic."

Lei Fan tasted the so-called crab flavor, and finally shook his head: "This way of eating is too extravagant, only eat this little fish?"

"It's like this, otherwise I can't eat it. After all, the river carp has a strong earthy smell. Now everyone is not jealous of carp, but jealous of silver carp..."

As she said that, Aliya put the half of the fish skin she pulled out earlier aside: "Hey, don't waste food!"

Jing Ershao, who was as small and transparent as the side, blinked, his throat rolled, and his face showed embarrassment.

"I really wanted to ask before." Lei Fan looked at the young man next to him: "Why is he here?"

"You know him?"

"Yes, the eldest son of the chairman, spent 1000 million yuan studying abroad for five years, and finally bought a straw bag with a degree, Ai Lijing and Ai Er Shao."

"Wow, are you so ruthless?" Aliya grinned: "What degree did he buy?"

"Johns Hopkins University, Master of Finance."

"Doesn't that sound amazing?"

"It's only one year, and the annual tuition fee is 50 yuan, without counting donations or other expenses. What do you think, Er Shao?"

"You——" Jing Ershao blushed: "Are you amazing?! You know who I am and you still hold me like that—who are you!"

"Me?" Lei Fan thought for a while and put down his chopsticks: "My surname is Lei, and my name is Lei Fan. I used to study MFE at Berkeley University, and then dropped out because it was too time-consuming. At the executive level, he is currently in charge of the financial and insurance department of the group. He has five sub-departments, namely securities, credit card, life insurance, venture capital and investment trust management. Half of the group's 2000 billion valuation is in my department. "

Said Lei Fan smiled, that smile was completely different from the warmth when he faced Alia, it was terribly cold.

"Even in front of your father, I'm so pushy. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask him."

"..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Aliya's back. The latter was called, so she was rushing to get her Gastrodia elata stewed chicken soup.

So Lei Fan got up slightly and looked over, lowering his voice: "Second Young Master, listen to a piece of advice, you'd better remember one fact."

"What, what..."

"In front of the eldest lady, you can only be her younger brother. You are now and you will be in the future. Don't think too much...you can do it for yourself."

"I--"

"Hahaha! Here comes the chicken soup——"

"..."

041 - Substitute attack?Who is the stand-in?

"...can I go?"

Jing Ershao held a glass of lemonade and stood in the corner of the roof tremblingly, looking at the person squatting with his back facing him, but blocking the door.

Why is there such a corner on the roof of the headquarters of the group building?

Ah no, it's normal to have a rooftop - but why do I have to follow them here!

Aliya and Lei Fan squatted not far away, and they all turned to glance at him when they heard the words.

Then go back and talk about things...

No one paid attention to him, Jing Ershao thought so lonely, and took a sip of lemonade, feeling his heart was as sour as his mouth.

Well, it's a little bit bitter...it's probably the taste of lemon peel...

"My current position is not suitable for directly intervening in the consumer electronics department."

Lei Fan picked up a stone and outlined the group's current four-way structure on the ground.

"The consumer electronics department is an industry, but the real industrial foundation of the group is the mechanization and chemical industry department, which is Sanye's domain."

In all fairness, others called Ai Rulin the third master as a joke or hypocrisy, but Lei Fan was serious. He always felt that Ai Rulin was doing things.

It's just that the latter doesn't pay much attention to the group, and even has an overly obvious "this is my stepping stone" style, which arouses Lei Fan's dissatisfaction, so the two sides have always been at odds. After all, Lei Fan is a firm group supremacist, and Ai Rulin It is an irrelevant resource-first faction, which has fundamental contradictions from the beginning.

"Does your financial and insurance department have a big voice?"

"It's big, but no matter how big it is, within the group's regulations, there is no way to affect the other departments. We are more like stewards and money bags."

"Too……"

Aliya smacked her lips, looking at the four almost completely vertical large doors, feeling a little numb.

In fact, the cause of the matter is very simple, that is, Alia felt that the recall work was almost done, and she was about to blew herself up.

These days, if there is no problem, the friends and merchants have to criticize. If there is a problem, it is of course that the friends and merchants are noisy with gongs, drums and firecrackers.

Alia didn't plan to wash the floor, but instead planned to take out the product quality defect this time and explain it clearly, and directly smashed the washing machine at the entrance of the group headquarters for fun.

But this involves a decision-making power issue - she is a small customer service and has no such qualifications.

Of course, it is still feasible to smash in the name of consumers. No matter how upset the group is with her, it is impossible to really beat up the eldest lady.

But then again, even if Aier's home appliance intends to become a gang-fighting country, it may not be able to beat her, a powerless little girl...

It's just that it's purely provocative, and it doesn't match Alia's wishes of muffled XXX.

What she wants to do is to value the group, but not at the expense of harming the interests of consumers and ordinary employees of the group.

In other words, whoever has money in his hands, she will do it, and other times, the singing and dancing will be the same, and the welfare will be issued.

She is even asking Lei Fan to find someone to calculate how much money the logistics department has made over the years, and when the year-end big feedback comes, she will go back the same way.

Lei Fan even told her very sincerely that if she really wanted to do this, the grassroots employees could even directly promote her to the position of chairman.

And Aliya asked her, if she was not in the position of chairman, would she have the right to do so?

So this is another false proposition of which comes first, the chicken or the egg. She feels that the road has to be walked step by step, and the meal has to be eaten bite by bite.