please make money

Lei Fan didn't notice this detail, his attention was still on the pancake—ah no—on the invitation.

"Which one is this Miss Kong?" Lei Fan held up the invitation card: "Did I know you? What did you say to you today?"

Manager Jiang's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, as if it was a little subtle: "That...you can't possibly not know her. Is it possible that you just sent an invitation card as a courtesy, after all, there are all employees of the investment department who passed today."

"Yeah, if you don't post like this, can you catch Mr. Lei? Manager Jiang, you can't take advantage of others and not help them!"

"..." Manager Jiang looked away guiltily, and it could be seen that Lei Fan really held a very important position in his heart, at least more important than the heavyweight Miss Kong.

"Awei—to be honest, what's going on?"

Lei Fan's tone sank, and he realized that his most trusted brother had something to hide from him.

Is this worth it?If you dare to lie to others now, will you be corrupt and pervert the law in the future?

"...Mr. Kong from Haili's side asked the investment department to entrust us to operate a large amount of capital, and then help them enter the advertising media industry, but there is a prerequisite, that is, Mr. Lei. You have to go yourself."

"What kind of precondition is this?" Lei Fan didn't understand, so wouldn't it be reasonable to go there by himself?

And from the current point of view, the other party is giving both money and face, and even used an excuse of daughter's birthday to soften the cold business atmosphere when talking about business. This can no longer be said to be very sincere. Change to another department When the manager went over, Mr. Kong might be able to vaguely see the figure of my father.

What's going on, Awei?Why do you look like you don't want to see people so much?

"...You didn't talk about business in the past."

"What do you mean? Don't talk about business—can you still talk about feelings?"

"Ah."

"...Wait a minute, what do you mean by um?" Lei Fan was slightly taken aback: "I don't know Mr. Kong either, what kind of feelings do you have?"

"His daughter met you, and it is said that she fell in love at first sight. It is easy to talk about other things this time, as long as you agree to go on a blind date, then there is something to talk about."

Manager Jiang lowered his head as he spoke, that's why he doesn't want to see Kong San's idiot anymore - isn't this a pure threat?

If the blind date with your daughter doesn't work out, then why don't you do this business?

Roasting Lei Fan on the fire inside and out, he is not a human being, if the business is successful, it is a beauty trick, if it is not successful——Lei Fan, are you worthy of the group!

When Kong San made this request before, a group of executives sitting in the conference room were dumbfounded. There is such a wayward boss?

But when I think that even if the other party comes to talk to them, they will not forget to roll a cake for each of them on the spot. It seems that it is normal to be so willful.

People's own family business is not restricted by others. Isn't it their own business to make troubles and misfortunes?

Lei Fan stared blankly at the invitation, and then at the same one handed over by Manager Jiang, and remained silent for a long time before recovering.

Seeing that the matter had been brought to light, Manager Jiang could only bite the bullet and give him the invitation: "We have two of them, and Mr. Kong asked by name to give them to you."

However, under his restraint, everyone assumed that this hadn't happened, and he, Jiang Wei, was going to take it on himself.

If you, Kong San, don't want to make money, then you don't want to make money. If you can't make this order, the big deal is that I, Jiang Wei, are not good at it. It's just that I lost two months of performance.

reputation?It's his own fault if his reputation is ruined, and this matter will not even come out of the mouth of the investment department.

Boss Lei is still the white lotus that emerges from the mud without being stained. He didn't know that such a thing had happened.

But after all the calculations, there was an insider in the investment department—oh no, she wasn't from the investment department—her conscience was greatly broken!

Jiang Wei glanced at Alia, then lowered his head when the latter looked over, waiting for Lei Fan to deal with her.

"...Pfft!" Lei Fan was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but burst into laughter: "That's it? Huh?"

"No, Mr. Lei, that Miss Kong—at least two hundred catties, and the superiors probably weigh three hundred catties!"

"It's not that heavy, it's only 230 three." Aliya scratched her face: "You can definitely look thinner, and it's not too ugly now."

"It's not important." Lei Fan finished laughing, shook his head and put the invitation aside: "I'll go back then, Awei."

"Boss Lei, tell me."

"In the future, I don't have to worry about these things. You can report what the other party says, and I will handle it myself."

"But--"

"No but." Leaning on the backrest, Lei Fan felt a little bit emotional: "Being a father is not easy, and my daughter is still with me because she is self-willed, and she only gives me this kind of treatment because she thinks of me. Miss Kong likes me, so even if I refuse, will she immediately turn against me?"

"..."

"Besides, you really think that Mr. Kong's ability to make such a big business is pure capriciousness--he made the pancake set for you to see, and he started to suppress the price in his heart at that time."

Aliya interrupted him: "The price reduction is a price reduction, but the pancakes are really powerful-you try it?"

"I might not be used to this kind of food." Lei Fan picked it up from Shan Ruliu and took a sip, then said vaguely, "Such a big green onion, and... huh?"

He chewed a few mouthfuls, looked at the pancakes in surprise, and raised his eyebrows: "It's more palatable than I imagined, but the taste of this onion is very refreshing and sweet."

"Go and have a look. The main reason is that it's not easy for everyone. It just happens to be my birthday tomorrow night. Maybe we can see each other during the day?"

"Daytime?" Lei Fan ate the pancake: "Isn't tomorrow daytime Sunday, miss, you're so obsessed with messing around—cough, the washing machine—that's tomorrow, I have to watch it, and I can't get away."

"It's okay, she will come back when the time comes, it's a courtesy, and I invited her to be the guest of honor."

"Oh—is it the kind of guest who commented? Are there any activities in this regard?"

Lei Fan really didn't watch the Sunday garden tour activity that the advertising and marketing department rushed to work. He was worried that smashing the washing machine and directly hitting Ai Ruhu's face would arouse the other party's dissatisfaction, and then the high-level conflict would intensify—didn't the lady say it? Well, now is not the time yet.

"That's not true, she is a powerful guest." Alia said with emotion: "Human, there is always a field that you are good at. Tomorrow you will be able to see her inner beauty."

"Really? Then I'll wait and see."

065-Go crazy after eating

When Aliya saw Er Shao Jing, the latter was peeling an apple.

"...Have you eaten?" Alia asked.

After staring at Alia for three seconds, Er Shao motioned to the apple in his hand, and replied in reverse: "If you haven't eaten—have some?"

"Well, that's disrespectful." Aliya sat down obediently and began to order: "It's also a VIP intensive care unit anyway, so it's light on the whole."

She just ate a full stomach of seafood, but Aliya can't eat big fish and meat right now, so just a couple of catties of high-end fruit is fine.

"What kind of fruit do you want to eat?"

"casual."

"apple?"

"I don't like it very much, only apples?"

"peach?"

"Peaches are too sweet, do you have any lighter ones?"

"Horseshoe?"

"I have never understood why this thing can be counted as a fruit classification, what do you think?"

I think?I think when a woman says casually, she means to make trouble...

Fortunately, Aliya is not too picky about food. After picking and choosing for a while, and dazzled nearly half of the fruits beside Jing Er Shao's bed, she was satisfied.

After stroking her stomach and belching about [-]% full, Alia then remembered to care about her stinky brother: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Jing Ershao said in his heart that if he doesn't have to peel fruit for you as a tool, then it's really okay.

But now—it’s hard to say, don’t see Alia, it will make you unhappy if you see Alia, or so.

"Why did your dad do it? Really." Alia was filled with righteous indignation, resolutely resisted, and strongly condemned: "Beating you is as casual as beating your son."

Jing Ershao rolled his eyes, is it possible that I am really his son, and it is still the kind that has a paternity test.

In a sense, Ai Ruhu is also restrained, after all, this is just a big coquettish bag of love, not the seven wolves of love.

The reason why he was hospitalized was mainly because Jing Ershao threw himself in, and in the end Ai Ruhu threw him in out of sight and out of mind.

The meaning is very simple, if he is sick, treat the disease, if he is not sick, then see if he has any hidden mental illness.

After all, if this hospital is really counted, it is also the property of the Aishi Group, but it belongs to the property department-but Ai Ruhu still has the ability to say hello.

Aliya listened to Second Young Master Jing muttering about Ai Ruhu's reaction for a while, and stroked his chin to give him a bad idea - cross it out - give him advice.

"I have rich experience in the death of both parents, you believe me."

"...Can we say something auspicious?" Jing Ershao rubbed his forehead: "Besides, not everyone is as open-minded as you."

Second Young Master Jing didn't want Ai Ruhu to die, or in other words, most of the conflicts with his family members would not be to the point of life and death.

He just wants Ai Ruhu to admit his hobbies, no matter how bad he is, he doesn't need to bother, the years are safe and happy, the world is so big, it can accommodate two thoughts.

Of course, Ai Ruhu doesn't think so. He thinks that since Er Shao Jing is his son, he has complete control over it like his own private property.

It's not easy for anyone to do this - I can't discipline my own son, can I?

"I didn't let your parents die either. I'm talking about being busy and busy."

"busy?"

"Yes, if your matter is serious, it's a family conflict. If it's small, it's a disobedient child, and it's probably useless. Just give it a good beating. It won't win Ai Ruhu's heart at all, so I just gave you it in a fit of anger. Twice—if you don’t believe me, ask yourself, don’t you!”

"..." Second Young Master Jing felt that it made sense.

"So you mean..." Jing Ershao made a gesture: "Try to find something to keep him busy, and forget this little thing about me?"

"What stupid things are you talking about?" Aliya looked at him like a fool: "If you forget about your little things, then he will think that your little things are right?"

"will not."

"Then it's fine. When I think about it, I still have to deal with you. This is not going to work."

"No?"

"It can't be done."

"so what should I do?"

"It's still the same sentence, let them get busy—"

"But didn't you say it was useless?"

"It's useless to be busy with other things, but what if you're busy with your business?"

Alia slapped her thigh: "If something about you is published, they will see that compared to those big things, this little hobby can even be regarded as worthy of praise, isn't that acceptable?"

Young Master Jing Er felt that something was wrong. Is it possible that Aliya is playing the fun?

But after thinking about it, Er Shao, who knew his old father well, felt that this plan was indeed feasible.

Or in other words, only in this way can the old father who has deep-rooted prejudices against things he doesn't touch at least face up to those small hobbies.

——Compared to those small hobbies, he is thankful that he doesn't do anything else.

"Then what should I do?" Jing Ershao took a deep breath, smug: "Shall I go racing?"

"...Drag racing?"

"Yes! Drag racing!" Jing Ershao recalled his own depravity: "I go racing, racing cars with no speed limit, racing cars that are not defined-I drink too much! I am upside down during the day, and hug me at night. Blow it straight from the bottle! I want to gamble, with all my money! Swiss bank checks on it! Let him wipe my ass, my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe!"

Aliya blinked, as if she didn't expect this person to be so... nasty.

"Is it possible, I mean, that you're going to be able to go crazy a little bit more normally?"

"Normal?" Jing Ershao thought for a while, nodded and thought it was the same: "Then I will be messed up, I will yell, I will cry, I will roll on the ground, and if he says a word to me, I will directly talk to you." Then go to the rooftop, if he dares to throw something at me, I will find a rope and hang it by the door of his room that night, and let him see me hanging on the next morning!"

"..."

Aliya suddenly felt that Ai Ruhu didn't give this guy who 'looked at me hanging up' and whipped him on the spot, it was really kind enough.

Is it possible that even if he and Xiaojie are not needed, this guy is still able to split with Ai Ruhu [-]/[-]?

"I'm talking about career..."

Aliya sighed: "Have you ever thought about it, you have entered the company now."

"Yeah, then what?"

"My uncle is clearly going to gild you, let you take over and seize power, so you can't operate it to show your ability?"

"..." Second Young Master Jing looked at Alia, and then at the coconut in her hand: "That—sister?"

"Ok?"

"If you can't catch fish, you can buy it. There's no need to pump water directly, really." Jing Ershao shrank his neck: "I'm not interested in the group's power or anything..."

"..."