please make money

Aliya howled for a while, but when she saw that no one was answering, she looked up, and the old lady gritted her teeth and closed her eyes tightly, which really made her gasp in anger.

Come on, there is no rush now.

Aliya skillfully put the old lady on the ground, and after a while of first aid measures, she called the ambulance again under everyone's "wolf is coming" eyes.

Only then did the uncle belatedly realize that his biggest backer had fallen, and he opened his mouth with a dry howl of 'Mom—', and rushed forward.

Aliya stood up, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, elegantly took a sip of the iced Americano that cost four yuan a glass, and glanced at the people with different expressions.

A young man sitting on the side stood up: "Since the old lady needs treatment, I don't think this meeting will continue today. What do you think?"

Everyone felt that it was a blessing that the old lady could make it through today, and they stood up one after another, wanting to decide on the listing or other equity structure issues, or wait a few days, the only thing that can be sure now is not whether this girl has Skill, but this girl is a shameless person.

But shameless can hit!Everyone here has asked themselves, if they have such a face at the age of 18, then they are probably stronger than Ai Rulong.

Aliya watched as the medical staff carried away the old lady and the uncle, the third uncle followed, and all the other shareholders left in disarray.

Only then did she smile, and sat on the main seat looking at the empty long table and the scenery of the floor-to-ceiling windows outside the long table.

These guys, sitting here with a posture overlooking all living beings, how can they be different from ordinary people in their bones?Obviously not.

"Tuk-tuk--"

There was a knock on the door, and Aliya looked back at the door, and turned around with great interest: "Please come in—"

The young man from before came in with a thick stack of documents: "Miss Ai, I am the administrator of the trust fund left to you by Mr. Ai, which has been operating normally over the years—"

"Don't worry, what's your name?"

"...Lei Fan."

007-Chen and others are about to fight to the death

Lei Fan?

XX miracle?Mr. Lei and Jin Fan?

Aliya got up and walked around the other party, looking at this handsome young man with a gradually subtle expression.

But Lei Fan's expression was more subtle than hers - what is this guy doing?

No, everyone's combined age is less than 50 years old. Your expression like a rich woman and your eyes like looking at animals are so wrong!

Fortunately, besides being shameless, Aliya still needs some face, so she turned around and sat back again.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere."

"I visited Madam before, maybe at that time."

"Ma'am—my mother?"

"Yes." As soon as Lei Fan mentioned this, his tone was unconsciously low.

"I am a student sponsored by her. Without my wife, it would be difficult for me to complete my studies smoothly..."

He was an abandoned orphan who was later picked up by his grandfather and brought up with hard work.

Although he didn't know why a child in good health was abandoned, but he was already unwilling to delve into it.

Perhaps at that time, my parents had some unspeakable secrets—if they were not forced to, who would abandon their children?

He retains the most basic gratitude to his parents who gave birth to him, because when they had to abandon him, they put all the change under him, which means that the young couple at the beginning were not real. loathe their own children.

The grandfather who adopted him was a kind lame farmer who treated him very well, but limited by his ability, he couldn't afford his academic expenses at all.

Moreover, when he was in junior high school, the old man also passed away. In order to hold the funeral for the old man, Xiao Leifan borrowed a lot of money.

The people in the same village don't give much, piecemeal, some help, some pay, and some persuade him to leave the dilapidated mountain village and go to the big world outside.

In order to pay back the money, Xiao Leifan, who graduated from junior high school, decided to go out to work with people from the same village.

Although he has an extremely assiduous attitude towards being a poet, but time is also fate. It is reasonable to say that being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is reasonable even now, but how can the so-called poor literature be simply poor?Reading without being productive has been difficult since ancient times.

It was at that time that little Lei Fan, who came to the big city, met Alia's mother.

In Xiao Leifan's memory, it was a lady as gentle as the warm sun in winter, the image of the perfect mother in his dream.

Aliya looked at Lei Fan, who was a little depressed. The young man's emotions were very sincere, which actually made her curious.

She rummaged through the memories of the original body, and finally found some details about this person in the gaps of memory.

At that time, he had indeed met himself, but he was more than ten years old, how old was he.

He was thin and dark, as helpless as duckweed.

I am a little princess carved in pink and jade, loved by my parents, born with a golden spoon in my mouth, rich in clothes and fine food.

His thoughts began to roll like a slightly surging wave, and the perspective in his memory was slightly downward, which was the picture he saw when he was still very young.

It seemed that the mother's voice sounded in my ears again, what a gentle voice it was——

Holding her own woman with one hand, she took her eyes away from her looking up and looked at the opposite side.

"Do you envy her? ’ the woman asked the thin, dark boy.

The boy nodded without hesitation: "Envy." 』

"Let her change with you, please be our child." 』

"What about this sister? 』

"No more—she is so disobedient, running around, and throwing mother's things everywhere, she is a bad child. 』

"My sister can teach her to correct her mistakes, but I can't just let her go. 』

"But you can only have you if you don't want her, isn't that good?" 』

"No, I don't have parents, so I know it's not good to have no parents. 』

"Good boy...why didn't you take the money from the purse you picked up?" 』

"It's not mine, I can't take it, my grandpa said, good people are rewarded." 』

"Then I'll give you half of it." The lady squatted down and took out the money inside: "This is a reward for your honesty, please accept it." 』

"Auntie, I don't want money. ’ The young man looked at the woman expectantly: ‘Can you introduce me to a job? 』

"Why don't you want money and want to work?" 』

"Because I have to pay back the money, I have food to eat after work, and I can pay back slowly. 』

"You owe a lot of money? 』

"A lot. My grandfather passed away. People in the village lent me money for my funeral. I spent all of it. I have to pay it back." 』

"How could they do this—you're just a kid! 』

"I'm not a child anymore, I can work part-time, I have strength. 』

"No, I mean, how do they lend money to a kid like you?" 』

"Because they are good people, even if they know I am young, they are willing to lend me money. 』

"...Good boy, you are a good boy..."

The memory freezes slowly, and the final picture stays on the movement of my mother touching my head with emotion.

It turned out that it was because of this that my mother subsidized this young man who picked up her wallet?

"Miss...Miss?"

"Ah—" Aliya recovered from her thoughts: "What?"

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay." Aliya thought for a while, and asked curiously, "Did you pay back the money you owed the villagers?"

"People from the village—Miss, how do you know?" Lei Fan looked at the girl in surprise.

He rarely told anyone about this matter, even his classmates and colleagues in the company hardly knew about it.

"My mother told me, and just remembered, she also told me that you are a good boy."

"Madam...madam, she still remembers..."

Lei Fan's nose was sour, his eyes were red, and he was about to shed tears.

He tried so hard to clean up his emotions, and wiped away the embarrassment that he almost cried: "Repay it, pay it all back."

But the kindness hasn't been repaid yet, it has to be repaid for a lifetime.

Later, a group of children, including him, received funding from Alia's mother to go back to further studies.

Aliya's mother also donated the Hope Primary School to the village. Since then, more and more children have come out of the mountains.

When he was in college, he even got an interest-free student loan from the state, and his friends also generously donated money to help him when he was studying.

He never felt that it was evasive or perfunctory that his friends in college could only lend him hundreds or thousands of dollars. In fact, he was only grateful.

He feels that those who can respond and help him when he is most difficult, no matter how much help they give, are worth remembering in his heart.

Among these people, Aliya's mother is the most dazzling light, giving him the opportunity to choose, giving him help, giving him a job, and giving him a step up.

When he knew that the plane that Aliya's parents were on was missing, he was so horrified and sad that he almost fainted, and was ridiculed by some cold-eyed colleagues for being too good at acting.

But how do they know how they feel?When he saw his wife, it was like facing his own biological mother. Who would want his mother to have an accident?

But it doesn't matter, although the madam has an accident, the eldest lady is still there, and she is simply a copy of the madam—the eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same!

Lei Fan took a deep breath, and his gaze became firm. Starting today, he has only one choice!

——That is to offer loyalty to the eldest lady! !

"Hey, what do you think I sold all the shares?"

"……what?"

008-Feng Shui Turns

What to sell?

What to sell?

Sell ​​me to the eldest lady to add to the fun, is she right in saying that?

Lei Fan only felt dry mouthed, but don't tell yourself that you heard it right—she wants to sell the shares?

What does selling the shares mean? It means that she doesn't want to fight anymore, and wants to directly sell the hard work of Mr. Ai and Mrs. Ai!

How did her 37-degree mouth say such cold and terrible words? Doesn't she have dreams, struggles, and ambitions?

Taking a deep breath, Lei Fan, who was thinking about redeeming his loyalty, forced out a kind smile.

"Sorry, miss, I didn't hear clearly just now, you said selling—"

"Shares."

"...Is it a subsidiary company's shares?"

"No, Ai Group."

"Is it an Ai Group with the same name?"

"That's what we have now."

"Is it a small share of shares? Missy needs cash?"

"All."

"……why?"

"Because I'm tired." Aliya said with a look of course: "What is the purpose of making money?"

"For - to realize the dream?" Lei Fan was a little uncertain.

He makes money just to make money, and to be honest, he really isn't very interested in money.

As one of the few real power factions in the Aishi Group at present, and even an executive who can directly participate in the board meeting, he can definitely be called a success.

29 years old, a full-size flat in the second ring road of the city center, an Audi A8L car, enough savings to retire directly.

The annual salary and performance bonus added up are enough for my grandfather to earn half his life. What is he dissatisfied with?

That's why he always wanted to repay Aliya's parents. Without them, he wouldn't be able to get to this point so easily.