Please make money.

Please make money.

Author: Bao Mudrich who devoured the pharmacist

Summary:

"The innocent girl from the ivory tower began to take charge of the family business, laying off employees and executives? Chronic suicide!"

"The ridiculous rich girl is trying to open up a new territory, will the film and television copyrights be affected?"

"A despicable competitor claims that the business is not for profit but for making friends. Thousand-yuan phones are experiencing a big boom"

"Make products with heart, gain support with sincerity, rush to buy again, consumers line up overnight"

"Shut up and take my money! Aima fires the first shot in the chip counterattack!"

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"I just don't like you, and I won't make any money for you even if I go bankrupt!"

"Why is it so difficult for me to watch a show I like?"

"My cell phone was stolen! Where's my cheap and useful cell phone? Mr. Lei, please save it!"

"Such a high price will surely discourage consumers, so we need to prepare 100 million units."

《Hoarding cards to trick people? NV! FXKU! 》

Interview: When did you set the goal of becoming the richest man?

Alia: Maybe it was because I felt that even if I lost all my wealth, I didn’t want them to take advantage of me.

001-Still the familiar Alia universe

Alia was reborn.

...Why do you say again?

As long as you accept this setting, you will be invincible.

Ailia was standing at the door of the convenience store, holding a small pudding in her mouth and a plastic bag, looking up at the warm sun.

The temperature today is forty degrees - but my heart is ice cold.

What was in the plastic bag was not ice cream, but her living expenses for this month. What she held in her mouth was not coolness, but the last warmth of her life.

The girl she possessed was attacked by an ice cream assassin after mistakenly entering a convenience store. She had originally only wanted to splurge and buy eight or ten ice creams to get through this difficult summer, but she did not expect that these ten or eight ice creams would directly use up all her living expenses. The only thing that warmed her heart was this fifty-cent pudding.

The more the girl thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she became, the more anxious she became. The more anxious she became, the more uncomfortable she felt. She couldn't even take her last breath and died.

Arya came then, in such a hurry that she didn't even realize there was still a cigarette in her mouth, and now she was questioning her life.

"...Gan!"

She figured out the whole story, turned back to the store, and faced the convenience store owner who was smiling but not smiling, and raised the ice cream in her hand: "Return it!"

"I'm sorry, but we will not return or exchange the goods unless there is a quality issue. Please think carefully before you leave the store."

"I have no money. I have to eat dirt this month." Alia looked at him with a righteous look on her face. "If you can provide me with food, then I will buy it. If you can't, then I will go back and finish these ice creams, and then I will hold the bowl and beg for food at the door of your store - boss, you decide."

The boss was shocked and stared at the girl in front of him with wide eyes.

Is this a girl? Is this a young and lovely 18-year-old girl who has the nerve to say such things?

Shouldn't she have blushed, ears burning, stammering but unable to let go of her dignity, and could only swallow tears in her eyes? When I allowed the ice cream assassin to kill these customers, I thought that some people would recognize the trap of consumerism, but I never thought that there would be such a bachelor.

He took a deep breath and said, "Little girl, why do you have to do this? You are so shameless."

"If you don't retreat, I'll roll over, right?" Alia slurped a mouthful of pudding and said, "Since I'm going to starve to death this month, what's the point of my dignity? Can it be eaten?"

The boss gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, retreat—put it back."

After all, the boss is just an employee who earns hard-earned money by paying rent to the landlord, and he has not yet evolved into the cold-blooded and ruthless capitalist.

Ailia counted the 638 yuan in cash she received back, and calculated what she could eat this month. Before leaving, she did not forget to say hello to her boss and told him to remember to tag her if there were any expiring products, as she was not picky about food.

"Usually we return the money directly when it's due..."

"That's fine. Tell me the merchant you returned it to, and I'll buy it from him."

"Well - I'll just tell you directly when the time comes."

The boss touched his bald head, and for a moment, he felt like a hero admiring another hero: "Little girl, how old are you this year?"

"18, sophomore." Alia glanced at the boss: "What do you want to do?"

"Are you interested in working and studying?"

"No." Alia put the money in her pocket. "I'm here on vacation."

Vacation? An undefined vacation? A vacation that costs 638 yuan to live for a month?

The boss looked at the girl's back as she left the convenience store, feeling a little sad. This girl was as thick-skinned as a young hero, but unfortunately her brain was not very good.

Where is the poetry and the distant future in life? There is only the present and the suffering of tomorrow.

When she is in dire straits, she will find out that she, her mentor, once appreciated him so much—huh?!

A Maybach stopped in front of the convenience store. The driver in black clothes and white gloves ran down and carefully opened the rear door. He raised his hand to protect the top of the door to prevent the girl from hitting her head when getting in the car: "Miss, please get in."

"?!!!"

Watching the car slide away, the boss crushed the plastic bag in his hand and said, "You bastard! You cheated on my feelings!"

How could I entrust a person like this with a bottle of expiring happy water that costs one dollar? !

After carefully marking the WeChat account as "a rich girl with a hole in her brain", the shop owner looked around at the returned ice cream.

Is this thing so ferocious that even the daughter of a rich family riding in a Maybach feels pain in her heart?

Or, why don't you let these guys do the sales on your behalf, and just make some cheap and affordable puddings like snow lotus?

The boss didn't know how much his choice today would change him...

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"Who are you?"

Alia sucked the little pudding and looked at the man sitting next to her.

This person can't be said to have sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes and a nose like a hanging gallbladder, but he can basically be said to be of the same type as Chow Yun-fat - very similar to his former father.

So the background setting of this thing doesn't change?

But fortunately it wasn't the case. The man sighed: "Xiao Ya, are you still angry with your uncle?"

"Stop, I don't have an uncle like you!"

Ailia raised her hands and said, "I swear to God, from today on, I will be like a small pudding that I swallow into my stomach. Only then will I know that my fate is in my own hands."

In the summer of 18, I have become an adult. The road ahead is so broad. You have your Maybach and I have my shared bike. Why bother?

But it is obvious that it is not the place for a junior to comment on matters of ethics.

The man's eyes flashed with three parts of sadness, four parts of pain, two parts of pity, and ninety-one parts of kindness and tenderness.

Finally, the fan-shaped monster closed his eyes: "After so many years, you are 18 years old today..."

"I was wondering why I suddenly thought of buying so many ice creams today. It turns out it's my birthday!"

Aaliya scratched her head and suddenly realized what was going on. She asked why a pauper like herself could be so extravagant.

"Uncle knows that I am sorry for you, my eldest brother and my sister-in-law, but we must always look forward. You can come to the group for internship. I will pass these things on to you in the future. Uncle will retire in a few years."

"Look forward or look at the money?" Alia said sarcastically: "Mr. Ai, you have to understand two things."

"……What's up?"

"First, my parents just disappeared, and they left me a house and enough savings for me to live on, so how I live is none of your business."

"..."

"Secondly, if I can enjoy my life, why should I take over the mess of my family's business? I don't care about the Ai Group."

"Xiao Ya——"

"Please call me Miss Ai!"

"...Alas, you still don't want to forgive your uncle?"

“What about your mother—” Alia snorted: “Driver, stop the car!”

The capable driver looked up at the rearview mirror, observing what his boss meant.

The man in the fan-shaped diagram pursed his lips with a complicated expression, but he did not mean to stop the car.

Alia would not indulge him. She raised her hand to hold the car door: "If you don't stop the car, I will push the door and jump out!"

“… Stop.”

"I'm giving you face." Alia muttered as she got out of the car, pointing at the man in the car: "Don't disturb my daily life next time. It's your business if you have a few stinky money. If you mess with me again, I will donate all of it to you - get out!"

After saying that, he slammed the car door, turned around and left.

The uncle looked at his niece's receding back, his eyes turning cold: "Who has she been in contact with recently?"

"The young lady has been very normal recently and hasn't come into contact with any strange people."

"If I wasn't sure that she was still my niece, I would have suspected that she had been replaced by someone else. My former niece would never dare to talk to me like that."

"..." The driver lowered his head and didn't dare to respond. This was not something he could respond to.

"Check, find out who has been around her recently." The man leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

"Yes." The capable driver nodded slightly: "Mr. Ai, where are we going now?"

"Let's go to the group headquarters. Today is the day of the board meeting." The man tapped the armrest of the chair next to him. "They don't intend to take me, their niece, back according to my eldest brother's will, but they still have the courage to use this topic to attack me, and they are very bold."

He now hoped that someone had instigated his soft-hearted niece to confront him so forcefully today.

If not, then there would be a big problem - is my niece, who has been patient for so many years, finally going to show her edge?

But no matter how much she jumped, she still couldn't escape from his grasp...

He opened his eyes, and the cold light in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Brother and sister-in-law, even after all these years, do you still want to teach me a lesson?

It's a pity that I'm no longer the little follower that used to follow you guys...

002-Every family has its own problems

Alia returned to her little home, took off her shoes, threw herself into the sofa, and sighed comfortably.

The weather outside is like a sauna. If I had known this, I should have bought a Maybach for free and went home directly.

Although slamming the door looked cool, walking two stops under the scorching sun looked really awkward...

What’s more important is that I used up all my account balance by scanning the QR code, but the boss only refunded me in cash, leaving me without even a shared bike to ride.

Oh, you can’t ride them either. At this time of year, it’s hard to say whether the shared bikes are cycling tools or barbecue torture devices. If you sit on one, won’t you bounce two meters high?

She smacked her lips, ran to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of boiled water, then went into the room and began rummaging through the drawers looking for the diary.

Although no serious person would write a diary, a diary that is not shown to others is still serious.

I finally found the diary that I had some impression of, but it was already covered with a thin layer of dust.

It was obvious that this thing had not been touched for a long time. It seemed that the original owner had not kept a diary since graduating from high school.

The small diary had a lock on it. Alia looked for it but couldn't find it. Finally, she ran to the kitchen and found a pair of chopsticks to poke open the small lock, which was better than nothing.

When I bought this thing, why did I believe that this little lock that couldn't even keep rats out was useful?

I opened the diary, and the memories of the dead came flooding in like a tide, and began to attack me——

"On October 10, my parents are going on a business trip again, but they said they would bring me a huge Barbie doll and chocolates. I forgive them."

"On October 10, the weather was fine, and my parents disappeared."

"On October 10, the weather was cloudy and the missing flight was on the news. I don't know what will happen. I hope mom and dad are okay."