Please make money.

Does it sound good? What sounds good is a good start.

The girl casually broke off a decorative vase and hit the other person on the head with it.

What's the point? It's physics!

The young man wanted to resist, but not to mention that his frail body had been hollowed out by alcohol and sex at the age of 17, it would be useless even if he trained as hard as Tyson.

The girl was chasing after him, waving a copper vase, making clang clang sounds. No matter how the young man tried to punch and kick, every time he raised his head, he would see the vase rapidly enlarging in front of him.

"you--"

"clang--"

"Stop hitting me..."

"clang----"

“Don’t, don’t hit me!”

"clang------"

"I was wrong...I was wrong..."

"clang--------"

The chase started from the stairs and ended in the study. The young man's voice became weaker and weaker, and the scene in front of his eyes became darker and darker, with flying stars everywhere.

It was with great difficulty that I pushed open the door of my old father's room. Inside the heavy solid wooden door with good sound insulation, two old men were looking at the scene in a daze.

The girl looked at them and blinked innocently. Then she really let go after she heard the uncle say "let go".

The hollow copper vase bounced on the young man's buttocks, then jumped onto his head, making a "clang" sound with a long echo, and then rolled onto the carpet, turned twice and stopped moving.

"Xiao Jing? Ah Jing—my son!!"

"Master Jing? Master Jing!" Assistant Pang was horrified and raised his hand tremblingly, pointing: "He's dead!!"

"What the hell, there are only a few bumps on his head, no blood at all, is it that easy to kill someone?"

Alia rolled her eyes. Did this guy hope that his beloved relatives, brothers and sisters would die like this?

She grabbed the second young master Jing, who was lying on the ground with a look of being unable to breathe, and slapped him twice, cleanly and decisively, and most importantly, the sound was loud enough.

The uncle's liver trembled and he shivered violently. He subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face, remembering the brilliant slap in the face at the shareholders' meeting.

Not only was I unable to fight back, but I was also awakened by the slap in the middle of the night and then fainted from anger - most importantly, it really hurt!

The next day my face was swollen for a long time, and I didn't know why it wasn't swollen that day, so I had no reason to get angry.

Young Master Jing woke up slowly, his eyes dazed: "Where is this...? This strange ceiling..."

Turning his head, he saw his father's old face, and Jing Er Shao's tears rolled down his cheeks: "Dad, are you here to accompany me too?"

"..."

The uncle blinked, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth and said, "Wake up!"

Young Master Jing finally reacted and quickly got up and touched himself: "Eh? I'm alive? I'm not dead! Hahahaha I'm not dead!"

"You——" The uncle raised his hand and wanted to slap his crazy son, but he managed to hold back with great difficulty: "You dead ass!"

"But I heard grandpa's voice just now." Young Master Jing was full of fear: "Grandpa was just over the bridge just now, waving to me to go back, and I almost crossed the bridge."

"Maybe you dream about something at night, which proves that you are a filial child."

A hand touched his head, the voice was very gentle, the hand was soft and warm.

The second young master Jing narrowed his eyes in a contented manner, just like the feeling of his mother when he was a child, which really made people...

The next moment, a horrible chill ran up his spine and then exploded on the top of his head, and Young Master Jing suddenly came to his senses.

Looking back, I saw the gentle voice, gentle hands, and gentle smile of my elder sister.

Oh hell! This is absolute hell!

I'm already dead, right? How horrible! I'm still being tortured even after I'm dead!

The Second Young Master Jing prostrated himself before the terrifying girl: "Big sister, please forgive me! I was possessed by a ghost before! Please don't hit me anymore... wuwu..."

It hurts, it hurts so much, how can someone kill someone so steadily, accurately and ruthlessly.

The feeling of fear of watching the copper vase enlarged in front of me again and again.

The feeling of seeing my own distorted face reflected on the gradually enlarging surface of the copper vase again and again...

Of course, Alia couldn't accept it. She howled and rushed over to support her good brother: "I'm your sister! What's wrong with you? Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

After a busy and chaotic period, the late driver Xiao Chen touched his face and pretended to look at the scenery on the ceiling.

On the left are the police and community security guards who arrived in time, and on the right is a family sitting neatly in a row receiving education.

Xiao Chen felt that he shouldn't be here. He should be in the car, or under the car if necessary.

But I really did receive a message from the eldest lady, saying that a thief broke into the house and asked me to go and call for help...

He glanced at Alia, who seemed to notice his gaze and smiled sweetly.

...A devil, a complete devil, who killed someone by borrowing a knife, alienated himself and his boss, and even made his boss look bad.

There was probably only one reason, and that was that I didn't buy her strawberry-flavored crepes - how horribly petty I was!

I was so stupid. I really shouldn't have told her my cell phone number. If I hadn't told her, I wouldn't have been used as a tool.

"Although this was a misunderstanding, the vigilance is commendable. I have said everything that needs to be said. I hope nothing happens."

The policeman put away his notebook. This case was really strange - his own child stole money and was mistaken for a thief by his relatives, and they actually fought.

This is embarrassing twice...

Ai Ruhu's face turned pale, and he wished he could pull out the Seven Wolves right there and then, but he couldn't because there were outsiders present.

It was very difficult to send the people away. Even when sending them away, Ai Ruhu couldn't show his face to them. He had to give these security guards red envelopes to express his gratitude.

You always have to be in place with all the social etiquette and stuff. You can say it was a misunderstanding this time, but people came here diligently and acted quickly.

If you give people positive feedback, if something happens at home in the future, whether it is a misunderstanding or not, people will come to help you first.

If you give people the cold shoulder, then even if they delay or even just give a perfunctory response next time, they can still say it was a misunderstanding that you were playing "crying wolf"...

The red envelope doesn't have to be particularly large, the main thing is to show your thoughtfulness. If you really don't want to give anything, just giving each person a pack of cigarettes will be fine. Ai Ruhu did a good job in this regard.

Ailia lay on the railing on the second floor and yawned, watching her uncle coming and going, feeling that her father had made the right decision to use him.

When Ai Rulong brought his eldest brother along, he often let his eldest brother, who liked to socialize and show off, to build relationships with others, drink wine and tea, and talk about all sorts of things.

This kind of person is suitable for fake smiles in the public relations department, but is not suitable to be the helmsman of a powerful management group. He is no better than my third uncle Ai Rulin.

She smiled and turned to look at her second brother who was silent, Xiao Chen who had a subtle expression, and the master who seemed to have inexplicable hostility.

"What's your name, sir?"

"I don't dare ask the young lady to call me sir. I am just the chairman's assistant. My last name is Pang, and my name is Pang Yuan."

"Oh - so you are Mr. Pang!" Alia clapped her hands: "I have heard a lot about you!"

As he stretched out his hand to shake hands, facing the other party's enthusiastic look, Assistant Pang raised his chin slightly: "It seems that the young lady still knows me. I wonder who mentioned my name to the young lady?"

No matter who he is, he is a serious threat - the other party actually saw my ability in advance and was on guard against me, so I must not ignore it!

"Uh, just a simple compliment." Alia smiled awkwardly and scratched her head: "Don't we usually say we've heard a lot about you at times like this? What else should we say?"

"...?"

021-The fox borrows the power of the tiger to bully others as "Black Tiger Ah Fu 7/16

When Ai Ruhu returned to the study, his expression was not very good.

But when he saw that Assistant Pang looked better than him, he looked better: "What's wrong?"

"Humph--"

Assistant Pang turned around, panting, and his greasy middle-aged body was shaking with anger.

Ai Ruhu asked two questions but got no answer, so he could only leave it alone for the time being and look at Alia.

Alia sat upright with a serious attitude, preparing a plan on how to fool her uncle later.

Again, if she is shameless and accepts her own weakness, she will be invincible.

But she never expected that her uncle didn't get mad at her. Instead, he said earnestly, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Aya, don't be angry."

"...?"

Two little people appeared in Alia's heart. The one on the left looked like a white angel, holding an olive branch: "Uncle is actually a reasonable person!"

The black horn on the right, bat wings, succubus tail, wearing a leather jumpsuit and holding a trident: "Uncle must be brewing a new conspiracy!"

Angel Ya: "Uncle still has a conscience!"

Devil Ya: "Uncle is smiling but not really smiling!"

Angel Ya: "We promised to give Uncle a grand funeral, don't go back on your word!"

Devil Ya: "If you want to go back on your word, go back on your word. Even your ashes will be scattered everywhere!"

...So you're going to die anyway?

Ailia dispelled the two little cuties' inappropriate thoughts, this is my uncle - I have to pay more!

"Xiao Jing is ignorant. I have been busy with the management of the group these years and neglected to discipline him. Sigh...Family disgrace should not be made public. Xiaoya, you won't tell anyone about what happened today, right?"

Oh, so this is where the action is.

Alia suddenly realized that it was not her who was embarrassed, but Ai Ruhu's eldest son.

Ai Rulong is such a heroic figure. Although Alia is not outstanding, at least she has not made any mistakes so far and has a good record of personal conduct.

Ai Ruhu is far inferior to his second brother and has never been able to establish any prestige. Now his son has brought disgrace upon himself. How will he live his life after everyone knows about this?

Or to put it more bluntly, how can he inherit the family business and compete with Alia in the future?

The old lady can be shameless, he can be shameless too, but with so many people in the group, they all have their own standards in their hearts, otherwise why are there more and more people supporting Third Uncle Ai Rulin over the years?

Alia immediately slapped her chest and swore, "I will never tell anyone about this. If I tell anyone outside our family, my whole family will be wiped out!"

The uncle's cheek twitched. Even though he didn't believe in oaths, he felt that Arya's oath was too harsh.

The whole family is dead or something... Wait, who are the other members of your family now?

The uncle felt a chill on his back, and then quickly waved his hand: "Pooh, pooh, pooh, children should not say anything, children should not say anything, it's not that serious..."

He quickly changed the subject: "What did you say before? Is it related to the home appliance department?"

"Oh, that's it." Seeing that her trick failed, Alia was not annoyed. She just took out a report according to the original plan.

"A new washing machine has quality issues. I asked someone to evaluate it and the best solution is to recall it."

"Washing machine?" The uncle went back to the desk, put on his reading glasses, squinted his eyes and flipped through the report: "This was...made by the group?"

"what?"

"Which department did this report?"

"I don't know." Alia scratched her face: "Third Uncle - kukuku - maybe it's the after-sales department."

She pretended to cough a few times as if she had let something slip, trying to cover it up.

In fact, this is indeed the report given by Uncle San, but to be more precise, it should be said that it came from the mechanical and chemical engineering department.

It is true that the four major departments operate independently, but it is also reasonable for the head of the finance and insurance department to go to the quality inspection laboratory of the machinery and chemical industry department to inspect the products of the consumer electronics department, right?

After all, when it comes to disassembling machines, aren't you guys who are into mechanics professionals?

Although the laboratory repeatedly stated that those who study computer science do not have to know how to install computers, and those who study civil engineering do not have to know how to dig trenches with a shovel, a report was still given.

There is a problem with the engine parts of this washing machine, which may cause the parts to burn or even smoke after turning on the machine.

It's not scary if it's burnt and can't be used anymore, but it's a bit scary if your plugged-in thing starts to smoke...

Uncle put down the report, his eyes full of thought - a washing machine? What is that? It's not important.

The important thing is that the third brother finally took action. Did he want to use Alia as a springboard to intervene in the consumer electronics department?

"If we don't recall the products, that's fine." He wanted to make a big deal out of a small matter: "Just stop selling them. For those that have been sold, if there are problems, someone will apply for after-sales service. If there are no problems, just pretend nothing happened."

"But if we stop selling, don't we also have to shut down the production line, recycle the logistics, and then launch new models?"