Please make money.

The latter accepted it humbly at first, but later he probably realized that the other party was not just talking but really wanted to touch him, so his face turned red and the two sides started to argue with each other.

Alia looked at it and shook her head: "Weak, too weak..."

Prime Minister Lei has good intentions, but his actions are too immature.

This young executive still doesn't understand that original intention is not worth much. No one wants to talk to you about knives. They just want to talk about knives. If you are stabbed in the heart by a knife, then you should find the person who handed you the knife! Why are you looking for me?

"Ms. Ai!" The secretary came running over, her face full of anxiety. "What's going on?"

"Hey, you're here." Alia handed over the popcorn in her hand: "Have you had lunch?"

"……not yet."

"Then remember to eat something later. I strongly recommend the lion's head today, but I don't know if it will be made later."

The secretary lady was so anxious that she kept jumping up and down: "Miss Ai! Is it time for dinner now?!"

"If it's not time for lunch, then what time is it?" Alia glanced at her watch in confusion: "It's not even time for work in the afternoon yet."

"No - Mr. Lei is arguing! Don't you want to intervene?"

"What do I care about?" Alia spread her hands. "A boss from the financial insurance department and a supervisor from the logistics department, and I, an intern, am trying to mediate a fight?"

Haven’t you seen that all the senior executives around him are afraid to offend him? Even though Mr. Lei is not very capable now, his status is still there.

He is one of the four giants of the group. Are you trying to stop the fight or just give him a slap in the face? Can't you see that he is furious?

As for safety, there is no need to worry about it. It is just a small matter and it will not evolve into a physical business war.

"So what is going on?" The secretary girl was impatient and panicked.

Or a normal person would worry that a fight might have broken out when seeing the mess, but in fact, it was just Lei Fan himself who caused it.

The tables in the cafeteria have tempered glass tops, which have the advantage of bright colors and diverse styles, but the disadvantage is that once a stool is placed on them, the glass will fly all over the floor.

If a stainless steel table top was replaced here, the scene would probably look much neater, but this goes against the original intention of a lady who wishes to remain anonymous.

You should know that these tables were all designed by the children of the Hope Primary School she donated to, and then customized by a special manufacturer. The bright colors of the entire cafeteria were designed by a special first-class architect, who made sure to present the theme of "a relaxing rest environment after work".

So Prime Minister Lei will have to feel sorry for the table he smashed later...

"But does Mr. Lei have any connection with the cafeteria? How did he break down the defense so quickly?"

"That... I really don't know..." The lady from the secretarial department shook her head: "But Mr. Lei always likes to eat in the cafeteria. He rarely participates in team building and other banquets. Only the cafeteria dinner is easy to invite him."

"Oh, maybe you like the taste here." Alia threw a popcorn into her mouth: "Mr. Lei is going to lose."

"what?"

"See? That guy named Zheng Chuanzhi doesn't even bother to give Mr. Lei any face."

Alia saw clearly that Prime Minister Lei had held back his ultimate move in a hurry, and his rage value was maxed out but his damage was barely noticeable.

What orders for rectification, what shareholders' meeting, what thorough investigation of powers, are all meaningless. If people give you face, you are Mr. Lei, and if they don't give you face, you are just Suo Hai.

"But - why did he dare to do this?" The secretary lady couldn't understand: "Manager Zheng, isn't he afraid that Mr. Lei will do something to him?"

"As long as there's money to be made, he doesn't care, let alone touching his mother. He doesn't even care if his ancestors' ashes are dug out to cheer everyone up."

Alia had calculated how much money the cafeteria at the group headquarters had before: "Let me ask you, how many employees are there in the entire group headquarters?"

"Headquarters?" The secretary looked out the window subconsciously. The entire industrial park was used by the group. "It seems to be more than 30,000?"

"Then let's calculate it as a round number of 30,000. Let me ask you again, how many employee restaurants are there in total?"

"This - I haven't really counted it." The secretary lady was stunned for a moment: "More than ten, right?"

Although their secretariat is known as a super intelligence department, in addition to the closest assistants of each executive, other administrative secretaries and even life secretaries will rotate in the secretariat, not to mention that the summary and docking of administrative work of different departments also have to go through their hands, but the young lady usually only cares about work and President Lei, and has never really cared about these daily matters.

"There are 28 employee restaurants in total, serving eight major cuisines, plus Western food and local snacks, scattered throughout the office buildings in the park, covering a total of six floors."

"Ah? There are so many?!"

"Well, it is said that there are two high-rise view restaurants, which are only open to company executives. They are in Building C. I haven't visited them yet, but I have visited all the others."

Alia chewed popcorn and listed them all: "Different departments have different restaurants, but the chefs and cuisines are similar. The restaurant in our consumer electronics department is big enough for 600 people to eat together on this floor alone. The entire employee restaurant can accommodate nearly 10,000 people dining together every day."

As she spoke, she took out her phone and said, "Look, let me do the math for you. Excluding all the executives and those who bring their own food, let's assume that 10 people dine in every day. The official suggested retail price is yuan, and the actual price is - how much does a meat dish cost when you pay with your card?"

"The meat dishes are 35, and the vegetarian dishes are 15. I think the cafeteria is very expensive, but the food is delicious..."

"As expected, interns have no human rights. If we assume that he earns 20 yuan per dish, he can make yuan a day just by cheating his superiors and subordinates. And this is the minimum limit. Even if he splits the money with others and bribes people, he can definitely make million yuan a month from the cafeteria, right? Not to mention the subsidies."

Alia didn't believe that no senior executives knew about this. It was probably just that the executives who knew about it didn't care, and the executives who cared about it were not aware of it.

After all, their prices have not changed. The monthly employee meal allowance is a uniform 220 yuan for regular employees, which is actually enough to eat well in the cafeteria.

The working hours are 21.75 days a month, and 220 yuan actually means one meat dish from eight major cuisines after the daily subsidy.

If a lion's head really costs 10 yuan, based on the portion of three taels and three cents, one person may not be able to finish it, but this is completely enough.

The secretary looked at Manager Zheng, whose eyes were even bigger than Mr. Lei's, and understood it all - with millions of dollars in profits every month, he naturally had the courage to confront anyone, unless the other party was the real boss of the group, but it was obvious that Mr. Lei was not that.

"Speaking of which, this matter still needs a backer." Alia threw a popcorn into the little sister's mouth: "Who is behind Manager Zheng?"

"I really don't know about this." The secretary girl chewed subconsciously, but the food tasted like wax, and she stared blankly over there.

She came to her senses immediately. "But as for the logistics department, it is currently managed by Director Ai - Mr. Ai's mother, Mrs. Ai!"

"Why are there only four giants? It turns out the fifth one is here." Alia narrowed her eyes slightly: "No wonder..."

028-Who is the fool?

Alia’s grandmother’s surname is not Ai, but Zheng.

So does Manager Zheng have some connection with the other party?

But it is obvious that the other party has no connection with Alia herself, otherwise she would not turn a blind eye to the person in front of her.

Lei Fan was still attacking violently. After all, he occupied the moral high ground and was wielding a big stick to beat up Manager Zheng.

"Listen up, Mr. Zheng! If I don't kick all of you bad apples out, I'll take your last name from now on!!"

"Lei, stop going crazy here!"

Manager Zheng's big head and thick neck looked unexpectedly combative after his face turned red.

He spitted so much that his belt and tie were twisted in anger: "Do you think the group belongs to you? Huh? You're just an employee! Who the hell is looking down on who!"

You even kicked yourself out. Do you know who is behind you?

Do you know who owns the Ai Group? If you round it off, it's yours!

"I'm suing you - I'm giving you face today! I'm calling you Mr. Lei! You'd better just stay in your little piece of land!"

"The group has rules, written in black and white! Aren't you afraid of - let go! Let me go!"

Lei Fan was so excited that he wanted to rush up and punch him twice. Just talking about physical fitness, Prime Minister Lei, who is in his prime, can beat three Director Zhengs.

But his subordinates who had finally rushed over after hearing the news finally hugged him. These were old friends who were not afraid of bad luck. They were all senior executives of the financial insurance department, and they were half-brothers of Lei Fan.

"Brother! You're my brother! Don't get excited—don't do anything!"

"Boss Lei, if there is anything, let's go back and talk about it. Don't make a scene here. It will have a bad influence..."

"Manager Zheng, right? We'll remember you! If you have the guts, don't come to Building B! Otherwise, we'll pull your tie upside down!"

"Why are you causing such trouble? Come and hold Mr. Lei back!"

After a while of chaos, the conflict between Mr. Lei and Manager Zheng, which should not have started, came to an abrupt end.

Obviously, Lei Fan also understood that there was no way to convince a person who was seeking death here, and he knew who was behind the other party even better.

A feeling of powerlessness came over me. When Mr. and Mrs. Ai were still around, the group was like my home.

But how come everything changed when they left? Why is there nothing left?

He looked around, trying to find that psychological comfort, that girl who might be able to take up the burden again.

…Then I saw the other person carefully mixing new drinks using several bottles of beverages, just like a chemistry experiment.

The executives from the financial investment department surrounded Lei Fan in the middle and looked warily at the people from the logistics department who were gradually gathering around them.

To put it bluntly, the canteen may not be run by Fatty Zheng, but the entire canteen has to work under him, and everyone collects money and shares it together. Before meeting the real manager, who is the boss here may not be determined by position - Mr. Lei, which department are you from? Are you from the next department?

Before, when Lei Fan was "arrogant", they didn't dare to come over. Now that they see Lei Fan has become weak, they are ready to make a move.

Until a loud voice attracted everyone's attention -

"Hey! Look over here - Eggplant~"

Everyone turned their heads and saw a girl holding a cup standing on the dining table, holding a mobile phone in one hand, taking a family photo for everyone.

When everyone was confused, the girl put her phone to her ear and said, "Did you see that? I was there!"

A question mark popped up on Lei Fan's head, and the fat boy Zheng next to him suddenly changed his expression.

"Yes, yes, it's the employee cafeteria of this Gou Ba company. The executives get super cheap, while the ordinary employees get discriminated against by the price. Didn't they almost get into a fight? Didn't you see the photos I sent you? No, why don't you use wifi? You definitely can't make a call and look at photos at the same time if you use data...Okay, okay, take it for a while and tell me later. I'm telling you, if you don't let him return the money to me, I'll go complain to my grandma!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Fatty Zheng pointed at her and said sternly, "Get down! You deleted the photos!"

Although I don’t know what kind of rotten sweet potato or stinky bird egg her grandmother is, how can these ugly things be spread out?

"Fuck you!" Alia threw a cup of biochemical drink at his head. "Do you know how much I've spent on the cafeteria these past few days? Huh? Give me back the extra money! Wait, idiot! I'm going to sue you! Wait to be on the hot search and then be taken to the Price Bureau!"

"You——" Fatty Zheng's face was turning red and was about to turn black: "Pull her down! Pull her down!!"

The cafeteria staff around looked at each other, and some of the more nimble ones had already started to climb up the sofa next to them onto the table.

However, a quick ring interrupted everyone's actions, and everyone's eyes turned to the direction of Fatty Zheng again.

Manager Zheng took out his cell phone in annoyance, and seemed to be about to scold who was so blind as to run into his trap.

But after taking a closer look, his expression suddenly became flattering, like a chameleon visible to the naked eye.

“Hello? Assistant Liu…ah, yes, yes, it’s me, it’s me, Xiao Zheng…um, um, I—ah?!!”

He suddenly raised his voice several pitches, looked at the girl who was looking down at him with horror, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched several times.

"No, Assistant Liu... I - she - she didn't say anything - I know, I know! I will definitely solve it! Okay, okay..."

Manager Zheng, terrified, put away his phone, avoided looking at Alia with a timid look, and then glanced at Lei Fan belatedly.

My goodness, it turns out that this bastard is using himself as a stepping stone to show his loyalty in front of his new master!

No wonder he reacted so strongly, and acted like "the group is my home and I work hard for everyone". Isn't this just perfect...

He glared at Lei Fan hatefully, then looked at Alia who looked angry, and finally slapped himself with his hand.

This sudden change completely confused everyone. They didn't know what was wrong with him.

Are you trying to smear Mr. Lei in this way? He didn't really fight back even when you spit on his face before. You were quite restrained.

"It's all my fault!" Fat boy Zheng, a well-known canteen manager, said bitterly, "Boss Lei, I apologize to you. It's all my fault that I indulged my subordinates too much!"

Lei Fan's eyes twitched, and his anger surged again. He restrained his impulse with great difficulty, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "That means that this is not Manager Zheng's fault. You didn't know anything about it, right?"

"I knew about it, but I didn't expect them to go so far." Manager Zheng was full of regret. "I thought they had worked hard even if they didn't have any merit, so I turned a blind eye to their price increase. I thought they would only increase the price by one or two yuan, but I didn't expect it to be several dozen yuan. Oh, I really shouldn't have done that..."

"……snort!!"

029-What Urban Dragon King Wants for "Black Tiger Afu 13/16

Lei Fan knew that once the other party gave in, he wouldn't even have an excuse to attack.

With a cold snort of suppressed anger, the arrogant President Lei silently kept the matter in mind. It can only be said that this was the case before.

Alia jumped off the table: "Give me back!"

She wanted to stir up some emotions, but when she saw that everyone else was just there to watch the fun, she knew that now was not the right time.

Therefore, for now, I can only say the famous line "RNM give me my money back".

"Retreat, of course I will retreat - Miss Ai, why didn't you tell me?"

After Fatty Zheng fell out with Mr. Lei, he became very aggressive, but when facing Alia, he was as gentle as a house dog.

Obviously, his previous remarks were truly from the heart - you, Lei Fan, are just a high-level employee, and the group still belongs to our Ai family!

Alia hummed and didn't respond, but turned around and winked at Lei Fan.

The latter turned around and left without hesitation, followed by a group of well-dressed executives from the financial and insurance departments. The tapping sound of their leather shoes hitting the floor was very orderly. Just looking at the scene, Mr. Lei's aura must be over two meters tall.

Even Fatty Zheng couldn't help but sigh that the other party was indeed young and promising, and it was a real pity that they had a falling out today.