Please make money.

Mr. Jing quickly covered his mouth, then seemed to feel embarrassed. He put down his hands, turned his back, coughed lightly, and pretended to look around at the scenery.

"Humph, one, two, they are so happy to be crammed with people..."

Alia put her hands on her hips, as if she had discovered a blind spot, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She raised her hand and pressed down on her second brother's head, her slender fingers like a ruthless vice: "Come on, accompany your sister to dinner, do you have a work card?"

Young Master Jing shrank his neck: "...Yes."

"That's perfect. Go help me queue up for food. I'll talk to you after dinner..."

"I do not--"

"Hmm?"

"……it is good."

"Hmm (↓……)"

040-The sense of oppression from Prime Minister Lei

Before eating, Alia used a very clumsy way of chatting up someone to discuss Zheng Shao's identity with the guy from the HR department.

Specifically, Alia leaned over and patted the HR guy on the shoulder: "Hey, Brother Wang! Long time no see!"

As everyone knows, a beautiful girl will not make the wrong choice of person, so when the HR guy who watched Zheng Shao leave the corridor turned around, he thought it was just a beautiful misunderstanding.

"I'm sorry, you got the wrong person. My last name is not Wang."

"Really? It seems like you are definitely not Brother Wang... That's weird, I clearly heard Brother Wang's voice just now - could it be him?"

Alia pointed at the back of Zheng Shao who had just turned the corner, and the HR guy shook his head again: "His last name is Zheng, not Wang."

"I see... So who is that person? He looks so arrogant, and it seems like he got in through connections. Where does he come from?"

"Why do you think he got in through connections?"

"There haven't been any job applications for the after-sales department recently. Is there any problem?"

"No, it's no problem. You're new here, right?"

"how do you know?"

"Generally speaking, old employees don't care about this." The guy from the HR department smiled and said, "Those are people from other departments who come here for training."

Exercise (×)

Gold-plated (√)

"...Is there such a thing?" Alia was shocked: "Can you just stuff people in there casually?"

But when she thought that she had gotten in through connections in some sense, she felt that it seemed normal.

"It's just a transfer within the system. No one below takes this kind of thing seriously, so naturally no one above cares. Everyone does it this way."

In addition, the HR guy seemed to think that newcomers like Alia were ignorant, and was afraid that she would offend Zheng Shao, who was here to get a promotion, so he reminded her implicitly: "In fact, they are here just to put their names on the list and punch in to get their salary. You can completely pretend that they don't exist. After all, they don't have any real power positions, so just ignore them."

Alia suddenly realized that this was the serious job that everyone envied, where you could "punch in, drink tea, slack off, and then go home."

She said that since everyone is a social animal, there are always some people who are happy and enjoy going to work every day as much as exercising self-discipline. It seems that they just get paid without doing any work.

If it were me, I would also be grateful and sign in on time every day - wouldn't that mean I would be honored by my boss?

But when Alia thought that these people were digging into her corner and fleecing her, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"Seeing them taking money for nothing is more painful than me losing money—"

"what?"

"Nothing, what's your name, little brother?"

"My name is Yan Song, what about you, little sister?"

"My name is Alia."

……

……

"So just like that, Arya completed her epic meeting with Lord Yan, and the wheel of history rolled forward..."

"...Miss, Lord Yan is not a famous minister who has received positive comments in history."

Lei Fan implicitly reminded Alia not to turn herself into Jiajing, because that was a tyrant emperor.

"It's okay. You're here, and that guy might just be a passerby, right?"

Alia picked at the West Lake Vinegar Fish in front of her, then put the serving chopsticks aside: "Come, try it. I waited in line for a long time to buy it today. It's still hot."

Lei Fan ate in silence, accepting all food offered, and lowered his head to dig - for him who had no family, Alia's behavior was really heartbreaking.

To put it bluntly, if Ai Ruhu had not mentioned the issue of money back then, and had given him seven dumplings, eating seven while they were hot and then seven more, he might have voted.

After all, Ai Rulong was gone at that time, and it was not Ai Ruhu's fault, so Lei Fan was also very confused!

It's a pity that Ai Ruhu doesn't know how to win people's hearts. He just keeps talking about interests and how we'll split the profits 80-20. Of course, Lei Fan declined the offer.

What can move this young executive of one of the four cold-faced giants is often not something he can easily get, but true feelings.

To him, Alia is more than just the feelings he has for his former wife. The mere fact that she invites him to have lunch with her every day is enough to move him. Only family and best friends would do such a thing.

Maybe Arya didn't think so much, but it was precisely because she didn't think so much that this kindness seemed so precious.

"How is it?" Alia placed her portion, picked up her chopsticks and tasted it, smacking her lips. "Not bad, it tastes like crab."

Lei Fan was stunned for a moment, then looked up in surprise: "Crab smell? Did you put crab in it? I'm allergic to crabs——"

"No, it's the crab flavor, not the crab itself. Dishes like West Lake Vinegar Fish are famous 'fake dishes', which means that it is made of fish, but it is not fish. It is a fake fish with a different flavor."

Ailia pointed at the cuts on the fish and said, "You eat the white meat of the fish. A truly qualified West Lake vinegar fish should have a crab flavor. Don't eat the red meat next to the fish skin. It smells fishy. Many people think West Lake vinegar fish has a strong fishy smell because they get the fish skin and red meat when they take the first bite."

"Is that so..." Lei Fan picked up the fish and put it into his mouth, but was stopped by Alia again.

"Where's the vinegar?"

"……Oh."

"This vinegar is very good, it's authentic Zhenjiang vinegar. West Lake vinegar fish must be served with this vinegar sauce."

Alia was quite satisfied with the dish she had waited so hard for. She put her chopsticks together and said, "People in the origin of West Lake vinegar fish love to eat crabs, but that stuff is in season and we can't have it normally. We want to eat it so badly that we came up with this fake dish. Silver knife cypress is my favorite for its sour taste, but river carp and river spinach are not as good. This canteen is really good. We can eat all kinds of cuisines without leaving home. The chefs of Hangzhou cuisine are also authentic."

Lei Fan savored the so-called crab flavor and finally shook his head: "This way of eating is too extravagant. Only eating this little fish meat?"

"That's right. Otherwise, it's impossible to eat it. After all, river carp has a strong earthy smell. Now no one eats vinegar carp anymore. They eat vinegar silver carp instead..."

As she spoke, Alia put aside the half of fish skin she had pulled out earlier and said, "Hey, we can't waste food!"

The second young master Jing, who was like a transparent person next to him, blinked, his throat gurgled, and his face looked embarrassed.

"I wanted to ask this before." Lei Fan looked at the young man next to him: "Why is he here?"

"You know him?"

"I know him. He's the chairman's eldest son. He spent 10 million studying abroad for five years, but ended up buying a worthless idiot. He's Ai Lijing, the second young master of Ai."

"Wow, are you so ruthless?" Alia grinned. "What degree did he buy?"

“Johns Hopkins University, Master of Finance.”

"Doesn't that sound amazing?"

"It's only one year, and the tuition is 500,000 yuan a year, not counting donations or other expenses. Don't you agree, Second Young Master?"

“You——” Young Master Jing blushed: “Are you awesome?! You know who I am and yet you’re so arrogant——Who are you!”

"Me?" Lei Fan thought for a moment and put down his chopsticks. "My last name is Lei, Lei Fan. I once studied for an MFE at Berkeley University, but later dropped out because it was a waste of time. Thanks to my husband and wife for not looking down on me, I was fortunately promoted to my current senior management level. I am currently in charge of the group's financial insurance department, which has five sub-departments, namely securities, credit cards, life insurance, venture capital, and investment trust management. Half of the group's 200 billion valuation is in my department."

Lei Fan smiled as he spoke, but that smile was completely different from the warmth he showed when he was facing Aaliyah; it was chillingly cold.

"Even in front of your dad, I'm still this arrogant. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask him."

"..."

As he said this, he glanced at Alia's back. The latter was hurriedly running to get her Gastrodia elata chicken soup because her number was called.

Lei Fan then stood up slightly and leaned over, lowering his voice: "Second Young Master, listen to my advice. You'd better remember one fact."

"W-what..."

"In front of the young lady, you can only be her younger brother, now and in the future. Don't expect too much... Take care of yourself."

"I--"

"Hahaha! The chicken soup is here—"

"..."

041-Stand Attack? Who is the Stand?

“…Can I go?”

Young Master Jing was holding a glass of lemonade, standing tremblingly in the corner of the rooftop, looking at the person who was squatting in front of him with his back to him but blocking the door.

Why are there such nooks and crannies on the rooftop of the group’s headquarters building?

Oh, no, it’s normal to have a rooftop - but why should I follow them here?

Alia and Lei Fan were squatting not far away. When they heard the words, they turned around and glanced at him.

Then go back to the topic...

No one paid any attention to him. Young Master Jing thought dejectedly and took a sip of lemonade. He felt his heart and mouth were as sour as before.

Hmm, a little bitter... This is probably the taste of lemon peel...

"My current position is not suitable for me to directly interfere in the affairs of the consumer electronics department."

Lei Fan picked up a stone and outlined the group's current four-party structure on the ground.

"The consumer electronics department is an industry, but the real industrial foundation of the group is the machinery and chemical industry department, which is the territory of the Third Master."

To be fair, others calling Ai Rulin "Third Master" was a joke or insincere, but Lei Fan was serious. He always felt that Ai Rulin was a man who got things done.

It's just that the latter doesn't value the group, and even has an overly obvious "this is my stepping stone" attitude, which makes Lei Fan dissatisfied, so the two sides have always been in opposition. After all, Lei Fan is a firm believer in group supremacy, while Ai Rulin is an insignificant resource priority faction, and there has been a basic contradiction from the beginning.

“Does your financial and insurance department have a big say?”

"It's big, but no matter how big it is, within the group's rules, it can't affect other departments. We are more like stewards and money bags."

"Too……"

Alia smacked her lips and looked at the four almost completely vertical large sections, feeling a little confused.

The cause of the incident was actually very simple. Alia felt that the recall work was almost done and was ready to expose her own family scandal.

These days, competitors will find fault with anything even if there is nothing wrong. If there is really a problem, competitors will naturally make a scene with drums and firecrackers.

Ailia had no intention of trying to clean up the mess. Instead, she planned to bring out the product quality defects and explain them clearly, and even smashed the washing machine in front of the entrance of the group headquarters.

But this involves the issue of decision-making power - she is just a customer service representative and does not have that qualification.

Of course, it is still feasible to smash it in the name of consumers. No matter how unhappy the group is with her, it is impossible for them to really beat up their own eldest daughter.

But then again, even if Al Appliances wanted to become a gang-fighting nation, it wouldn't necessarily be able to defeat a powerless girl like her...

But that would be pure provocation, which was not in line with Alia's wish to keep quiet.

What she wants to do is to increase the valuation of the group, but not at the expense of the interests of consumers and ordinary employees of the group.

In other words, she will go after whoever has money, and at other times she will continue to sing and dance and give out benefits.

She even asked Lei Fan to find someone to calculate how much money the logistics department had made over the years, and then give a year-end feedback and return the money.

Lei Fan even told her sincerely that if she really wanted to do this, the grassroots employees could even promote her directly to the position of chairman.

And Alia asked her in return, if she was not in the position of chairman, did she have the power to do so?

So this is another false proposition of which came first, the chicken or the egg. She thinks that one should take one step at a time and eat one bite at a time.

If we start a fight directly, it would be a big step. Ka! It would easily hurt normal employees. They don't care who is the boss, they only care about job stability.

"My father left me a good family business. If we do this, even if someone turns against us, they can only take away a quarter of the group."

Ailia sighed, looking at the mutually restrained structure, and could somewhat feel how ambitious her father was back then.