Please make money.

That's her grandma...

……

……

"The old lady is in good spirits?"

Sitting on the plane, Alia looked through the documents sent from within the group.

The old lady was discharged from the hospital. She had not fully recovered yet, but she seemed to feel the direct threat from Alia.

So not only was she discharged from the hospital early, she even started a violent mode of seizing power, and when Alia was not around, she continued to output to Sister Jing.

After all, of the four major departments of the group, the mechanical and chemical department belongs to her third son, so it is not easy for her to move. The materials department is leaderless and each department is fighting each other, so she doesn't know who to move against.

The financial and insurance department - when had Prime Minister Lei ever given her a good face - did not dare to move.

In the end, only the weak and vulnerable Electronic Sales Department was left, which spent money like water and made no profit at all.

This was not Ai's Group's money, it was her money! Her hard work! Her pension!

Alia spent 20 billion and only left me 10 billion. Should I thank her? My money!

Sister Jing has been feeling very nervous lately. She doesn't dare to go to work and has been hiding from her grandmother everywhere.

Alia had no choice but to rush back early, ending her short acting career.

An Lele sat behind Alia and poked her head out: "Miss, how about I let the old lady go back to the hospital?"

“…That’s my grandma!”

"I know, so I will pay attention to the dosage."

An Lele is very serious, at least when it comes to things like this, she can really do it.

"Forget it, just be quiet for a while. The old man is too old to stand this kind of torture."

Alia didn't think of the old lady as a scary opponent at all, nor did she care whether she dropped gold coins or not.

In her opinion, the old lady was not even as threatening as her uncle.

After all, my uncle is young and strong and he once headed a department. Although he was forced to retire, his influence is still there.

...maybe still there?

Alia couldn't make up any more stories and threw the information aside. "Let's go back. It's time to show our cards."

Prime Minister Lei next to him took off his glasses and said, "Miss, there is a shareholders' meeting this afternoon. The old lady bypassed you and notified other people."

"including you?"

"including me."

"Interesting." Alia smiled. "What's the point of a shareholders' meeting if I, the largest shareholder, am not here?"

Prime Minister Lei thought about it and found it very subtle, but it was obvious that the old lady was not a traditional businessman, or she did not understand business at all.

In the past, the Ai Group was controlled by her. One reason was that Alia was not yet an adult, the Ai Group was leaderless, and she was the heir apparent.

Secondly, the several giants who were in charge of the entire group at that time, including the 18 shareholders, had to give her face - after all, she was Ai Rulong's mother.

But now...

Prime Minister Lei looked at Alia, then looked at the documents in his hand, and his heart was at peace.

The key to victory is already in your hand, all that remains is to open the door.

That door, which had been sealed for many years since Mr. and Mrs. Ai left...

……

……

The Ai Group is busy.

Different from the official busyness, the current Ai Group is filled with a low pressure as if a storm is about to come.

The employees were distracted from their work and were whispering to each other with their colleagues. Once they saw the executives coming, they pretended to be busy.

They didn't know that even the executives were struggling with this issue, pulling out their phones from time to time to pass messages to each other.

The old lady of the Ai family came to force the emperor to abdicate, and Ai Ruhu followed her again.

The second young master Jing fled in a panic, and the third master Ai Rulin was in Australia Island negotiating the purchase of raw materials and was out of reach.

Mr. Lei, one of the four giants who slammed the table and argued with them, has now gone abroad with most of the elite people in the financial and insurance departments.

For a moment, it seemed that the company had returned to its original half-dead state, with the sun in the sky covered by dark clouds and no light could be seen.

The old lady walked in the corridor with a clattering cane, her face gloomy.

An employee was walking by with documents in his arms, but she stopped him and scolded him for looking down at her.

"It's outrageous... It's so outrageous! What kind of look is this! It's all ruined!"

When she walked into a department and looked at the bar and snack area that took up half of the office space, the old lady's hands were shaking.

"What is that--what is that!"

“That’s…employee benefits.”

"Is this a small shop? How can there be such welfare? Close it! It's not enough to give them jobs! I also have to provide them with food and drink! I support them!"

Assistant Liu followed behind the old lady, pushed his glasses indifferently, and signaled his men to do as he was told.

The old lady snorted, still not satisfied: "Why haven't the shareholders arrived yet? How long has it been?"

"It's only been less than two hours. Maybe he was busy at work or there was a traffic jam on the road."

"No matter how busy you are, you have to come! I want to make the second brother's will public. If they don't come, who can I make it public to? Let them come!"

Assistant Liu took out his cell phone, first checked the time, estimated the speed of the plane in his mind, and then contacted the shareholders.

Ai Ruhu followed behind her. Seeing that she seemed angry, he quickly stepped forward to calm her down: "Mom, don't be anxious, take your time..."

"Take your time, take your time - if you take your time, will they give you a chance? You are such a shameless thing! Li Jing used to be such a good child, but now he has been led astray. You are useless as a father! You can't even teach a child!"

The old lady scolded him harshly, but anyone could see that it was just a lot of noise but little action.

Assistant Liu put away his phone and fixed his eyes on the briefcase held by Ai Ruhu.

It is said that there is the will left by Mr. Ai, and it is an undisclosed will.

If it really involves equity inheritance and the ownership of trust funds...

She pursed her lips, her eyes flickered a little, and I don't know what she was thinking.

“Liu’er…Liu’er!” The old lady turned around and stared at Assistant Liu with her cloudy eyes: “I’m calling you!”

"Oh, I'm here."

"What are you thinking?"

"I was wondering if we can succeed today." Assistant Liu was not panicking at all, and continued the conversation: "Even if Mr. Ai left a will, I am still a little worried."

She didn't say what she was worried about - was there something wrong with the will? Who knows.

"..." The old lady squinted her eyes and looked at her for several seconds, then she turned around and hummed: "You will know when the time comes. Let's go to the meeting room."

As the old lady was speaking, she heard a subtle cheer coming from outside the building.

...Cheering? Cheer for what?

Are you happy? Did you find money? Did you see a star?

She walked to the edge of the covered bridge and stretched her neck to look out, but the high window sill blocked her view.

Ai Ruhu also followed, and around him were the people around the other old ladies, and they all looked down subconsciously.

Assistant Liu hesitated: "Are they calling... Miss?"

Ai Ruhu didn't say anything, but his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something terrible.

In fact, it was just a car - a black, classic black car that had nothing to do with luxury but was majestic and elegant.

With round headlights, streamlined flag stand and flowing front grille, it looks like a ship at first glance from the side.

Of course Ai Ruhu recognized this car. When this car was first released, the first buyer in China was his younger brother.

But ever since his brother's 'disappearance', the car has been parked in the basement and has never been driven out.

If there is anyone who can use this car now, it is probably only one person...

The car slowly slid into the headquarters of the Ai Group and passed through the gate, surrounded by employees watching along the way.

When they arrived in front of the building, the car stopped. An Lele got out of the car in casual clothes and personally took out a suitcase from the trunk.

He looked like he had just returned from a business trip, looking a bit exhausted.

Several subsequent buses stopped and a large number of elite employees from the financial and insurance sectors filed out.

Prime Minister Lei got out of the car, straightened his sleeves, and with a wave of his hand, Lei Fanlei, one of the four giants, came back.

A surprise attack? No, no, no - he came to the meeting openly. Didn't you invite him?

The last person to get off the car was Alia, from the high-end black sedan that almost made Ai Ruhu lose control of his expression.

But she was wearing the work clothes of the customer service department, a pink vest and a work skirt, which looked out of place no matter how you looked at her.

How did you, a small customer service representative, get into this car? This was Mr. Ai’s exclusive car!

But Ai Ruhu only felt his hands and feet were a little cold - he was coming - no, not him, but his daughter -

A group of senior executives led by Liu Jin had already been waiting downstairs in the building.

Then the shouts that everyone could hear became more real.

"Miss!"

"Miss-"

The customer service representative Alia took two steps forward, stopped, and raised her head.

On the corridor bridge of the side building, countless people subconsciously retracted their heads to avoid the sight of anyone they could not see.

The executives also stopped and followed her action. It was a huge group of people, and they were surprisingly self-conscious.

An Lele opened the suitcase and took out a coat from it: "Miss, it's hot and cold, put on more clothes!"

Having said that, without waiting for Alia to say anything, he put the long windbreaker in his hand on her.

It was an old-fashioned windbreaker made of khaki fabric, beige in color, with a touch of the aesthetic trends of the late last century, and a kind of retro beauty.

Alia tightened her clothes: "You also brought this one?"

"I found it in the closet. It's quite thick. I think it can be used."

Prime Minister Lei looked at the windbreaker and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Is this... Madam's clothes?"

"Well, my mother always liked to wrap her children with this thing. It was windproof and warm."

"I was also wrapped..."

"what?"

"...Who wasn't a child back then?" Prime Minister Lei said in a low voice, then took a deep breath, suppressed his thoughts, and moved aside.

When he raised his hand, the executives fell silent. Even the keyboard sounds in the entire building seemed to have stopped.

"Miss—please!"

Everyone then craned their necks to look outside, as if waiting for something.

Alia looked at the steps in front of her, and then looked at the various little heads peeking out from behind the windows on dozens of floors.

wait for what?

Why are we cheering for the young lady today?

Finally, she smiled, stepped onto the stairs, and walked forward with big strides.

"Let's change the name today. I suddenly want to change the prefix."

"what is it call?"

"How about calling -- Chairman --?"

"……it is good!"