Please make money.

In fact, the lady in the secretarial department was also having a headache because the other party spoke in a very mysterious way and acted as if she was here to give face to Mr. Lei.

If it wasn't for the fact that his demeanor and attitude didn't seem like he was mentally ill, she would have thought he was a charlatan and asked him to leave.

"Yu... could it be him?!" Lei Fan stood up suddenly: "Quick, quickly invite him to the meeting room - no, I'll go myself!"

"Boss Lei, who is he?"

“I’m not sure if it’s that guy, but if it is, it’s certainly time.”

Lei Fan walked out in a hurry. When he entered the elevator, he chatted with the lady from the secretarial department for a few words and became more and more certain that it was that guy.

"When Mr. Ai was still around, he was offered an annual salary of 15 million to take charge of the consumer electronics department, but he declined."

"…Annual salary of 15 million?!"

"Well, it doesn't include dividends." Lei Fan looked at his watch. "He used to be a master's student at Shuimu, but this was just his starting point. More importantly, he was helping his employer expand business in Europe before and was met by Mr. Ai. No one knows what Mr. Ai talked to him about. I only know that Mr. Ai called his employer directly that night and said that he could pay twice the penalty for breach of contract in the non-compete agreement and could make concessions on other aspects of the cooperation. He just wanted someone like this."

The secretary's eyes were full of stars when she heard this. It was hard for her to imagine why Mr. Ai, who was known for his "great talent and strategy", would value a senior executive of another company so much. What was even more ridiculous was that he couldn't even poach such a sincere person?

"Then he didn't come to our place before, must it be because his old employer blocked him?"

"No, on the contrary. Not only did his old employer not stop him, but they didn't even ask him to sign a non-compete agreement. The reason he didn't leave at the time was because he was one of the founders of his old employer and had feelings for him, so he kept dragging it out."

What happened later was very clear. The Ai Rulong couple disappeared, and the Ai Group continued to decline after experiencing a round of turmoil. It was normal that they didn't come.

"Then why did he switch jobs here now?"

"Because after Mr. Ai disappeared, I went to look for him." Lei Fan looked at his reflection in the elevator door and sighed.

"When I was with Mr. Ai, I remembered a lot of the talents he wanted to recruit. I have never stopped contacting them, but most of them have no follow-up news because the future of the group is unclear. Mr. Yu and I once made an unwritten bet that if the eldest lady can support him after she becomes an adult this year, then he will come to realize his dream."

"I don't understand - does he mean that the eldest lady has taken over and supports him in realizing his dream?"

"Yes, he said that Mr. Ai had promised him the same thing back then, and he didn't believe that the young lady could do it after Mr. Ai disappeared."

"Isn't this just looking for a sucker?" The secretary's eyes widened: "We're spending our money to help him realize his dream. Is he here to defraud the investment?"

"Then do you know what Mr. Ai said when he failed to recruit him with 15 million?"

“…What did you say?”

"Mr. Ai said that he lost at least 20 billion..."

"???"

056-She is not old, the world is not dead

Alia didn't know that a master had come to the group headquarters, and that he was a super talent worth 20 billion as her father had said.

If she knew, Alia would probably pedal the shared bicycle chain until sparks flew out and rush to the company to interrupt the other party's application.

Our Ai Group is too small to accommodate a true Buddha like you - you'd better find another job somewhere else!

Is she in charge of the Ai Group just to make money?

Are you kidding? She wants to keep the group in her hands and then sell it off smoothly!

Even if the Ai Group shrinks to one-tenth of its size, and can sell its products at a fair price, it will be enough for her to be happy for the rest of her life.

The only difference is who gets the nine-tenths advantage. At the moment, it's better to give it to anyone than to the others in Alia's house.

Alia's attitude towards this is actually very firm. Even if she is giving back to society, rebating consumers, and distributing dividends to employees, she cannot let some insects get it. Seeing them make money and Alia losing money is doubly painful, and Alia has zero tolerance for this.

Therefore, in such a pension package creation plan, real dragons and phoenixes of this level are not allowed to exist.

Prime Minister Lei alone is already giving Alia a headache. She has truly felt the other party's unspeakable loyalty and just feels exhausted.

If another expert comes here and tries to realize his dream, and succeeds, then wouldn't the Ai Group be pushed up by these guys like a rocket?

At that time, let alone the question of who to sell it to, it would be impossible to even bring up the topic of "selling it", and the subordinates would have to force Alia to do it.

But Arya came here for only three things: to slack off! To slack off! To slack off again!

It is impossible to struggle. Dirty money means nothing to her. Only a peaceful and interesting life is what she wants.

If she were to sit in the office and look at financial statements every day to figure out the direction of strategic development, with money today and goods tomorrow, she would definitely get Yu Yu within three days.

Fortunately, she is just a harmless customer service representative. As long as she maintains her current attitude as the mastermind behind the scenes, she will have a bright future in her slacking career...

"It's strange, why hasn't my uncle responded yet?"

Alia was slacking off and thinking about something. She was naturally focusing on the present and keeping a close eye on the strategy of ruining the party on Sunday.

The biggest obstacle to this matter is Ai Ruhu, but she just can't understand why Ai Ruhu has not responded at all, and he hasn't lost contact...

Could it be that Ai Ruhu is also a fundamentalist like himself who doesn't work on holidays?

"Sister Ai, do you have a grudge against the company you work for?"

"Why do you think so?" Alia looked at Xiaojie in surprise: "Is it so obvious?"

"So it really is true? Otherwise, who would suggest that the company give away rice and eggs during an event?"

"Of course not. This matter has nothing to do with the group itself. It's purely a personal grudge. Besides, giving away rice, eggs and cooking oil is part of the business strategy."

"But my mother said that if you take advantage of these small advantages, you will suffer big losses. The wool comes from the sheep."

"Your mother is right, but that's for you. If you reach an age where you can do whatever you want without breaking the rules, then the capitalists will have to pay for it."

"……real?"

"Of course - you are still young and don't understand these things. When you grow up, you will understand the power of my marketing case."

The amazing thing is that the money is spent on the handle!

The media that should be flattered should all stand aside as punishment. This is purely to stir up hatred. If the other party doesn't write 20 pages of negative articles overnight when they go back, they will be considered broad-minded.

Your competitors will naturally follow suit. Nowadays, good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news travels far and wide. Your competitors know the loopholes and shortcomings of your products better than you do.

As for the grand spectacle of old men and women occupying the group's park, it was just a small embellishment, purely used to annoy Ai Ruhu.

I think a person who wants to save face has to make a choice between face, substance and brain...

What kind of personality does Mr. Ai have? He is the kind of person who would clear his throat and say a few words even if he passed by a stray dog, first talking about the big point and then the small point.

A group of audiences who had given him some face after receiving rice, flour, grain and oil, and a group of media, shouldn't he just swallow his anger?

When the time comes, push the stinky brother to the front of the stage. Even if Ai Ruhu goes back to dual-wield Seven Wolves, he will have to hold his nose and accept this farce on the spot.

The premise is that there will be no interruptions and everyone can arrive as scheduled on Sunday...

In this regard, Alia can only trust Mr. Lei's technical ability. At present, Mr. Lei seems to be doing a good job.

This also reflects a problem indirectly. The loyalty of the consumer electronics department to Ai Ruhu cannot be said to be that there is no two suns in the sky, but it can also be said to be calling a horse a zebra.

"Then the question is, should I push my brother to the front right now and let him say goodbye to his cowardice?"

Alia put the last box away and looked at the ceiling with anticipation, as if she saw the scene of loud gongs and drums, red flags waving, and a loving father and a filial son.

"Huh? What?"

"No, nothing—did you study anything about the axe?"

"……ax?"

"It's one of those weapons where you press it and it says something like 'Ready to mount'."

"It sounds like some kind of COS prop. If you have the blueprint, I can print one for you."

"That makes sense. I'll arrange one for him when the time comes. He likes these little plastic figures anyway. Wow, they're a perfect match..."

As for now, it is not the right time yet. Young Master Jing needs some more time to develop.

Xiao Jie struggled to move his belongings onto the table: "You are thinking about how to trick Brother Jing again, you are so mean."

“Who did the pupil say was bad?”

"You're just an elementary school student!"

"You are still young and don't understand that this is the true depth of family love. I am just being disappointed with you. You will understand when you grow up."

"No way! What I hate most is the tone of adults. Every time there is something, they always say you are grown up, and when they want to perfunctorily deal with it, they say you are still young and don't understand these things. You are young!"

"I'm already in college, who can a primary school student say is younger?"

"University? Does that make you mature?"

"Isn't that nonsense, my lovely classmate Xiaojie? I'm not the kind of cute little girl who sings new-age nursery rhymes."

"Really?" Xiaojie put his hands on his hips: "Come On! The counter-battle is coming--"

He looked at Alia expectantly, but Alia just blinked and stared at him with her big eyes: "Hmm?"

On the contrary, in the living room, Young Master Jing, who was panting and carrying boxes, couldn't help but join in: "The ace is going to be wild... wild... so heavy..."

Xiao Jie took out his phone in silence, opened the group, and sent a voice message: "Brothers and sisters, I met an old lady. She didn't sing "The Lone Hero" or "Reverse War". Do you know what the older national children's song is? Or did there not exist similar songs in the past?"

However, just as Xiaojie sent the message, Alia took the phone, cleared her throat and pressed the record button.

"A new storm has emerged—"

The group chat paused for a moment, and the next second, a flood of responses instantly flooded the screen.

One voice after another follows, singing the same rhythm with different voices.

"How can we stand still——"

"Little brother Jie." Alia raised her thumb and pointed at herself: "Even if you are a little genius, don't look down on the era of your brothers and sisters. They are just old, not dead yet!"

"……sorry!!"

057-Yu Dapao

Xiao Jie expressed great apology for looking down on the old lady, and gave her a private Marseille of red bean paste on the spot.

After all, if Alia said so, then he would understand - didn’t Wang Xinling’s president fans come up to vote before?

If we talk about loudest voices, perhaps the ones shouting louder are these new generation of little cuties.

But if we really want to calculate combat effectiveness...

Let’s put it this way: the pillars of our prime years, the future masters of the world, the hope for change, the creators of the new world, the sun at noon, are all this group of people.

As long as they don’t grow old, the world of martial arts will never die - if they grow old, wouldn’t they just become old monsters who dominate the world of martial arts?

But this made Xiaojie more determined to skip a grade.

The world is undergoing a major change that hasn't been seen in a century. Isn't this a good time for my child genius Xiaojie to join in?

Oh no - remove the word "children" - genius Xiaojie! Go!

……

……

"Miss Ai, who is like a genius, is truly amazing."

In the group's conference room, the guy named Yu met Lei Fan. The latter told him about this matter and this person, and Yu Xi said that he understood.

"What do you mean by breathtaking?"

"What's amazing is that Miss Ai has fully utilized her strengths. This is not smashing a washing machine, this is smashing Mr. Ai Ruhu's face."

Yu Xi pointed out the crux of the problem, which is that Alia is purely irrelevant and her main purpose is to disgust people.

"...How do you know that?" Lei Fan was confused. He thought Alia was doing practical things.

"Instead of going through the management department, you, Mr. Lei, are asked to gather Mr. Ai's former subordinates. Why is this?"

"Please teach me, sir." Lei Fan was very humble and gave the other party the greatest respect.

After all, his age is there, and he has no direct interest in the current Ai Group. Instead, he is considered an outsider.

To put it bluntly, he didn't call Mr. Ai back then, let alone call Ai Ruhu. Is he, Ai Ruhu, worthy of it?

"It's hard to say whether I can teach you or not. The main reason is that you, Mr. Lei, are in a difficult position." Yu Xi waved his hand and said, "Mr. Lei, I just want to ask you two questions."

"Please say."

"First, does Ai Ruhu know about this now?"

"...I don't know." Lei Fan was silent for half a second and answered decisively.

"It seems that Mr. Ai Ruhu is really unpopular." Yu Xi smiled and his eyes lit up.