Please make money.

When did she say she wanted to obtain foreign citizenship?

"Is it possible that I really didn't do that?"

"Of course I know it, and everyone knows it - but you still have to have an attitude."

Unlike what Mr. Cao thought, the authorities are not that stupid. They can’t tell who is causing trouble and who really wins the hearts of the people.

Alia's contribution determines that she will become a businessman like Mr. Huo in the future.

In another world line, after Mr. Huo passed away, the obituary began with "outstanding social activist, famous patriot, and well-known industrialist."

His coffin was sent back to Bauhinia on a special plane at the level of a head of state, and was covered with the national flag throughout the entire process. This was the highest-level funeral in Bauhinia.

Of course, Mr. Huo here is in great health and enjoys everything he eats. Alia thinks he can still eat in her cafeteria for at least another 20 years.

It is still unclear whether the Ai Group can retain these famous chefs by then...

So do you think the authorities attach importance to the Goubatai Group, or are they optimistic about another small-scale "Ai Da Lao" gradually growing into a complete form?

Stop making trouble. Just be young and reckless as you should, race your car and enjoy yourself.

Do your business, make your money, please make money - it is your freedom to squander it after making money.

Alia is now feeling aggrieved and silent, which makes the officials very worried.

You think this child's submissive temper is a bit too good.

The reason why Boss Huo came this time was to tell Ailia not to endure it anymore and to do what needs to be done.

Ailia didn't respond. What do you mean by "don't endure it"? Have I ever endured it?

"I'm fine, really."

"Tsk...you girl." Boss Huo sighed: "Which car do you like?"

"Any one will do?"

"Any one is fine. All of them are fine. How much is it in total?"

"Forget it. No merit, no reward."

"No effect? ​​Then what is that complete set of blueprints you gave to the Army before?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, what blueprints or no blueprints..."

What did Alia give? Nothing!

This means that Little Broken Balls is really a science fiction film, not a documentary.

The giant all-terrain transport vehicles, military-grade rescue engineering machinery, powered exoskeleton armor, etc. are all concepts.

Can we be too serious about concepts?

Boss Huo rolled his eyes at her and said, "There's a film festival tomorrow, let's go and see it."

"Why would I go to a film festival? I just invested in a movie and it hasn't even been released yet."

"Go check it out—there's a surprise."

"Really? I don't believe it."

"Hey..." Boss Huo was speechless about this stubborn girl, but he couldn't get angry: "You said it's easy for you to beat and scold them, why bother with yourself?"

"No, I just kept silent for a few days because I felt it had nothing to do with me. Why do you still have to force me to be serious about it?"

Alia thought, is it possible that I am waiting for the vulgar urban dragon king plot, the kind of routine from ten years ago where people are shocked, their mouths twisted, and then they bow their heads in worship.

Ten years! I waited for ten whole years! Do you know how I got through these ten years?

But now you are actually going to deprive me of even this little hobby of mine, and force me to show off in front of others. How can I be vulgar when I started from such a high point?

Oh, one of the top ten young people, touching Tianhai, a close friend of the official, plus some outstanding social activist, will I still be able to curse in the future?

It's not that Ailia doesn't know the official attitude. In fact, she understood it when the enthusiasm of the thousand-strong fan petition of that book was suppressed.

This matter has become a big deal!

The authorities already feel that she has been wronged and are not going to let her continue playing!

Boss Huo came here to mediate reconciliation. To be more precise, he was planning to crush the Taishi Group and then let Alia calm down and do something else.

Even if you have a sports car, a yacht, or a private jet, it's just your own money, so what's the big deal?

Just play at home. There are bad guys outside. Let’s not go out. Be good.

Boss Huo raised his finger and pointed at Master Cao who was eavesdropping nearby: "Are they gossiping and giving you bad advice?"

Master Cao shrank his neck and thought to himself, if you want to get angry, don't come at me.

If I have the ability to do something, even if it makes you angry, my father will look up to me.

Facts have proved that there is a tragically thick barrier between Alia and a genuine second-generation like Mr. Cao.

What she wanted was something that the other party could deliver to her door even when she went to a car show, and there was a lot of small circle pushovers everywhere.

Alia said that I was still young, and I also wanted to ride a fast horse and travel to the south of the Yangtze River on a starry night. I wanted to wield a sword in the world, avenge my enemies, and open the Tianmen Pass.

But she was not a child anymore, so she could only choose soy milk and fried dough sticks.

"…Do I have to go?"

"You have to go."

"tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow night, someone will come to pick you up then."

"I'll just take a taxi and go there."

"No, someone has to come pick you up—and don't bring up going out recently unless you want someone to die."

"Just because of a quarrel and a few foul words, someone is going to die?"

Boss Huo was holding the wire fence that separated the track from the audience, feeling quite emotional.

"It's a cigarette on the surface, but it's a life on the inside. You think it's nothing to quarrel with, but others don't think so."

"Are they afraid I'll leave?"

"They are not afraid, but some people are afraid. Do you know what is under your hands?"

"It's a group with tens of thousands of people working together to make a living. They've given me the honor of being the helmsman. That's all."

“…Do you know why I don’t like gambling?”

"why?"

"If I had done this back then, it would not have been the gambling king's turn to do it, but I think it's meaningless. The money goes from his left pocket to my right pocket, and we don't produce anything in the middle. It's just like finance, a zero-sum game, a game of wealth circulation."

There are roughly 20 million people employed in heavy industry in Donghuang, while the upstream and downstream industrial chains of the Ai Group have more than 100,000 people.

Ailia felt that she was working with tens of thousands of people to make a living, but she had no idea what kind of demonstration effect the energy generated by her previous integration of the industrial chain had brought.

Xiao Liu can't do it because he doesn't do practical work, but this model is feasible.

What’s more, Ai Rulin had not made any news for ten years, but his sudden success made a big splash.

Now he is ready to lead the mechanical and chemical industry department to compete in the blue ocean direction.

That is the future direction of global competition. Whether it succeeds or not, at least people are prepared to do it.

Use Taishi Group, which deals with stock prices and traffic stars, to exchange for an industrial group with good assets?

Who gave them face?

"So I'm here to reassure you. As long as you don't go too far, you can do whatever you want."

"So good? I can even appear on the 7 o'clock news?"

"There is indeed such a backup option. How did you know about it?"

"Then let's not do that...Okay, I'm going to go racing."

Alia turned and walked towards the maintenance area, waving her hand without looking back: "I'm just having fun, don't worry too much."

Boss Huo turned his head to look at the cars that were getting ready to go, squinted his eyes and pointed at one of the particularly exaggerated green ones.

"Hey, what's your elder's name?"

Master Cao hurried over and served him: "My name is Cao, please tell me what I want to do for you!"

"The green one, see it?"

"I see it, I see it, do you want that one?"

"Except for that one, take the others. Give the key to the girl, and give me the bill later."

"This - Grandpa Huo, can the eldest lady handle so many things?"

"Whether she can handle it or not is her business." Boss Huo called the manager of the racetrack, gave a few instructions, and then smiled.

"Anyway, from now on, this racetrack is hers, she can do whatever she wants with it."

Mr. Cao's eyes widened. "No, isn't this an industry of Tianhai International Automobile City? A racing track?"

"Then who do you think owns Tianhai International Auto City?"

Boss Huo, who had casually signed a one-yuan transfer contract, was happy.

"I eat so many of her meals, so giving her a toy shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Master Cao broke out in a cold sweat. He had been playing with cars for so long, but he never knew who was behind this.

I originally thought it would be a loose joint shareholding, with no one in charge.

I didn’t expect the person in charge is here—and he doesn’t even play with cars!

But compared to the racetrack, what is more important is the land.

The construction of Nancheng next door previously had a land area of ​​two million square meters, which was enough to make Xiao Liu show murderous intentions.

The value of that plot of land is directly in the tens of billions, and in comparison, how big is the international racing track?

The answer is nearly six square kilometers...

Although it is called a racing track, it actually includes various facilities and supporting buildings inside, and is a complete small-scale industrial park.

As for how much it is worth - let's put it this way, for the junior, middle and high school tracks, running on them yourself for an hour will cost you 4,000 yuan.

After all, the construction cost of this place alone was more than 3 billion yuan. It is a conference venue that can accommodate 200,000 people and 50,000 spectators.

Therefore, Japanese car companies are really small and have a small scale.

What endorsement fees, what millions and tens of millions, what free new cars.

What did Boss Huo give away? A six-square-kilometer international-level racing track!

"How fast can we run here?"

The manager carefully put away the contract: "The car is in sixth gear. The previous top speed record was three hundred and thirty."

"It's still a bit slow. She can run 450 on the highway."

"That's right. Miss Ai's talent is extremely rare even among professional racers."

The manager wouldn't dare to say that the track has many bends, and everyone can step on the accelerator in a straight line, and that being strong in bends is the real strength.

There aren't many curves on the road? Everyone knows how to step on the accelerator on the track, but the one who is good at the road is the real god...

"Okay, let her play, she can play however she wants... What a mess, how could there be no one at home who loves the child? Right?"

Boss Huo happily turned around and walked towards the paddock stands. He took two steps and turned back to point at the green car.

"That one is too ugly, take it down quickly, whose is it?"

"Uh-Nissan."

"Tsk, I knew they couldn't do it. Go, go, change them."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

"I am originally a carefree person in Wolonggang. Hmm... It's easy to balance yin and yang and protect the world..."

338-Another day of saving lives

"That's Alia?"