Please make money.

If it were someone braver, could the bad experience be made up for by regretting it?

"As for you." Alia kicked the yellow-haired man and said, "Spit out the money. You know the rules of the underworld. Today you have saved your leg."

"I...I spent..."

"Spent? If you did, go work and earn it back! It's easy to cheat a girl's money, right? Ah? 20,000 a month and you still find all kinds of excuses to cheat, you (TM) took nearly 200,000 from my sister in just three months, and you told me you spent it?!"

Alia lifted him up and pressed him on the desk next to her. She picked up the ashtray and smashed it next to his ear: "Say it again!!"

"Pay it back! I will definitely pay it back!!!" The yellow-haired man trembled and urinated directly.

It seemed like a simple move, but the feeling of being carried like a chicken with no ability to resist was really terrifying.

She really wants to kill someone - she really dares!

"My ears hurt... My face hurts... Woohoo... Is my face disfigured..."

Seeing that the yellow-haired man was so scared that he peed his pants, with his trouser legs dripping onto the carpet, Alia threw him away in disgust.

"You're just a dog. You can do anything wrong but cheat and deceive..."

Young Master Jing was so angry that his face turned red: "Yes! You are like a dog! You dare to quibble in front of my sister! You are looking for death!"

Sister Yu next to her had a stern face and looked like she would never give in when Alia was "threatening" her.

But when he saw Alia's unpleasant bully-like attitude, his eyes lit up and became sparkling.

Alia looked at her watch and said, "It's almost time for you to finish school. Go back to school. Uncle San's driver should be here to pick you up, right?"

The reason why Sister Yu has been able to get by until now without being discovered is because she is a good child who goes to and from school on time.

Even after hanging out, she would change back into her quickly dry-cleaned, fragrant school uniform skirt and wait elegantly at the school for the driver to pick her up.

In the eyes of Uncle San and Aunt San, perhaps their daughter is still the representative of the second-year junior high school students who is both good in character and academic performance, elegant, well-mannered and polite.

It was worth it for Uncle San to donate two indoor basketball courts and a tennis court to the school this year. The teachers are really cultivating her well...

"Xiao Chen!" Alia waved her hand: "Give her your phone number."

Sister Yu was startled, then came to her senses and asked: "Why do I need his phone number?"

"If you want to go out to play while your second brother and I are at work, call him and he will be responsible for protecting you and sending you back to school before school is over."

Bingxin Middle School's school closing time does not overlap with Ailia and her colleagues' working hours. Ai's Group closes at 5:30 and school closes at 5 o'clock.

Xiao Chen can completely make arrangements for Sister Yu first, and then come to pick up Master Jing.

As for Alia? She rides a shared bike...

"You-you're not going to ask me about school?"

Seeing that Alia said what she wanted to say without any delay and turned around and left decisively, Sister Yu became anxious.

"What do you want to ask?" Alia waved her hand without turning her head. "When you need to talk, you will naturally tell me. If you have something, call me. If you have nothing to do, play by yourself. Don't bother me. Your second brother and I are very busy at work."

Young Master Jing looked around and quickly followed his eldest sister out. Before leaving, he signaled to Sister Yu to contact him by phone.

Sister Yu stared blankly at the two of them leaving, while Xiao Chen carried Huangmao to do further harmless garbage disposal work.

She looked at her hands and found two more keys and a note with a phone number on it...

"Alia...Alia... "

……

……

"Sister, is that it? You don't care about A-Yu anymore?" The second young master Jing looked back every three steps and was still worried before entering the elevator.

"No matter what, my relationship with my third uncle is not much better than that with my eldest uncle. If I intervene, they won't be able to sleep at night."

With the example of the traitor Second Young Master Jing leading a filial son, Third Master Ai Rulin must be worried that when he opens his eyes in the middle of the night, he will find his daughter holding an axe and saying she wants to offer her knife.

Well, maybe Third Master Ai Rulin is a little better, after all, he is capable.

Besides, Sister Yu is only 12 years old. She may not be able to take over the job in the mechanical and chemical industry when she grows up. Her aura is probably not suitable...

"But I don't care. I just don't care." Alia took out a lollipop and put it in her mouth, her face flickering in the light and shadow of the sightseeing elevator: "As the second brother, if you want to check something or ask about school matters, I can't stop you."

"……I see!"

104-Everyone is a talent

Whether Alia is a good sister or not is still to be determined.

But at least what she did did not cause serious rebellious psychology in Sister Yu.

On the contrary, this 'bully' style was in tune with the little darkness she was craving at this stage, and it aroused her interest.

Oh, interesting woman...

After finishing his work, Xiao Chen returned to the hotel room. After waiting for a while, Sister Yu came out and followed her silently.

"…Why are you following me?"

"My eldest lady asked me to follow you. If you want to go back to school, I will take you there."

"What if I don't go?"

"Then I'll take you to where you want to go."

"Anywhere?"

"In theory, both are possible." Xiao Chen took out his phone, "But we need to ask the young lady and get her consent."

Thinking of Alia's threat, Sister Yu bit her lower lip and turned around: "Forget it, let's go back to school."

She changed back into her school uniform skirt and wanted to go back to being a good girl, but her personality was far from being as gentle and lovely as she appeared.

But no matter how rebellious she was, she couldn't bring herself to argue with Xiao Chen, a wooden man who couldn't even fart even if he was hit with three sticks.

As if she remembered something, Sister Yu frowned and asked, "What about that yellow-haired guy? Did you convince him?"

"To be exact, I impressed him." Xiao Chen said in a flat voice, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"…What did you use to impress him? Money?"

"No, a fist--it made him motionless."

"Puchi..." Sister Yu finally reacted, smiled, and glanced at Xiao Chen.

Although she was only 12 years old, her eyes were full of charm: "You are good at telling jokes..."

Xiao Chen looked at the floor under his sunglasses. His eyesight was not good and he could not see the expression of the person opposite him at all.

Also, you'd better not make this kind of expression with a face that looks like a young lady, or you might have nightmares at night.

Fortunately, Sister Yu had no intention of dealing with him. She just said something and then went back to picking up the student's folder, acting like an elegant student.

The process of returning to school was unremarkable. Xiao Chen memorized the route and then understood why the other party chose a hotel.

Because it’s too close…

If she drove, it would only take five minutes to step on the accelerator. If she ran out of school, it wouldn't take her long to walk this distance.

Bing Xin Middle School is a private school, and a well-known private aristocratic school. There are a lot of rich students, and most of the poor students are top students who are lured here with high scholarships to show off. So in terms of the quality of education alone, this school is really not bad. The huge campus is well-equipped, and the management seems very strict at first glance.

When Xiao Chen parked the nanny car at the school gate, he even caught a glimpse of two security guards in the security booth with blast shields...

"In the future, park your car on the street corner. Few people will drive directly to the school gate."

"it is good."

When the security guards saw Sister Yu jump out of the car, they suddenly realized what was going on and returned to their respective gates as if nothing had happened.

Sister Yu rarely showed any emotions in front of Alia before, not even many expressions, but here, she always had a smile on her face.

It was a gentle, decent, elegant, yet fake - but also very polite smile. The 12-year-old girl had the temperament of a 22-year-old rich lady.

"I'm sorry to bother you all."

She said something to the security guards and walked through the spacious front door of the school alone while everyone was still in class, like a sacrifice entering a monster's mouth.

And there is no looking back…

Xiao Chen watched her back silently and saw that she had indeed entered the teaching building. Then he took out two packs of cigarettes and chatted with the security guards.

This was Alia's instruction. In fact, Alia also told him to screen the yellow-haired man carefully and find out the color of his underwear.

Xiao Chen asked, but he didn't say anything, so Xiao Chen took a look at it himself, and it was red.

But these are not important. What is important is the information about the Fourth Young Lady. At present, the cause and effect are known, but the details are lackluster.

He handed a cigarette to the security guard at the gate: "Brother, I want to ask you something..."

The security guard said uprightly: "Excuse me, sir, please don't disturb us during working hours."

Xiao Chen thought for a moment and handed over a whole pack of cigarettes: "We all work part-time. I drive for my boss. My boss's daughter, her family wants to know about the child's situation at school..."

The security guard looked at the pack of expensive cigarettes, thought for a moment, and gestured to a colleague behind him, who pressed a few buttons and turned on the camera facing the main entrance.

Xiao Chen certainly knew that they were slacking off, otherwise he wouldn't have let the students come and go freely in the school. After all, he really couldn't control them...

"Brother, what do you want to ask?"

"My boss's daughter often runs away?"

"Often, but not very often..." The security guard recalled: "The child is actually quite polite, but he does go out a lot."

Xiao Chen nodded: "Is it something recent?"

"I don't remember much about this. I can only say that I saw him two or three times a week recently. And you know, for those who really want to go to this kind of school, the higher-ups basically don't care, right?"

"Indeed, brother, I have a favor to ask of you. Next time my little ancestor runs away again, please give me a call or send me a message."

"This..." The security guard looked hesitant.

Xiao Chen stuffed all the boxes of cigarettes at him without saying a word.

"It's just a message. There's no need to say anything else. I'm mainly worried that something might happen to the child. I feel more at ease knowing that."

"It's not impossible, but..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Xiao Chen turned back to the car, picked up a box, picked up a cigarette and stuffed it into his hand.

"My brother and I hit it off right away. Let's not talk about the child—"

"Oh, no, no, no! Brother, you... well, it's really worrying to have a child running around. I understand! I understand!"

Xiao Chen took another bottle of wine and handed it to him: "My boss gave it to me as a gift. I don't understand it either. He gave me the remaining half box. You can try it first. If you like it, we can have a drink together when we are free. And other brothers - come on! Brother, I think you look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

"Tsk!" The security captain slapped his thigh and said, "Brother, if you do this, leave us your phone number. Next time we see your boss's daughter go out, come here quickly. There is only one exit here, and it will take at least ten minutes to walk. Once you get out of the street..."

Xiao Chen stuffed the box into his hand and asked, "Once you get out of the street, which direction will you go?"

The security captain looked at the box, his throat gurgled, and he smiled enthusiastically, "You can go anywhere. We have brothers who are free. They are all in class and have nothing to do. Let one of them follow you from a distance and send you the location. Is that okay with you?"

"Okay! That's great! In this case, I feel relieved..."

……

……

"nailed it?"

"It's done. I spent one cigarette and half a bottle of wine. The security of Bingxin Middle School is outsourced. The quality of the personnel is uneven. There are a group of retired people who are very serious and responsible, but the people who usually manage the main gate and the side gate are all lazy people."

"Why would you ask them to guard the gate if you don't want to waste your time? Money is a small matter. Go and report to the second brother. Are you sure there is no one else behind that yellow-haired guy?"

"No, it's just him. How about I check again?"

"Well... I'll arrange for someone else to go. You can come back now. You've worked hard."

"yes."

Alia hung up the phone and stared at the sticky note on her workstation in a daze, as if she was thinking about something.

The good news is that there is no deep conspiracy at present, and no one is plotting against the future of his third uncle or the Ai Group.

The bad news is that if that were all, it would be even more difficult - she is good at fighting and killing, but it is difficult for her to guide the little girl's psychology.

It is also quite annoying for a max-level boss who lives in a novice village and doesn't know how to get through the novice tasks because they are too simple...

However, the eldest sister is like a mother, and her younger brothers and sisters are all orphans - it doesn't mean that their parents are dead - it's just that they have obvious deficiencies in family education, and they are poor little things who have a father but no mother's love. She can't just stand by and watch.

I called the most useful jack of all trades at the moment: "Fatty Zheng? I'm at the home appliance after-sales department. I need something. Please come over."