Please make money.

"You can ask your son what the situation is with the girl first."

Mr. Qian thought it made sense. The cause of this incident was that the little princess of the Ai family was bullied. So, did it have anything to do with this piece of food that was not even as good as barbecued pork?

F4 wanted to say no, but was not sure: "I... I can't go..."

"You don't know this or that! You only know when you're bullying others! You pay protection money - you bully people in school - you don't know when you're bullying people you can't afford to offend!"

Mr. Qian went up and kicked his son twice. Although half of them were done for Alia to see, the two kicks were very powerful and directly kicked his son to the ground.

F2 suddenly had an idea and shouted, "I, I know!"

Please stop hitting him. You are hitting your son like this now. I dare not think about how my father will beat me when I go back. You'd better make up for your crime by doing meritorious service.

"Say!"

"As for the girls, Zhou might know..."

"Who is Zhou?"

"Uncle Zhou's daughter."

"Hai Mei - is she using the same trick as you guys?!" Mr. Qian felt his eyes go dark, he was really angry.

His generation is as close as brothers. They have been through thick and thin together. He treats these brats as his own children and nephews, otherwise F4 would not be so close-knit.

Now, the next generation is as close as brothers, holding hands and wandering on the edge of sin, tempting madly, wishing they could jump right into it.

He even thought about what expression he would have when he saw these guys in the detention center - it wouldn't be much better than it was now.

"No! Zhou doesn't play with us, but she's very popular among the girls, so... um... I mean she might know..."

Mr. Qian turned around to look at Alia, but Alia had laid down to rest again, and had replaced the cucumber slices on her face with a steam eye mask. It seemed that she was unwilling to pay attention to them for several dozen minutes.

"…Find someone! Get all your bad friends here! Let's break down today's incident and explain it clearly!"

Mr. Qian's hands were shaking. "You should pay the money! You should apologize! You should admit your mistakes - don't even think about running away! If you dare to bully others today, you will dare to break the law tomorrow! I would say this even in front of your parents!"

Mr. Qian recalled the time when Ai Rulong and his wife were still alive, and thought that it was only because his eldest brother and sister-in-law were not around, otherwise his eldest brother would have spared them, and his eldest sister-in-law would have to personally discipline these bad boys.

To Lei Fan, Alia's mother was a lady as gentle as moonlight, but to these old friends, she was more like an elder sister-in-law who was like a mother.

Even the adults at that time were cautious and respectful when facing her, let alone the younger generation...

After another round of chaos, Mr. Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief with great difficulty, feeling exhausted.

The good news is that his nephews and nieces did not participate in the bullying of Miss Yu. It was an accident.

The bad news is that apart from this incident, these nephews and nephews of mine have been in a lot of trouble, as expected.

Fighting, gambling, smoking and drinking, collecting protection fees, reselling supplies... To put it bluntly, it is the underage version of extortion gangs. They cannot be sentenced but there is definitely no good news for them.

"Fights?"

"…Some people don't obey us, so we challenge them one-on-one."

"Gambling in groups?"

"I'm just bored, so I play Landlord or something like that, and occasionally I play Mahjong - I use my phone, Mahjong Soul."

"What about smoking and drinking?"

"Just - smoking and drinking. I can't drink white wine, so I drink beer and cocktails. I think I'm cool."

"What about protection money?"

"...Protectionmoney."

"I didn't ask you about English! I was just reselling supplies!"

"The school cafeteria and supermarket are both so rip-offs. Dormitory students are not allowed to bring in anything, but we have a channel to bring it in, so we just... make a profit from the price difference. It's not a bad business. We can make tens of thousands a month."

“You, you——” Mr. Qian slapped his thigh: “Lawless! Absolutely lawless!!”

He looked back at Alia who was eating instant noodles leisurely, his face full of grief and indignation: "Miss, I will not hesitate to say anything about how you deal with them! They are really too much, they must be taught a lesson! The family has never lacked anything from them, but I didn't expect... Alas..."

"How can you handle it?"

"That's right! If you want to beat them or scold them, I'll tie them up right now - and hang them up!"

Mr. Qian was so righteous that if Alia wasn't his boss, she would have believed it.

It is not necessarily true that money is always a bad thing. After all, there is no need for a wealthy man of his status to train his son to be a gangster tycoon.

But to say that Qian is always a good man would be an underestimation of him - if they hadn't been spoiled by their families, would F4 have fallen from the sky?

Only childhood sweethearts will fall from the sky, but the evil, cool and domineering school bully will not fall from the sky.

"Let's just forget it..." Alia shook her head: "After all, they are children, not yet adults. It will have a bad influence on them."

Mr. Qian breathed a sigh of relief silently, but of course he still had to be polite in his words.

"How can we do this? We have to teach these brats a lesson."

"That's right - then call the police!" Alia turned over and sat up: "You or me?"

"Ah this..."

"Let me do it. Intentional injury, extortion, threats and intimidation... Even if the victim is forgiven, it still needs to be kept on file, right? It's enough to be a profound lesson!"

“No, no, no, miss! No—”

113-It's back, I feel it, it's all back

As everyone knows, Alia is soft-hearted.

If you tell her that you have the ability to compete with her, she will do a what'up and ask you what you are doing with this greenhorn.

Do you have what it takes to fight me, Ezra?

But if you give in and say that I will call you sister when I see you next time, and that even if you give me a chance, I will be useless, then she won't force you into a desperate situation.

Unless he is so disgusting that Alia feels that this kind of guy deserves to die, it is not a pity to die, sooner or later!

However, F4 has not reached that point yet. They are skilled in bullying men, but they have not done much to bully women. They can be said to have saved their own lives.

If Alia found something wrong in their cell phones, let alone Mr. Qian, even if her father was here, she would take action against these brats.

Now Mr. Qian has finally understood that repentance is acceptable but self-torture tactics are not. This 18-year-old lady knows exactly what is going on.

But after all, I am begging for food under her, so the tricks used in society won’t work for me!

People call me Mr. Qian because I have the support of the Ai Group and others give some face to Ai Rulong.

Alia called herself "Mr. Qian" because she had not yet left the Ai Group, and she was giving her some face...

After thinking it over, Mr. Qian just felt tired, and finally sighed: "I won't say anything, Miss, you...you can deal with them however you want...I just want to give us old friends some dignity. After all, we old guys are the only children in our families, and we may not have disciplined them well in the past...Alas..."

Young Master Jing frowned and instinctively felt uncomfortable - are you trying to force the emperor to abdicate or what?

What? Just because you are an old man, my sister has to give you respect? If you can't discipline yourself, that's your own business!

Why can other people’s children be disciplined well?

Take myself for example. I was a playboy at home with no ambition to make progress, but under the guidance of my sister, I changed my ways and became a new person.

Whose problem is this? This is obviously not my problem! It’s the problem of the family environment!

Alia raised her hand and beckoned, "Come here, you guys."

"..."F4 and Zhou Haimei who was brought here by this group of guys looked at each other and approached cautiously.

Although in terms of age, everyone seems to be only a few years apart, but in terms of generation, there is a generation difference no matter how you look at it.

It's just weird - but not unacceptable - probably.

Zhou Haimei felt that she was the most unlucky. She was a well-known figure in the school. Everyone in the high school knew that her sister was brilliant and outstanding.

Do you know what it means to be the treasure in the teacher's hand, the eternal host of the party, the focus of cultural and artistic activities, and the face of the school's student representatives?

Is it easy for me to create a glamorous persona? You sold it to me - wait, it seems that I did nothing wrong...

Alia ignored the F4 who were just making up the numbers, stood up and walked around this good sister: "Zhou Haimei... Mr. Zhou's only daughter?"

Her mother was an accountant when Ai Rulong started his business. Later, she also managed the finances of the Ai Group for a long time. She only retired after a new generation like Lei Fan came to prominence. She is a very strong woman.

Now her mother is in charge of the planning subsidiary of the Ai Group's property department, which is related to advertising. She does specialized media marketing strategy planning for many large companies and is also involved in the fringes of the entertainment industry.

Perhaps influenced by her mother, Zhou Haimei appears refined and elegant, with a bit of the impetuous air of the circle of fame and fortune.

"...Miss."

Little sister Zhou carefully looked at Alia's face, thinking about how to please this peak of her age.

She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, but she was still far inferior to the person in front of her.

There is a joke circulating among their peers, that is, Miss Alia has too many things, and the reason she lost her parents is because God doted on this baby too much, doted on her to the point that her parents were jealous, and were reluctant to hand her over to her parents to raise, so he just did it himself - after all, Batman still has Gotham City to divert his hatred, Alia can only blame fate for playing tricks on her.

He has lost his parents but has a huge industrial fortune of 1500 billion. Isn’t that enough?

Aaliyah didn't know what she was muttering to herself, but she could tell that this little girl was very shrewd and calculating.

That's fine, it's just a random plan anyway, I can change it...

"How are your grades?"

"……fine."

"How good is it? Do you feel pressured to get into Dongshan University?"

"It should be - it's not a big problem. I'm an arts student, studying broadcasting and hosting."

"Well... let me give you a task." Alia patted her shoulder and said, "You are all my brothers and sisters. As the saying goes, an elder sister is like a mother. As an elder sister, my heart is broken when I see you guys in such a mess..."

Young Master Jing looked up at the sky, not knowing whether his heart was broken or not, but if he didn't listen, he would be the first to break.

"If your place is rotten today, the entire Ai Group will be rotten tomorrow. If all of you are rotten, then all of our family businesses will be rotten! The business world is like a battlefield. If there is no one to take over, then we will die without a burial place!"

"No, not really..."

"Not really?" Ailia pointed at herself. "Outsiders only see my glory and how I became one of the top three richest people without any effort. But who knows how much pressure I am under? I can't sleep at night and my hair is falling out in clumps when I wake up in the morning. Why? It's all for the development of the group!"

Xiao Jie looked at An Lele in confusion, with curiosity in his eyes: [Sister Ai is so miserable? ]

An Lele recalled and shook her head: [The eldest lady never worked overtime at night. She would have fun after 8pm. She didn’t smoke and only drank a little. She went to bed at 11pm and slept for 8 hours a day. She would drink a glass of warm milk before going to bed, and then do 20 minutes of stretching exercises. She would fall asleep as soon as she got into bed and sleep until dawn. She would never leave fatigue and stress until the next day. The master said she was very healthy.]

Xiao Jie rolled his eyes and said, "Sister An, there may not be a lot of meaning in your look. Do you think I can understand it?"

Even if you have eyes as big as Ultraman's, you can't fit these few lines of words!

But then again, it seems that no one really follows Ultraman's eyes, mainly because they can't see the specific content...

On the other side, Alia was still trying to persuade him: "The mission is actually very simple. Do you see these brothers behind you?"

Little sister Zhou looked back and bared her teeth in hatred, but then she smiled brightly again: "I saw it."

Change face, change face like crazy, Bing Xin learned to be a chameleon.

"Whether you hire a tutor, or tutor them in person, or use some other method, in the final exam, I want to see that their scores are high enough to get into college, and in the college entrance examination, all of them will be admitted to college."

Little sister Zhou was stunned for a moment: "All?"

"All."

"Then you'd better ask someone else—"

"If possible, I will not only give your mother more burdens, but you, especially you, should come and work with me during your internship." Alia held her hand: "My father had Uncle Qian and Aunt Zhou who never left him and shared weal and woe. That was a wonderful story..."

The position of chairman of the group is vacant and waiting for you. If this is not called a quick success, then what else can you call it?

"But I'm not humble..."

"If you can complete it, I will reward you with a car, A Jing——"

"I'm here, sister." Sister Jing hurried over, looked at little sister Zhou for a few times, and curled her lips in disdain.

At first glance, she is a scheming green tea bitch...

"Didn't you have a Porsche Panamera before, but it hasn't arrived in Hong Kong yet?"

“Uh—” Young Master Jing scratched his face: “Yeah, but I’m not racing now.”

Even though Mr. Jing is a playboy, he is still a super rich second-generation and he also had his youthful and frivolous years abroad.

Speeding and clubbing are standard. He drove a Toyota GT86 back then. Do you know what driving pleasure is?

Domestic? He can’t drive domestically—he’s not yet 18, so he can’t get a driver’s license…