Please make money.

"……what?"

"If one day, the friendly companies on the market respect user privacy, increase the quantity without increasing the price, and provide genuine, high-quality and low-cost services, it must not be because the friendly companies have a change of heart, but because she has been here before."

"seriously?"

"In addition to treating her customers seriously, her greater purpose in doing business is to drive you, her peers, to death."

Alia does not hide her behavior at all. She is not ashamed of it but proud of it. If someone praises her for being a bitch, despising herself and her industry, she will frame the other person's remarks.

It's so funny. Fight with me, Alia - do you have the ability to do it?

It is the same now. It is hard to say whether it is idealistic or not, but if her direct purchase base is established, the agricultural product traders in Siam will be the ones who will be caught in the crossfire.

Qin Liuli initially wondered if she was not afraid of death, and then she discovered that she really was not afraid.

Then she wanted to ask if she had so much money - but when she thought of the background of Huanxi Temple in addition to the Ai Group, she held back.

"What does she want?" This was all she could ask in the end.

Anyone else so bold would have been crushed to death by their peers, but Alia didn't seem to be afraid.

"Who knows?" Aunt An shrugged. "Just to get an idea across?"

"If her thoughts are clear, can she enter the innate state from the acquired state?"

"I don't know, so I'm waiting. It doesn't matter what she does. Compared with material wealth, spiritual wealth is more important."

Hundreds of billions or something like that is current money.

The spiritual wealth preserved in Huanxi Temple is a treasure of human civilization and a cultural crystallization that will still shine brightly thousands of years later.

The spiritual wealth that a congenital master can bring cannot be measured by material value.

Bai Yuchan left behind the Southern School of the Golden Elixir Sect, Bodhidharma left behind Zen Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism, Zhang Sanfeng left behind Wudang and Tai Chi, and Wang Yangming left behind the School of Mind.

If the thresholds for these are too high, then what about the Green Lotus Sword Immortal Li Bai, who has a higher threshold but is more widely known?

When the wine enters his heroic stomach, seven parts of it turn into moonlight, and the remaining three parts turn into sword energy. Every word he says is half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

It is hard to say what Arya can leave behind, but if she can really do something, then in a hundred or thousand years, what people will talk about will definitely not be how much wealth she has.

Qin Liuli stopped talking again. Damn it, this child is promising and speaks so confidently.

No matter what you say, she will shut it all up with just one sentence: "My eldest daughter has seen through the mysteries of the universe and achieved great perfection."

There are many billionaires in the world, but there are not even a handful of people who have achieved great success in the future...

The Black and White Impermanence sat at the table facing each other in silence. Some drank tea, some read books, and occasionally flipped through the latest information delivered. The warm sun shone through the window.

"How long has it been since we sat together and drank tea like this?"

"More than ten years." Aunt An held the teacup and looked at the report at hand: "The last time we met was when my young lady had a plane crash."

"I shouldn't have stopped you back then." Qin Liuli poured her a cup of tea: "It might be a good thing if you killed all those guys."

"It's convenient for you to swallow up their assets, right?"

"You can't say that..." Qin Liuli paused, then smiled and said, "Although I did think so."

"Then why don't you do it yourself?"

"Times have changed, sir. Fighting and killing are useless. To put it simply, if I suddenly die of an illness, I will have a whole team of professional managers to take care of these things. Although expansion will stop, maintaining the status quo will not be a problem. The death of one or two people will not change the overall situation."

"Really? That's what your master taught you?"

"Tsk... I'm trying to persuade you. Is it possible that we can solve the problem through more restrained means, such as spending money?"

"For example, if you spend some money, you can return to the sect and be included in the Huanxi Temple family tree, right?"

"Well... is this much okay?" Qin Liuli raised a finger.

"One hundred billion?"

"Who am I looking down on? I have a fortune of one trillion dollars. I will bring all my belongings back with me, okay?"

"I have no say in this matter." Aunt An shook her head: "Besides, the temple doesn't need your money."

"Is that a little? Ah? That's a little? I'm the invisible richest man in the world! The richest man in the open has less than 200 billion, and I have 1 trillion!"

Aunt An just looked at her with a calm expression.

Qin Liuli took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "OK, OK, let's calm down. I know money is a small matter. What about technology? I can get a lot of technology, in semiconductors or military industry, aerospace, too. You know Musk, right? My technical team is supporting him. Since I was able to send Rothschild up, I can send him up too!"

"Was it you, or our master's master?"

"…It's all the same. Which of the five Luo family tigers wasn't fascinated by the Grand Master? Without her, would Nathan have become the richest man in the world? I said that the temple shouldn't have expelled the Grand Master. What was the concept of nine million pounds at that time?"

"The concept is that even if you have one trillion now, it is yours and is not rare in Guanli."

"We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, more than ten years--"

"Yeah, more than ten years."

"But what?" Qin Liuli stood up and paced back and forth: "You are even tougher than before. Don't you have any softness in your heart? Huh?"

"I told you that your apprentice is on the right path. If she achieves something, you might be able to come back."

"What counts as achievement? Nobel Prize? Which one do you want? I'll give her one now! If I squeeze in, I can give her a triple grand slam in chemistry, physics and biology this year!"

"I thought only the economic and peace prizes were nonsense..."

"Of course I'm not doing it randomly, but a Nobel Prize winner wouldn't reject a research genius who comes with tens of billions of dollars in funding, right? Who would? You would!"

With Qin Liuli's financial resources, there is almost nothing in this world that she cannot get.

Nobel Prize winners also have to do scientific research and make a living. She can give them research funds for ten lifetimes, and the price is just a little cuteness when they receive the award.

What is this called? This is called a win-win situation! Win twice!

"Sit down and drink your tea. Don't think too much. Just let it go."

"My lineage has been going on for 150 years - my master's body is still in Arlington Cemetery, waiting for me to bring her back!"

"Your master is also my master."

"But you betrayed your master and ancestors!"

"..." An Ran lowered her eyes: "Take back what you said. I will assume you didn't say anything just now."

"Before you were twelve, we lived and ate together. At that time, Master loved you the most. After you were twelve, Master sent you back to Huanxi Temple. But now you have ignored her last wish. Yes! You went back, you are amazing! I am just a bastard with only a few dirty coins left. I offered you all my wealth in exchange for yours, but you didn't even look at me. But what about Master? What about Grand Master? An Ran - wake up! Huanxi Temple no longer has a master! You can make the decision!"

"Is this what you want to say? Huanxi Temple no longer has a master."

"..."

Qin Liuli opened her mouth, and after a long moment, she leaned back on the bench beside her and said, "That's not what I meant."

"You know, when the lady got into trouble, you were the first person I suspected."

"……not me."

"Who can prove it? The reason I restrained myself at that time was not because I couldn't do anything to those guys, but because I was afraid that if I did, you would be the first to die!"

"you--"

"Later it was proven that it wasn't you. I was happier than taking revenge. You asked for Tianxin, and I gave it to you. You asked for it back, and I showed you the way. What did I not help you with? In 96, in 99, did you really think it was your own ability? One trillion! That sounds so scary. Come on! Show us your wealth and see who is richer! I want to see how much of your one trillion is related to the temple!"

Qin Liuli looked away and insisted, "I raised Tianxin, you didn't give her to me."

"Hmph..." An Ran snorted coldly, but did not pursue the matter. She just picked up the teacup and continued drinking tea.

"You just said that if you do this, I will die... Are you serious?"

"You want to try?"

"I don't believe it - everyone is a grandmaster."

"That's why both Master Tai and Master wanted to come back. See clearly."

An Ran poured the half cup of tea in her hand into the air. The tea scattered the warm sunlight outside the window, crystalline and refracting the fragmented sunlight in the room.

In this fragmented sunlight, An Ran stood up, then paced back and forth in front of her, but disappeared from her sight.

Qin Liuli felt a sudden chill on his back, rustling along his spine to the top of his head, and all the hairs on his body seemed to stand up.

She raised her hand to touch her own sword, but the moment she touched the hilt, she felt a chill on her neck.

At this time, her eyes focused on the other person, and she saw An Ran again, who had been standing in front of her.

The other party just took a step and raised his hand, that's all.

"...What is this?" Qin Liuli let go of the hilt: "This is not fair!"

"It's hard to say. In the Japanese, this is called ninjutsu. In the West, this is called witchcraft. In China, this can be called illusion - or magic."

An Ran let go of her hand, and the broken pieces of Qin Liuli's teacup were placed on the table by her: "People will die if they are killed. This is the inherent fairness at all times."

Qin Liuli has a hundred theories to explain the other party's actions, such as light and shadow illusions, persistence of vision, and the human brain's self-deception of image cognition, but none of them can change the most intuitive fact - if An Ran takes action, she will die.

Anyone can see the moves of a 100-meter race champion: starting gun sounds, starting, running, and reaching the finish line - but how many people can actually do it to that extent?

This is also the confidence that Huanxiguan had in fighting against everything in the past and even now. No matter who she faces, she has the strength to fight one last time.

No one wants to offend such an ancient being, probably because when others think she has extreme lethality, she does have...

"Did you learn it in the temple?"

"The temple has everything. The traditions of various schools of thought have never been broken. I have only learned a little bit."

An Ran said, shaking her head: "And this is useless. What really works is that everyone is like a dragon. Miss wanted to try it in the beginning."

The welfare benefits of the Ai Group are very good. In essence, Alia's mother also wants to be a catfish in the business world and try to do something from the perspective of the general public.

Being strong alone is lonely, but if you want to cultivate others to become stronger, you have to consider that they also have to live and need food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

With better jobs, higher welfare benefits and better education and training, there will be greater possibilities for producing more talents.

So she would select employees from the Ai Group to send them for further studies, and would help stupid kids like Lei Fan become talents.

But before all this could develop to a certain extent, she died first...

The good thing is that the legacy is still there, and Alia was almost directly promoted to the position of chairman by the employees who had benefited from her in the past.

Therefore, An Ran did not mind that Alia did business with a charitable mentality. Whatever she did was fine, and it was in line with her mother's original idea.

If she becomes obsessed with money and does things only for the sake of profit, she will fall into the lower realms and be blinded by money.

Qin Liuli actually understands this principle, but after so many years of corruption by money and power, it can only be said that Qin Liuli has already found his own way.

She was no longer the little Liuli who was so close to her...

An Ran suddenly felt a little sad. Is money really that good?

Qin Liuli sat next to her. The two were silent for a long time before she took another teacup and said, "I'm sorry."

"You're not wrong, you're just seeing things from your perspective, just like me."

"I can help Alia. I can help her with many things."

"There's no need. What she develops on her own is hers. If you help her with everything, she will never grow up."

"…It is easy to dodge an open attack but difficult to guard against an arrow from the dark."

"It's hard to defend against anyone. I helped her defend once or twice, but can I defend her a hundred or a thousand times? She needs to slowly learn to face these things on her own."

"You really don't care?"

"As long as it's not out of the ordinary, I won't care. Some things are not suitable for her to know. She is still young."

"That's what I thought, too. That's why Tianxin doesn't know a lot about my businesses. He just thinks I run a farm... well, I do run a farm."

As the two were talking, Qin Liuli's men brought a document over: "Madam, there is a small problem."

"What little problem?" Qin Liuli took the document and flipped through it, then frowned: "Zijing - did you make a mistake?"

"Our people are still investigating, but these orders are indeed appearing in large numbers."

Qin Liuli handed the documents to An Ran: "Do you care about these?"

An Ran looked at it and then shook her head: "She will encounter more despicable means in the future. At least this one has a clear price tag. If it were another frame-up or even a honey trap, wouldn't it be more disgusting than these actions? Let her deal with it herself."

"You really don't care?"

"Well, whatever... Oh, by the way, send this to Princess Sirindhorn and tell her that it might be some agricultural product traders who are dissatisfied."

"...You said you would not care?"

"Did I care?"