She picked up a teacup and threw it over, "I gave you face, didn't I?"
"Bang."
The teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
The atmosphere was frozen.
Everyone was stunned where they were, as if they had never imagined that their "vase" young master had such a tough side.
Li Xing came to his senses and realized that he had been intimidated by a brat. He felt a little embarrassed. "Young Master, honest advice may be hard to hear, but we are doing this for you and the casino. Even if you are dissatisfied, there is no need to be so angry."
He looked like he was worried sick, and people who didn't know him would think he was very loyal.
An Ci wanted to applaud his good acting skills.
She sneered, "Don't talk so nicely, you are just thinking about your own wallet."
The blunt words hit the nail on the head, instantly changing everyone's expression.
Not in the mood to listen to their rambling, An Ci glanced at Dali and said, "Dali, divide the things."
What's the difference?
Everyone was confused, and then they saw Dali walking over with a stack of file bags, and they had an inexplicable foreboding feeling in their hearts.
"Don't worry, everyone will have a share. This young master is never partial."
An Ci watched their varied expressions leisurely, a playful smile on his lips.
It would have been fine if she hadn't said anything, but once she did, everyone felt even more uneasy.
An Ci lowered his head and looked at his wrist out of habit, then belatedly remembered that he had taken off his watch a while ago.
At this time, Dali had finished distributing the file bags.
Just as An Ci said, everyone has a share and no one is left out.
However, no one dared to open it.
Li Xing looked at An Ci's harmless face and couldn't figure out what she was up to.
"Young Master, what's in this file bag?" he asked tentatively.
Others pricked up their ears quietly.
An Ci smiled, but his eyes were cold. "You'll know if you open it and take a look."
Li Xing frowned and opened the file bag, which contained a thick stack of information.
He pulled out half of it and glanced at the contents. His expression changed, and before anyone else could look, he stuffed the thing back into the briefcase.
The others looked at him with a slightly panicked expression, confused, and curiosity drove them to open the file bags in their hands.
Soon, everyone's faces turned pale. They hurriedly put the file bag away and put it in their arms. The look in their eyes when they looked at An Ci was no longer as careless as before, but there was a hint of fear.
How could that be?
Where did she get this evidence? They were obviously doing it very secretly...
An Ci occasionally touched Fugui's head, his voice cold, "I understand everyone's desire to make money, but people should know how to be content. Don't stretch your claws too far when it's not yours."
Li Xing was anxious to defend himself, "Young Master, please listen to my explanation..."
"Shhh."
An Ci interrupted him, his clear eyes narrowed slightly, his expression cold and indifferent. "There's no need for explanations, and I don't have time to listen. Life or money? It's your choice. Oh, and by the way, I think you haven't visited the An family's torture hall yet. If anyone wants to go, just tell me. I promise to make arrangements for you."
When they heard the word "punishment hall", everyone's faces turned pale. No matter how stupid they were, they should know what kind of place the An family punishment hall was. Entering there was like stepping into hell with both feet, and there was no coming back.
An Ci picked up his phone, checked the time, and stood up. "I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer before tomorrow morning. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
She took a step forward, and Dali and Fugui followed on her left and right.
When passing by Li Xing and his group, Fugui suddenly howled at them.
"roar."
The tiger's roar was deafening, and Li Xing and his group almost had a heart attack.
Only after Fugui left did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
"Brother Li, do we really have to do what she says?" one of them asked.
The money has already gone into their pockets, and you still want them to spit it out. That doesn't make sense.
Li Xing's face was gloomy. "What else can I do? Do you want to go to the torture chamber?"
Depend on.
I really underestimated that pretty boy.
Another person analyzed, "Perhaps this is the intention of the head of the family. He is just using the young master to establish her authority. What does she, a mere figurehead, know?"
The others thought what he said made some sense, but if the head of the family knew, it would be even worse than the young master's. The head of the family knew that if they dared not to obey, they would really have no way out, and that was death.
…
After coming out of the casino, An Ci asked Dali to send Fugui back first. She wanted to go to a concert and couldn't take him with her.
Dali drove away, and An Ci walked to the roadside to wait for Eric to come pick her up.
She looked down at her phone when suddenly a silver luxury car stopped in front of her.
It was Eric's voice, "Xiao Ci, get in the car."
An Ci put away his phone, walked forward to open the car door, bent down to get in the car, and suddenly met a pair of ink-like eyes.
She was stunned for a few seconds, then turned to look at the person in the driver's seat and said in a sinister tone, "Ai, Rui, Ke."
Seeing her glare through the rearview mirror, Eric quickly shifted the blame, "It's none of my business. He was the one who insisted on coming along."
An Ci snorted coldly, turned around and prepared to get out of the car, but was grabbed by a big hand.
"Where are you going?"
An Ci said, "Sit in the front."
Shen Mo's eyes flashed with helplessness, "Will you lose a piece of meat if you sit with me?"
An Ci skipped his question and said, "Let go."
Shen Mo looked at her cold profile, reached out and picked up the paper bag beside him, and stuffed it directly into An Ci's arms, "Try your favorite strawberry milkshake."
An Ci was stunned, and Shen Mo took the opportunity to pull the car door shut.
Eric was very perceptive and immediately started the car and left, not giving An Ci any chance to react.
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