Chapter 180 I’m used to it, too lazy to change (1)
An Zhenxiong stared at An Ci for a while and said in a deep voice, "Have you made up your mind?"
An Ci nodded.
"You don't want a company, you want a casino?" An Zhenxiong asked.
An Ci nodded without hesitation, "Yeah."
"I can agree to your request, but there is a condition." An Zhenxiong said with a meaningful tone.
An Ci's intuition told her that her grandfather would definitely not say anything good next.
She asked tentatively, "What conditions?"
"I'll give you the casino, but if you don't manage it well and lose money, you'll have to make up for it yourself," An Zhenxiong said. "Also, if the casino's profits don't double within a year, you'll have to go back to work at the company."
Isn't it just one condition? How did it become two?
An Ci tried to change his mind, "Grandpa, can the last condition be changed to something else?"
An Zhenxiong glanced at her, the words "no negotiation" almost carved on his face, "If you continue to bargain, you can go straight to work at the company."
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, a trace of regret flashed in An Ci's eyes, and he nodded in agreement resignedly.
The others breathed a sigh of relief and were very satisfied with the result that An Ci did not take over the company.
For a moment, everyone looked at their "vase" young master with unprecedented kindness, and even took the initiative to praise An Ci.
"It's rare for the young master to be so humble at such a young age. He will surely achieve great things in the future."
One person took the lead, and the others followed suit.
"Of course. The young master is extremely intelligent. It will be a good idea to leave the casino in his hands."
"With the personal guidance of the Patriarch, the young master will become a great man sooner or later."
An Ci looked at everyone praising him, with no extra expression on his face. The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and the smile did not reach his eyes, which looked casual and distant.
If she took over the company today, these people would not be smiling as they are now. They would probably attack her in the next second and do something behind her back.
A blessing in disguise, after this incident, her useless character is stable, at least she can live a peaceful life in the short term.
Unexpectedly, the result would be like this. The elders looked at An Ci with helplessness, as if they were disappointed in him.
She gave up such a big company and went to run a casino. I asked her if she was stupid.
However, the head of the family agreed, so even if they felt it was inappropriate, they couldn't say anything more.
The meeting wasn't over yet, and An Zhenxiong asked the younger generation to leave first. When An Ci heard that they could leave, he stood up and said, "Everyone, take your time chatting. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, she walked away gracefully. An Zhenxiong saw her impatient look, and he was so angry that his old face turned black.
As soon as An Ci came out of the conference room, An Yiyao and others followed him out.
"Xiao Ci." Anyang caught up with her and called her.
An Ci stopped and turned to look at them, his eyes slightly curved, revealing a bit of innocence that seemed to be ignorant of the world.
"Auntie Hong made a cake, do you want to eat it?"
Anyang looked at her with a hint of envy in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Don't you get tired of eating cake every other day?"
An Ci raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "No, Aunt Hong made a new cake today, it's different from the previous ones."
Anyang felt funny and helpless. While others were racking their brains to fight for power and profit, she was only interested in eating, drinking and having fun.
Just like when I was a child, innocent and naive.
But he was quite envious of her.
An Jianwen smiled slightly, "Does it mean everyone who listens gets a share?"
Before he finished speaking, a sarcastic voice came from the side.
"It's just a piece of cake. Who cares if you treat it like you haven't eaten it before?"
An Yiyao looked at his brother who started to make trouble again and couldn't help but feel a headache, "Yiheng."
An Ci looked at the boy in the light blue shirt and scoffed, "Did I say I'd treat you?"
"Can you please stop being so sentimental?"
Even as he grew up, An Yiheng's temper had not changed much and he would explode at the slightest provocation.
Just like now, he gnashed his teeth in anger and yelled, "Who cares if you treat me?"
Fortunately, the castle has good sound insulation, otherwise the shout would have been heard in the conference room.
An Yiyao was worried that the situation might get out of hand, so he grabbed An Yiheng's arm and warned him in a low voice, "Yiheng, don't forget where you are. Don't act like a spoiled brat."
In terms of status, An Ci is the young master, and even their father has to be respectful to her on the surface, not to mention them.
Fortunately, An Ci didn't make a fuss with Yiheng. If it were someone else, he would have been beaten for being so unreasonable over and over again.
An Yiheng turned his face away and said nothing, his whole body exuding a "rebellious" aura.
In his opinion, An Ci was useless in every aspect except that he was better at reincarnation than them. To put it bluntly, he was a hopeless person.
Why are they all a hundred times better than her? Just because she has the status of a young master, they have to be suppressed by her. He just doesn't accept it.
An Yiyao let go of his hand, turned to look at An Ci, and smiled apologetically, "Xiao Ci, I'm sorry, I apologize on Yiheng's behalf."
An Yiheng couldn't stand the fact that her own brother was inferior to her in front of An Ci, and couldn't help but speak again, "Brother, don't..."
"Shut up." An Yiyao interrupted him, his expression suddenly becoming stern. "If you continue like this, get back here right now."
An Yiheng stood still, lowered his head, a trace of unwillingness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and at the same time, his resentment towards An Ci deepened.
"Xiao Ci, here are the concert tickets." An Jianwen pulled out an invitation from his coat pocket and handed it to her with a gentle smile. "Remember to come."
An Ci took it and opened it in front of him, "It's a must."
"Then we'll go together to show our support for you," Anyang said with a smile. "A whole row of flower baskets, is that enough for you?"
An Jianwen chuckled, "Forget about the appearance, just your presence is enough."
"That won't work. To honor Brother Wen, we need at least two rows of flower baskets." An Ci put away the invitation and jokingly said, "Right, Anyang."
Anyang smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes."
An Jianwen looked at the two of them and smiled helplessly. His eyes noticed the watch on An Ci's hand, and the curve of his mouth froze slightly.
"Xiao Ci, why don't you wear the watch I gave you on your birthday?" he asked casually.
An Ci twitched his lips, "I'm used to it, too lazy to change."
An Jianwen smiled but said nothing, not harping on the topic, but he felt mixed emotions deep down.
Over the years, whether it was him, Anyang, or others, they all gave her watches, but he had never seen her take off the watch on her hand.
It can be seen that the owner of the watch that gave her means so much to her that it is incomparable to any of them.
"Come on, everyone knows that your watch is precious." Anyang exposed it bluntly.
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