No one has ever touched a piano and knows any music.
It's so ridiculous.
But at this point, Qiao Yimo will never reach her level.
Grandma Qingzhi laughed when she heard the words, "It's okay, you can learn if you don't, our granddaughter is so smart, we will definitely learn it soon."
"Grandma Qingzhi, don't laugh at me." Qiao Yimo rarely joked with her: "I won't go."
Hearing what Qiao Yimo said, Qiao Anchu's mouth twitched slightly.
Even if she knew herself well, she wouldn't be embarrassed.
.......
At night, Qiao Yimo returned to the bedroom and knocked on the computer again.
She looked at the series of numbers on the screen in a good mood.
The money in the Han Group's account was transferred in half.
"2 billion, let's buy a lesson." The girl's cherry lips lightly opened, revealing her small white teeth.
......
Early the next morning, Han Wei was sitting on a leather sofa drinking tea, a kind of lost joy surrounded him all morning.
Suddenly, the assistant outside the door pushed in, and the hot tea in Han Wei's hand almost fell on his lap.
"Why are you frizzy!" Han Wei's tone was very unhappy.
Being an assistant for so many years and being an intern is really bad.
"Han, President Han..." The assistant put his hands on his chest and said out of breath: "The finance department... there is another accident."
Han Wei frowned upon hearing this, "What's the matter?"
Could it be that any hacker who is not afraid of death came to their Han group to make trouble?
"Black, the hacker is here again?" The assistant hugged his chest and breathed.
"What?" Han Wei almost died of anger when he heard this.
Who the hell did he offend?
Fuck him again?
The assistant hung up and continued, "Mr. Han, go and take a look."
"Go go!" Han Wei flashed anger in his eyes and rushed to the Finance Department.
After arriving at the Finance Department, Han Wei felt a beam of thunder on his head as he watched the employees drooping their heads.
"What's the matter?" Han Wei was bloody in his stool.
All the employees did not dare to say anything. In the end, the supervisor risked his life and said: "The company's money has been drawn away...Two or two billion have been drawn away."
"Two billion?" Han Wei fainted directly.
Everyone present was so scared that they almost peeed their pants, and quickly called the emergency call.
In the senior ward of the hospital
Han Jia was in a hurry around the bed.
The moment Han Wei opened his eyes, he saw the policeman holding a pen and paper.
He immediately reflexively grabbed the policeman's hand and said angrily, "Choose, did you find the crap that took away the money from our group?"
The policeman held a pen with a dumb face, and only after a long while he asked: "Don't call the police if you have anything wrong."
"What's going to call the police? The 2 billion account of our group is gone!" Han Wei wondered why the police looked calm and calm.
Still talking about serving the people?
He seems to be nonsense.
The police looked at Han Wei, who was almost crazy, and shook his head in agreement and said to Han Jia: "You were sent to the wrong hospital. You should be sent to the next hospital."
It should be sent to a psychiatric hospital.
This guy obviously donated the money to charity, and now he regrets that he doesn't want to donate it.
He really looked down on this kind of person who likes to pretend to be coerced, but turns his head and regrets it.
After a while, the police in the ward left one after another.
Sitting on the hospital bed, Han Jia frowned and said very unhappy: "Dad, why do you want to donate our money!"
Two billion, not a small amount of money.
"What nonsense are you talking about, I don't have any money to donate!" Han Wei almost roared, "It must be the crap."
When Han Jia heard Han Wei's words, her eyes stared like bronze bells, and she couldn't set the channel: "Dad, but the police checked our company's bill just now and found that the 2 billion was donated to charity in batches!" JrNovels.com