In the building where the Swiss bank is located, Xu Yanghong had just finished opening an account and went to the smoking room to smoke a cigarette.

In a small board room, there was a table, and the exhaust fan was humming. Two friends who happened to be in the bank were also there.

"Hongzai, today, how many orders of business will you do?"

Xu Yanghong handed a cigarette to the fat and thin two, sat down, knocked the cigarette on the cigarette case, lit the beautiful puff, and then replied: "Make an order." The customer deposited 1,000 Hong Kong paper into the bank. ”

His passion for his clients is based on a work ethic. He has been in this industry for a long time, and he knows all the rules that he should know, maybe he looks at the sloppy old man as a hidden rich man? But if he wants to say that he can afford to look up to the Lu Ke who came here today, it is really not necessarily.

They also pretended to ask them if the Swiss bank had a text message to remind them of the business? How much money do you want to transfer in?

Look at the Lu Ke with two girls, one million Hong Kong dollars to the sky. That's what the bank looks like. He didn't even bother to take the initiative to maintain the relationship. A text message greeting during the New Year's holidays is already considered to be a good person.

was chatting about the economic news of the market and the lace of the bigwigs, Xu Yanghong's mobile phone suddenly rang, it was a call from his supervisor, "You decrepit boy, where are the people? Come over quickly." Director Parsson wants to see you. ”

"I'm coming. Xu Yanghong was shocked, this is a big boss. He was rarely seen, so he quickly extinguished the cigarette and rushed to the office of Parson, director of the 12th floor of the Swiss Bank and general manager of the Asia-Pacific region.

Then figure out the situation. He handled a client who had just opened an account and transferred $1 billion through an overseas account.

Xu Yanghong felt like he was beeping a dog. $1 billion! Thankfully, he didn't make any unusual moves when he opened the account. Some of his peers were still a little condescending when they faced Lu Ke.

Parsson, a somewhat short middle-aged man, sat behind his desk smoking a cigar, and after understanding the situation, he instructed: "Owen, you go and contact him with Erwin now, and make sure that he feels the excellent service of our UBS." ”

Customers at this level, as long as the source of funds is legitimate, he should also pay attention.

"Yes, Mr. Parson. ”

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The Bank of China Tower is a landmark building in Central, Hong Kong Island. The total construction area is 129,000 square meters, with 70 floors above ground. The height of the building is 315 meters. Designed by renowned Chinese-American architect I.M. Pei, it was the tallest building in Asia at the time.

It resembles a rising bamboo, symbolizing strength, vitality, strength and enterprising spirit, and the granite façade of the base represents the Great Wall, symbolizing China. He has won a number of architectural design awards. A real landmark.

Jing Gao took Xiao Qiao, Wu Jingshu, and Fu Ye to stand downstairs in the Bank of China Building and walked in.

If he had come here in the nineties or the beginning of the century, he might have felt a little admired. But at this moment, the motherland is changing with each passing day, and the high-rise buildings in Asia are monopolized by us.

The top four floors and the 19th floor of the base of the Bank of China Tower are all office buildings of Bank of China Hong Kong, and the other floors are rented out, and more than 100 companies of all sizes have offices in the Bank of China Tower.

Wei Chenjun's office is also located here, on the 40th floor. With bright tempered glass doors, the office area is designed in a grey style and is spacious.

The little girl who led the way was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, petite, wearing a fashionable khaki bag hoarding long skirt with an S curve, attracting the attention of the traders in the company, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing, please here!"

It can be seen that Wei Chenjun's company does not have the kind of professional clothes of financial companies, and they all wear their own clothes. The style goes well with her office area.

Wei Chenjun was sitting behind his desk for a while. At this point, she almost had to go to bed after work. She wears a white business T-shirt with lapels and a black mid-skirt. I didn't wear stockings, but the pink and smooth calf under the skirt when I got up to greet him looked better than wearing stockings.

"Mr. Jing, hello!" Wei Chenjun shook hands with Jing Gao, beckoned him to sit down, asked the assistant and Xiao Qiao to go to the capital verification together, poured a cup of coffee for Jing Gao, said a few words of greeting, and answered Jing Gao's question: "

In the case of stocks, futures, and bonds, many times it depends on personal ability. Creativity is required. So, I didn't have my employees wear professional attire. ”

What is this? The company on Wall Street provides the last name and pronunciation. Anyone who has seen the movie "The Wolf of Wall Street" knows about it. She's seen firsthand how those traders seek thrills.

The truth is more absurd than in the movie!

Idaka smiled and nodded, drinking coffee, which tasted a little bitter. He didn't even understand red wine and tea, let alone coffee. Then he said: "Mr. Wei, is there any white sugar?"

“sorry。 Wei Chenjun smiled lightly and said, "I'm used to making coffee for people." He got up and went to the coffee machine in the corner to look for sugar, and then turned around and said, "Do you want milk?"

"Add a little more. ”

Here is a few words of chat, and the capital verification is over.

No matter how comfortable Wei Chenjun was on the surface, he talked and laughed with Jing Gao, but he couldn't hide the shock. At the age of twenty-seven, she really wanted to ask Jing Gao which big family he came from.

The little assistant prepared the contract in Chinese and English, Wu Jingshu reviewed it there, Wei Chenjun got up from behind the desk, sat on the hospitality sofa with Jing Gao, held the coffee cup, and said with a slightly exposed teeth: "Mr. Jing, I will do it according to your requirements." ”

We talked about it at dinner yesterday. Jinggao's funds came in, not just to ask Wei Chenjun to help operate and make money, but more importantly, Jinggao hoped to block certain stocks. Therefore, Wei Chenjun needs to wait for his news.

Itaka smiled and nodded, "It may have to wait." ”

The purpose of his coming to Hong Kong Island was to kill Zhao Canglong with an "off-the-board move". The fat man who jumped up and down, he didn't pay attention to it at all. To put it mildly, it's just a small grasshopper.

Dong Lingxi's beautiful woman used the fat man as a "touchstone", and she wanted to weigh his weight. Zhao Canglong used this fat man as a "turret" on the chessboard and blasted at him.

As for him, he and Dong Lingxi were vain and wronged, pretending not to be aware of Zhao Canglong's thoughts. But in my heart I thought the whole big!

If you put the backstage of the fat man of the horse Zhao Gongzi down, it will be much easier to clean up the fat man. What age is it now? The fat man openly threatened to let him get into a car accident on the road, this style of doing things, will not be right all these years?

What he has to do now is to know the stocks that Zhao Canglong has invested in.

He certainly won't get this information. But there is one person who may get it: Zhong Qiming, who has just been promoted to vice president of the Bank of Beijing. Or, to be more specific, behind him, Dong Lingxi's ex-husband Fan Yang.

As he spoke, the contract was signed. Wei Chenjun got up and sent Jinggao to the door of the company, where Erwin and Owen, the heads of the investment department of the Swiss Bank, were already waiting at the elevator entrance.