To be honest, eating Western food is a kind of meticulous work, unlike eating Chinese food, eating is a comfortable, colorful, flavorful, and satisfying feeling.

Western food, eating is elegant, is the atmosphere.

But for Liang Yongfa, the amount is small and he can't eat enough.

A bowl of soup, a steak, a little bread, death is expensive, and you can't fill your stomach, I really don't know why so many people are still flocking to it.

I managed to make it to the end of dinner.

Song Zhichao crossed the knife and fork in his hand on the plate, motioned for the waiter to come over, and asked the waiter to remove the used cutlery.

Liang Yongfa and Dai Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, and they could finally get to the point.

Xiong Yaohua also breathed a sigh of relief, and the business finally began.

Song Zhichao took out the cigarette and wanted to let it smoke, only to remember that this was a high-end Western restaurant, which was forbidden to smoke, so he put away the cigarette case again, habitually clamped one in his hand, but did not light it.

The hand holding the cigarette tapped lightly on the dining table, Song Zhichao glanced at Xiong Yaohua, then looked at Liang Yongfa and said: "I invite you to come over this time for specific matters, it is estimated that Boss Xiong has already told you, and I will not repeat it here, if Director Liang you agree, then our Song Group will officially raise 200 million yuan from Boss Xiong's real estate company." ”

Liang Yongfa said with a smile: "This relationship is good, originally, our branch has a cooperative relationship with Boss Xiong, but not long ago due to some accidents, this cooperation has been terminated, so our branch will not stop your cooperation." Although Mr. Song was relieved--- "It's a package ticket."

Song Zhichao nodded, "That's good, what I'm most afraid of is that there will be an accident in the process of cooperation, as you know, financing is not trivial, although it is not much to take out 200 million at once, but it also depends on the result, right?"

200 million is not much?

Liang Yongfa: "......"

Dai Xiaoqiang: "......"

They are going to re-examine this Mr. Song, is it true that Hong Kong people are so rich?

Seeing that the two were stunned, Song Zhichao continued: "I like to go straight to things, since everyone has a commitment, OK, now I will hand over the financing money to Boss Xiong---Oh yes, this is not Hong Kong, you can't transfer money casually, but it's okay......"

As he spoke, he saw Song Zhichao reach into his arms, take out a stack of checks, and then look at Liang Yongfa and them: "Who has a pen?"

In this era, people like Liang Yongfa will insert a pen in their pocket at any time in order to advertise themselves as high-level intellectuals, so when Song Zhichao asked, Liang Yongfa snapped, pulled out his pen from his jacket pocket, and handed it over.

Song Zhichao said thank you, took the brush, signed a series of numbers on the check, and then tore it off, but did not hand it to Xiong Yaohua, but handed it to Liang Yongfa with the borrowed pen and said: "Driver, this is Zhonghai, if you want to transfer 200 million, I am afraid that you need a favor from Director Liang, transfer it from HSBC to your branch, as for the handling fee, it will be according to your side." ”

Liang Yongfa: "......"

It's so simple to transfer 200 million?

The handling fee is tens of thousands!

Isn't it a joke?!

I hurriedly took the check, and when I saw it, it was really from the Hong Kong HSBC bank, and they also had business dealings with HSBC in terms of transfers, and the transfer fees were not low, the problem was---

Liang Yongfa held the check, still wondering if it was real or fake?

200 million, just casually.

Give the check in his hand to Dai Xiaoqiang.

Team Leader Dai is also a little blindsided.

He couldn't understand the realm of the rich in Hong Kong--- how he could take out 200 million yuan and take out two cents, as if he didn't even blink his eyes.

Shaking his head, Dai Xiaoqiang said that he couldn't tell whether the check was real or fake.

Liang Yongfa was a little embarrassed, looking at Xiong Yaohua, who was still waiting for his reply, he could only smile dryly: "We still need to go back to verify this check--- ashamed, although we have some business dealings with HSBC, but not much." ”

Xiong Yaohua didn't speak, in fact, he didn't expect Song Zhichao to take out 200 million yuan for himself so quickly--- he thought that it would take two or three days, three or four days, and he would make a decision after inspecting his company, but now, ...... Super boss!

Song Zhichao's actions made Xiong Yaohua grateful, and felt that Mr. Song was too righteous, too benevolent, and anxious, knowing that he was currently short of money and living like a year, so he took out 200 million so boldly.

That's 200 million, and I don't know how long it will be delayed if I replace it.

Seeing that Xiong Yaohua's eyes were red, he almost cried, Song Zhichao handed over a piece of tissue and said, "Director Liang has already said that he will transfer money to you as soon as possible, don't worry." ”

Xiong Yaohua's eyes were grateful, and he only nodded his head with "uh-huh".

Song Zhichao saw that the matter was almost over, so he got up and picked up his suit jacket and said: "I'm sorry, everyone, I still have some things, I have to leave first--- you sit down for a while, I ordered dessert for you, it's very good, let's leave after eating." ”

Everyone saw Song Zhichao coming and going in a hurry, and hurriedly got up to see him off.

Song Zhichao thanked everyone, said goodbye to everyone, and left the restaurant.

......

Suddenly, dessert will come.

But it is a very exquisite and chic Western-style small cake, red strawberries, with white cream, decorated with fruit petals, which is very beautiful.

Liang Yongfa and Dai Xiaoqiang didn't have a full stomach, and besides, the food in this Western restaurant is expensive, so if they don't eat it for nothing, they won't eat it if they order it.

Xiong Yaohua is in a high mood now, feeling that everything he eats is fragrant, and when this dessert comes up, he eats a mouth full of cream.

Xiong Yaohua ate happily, but Liang Yongfa was preoccupied.

For Mr. Song, who left, he is now full of curiosity.

Taking out 200 million is like playing, such a super-rich person, if he can make friends, it will definitely be of great help to his future performance.

So, Liang Yongfa began to ask Xiong Yaohua about the bottom of the matter with a pleasant face, and inquired about Song Zhichao's details.

Xiong Yaohua didn't hide it, he told Song Zhichao in detail--- in fact, he didn't know much about Song Zhichao's true identity, he only knew what he was the president of Hong Kong Wanda Trading Company, and the president of Hong Kong Phantom Entertainment, and now he is still the big boss of Zhonghai Ericsson Group Company, with too many identities, he is also a little confused.

Liang Yongfa kept these in mind, and waited for him to go back and verify it through his partners in Hong Kong--- he had to figure it out, Song Zhichao stimulated him too much, and he still felt very suffocated by the stimulus.

Uh-ha – shouldn't you go to the toilet?

Liang Yongfa got up to go to the bathroom, and Xiong Yaohua hurriedly got up to accompany him.

Liang Yongfa joked, "Are you afraid that I will take 200 million yuan and run away, and I won't transfer money to you." ”

Xiong Yaohua smiled and said, "Since Mr. Song can trust you, then I can trust you too." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, Liang Yongfa couldn't help but blush a little.

You must know that he had "treacherously" to Xiong Yaohua once before, and unilaterally ended the contract between the branch and Xiong Yaohua--- although it was only a verbal agreement, but doing business is about integrity, isn't it?

On the other hand, Mr. Song, just seeing himself for the first time and knowing himself, handed over the transfer task of 200 million to himself, what kind of trust is this?

Liang Yongfa was touched, something stuck in his throat, he wanted to say it, but he couldn't say it at the moment.