Ten years ago, Qi Dongwu was the proud son of the sky who won the gold medal in the Olympiad and entered high school, and he was the seed student used to break the myth of Peking University and Tsinghua University in the small county town in the northeast, and Chen Fusheng was the poor egg who learned English in junior high school and hated it the most, and he liked winter and hated summer the most, because he could deal with ten days and half a month with a big pot of pickles in winter, and he had to buy vegetables in the school cafeteria every day in summer. Ten years ago, Chen Fusheng walked beside Qi Dongwu is the light of rice grains against Haoyue, maybe in the eyes of the childlike who sat back in his position, ten years later, this gap is only getting bigger and bigger, opening a huge gap.

Qi Dongwu liked the feeling of being in control, and his greatest joy as a child was to bring out a large number of models of World War II ships for simulated naval battles, arranging the formations according to the range, speed and armor thickness of each ship, even when he was almost thirty years old, he still kept them in his office, because of the geometric growth of economic conditions, he also purchased many limited edition battleship models, and his dream of collecting all the battleships, cruisers and aircraft carriers of the World War II World Navy was completed. Chess pieces, not extremely conceited people, people with great ambitions will not regard others as chess pieces, Qi Dongwu likes to play chess pieces in real life, and now the first man in the field of public and private equity in Nanjing next to him is a chess piece, Qi Dongwu seems to be restrained and modest, but he is extremely proud to answer one question after another, as if all problems are solved in front of him, admiration in the eyes of men, amazement in women's eyes, since he is sensible, it is not strange. Maybe in response to that sentence, there is a great woman behind a successful man, the childlike innocence behind the sharp-edged Qi Dongwu is like a beautiful vase, harmless to people and animals, Chu Chu is moving, very lined with the dazzling light of men, she will definitely not become the focus.

Not only is Sun Hui of JETCO Harvest curious about the future development prospects of Qi Dongwu, every man here who mixes public and private equity regards Qi Dongwu as a pointing point, and Li Shishan, the largest veteran of public offering, will definitely not engage in private placement, so this will be the king of public offering in the past two years, Qi Dongwu is going to stay, representing the trend of the public offering investment director-level boss, they are small fish and shrimp to follow the trend, public offering, stocks, after achieving a certain level, in the final analysis, it is still the political axe to win the world, Qi Dongwu is best at the political axe pulse, As soon as it is accurate, this public offering tiger wants to switch to private placement and special account financial management, which will undoubtedly cause a big shock in the whole circle, and the "Guiding Opinions on the Management of Investment Management Personnel of Fund Management Companies" issued at the beginning of the year is not a qualified mantra at all.

Qi Dongwu didn't know what this group of people was thinking, and said with a smile: "A saturated market, when most people leave the market, it is a signal of a turnaround. Whether to go or stay, you have to combine your own actual situation, the first person who says that the beauty is a flower hugs the beauty, and the second and third may not work. It is certainly the general trend for the state and fund management to protect the interests of small fund holders, and my opinion is that if you want to live a stable life, you should work hard in the public offering, and the miserable end of switching to private equity is not one or two. ”

The words are very ambiguous, Qi Dongwu didn't plan to dig out his heart at all, who would have thought that he came to Nanjing this time to pave the way for withdrawing from the public offering in the future. Can go hand in hand with Li Shishan, Qi Dongwu will not have a headache at all The negative effects of the fund company's excessive enthusiasm for short-term rankings, but doing public offerings, too many constraints, Qi Dongwu does not want to waste his talent on personnel relations, the most important thing is that the risks and rewards of public fund managers are seriously unequal, Qi Dongwu seems to have infinitely good scenery, and he can earn an ordinary villa in a quasi-first-tier city in a year, which is definitely not the remuneration that a king of public offering should get, and the reason why it has not been torn up to now, It is because there is his master in the company, and there is Bole who led him into the company and recently quit the front line.

Qi Dongwu, who is not tall and strong, is a tiger cub with an unlimited future in the field of securities investment, in his words, if he can find one or two like-minded helpers, it is like a tiger with wings, and China may not be able to have its own quantum fund.

Qi Dongwu was full of ambition, and his chest was like a tiger.

Even if Chen Fusheng ate the three bowls of Northeast dumplings made by Huang Danqing himself at the Qian family, he was still unambiguous at the dinner, anyway, he had nothing to do with the bidding of all kinds of good products, Fang Jie, the well-deserved helmsman of Qinghe Group, used 180,000 yuan to bid for a chrysanthemum stone inkstone, Cheng Yuanfang was originally interested in a Tang Dynasty Rui beast pattern mirror, and bid many times, but was inserted by Gong Xiaoju when he wanted to succeed, Cheng Yuanfang knew that she was purely troublemaker, so she did not raise the price, and then did not raise her hand to bid, Gong Xiaoju's money was of course from Li Xiongluan's wallet afterwards, In the final analysis, it is Cheng Yuanfang's money, this kind of grievance is lost no matter how it fights, and Cheng Yuanfang does not fight.

Ji Jing photographed a set of 8 Yuhua stones produced in Lingyan Mountain, Jiangsu, and regardless of the temperament, the face is more delicate than Chen Yuanshu's big beauty Zhou Jingzhen also successfully bid for a pair of Shoushan stone seals, there were originally a few men who have coveted exquisite seals for a long time out of appreciation for Zhou Jingzhen's beauty, just symbolizing that the surname raised his hand once and no longer blindly raised the price, so that Zhou Jingzhen successfully won the seal, these beauties' personal bidding directly ignited the atmosphere of the audience, who does not want to express their strong capital strength under the premise of being able to do so, 80 pieces of good products without first-class auctions, basically far beyond the estimate, and so on the last piece of Ming Jiajing Fu word square red plate finally fell to 360,000 flowers, a total of 15.87 million funds were raised, the bidding process was enthusiastic, there was no unsuccessful auction, there was no trace of false bidding, Qian Zixiang and Chen Chunlei both showed a satisfied smile, so that this group of businessmen and celebrities willing to take out money to benefit one party, it is also a merit. When the bidding began, Huang Yangshen made a phone call, the topic he discussed with this young henchman was either yin people or cutting people, how dare he answer the phone in front of a table of people, and quietly came to the corridor aisle, and found him standing outside sweating profusely, with a mysterious smile on his face, Chen Fusheng smiled: "What, you kid still want to have a nest and rob the Jinling Hotel?" ”

Huang Yangshen, who was panting, breathed steadily, and said, "Brother Chen, sister-in-law said that she can't come, but she will give you a surprise, you hurry in, don't miss the show." ”

Chen Fusheng wondered, "Explain it to me clearly." ”

Huang Yangshen smiled excitedly: "Brother Chen, my sister-in-law said that I can't leak the secret in advance, you just beat me to death, and I won't say it." ”

Chen Fusheng scolded with a smile: "The kid turned his elbow out so quickly. ”

When Huang Yangshen laughed, his two eyes narrowed, a subtle arc, like a fox, very tasteful, no wonder he could be invincible in love, he wiped a handful of sweat and said anxiously: "Brother Chen, you hurry in." It's not too late to clean up and wait for me to come out, and if you want me to jump the Yangtze River, I will definitely not jump Xuanwu Lake. ”

As soon as Chen Fusheng re-entered the hall, he saw that the man who was presiding over the auction was beckoned by the person in charge to whisper, and then returned to the stage with a smile on his face, and his voice was raised by an octave, and the voice could almost be regarded as loud, extremely shocking, and said: "I have good news here to announce to you that we have just received an urgent gift to participate in the auction. ”

Originally, all the characters who thought that the dinner party ended were quiet again, I don't know which one the organizer sang, they were not very satisfied with the last piece of the red plate that only sold 360,000 blessings, and felt that the weight was not enough, and it was used as the finale to make the auction of the whole night look anticlimactic, it was not a small flaw, and sure enough, the real finale is only late now, looking at the lot still holding the pipa and half covering the face, even the two old men Qian Zixiang and Chen Chunlei think that it is extraordinary, is it a national treasure-level heavy weapon?

Qi Dongwu, who did not raise his hand once during the whole process, also cheered up and wanted to see the true face of Lushan.

The host said loudly: "This is a cursive script, Chen Liang's "Sending Xin You'an and Seeing Huaiyun" by Chen Liang of the Southern Song Dynasty, the creator is Mr. Chen Fusheng, the manager of the human resources department of Qinghe Group. ”

The audience laughed dumbly and looked at each other.

Is this joke a little too big?

Isn't he a veteran of calligraphy in the Chinese Writers Association, but he dares to make the finale at the charity dinner? Aren't you afraid to laugh and be generous? Just when most people thought it was a prank, Old Man Qian picked up a glass of wine, drank slowly, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and remained silent, Chen Chunlei did not have the slightest intention of making fun of him, perhaps influenced by the two heavyweight bosses, the people at the deepest table in their city were the first to stop the noise and quieted down, just like the two elders, and Chen Yuanshu Fang Jie, who was familiar with Chen Fusheng, these high-ranking women who were very well-known in Nanjing also paid attention, ignoring the jokes around them that ridiculed Chen Fusheng with the greatest malice.

"Is it that funny?" He Jian sneered and said in a deep voice, glancing at the group of friends around him who didn't know the depth of Chen Fusheng. Clearly feeling He Jian's dissatisfaction, the people at the table who were not bad at observing words and looking at the eyes also closed their mouths, He Jian began to look for Chen Fusheng's figure on the table at the front of the hall, but he didn't find the figure of the young man, he didn't think it was a wise move to laugh at all A man who dared to single out Wang Ameng, everyone was mixed in Nanjing, how difficult was it to give the Nanjing Gang a long face in front of the Beijing-Tianjin Dayan? The more he thought about it, the more angry He Jian became, usually fighting in the nest, dragging the family and wanting to move out his grandfather's grandfather to suppress others, who dared to take a breath from Wang Fatzi and Xiao Taohua?

"A little bit of comedy?" Li Xiongluan said with a smile, as a Hong Kong person, he certainly has no shortage of entertainment spirit.

Cheng Yuanfang took a piece of food with an expressionless face, and lowered his head with a look of disdain for his man's short-sightedness.

Gong Xiaoju was thoughtful.

The childlike heart snuggled up to Qi Dongwu changed color slightly, and her intuition told her that this might not be a funny thing.

(To be continued)