399 Pike Avenue, New York, USA.

In the sky above the Citigroup Building, in a multimedia conference room.

Citibank's global chief executive, Medina Mora, was in front of a multimedia canvas, pointing to a document projected on a projector, and stood there talking solemnly.

William Rhodes, chairman of the board of directors of Citigroup, sat quietly at the chairman's table, quietly listening to the explanations of his subordinates, and at the conference table in front of him, there were as many as 40 members of the board of directors and the presidents of the group's companies sitting in two rows.

Everyone listened quietly to Medina's analysis, the woman was about fifty years old, but the shrewd merchant was always more and more cunning, and there was always a youthful sharpness to be found in her brow.

“…… Although Mr. Zhang is an honorary advisor, this time we are facing a state machine, and once the Chinese royal family is angered, our business in China is very likely to be completely suppressed. ”

"Besides, Mr Zhang has not done or supervised the completion of any meaningful projects for Citi, I think in terms of rescue, we can slow down, strictly speaking, the cost of our rescue is too high now, after all, almost all fans around the world are working hard for him, which is already easy to anger the Chinese royal family, and our rescue now is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire."

"Mr. Zhang's popularity in the world is unparalleled, he is a superstar, his own worth is comparable to the top 100 super-rich people in the Forbes rankings, his influence is too great, and now the rescue is worth the loss, if it is five or three years later, we may be able to exchange the price for Mr. Zhang's freedom."

Medina talked eloquently, if it weren't for the frown on her neck that revealed her age, Medina around fifty years old was indeed an elite beauty in the workplace.

All the staff members next to him nodded secretly, thinking that Medina's words made sense.

"Mr. Zhang is very young, so he shouldn't be able to wait for the next three or five years." Someone exited.

Only Shi Wenlong, the general manager of the Washington branch, stood up, ignored the attention of Medina and others, and reported directly to William, the chairman of the board: "I'm sorry, boss, I think it's time to show Citi's sincerity." ”

Shi Wenlong's face was a little anxious, this group of rotten bitches who don't understand anything, they still need to hesitate to rescue Zhang Heng, and they still have to worry about this and that, Zhang Heng is a person who holds the token of "Wang Hui", and it is possible to become a member of "Wang Hui" in the future, and the current effort, once Zhang Heng approves it, the one will be a huge reward in the future!

He was about to continue talking, but was stopped by the aging President William.

William's hair was a little gray, he waved his hand, and said in a hoarse throat: "Dragon, I already understand your thoughts, but, can you guarantee that Mr. Zhang will become a person there in the future?" ”

Everybody's stunned, people there?

Where?

Some people looked thoughtfully at Shi Wenlong and the boss William, and they both stopped for the time being.

There is another hidden truth in this, without knowing the specific process, no one dares to refute the boss's meaning.

Medina's eyes flickered, could it be that there was something about Mr. Zhang's information that she didn't understand?

Faced with William's question, Shi Wenlong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

No one can guarantee that Zhang Heng will definitely become a member of the "Wang Hui", but one thing that Shi Wenlong is sure of is that Zhang Heng holds a token of Doug Phil! If Doug had gone to see God, oh! Then there is no doubt that Zhang Heng has the person to inherit Doug, that is, Zhang Heng has a high chance of becoming a member of the "Wang Hui".

William looked at Shi Wenlong and said calmly: "Even you can't guarantee it, I think the matter is already obvious, Mr Zhang is not worth the cost of rescuing." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they could see what the boss meant, and Mr Zhang did not get the attention of the imaginary boss.

Shi Wenlong shook his head gloomily and sighed in his heart.

But at this time, William changed his words: "But his token can be obtained at a great cost, dragon, are you sure?" ”

Shi Wenlong was stunned, and said in surprise: "What does the boss mean ......"

"If Mr. Zhang is willing to take the initiative to hand over the token, we can go to rescue him, if he is unwilling, then it has nothing to do with us." William waved his hand, and then ordered, "This matter, dragon, is up to you." ”

Immediately afterward, William declared the meeting closed.

In the conference room, everyone was puzzled, and after William left, someone ran to Shi Wenlong's side and asked curiously, "Long, what is the token that the boss said?" ”

"Long, is it dangerous for you to go to Huaxia this time? The person you negotiated with was the Chinese royal family......"

"Are you good friends with Mr. Zhang?"

Several senior executives who had a good personal relationship with Shi Wenlong ran over and asked with a smile.

Shi Wenlong smiled wryly, noncommittal, and was about to leave, when he saw Medina, the CEO of the group, walking over in high heels.

"That miracle Zhang, is there any ulterior background besides our Citi?" Medina asked faintly.

She was very strange, she was the first person under the board of directors of the group, and this meeting was about the imprisonment of Mr. Zhang, the honorary advisor of the group, which was related to the reputation of Citi, so it was imperative to solve it, but what she didn't understand was that the boss did not send her to negotiate such a thing, but went to the general manager of a bank branch......

You know, if you want to negotiate with the Chinese royal family, the presence of a big man will definitely make the Chinese royal family extremely cautious, there is no doubt that Medina, as the CEO of Citigroup, is definitely worthy of the Chinese royal family's other eyes, but if you let the general manager of a bank branch of Citigroup go to ......

It's not that Medina looks down on Svenlong, he doesn't have that qualification enough.

"There is no background, but there is an important thing in him, and you have to know more about the specific details." Shi Wenlong said, then bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Medina looked at the background of Svenlon's departure, her eyes flickering again.

……

Huaxia, Chang'an City, in a dark prison.

A prison guard in a black police uniform walked in with a dining cart.

"Mr. Zhang, it's time to eat."

The prison guard knocked on the prison gate and said to Zhang Heng, who was lying on the iron bed.

Zhang Heng folded the newspaper in his hand, put it aside, and got up and walked off the bed.

"What are you going to eat today?" Zhang Heng's spirit was a little sluggish, but the overall dress was quite clean.

After more than a month of detention, the only thing I was fortunate about was that the royal prison was much more comfortable than the prison where prisoners were usually held.

There is a fixed time to read the newspaper every day, eat, take a bath, etc., as long as you get the application, it is possible to go out to prevent the wind, except that there is no freedom, it is completely like a single nursing home, which is the qualification that Zhang Heng should have as a talented and wealthy Chinese, and at the same time, it is also the result of Wei Lan's special arrangement.

"Your favorite braised pork, fried bamboo shoots......" The prison guard smiled and took out the lunch box from the dining car and handed it to Zhang Heng through the gap in the cell door.

"So good?" Zhang Heng took it with a smile, opened the lunch box and saw that the fragrant braised pork and hot rice were not like the food that people in prison could eat!

Sniffing it, Zhang Heng raised his head and asked, "Is there any new news outside recently?" ”

"It's still like that, people all over the world are protesting and want His Majesty to release you." The prison guard took out a water cup from the dining car, poured boiling water for Zhang Heng, and said with a smile: "In addition, your movie is blooming one after another, and in five weeks, the box office has broken 400 million US dollars, I really admire you people who make movies, this is completely a money grab!" ”

Zhang Heng nodded, picked up the chopsticks, and said with emotion while eating: "It's still a good foundation for our Huaxia, without a good foundation, it is impossible to have such a box office." ”

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