"Whew...... ...... "Fang Buwei sniffled twice.

Although An Zhirong followed behind him, Fang Buwei still smelled a faint fragrance of flowers on An Zhirong's body.

And déjà vu.

"Chanel?" Fang Buwei asked subconsciously.

An Zhirong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened.

"It's called Shane, not Chanel......" An Zhirong asked in surprise, "You even know this, who taught you?" ”

An Zhirong was born in a diplomatic family, specializing in foreign languages, Japanese, English is enough to be true, Russian, German, French is also very good.

French to English, English to Chinese, and after hundreds of years, it would be nice to have a similar name.

Didn't I see the experts of later generations translate the name of the chairman of the committee as Chang Kaishen?

"Where did it come from?" Fang Buwei asked rhetorically without answering.

"Did you buy it?" An Zhirong replied, "But you can't buy it in Nanjing, so you have to buy it from the Ocean Bank in Shanghai." ”

This kind of trivial matter, An Zhirong doesn't need to lie to him, although Fang Buwei has not understood it, it does not prevent him from understanding the truth.

Even matches were called foreign fires, and iron picks were called foreign pickaxes, not to mention luxury goods.

Expensive is still one thing, the key is that it is out of stock, and without a certain status, it cannot be bought at all.

"Where's this?" Fang Buwei pointed uncertainly to a bag in An Zhirong's hand.

The gray color is not slippery, it must be leather, slightly large, and the place where the mouth of the bag is two copper hoops, and the bag belt is a chain connected by a copper ring buckle.

In Fang Buwei's opinion, there is more soil and more soil, and even the artificial leather bag carried by the rural aunt in the previous life looks several times better than this.

"Admit it yourself!" An Zhirong said proudly pointing to a few letters on a copper nameplate on the bag.

"Louis Denwe?"

Fang Buwei felt that he had beeped the dog.

How lonely are you?

The last time I drank Changyu red wine in a nightclub, I almost lost an adult.

He turned around again and carefully looked at An Zhirong's dress.

An Zhirong's outfit today is all the style of a top celebrity, and I don't know who taught her.

This time, An Zhirong was truly surprised.

"You haven't studied or gone abroad, how do you know so much?"

An Zhirong asked curiously.

Fang Buwei didn't answer, walked a few steps quickly, got on the road, and saw two cars parked on the side of the road.

An Zhirong kept chasing his ass and asked, his face full of curiosity.

Fang Bujue's An Zhirong's mentality was very strange.

She shouldn't be coquettish, she is coquettish, such as when Fang Buwei deliberately alienates her and doesn't want to get too close to her.

But when it was time for her to be jealous, she didn't react at all, just to satisfy her curiosity.

Yi Fang can smell the level of the perfume brand with a single lift of his nose, and it is impossible to reach the level of the Republic of China version of Jia Baoyu.

Fang Buwei took a quick step, got into the front car, and closed the door with a "bang".

An Zhirong, who was following behind, was dumbfounded.

There was Ma Chunfeng sitting in the car in front of her, and she didn't dare to sit in it if she had the courage to do so.

Fang Buwei is deliberate.

An Zhirong gritted his teeth, and only sat in the back.

Sitting in the back was Lin Shuanglong.

"Uncle Lin!" An Zhirong said hello obediently.

"Hmm!" Lin Shuanglong subconsciously responded, and didn't say a word more.

He is like this, no matter how curious he is, he will not ask a word more.

"What's wrong?" After Fang Buwei got into the car, Ma Chunfeng glanced at him with interest.

"Nothing!" Fang Buwei replied.

Today I went to attend an internal social gathering initiated by Song Ziwen to celebrate the establishment of the Nanjing branch of China Construction Bank Corporation.

Fang Buwei was not impressed about this bank, but Lin Shuanglong explained a few words to him.

If Lin Shuanglong didn't tell a lie, according to Fang Buwei's understanding, this China Construction Bank Company should be the originator of China's investment industry, invested by a number of well-known foreign banks, and also control the lifeblood of countless domestic banks, large and small.

Present at today's meeting were all shareholders and managers of banks large and small in Nanjing, plus Qian Muyin, Chen Zuyan, Gu Zhenlong, Kong Xiangxi, and other important members of the military and political circles.

Originally, there was nothing to do with Ma Chunfeng, but Ma Chunfeng secretly asked Fang Buwei to get a few blank invitations through the relationship between Chen Zuyan and Gu Zhenlong, saying that he wanted to go in and make a relationship.

Ma Chunfeng plans to rapidly expand the expatriate agency, but the allocation of funds from the Army Administration has regulations, and it is not enough for him to squander, so he can only find another way.

He didn't dare to think about big banks and foreign-funded banks, Ma Chunfeng dared to think about it, and the chairman of the committee would not agree.

Ma Chunfeng is targeting a number of small and medium-sized state-owned banks and private banks.

"Director, why do you want to bring An Zhirong!" Fang Bu asked suspiciously.

"His father is now a director of Zhongyuan Company and a ......manager of Zhongyuan Bank," Ma Chunfeng replied.

I see?

Ma Chunfeng wants to play the family card.

An Zhirong's background is quite extraordinary.

His grandfather, An Qin, was one of Kang Youwei's top ten disciples and the vice president of the Guangxu Emperor's Royalist Association.

At the age of 25, he served as the chief teacher of Datong School in Yokohama, Japan.

During the Beiyang period, he traveled to Nanyang, Japan, the United States and other places to contact overseas Chinese with lofty ideals, raise funds and plan an anti-Yuan uprising, which was a real old revolutionary.

Tiger Father and Dog Son.

When it comes to his father Anliang's generation, it is much inferior.

An Liang stayed in Japan for many years, and then went to the United States to study, with a double degree from the University of Washington and Columbia University, and after returning, he served in the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of the Interior, but his talent has never been obvious.

Considering his father's influence, the Nanjing government later sent him to the United States as consular secretary and attaché.

Taking advantage of the convenience of work, An Liang would also send some military intelligence about foreign countries back, which was in charge of Lin Shuanglong, who was the secretary of the chamberlain at that time.

Part of it, Lin Shuanglong will be handed over to the secret service to deal with, and the three of them are getting closer and better.

After An Zhirong returned from studying in the United States, An Liang asked Torin Shuanglong and Ma Chunfeng to arrange An Zhirong in the secret service.

It seems that An Liang was transferred back not long ago, and he happened to be spotted by Ma Chunfeng.

But what did Ma Chunfeng let himself make in the fun?

I don't know the banker, nor the big boss, the only one I know, Yu Erjun, and he also took his uncle to raise money in Nanyang.

Fang Bu thought suspiciously.

Ma Chunfeng didn't say anything, Fang Buwei didn't want to ask, the car left the headquarters of the secret service and drove towards the Yangtze Hotel.

Song Ziwen wrapped a whole floor.

Two grand ballrooms, one for dining and one for cocktail receptions.

This is a very formal Western-style cocktail party, and the previous party has never participated in it.

The venue was heavily guarded and was guarded by the Gendarmerie Guards.