City: I'm Really Not Rich

In the Binzhou Financial President's Office in Bianhai City, on Yang Mi'er's desk were piles of ledgers taller than her own.

Although Binhai Finance was only established for half a year, it is now known as one of the new four major banks because of its great victory in the battle with Huaqi.

The three major financial institutions, Yanhuang Bank, Royal Family Finance, and Industrial Bank, are now all tacitly adopting defensive strategies, managing their own areas, and not only do not touch the rest, but also fully assist Binhai Finance to enter.

Yang Mi'er also thinks about their good, and has no involvement in the field of online entertainment that Yanhuang Bank has been deeply cultivating, the film and television media field that Royal Family Finance has cultivating deeply, and the industrial technology field that Industrial Bank has cultivating deeply.

They even reciprocated and introduced Zhang Chen's related industries to the corresponding financial institutions.

This surprised the three old guys, and felt that Yang Mi'er's emotional intelligence was so high.

In this way, the four major financial institutions that were once incompatible with each other have unknowingly changed from a life-and-death competitor to a friendly unit with win-win cooperation.

The days are comfortable, and the loss of each other is also small.

The accounts of the four banks in the first quarter of the new year have increased by a large margin compared with before, which also means that the workload has increased by a lot.

"Xiao Zhang, pour me another cup of coffee" ||.

Yang Mi'er looked very intently, and when she heard someone open the door, she naturally thought it was the secretary who came in, so she pushed the coffee cup over.

Moments later, the steaming coffee mug was handed back.

"Bring me the documents on the bookcase too.

Soon, the documents were also in her hand.

Yang Mi'er turned around for a while and frowned.

"Go and call Chen Zhenyong. There was a problem with an investment last month. I want to..."

Before he finished speaking, the document in his hand was pulled out.

"Mr. Yang, I can still do things like bring coffee and documents, and forget about making phone calls. After all, I really don't know your comrade Chen Zhenyong.

Yang Mi'er was stunned for a moment, then raised her head suddenly.

"Zhang Chen, why are you here, why are you serving coffee... Xiao Zhang, no, I'm my secretary?"

"I let her off work.

Zhang Chen sat on the sofa with a smile, and picked up an orange and peeled it.

"Working overtime until late at night every day, but you have a boyfriend, don't the little girls need to solve personal problems?"

Yang Mi'er was surprised and happy, and a little overwhelmed.

"Aren't you in Xinyi's house in Beijing?

"`|| After finishing the work, I will come back naturally. This time, the two old husbands of Jingjing's family and Xinyi's family are very good, and they are ready to have a handsome wedding when they are old.

"Mi'er, you don't want to take me to meet your family, haven't you decided whether to marry me?"

Zhang Chen put the peeled orange on the table and asked straight to the point.

Yang Mi'er's smile suddenly froze on her face, her face turned pale, she stood up from the chair and shook her head in a panic.

"No, no, I... (very good)"

Tears welled up from her eyes, and in her panic, she directly touched the coffee cup to the ground.

The crisp sound made her look like she was hit by a gun, shuddered and lowered her eyes.

"Chen, of course I really want to marry you, but I'm not like Xinyi and Jingjing, I...my family will only cause you trouble.

Zhang Chen's eyes sank, and his voice was slightly cold.

"Why, do you think I'm a troublesome man?"