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Lu Weixin is not worried that his wife will do things he shouldn't do. They still have a tacit understanding after so many years, but his wife, who regards wealth as his life, is actually willing to let him buy 11,100 pounds of tea. This is like the sun hitting the west. Rise up.

"Ah, what's in your eyes, you old Lu, you still can't trust me, right?" Seeing her husband's expression, Lu Miaoping showed her power and pulled Lu Weixin to the kitchen to explain, leaving behind a sentence that was not like that Explanation: "Xiao Lei, you sit down first, your Uncle Lu and I will go to the kitchen to bring the dishes."

Lei Hao watched Lu Miaoping directly pull President Lu into the kitchen, and then there was the sound of cooking, occasionally mixed with an exclamation.

Not long after, Lu Weixin's face flushed, he placed a plate of dishes on the table in the dining room, and looked at Lei Hao with a gentle look.

In the kitchen just now, Lu Weixin was naturally not having a romantic relationship with his wife, but after hearing the explanation, he immediately used his own information channels to investigate, and then turned around and began to become a believer in Lei Caishen.

"Xiao Lei, come on, come on, it's time to eat." Lu Weixin's tone was affectionate.

There is no way, Lu Weixin is a hard-working bank president. Others can make some money more or less as officials, but he sticks to principles that outsiders don't understand. He lives a relatively ordinary life with his wife and children. He has to save money to buy all the tea. A year's worth of private money.

One year! It took your sister a year's private money to buy tea. Lu Weixin cried bitterly when he thought about it. Now he is fine. He has been promoted, his wife has made money, his children have good grades, and his life is bright.

It's just... Lu Weixin looked at Qiu Yuting, then at the relatives he brought home, and finally focused on Lei Hao, feeling very conflicted.

The girl Lu Weixin brought back was called Lu Xueyuan, a relative of his from the same village. Lu Weixin's family background was very poor when he was studying, and he received help from many relatives, so it was impossible for him to go back on his words to his relatives.

He couldn't go back on his word, but it was hard for Lu Weixin to refute Lei Hao's face. After all, Lei Hao was still the God of Wealth of the Lu family, so he had to give him a little face.

One woman with two men? Lu Weixin had a splitting headache, so he had to invite Lei Hao and others to come over for dinner. He frowned. After introducing Lei Hao and the others to each other, he silently thought about how to solve this matter.

"Lu...I'll call you Xiao Lu, okay?" Of course Qiu Yuting couldn't always rely on Lei Hao. She was very capable. She directly raised the topic, but her target was Lu Xueyuan.

Lei Hao ate his meal quietly, enjoying Lu Miaoping's warm reception, but all his attention was focused on Qiu Yuting. He wanted to know what tricks this top student from UCB would come up with.

As a result, Lei Hao really wanted to sing a song of conquest for Qiu Yuting.

This woman is really smart. First she found out Lu Xueyuan's situation at Taihe Securities, and then...she lured Lu Xueyuan directly to Yingyi Securities with a slightly better treatment.

After taking care of Lu Xueyuan, Qiu Yuting set her sights on Lu Weixin, saying that although Mingming Taihe was large in scale, the front line was also very long, while Yingyi was small in scale but could concentrate on cooperating with the ICBC branch.

It was the first time that Lei Hao saw Qiu Yuting's ability. With her eloquence and her continuous attempts to eliminate the firepower and exploit her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, he could only accept her defeat.

Finally, with Qiu Yuting's eloquence and Lei Hao's face, Lu Weixin agreed to let the account manager of Yingyi Securities settle in the first-level ICBC branch and each second-level branch in Yangshan District. As for other cooperation, we need to discuss it in detail later.

This result is already good for the Yangshan District Sales Department of Yingyi Securities. Not only has it obtained the right to enter various secondary branches, but it has also established a relationship with Lu Weixin. At least some large-amount financing has been obtained. Tickets, and having an additional first-level branch to provide convenience is a victory for the sales department.

Lei Hao couldn't figure out how many benefits would be exchanged here, and he didn't need to understand them. After everyone finished eating, they went directly to President Lu's office for a small gathering.

Before leaving, Lu Weixin smiled and asked Lei Hao: "Does Xiaolei's project have bonds? If necessary, I can set up a connection for you."

"I haven't entered this field yet. If necessary in the future, I will bother President Lu." Lei Hao ignored Qiu Yuting's hint and gave up the opportunity without hesitation.

When she walked out of the office, Qiu Yuting was still scolding Lei Hao: "Manager Lei, the opportunity you don't want, can you at least consider other projects in the sales department? Our sales department is very poor now, and you don't like the profit from bonds. There are so many No one can grab it.”

"To Han Linghui?" Lei Hao smiled and said, "Sorry, I don't want to help him."

"You... are stingy." Qiu Yuting sighed, but she didn't say anything harsh to Lei Hao. After all, Lei Hao was the current "number one" in the Yangshan District Sales Department, so he had to accommodate his petty tempers.

Lei Hao and Qiu Yuting walked to the stairs. Coincidentally, they met Ma Tianqiang from Taihe Securities again. The other person had lost his calmness in the morning and had sweat on his face. He had obviously just arrived from the company.

"Hey, isn't this Manager Ma? Are you looking for President Lu? I just came out of his office and he's not here." Lei Hao had a bad taste in his heart and threw back the ridicule he received in the morning, and then ignored Ma Tianqiang. With a livid face, he left ICBC with a smile.

The bank matter was resolved perfectly, Lei Hao returned to the project team, and the work here was proceeding in an orderly manner.

When Lei Hao walked into the small conference room, it was filled with smoke. Zhou Junyun was smoking a cigarette, holding documents in his hand, and was discussing with Zhao Lichen, who was also puffing away smoke.

"Hey, Lao Zhao, you and Mr. Zhou don't want to change the environment. Where is the ventilation in the conference room? Why is it not turned on?" Lei Hao also smoked, but he still felt unbearable when he walked in.

"Manager, the exhaust is broken, and the people in the general department said we would fix it after get off work." Zhao Lichen said.

Zhou Junyun also indifferently slapped his mouth with his palm and said, "I'm used to it. Is Manager Lei's affairs still going smoothly?"

"It's okay. The president's wife is our investor, so you know, Mr. Zhou." Lei Hao shrugged his shoulders and said: "With our current performance, it is quite simple to gain face from investors."

Lei Hao enjoyed this feeling of being sought after for the first time, and he really had endless aftertaste in his heart, but he also knew that all of this was based on the fact that he could make money for investors. If he suffered a large loss, he would be in trouble. Sometimes others not only deny him face, but also make him lose face.

"Where did the discussion go? Does Mr. Zhou have any suggestions for tomorrow's plan?" Lei Hao sat down and asked, taking out cigarettes and giving them to Zhou Junyun and Zhao Lichen.

"It's not good. I personally feel that shorting the real estate development sector is too dangerous, and the risks are out of proportion to the returns." Zhou Junyun originally received a salary from the head office, so he would naturally stand on the side of the head office. Now the person who pays the salary has become Lei Hao , he immediately changed his position. This is the professional quality of securities practitioners.

Lei Hao helped Zhou Junyun light the cigarette. Listening to the latter's story, his heart was pounding. He was not worried about losing money by short selling, but he was worried about what language to use to explain his point of view.