Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

As soon as he entered the lobby of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, Liu Jizhong felt that the atmosphere here was different from usual. The bank employees in white shirts and blue suits seemed more excited than usual. Could it be because of the loan from Jiasheng? What does that matter have to do with these employees?

"Director Zhao," he saw, Secretary Zhao was standing there on the wide steps leading to the second floor, is this waiting for me?

"Oh, Mr. Liu," Secretary Zhao stood there and greeted him, but didn't move a step.

"Director Zhao, I have an appointment with President Huang, is he in the office?"

"The president just left, there is a temporary meeting in the province,"

Liu Jizhong's heart suddenly cooled for a while, and his face could not help showing anger.

It was not the first time that I had made an appointment, but it was not the first time, but I was afraid of comparison in everything. Compared with the news in the newspaper today, he felt very angry at this time.

When I took my food and took me, it was always easy to talk about it, no problem, but when the bank came to complete the procedures, there were problems and problems.

Send some benefits out to get more benefits for yourself. Liu Jizhong has not done less in these years. It's hard to say that these people in your bank are less credible than those who are officials and want to take my benefits back. Can't do things?

With the dissatisfaction and resentment on his face, Secretary Zhao closed his eyes, "Old Liu, I will tell you the truth," Secretary Zhao whispered, "You have no problem with the president."

He understands how urgent Liu Jizhong wants this loan, and is also very satisfied with Liu Jizhong’s arrangements over the past period of time. The bank has been delayed for various reasons. To put it bluntly, he just wants to get more benefits from him. He also made a lot of money, at least he had to give him a word.

Liu Jizhong was overjoyed. It seemed that his effort was not wasted, and his money was not wasted.

"It's just that those who are in charge of the credit, you have to work harder,"

To put it bluntly, it means that although they have done the job of the president, the people below are not satisfied with the benefits he has given him.

However, this is also good news. It’s good to know where the problem is, "I understand, thank you Director Zhao, do you have time at night? I want to make an appointment with those people."

"This matter, you know it in your heart, old Liu, do it yourself, I have something to do here," Secretary Zhao hurriedly went downstairs and greeted the group of people who came in at the door. The pedestrian was headed by a glamorous man in his early thirties. Woman, in the shirt pockets of her followers, Liu Jizhong saw the Jiasheng logo he didn't like.

Many bank staff have already surrounded them, and many of them don’t seem to be of low status. Secretary Zhao can only stand behind them, "Minister Li, why are you embarrassed to come here in person?"

"How can I do if I don't come for such a major event? Trouble everyone!" Li Lin was surrounded by those in the bank, passing by Liu Jizhong, and walking towards the second floor. Secretary Zhao also followed. His attitude followed President Huang. It's no different.

Liu Jizhong stood lonely on the side, watching the crowd of people go up lively. No one looked at him. He didn't expect that he was a well-known big boss in the province. The treatment here would even be a woman who worked for Jiasheng. It's not comparable.

No, the people behind that woman are not employees of Jiasheng executives. Walking in this bank, they are all straighter than their own waists and their faces are more confident than themselves.

Thinking that I will accompany the smiling face to give benefits to several people here in the future, for a while, Liu Jizhong was really unhappy.

However, he was sluggish for a while. After struggling from scratch, he immediately cheered up and asked the girls in the lobby who were responsible for personal business, but they were all chatting, "Excuse me, what business will Jiasheng do today? ?"

The bank employee whose eyebrows were trimmed into a straight line looked up impatiently and recognized Liu Jizhong. He has been running here for a while and seems to have a good relationship with some leaders.

“It’s okay to tell you. Our bank has reached a strategic cooperation relationship with Jiasheng yesterday. Therefore, all companies under Jiasheng will place their account opening bank in our ICBC, even Yijia, which is listed in the United States. Today, Jiasheng Just to do these procedures,"

That's it! Only then did Liu Jizhong understand why those bank executives were so enthusiastic, why these front-line bank employees were so happy, and big accounts like Jiasheng changed their account-opening bank to an ICBC branch. At least the deposits in this branch would suddenly With an increase of several billions, all employees of this branch will benefit from top to bottom.

Standing at the door of the bank, he took a few deep glances towards the stairs to the second floor. One day, I will be treated like this, he thought.

…………

In Silicon Valley, at 7 o'clock in the evening, Feng Yiping, who ate hastily, was busy calling the country.

For such a big event, even if you insist on not doing any public relations before the event, you have to call the ICBC leaders to express your thanks afterwards. This is a courtesy.

Moreover, they have reached a strategic cooperative relationship with ICBC, and they are thinking that when ICBC is listed, they will be eligible to subscribe. Therefore, it is necessary to keep in touch with these bigwigs. Anyway, stick to their bottom line, do not bribe or engage in Money trading is just fine.

After that, he also called Governor Zhou of the Central Bank of China. Regardless of whether he had any questions or not, he took the initiative to mention it during the last conversation. At least there was concern, and his concern is of course also a kind of support.

Besides, such a person usually has no chance to contact him. Now that he has such a legitimate reason, how can he not seize this opportunity?

Governor Zhou took the mobile phone from the secretary, "Yiping, I already know about this, do it according to your plan, don’t go wrong, and don’t make a call only when something is wrong. You can also agree with your opinions. Let me communicate. If you have a question or two that can't be finished, send me an email."

In his mind, Feng Yiping, who can be regarded as his own student, is not only a successful businessman, but also his basic skills in finance is very solid, and it is rare. Now he has a global perspective and can already look at some issues from a macro perspective. And these views are more pertinent.

Because the starting point and the angle of consideration of the problem are different, some of Feng Yiping's opinions are also very enlightening to him, as was the case in the last conversation.

"Dad," Amanda took Huang Jingping's hand and stumbled in. This little guy, now when his parents are leading them, is habitually leaning forward.

"Baby," Feng Yiping picked her up, "Dad is going to call grandparents, you remember, dad gave you a microphone, you call grandparents, understand?"

Huang Jingping shook her head, "You actually thought of using your daughter!"

"How can this be used? This is a condition for the reasonable use of advantages," Feng Yiping kissed his daughter on the face, "Remember,"

Amanda nodded earnestly. As expected, when she was connected, Mei Qiuping burst out like a machine gun, "Yiping, you kid, how are you..." Feng Yiping quickly put the microphone on. In her daughter's ear, she was very cooperative, with big eyes flashing, sweetly calling, "Grandpa,"

"No, grandma, that's grandma,"

"grandmother,"

Feng Yiping, who was sticking to the microphone, immediately heard Mei Qiuping's anger quickly turn from joy over there, "Oh, my dear granddaughter, how are you doing lately? Are you good, do you miss grandpa and grandma?"

Amanda couldn’t respond too much, holding the microphone, playing with the watch on her father’s hand, but sometimes said something that didn’t match the preface. Mei Qiuping over there was very happy to hear this, and she became affectionate with her granddaughter. Most of the day, "Amanda, give your dad the phone, and grandma has something to tell him."

"For such a big matter, you just don't discuss it with us, why don't you say hello to us in advance? You have hard wings now, right!" I was amused with my granddaughter for a while~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mei Qiuping The anger remained.

"I'm not afraid that you are anxious and worried?" Feng Yiping explained Datong. The mother over there was still reluctant, so he immediately gave the phone to his daughter. Amandan played with the pen on the table very well and was unwilling to cooperate. "Hey, just call it a few times," Feng Yiping begged.

Feng Yiping was concealing his parents from his parents, and there was nothing he could do. He knew them too well. The 300 yuan loan from a credit cooperative absolutely cast a shadow on them. He really borrowed a loan from a credit cooperative once and was afraid of the bank for ten years. Besides, this time, It's such a large number, and my parents probably wouldn't agree.

In this way, Mei Qiuping cursed a few words over there, and Feng Yiping immediately asked her daughter to scream a few times. After a few times, Mei Qiuping really couldn't afford to regenerate, "Where did I just say it?

Feng Yiping smiled, "You tell us to take care of ourselves,"

"I won't tell you the little villain, give Jingping the phone and I will tell her,"

Finally passed! Feng Yiping forced the phone to Huang Jingping, and he was unkind to hold his daughter to browse the news.

After only scanning a few times, he saw another message he was looking forward to. A senior vice president of GM finally stood up and responded to Musk’s previous rhetoric, “Maybe in their eyes, Detroit has been I don’t know Moore’s Law, people with corpse positions are occupied."

"Wow!" Feng Yiping yelled. He hoped that more senior Detroit people would come forward and criticize Musk, him, and Tesla.

At this time, in the still beaming Jiasheng Provincial City Building, Mei Yiliang received a call from a stranger. The other party introduced himself as the person in charge of a company called Rongcheng Capital, hoping to have a chance to meet him. (To be continued.)