The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Chu Yao didn't care what Xu Yan thought.

Being able to temporarily restrain his thoughts about Xu Yan is Chu Yao's greatest self-discipline.

Play casually with big coffee entertainers, drink and play games.

The atmosphere is great.

Many male and female anchors of the company have come together, like the stars are holding the moon, and all kinds of tricks are close.

Immersed in such an atmosphere every day, Chu Yao felt that the aura in his body was inexplicably aroused unconsciously.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that Jiang Zhenhua called.

"Still playing? Are you free?"

he asked very politely.

"you say."

"I thought about it. I should let you know about this matter. As for what you do, you can decide for yourself. If you have time, come to my place now?"

Chu Yao nodded.

"become."

Immediately got up, said hello to Xu Yan, and then walked out the door.

Originally, I wanted to talk to Su Yuechan, but found that she was broadcasting live in the mini karaoke room, so I didn't bother.

This girl really worked hard enough.

Everyone is playing and relaxing, but she is still insisting on live broadcasting.

Although there is no careful planning of the cosplayer's appearance as usual, singing and meeting the audience is also a very dedicated and professional attitude.

Just like an online writer, even if he is really out of shape occasionally, pouring water is at least better than breaking. (dog head)

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Go straight upstairs and enter Jiang Zhenhua's office.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the faint sandalwood and the fragrance of tea.

He has already made tea and is waiting for a seat.

Besides Jiang Zhenhua himself, there was another man here, in a suit and leather shoes, who looked about forty years old, with a crew cut, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, refined and refined, he looked like a successful person.

"Come on, sit down, let me introduce you, this is Han Feng, Mr. Han, the head of the city branch of Donghai Bank, my old friend."

"I just ate here today, drank some wine, came up to sober up and chat."

"Han Feng, this is Chu Yao, the little brother I just met recently, very capable."

Jiang Zhenhua introduced with a smile, poured tea and handed cigarettes to each other.

Chu Yao also greeted with a smile and shook hands with him.

Donghai Bank itself knows that compared with the country's four major banks, it must be a small shrimp, but any one that can get a banking license is a giant.

The head of the branch in this city is, to some extent, considered the God of Wealth.

I just don't know, what does Jiang Zhenhua mean by introducing this to himself?

It's not like borrowing money from yourself, is it?

What international joke?

Will the bank be short of money?

Thinking of this, Chu Yao calmed down, drank tea and smoked, and watched the changes.

"Everyone's time is precious, so instead of beating around the bush, I'll just say it straight. The meaning of my existence today is to lead the way and build a bridge."

"Chu Yao, this year the entire banking system has been tightened, and the task of collecting deposits is relatively heavy. Mr. Han felt the pressure, so he mentioned something to me."

"It just so happens that I know a lot of friends, so I will help him as much as I can."

Jiang Zhenhua revealed his real purpose with a smile.

Is it really a reserve?

Chu Yao could not help but smile.

"Okay, since Brother Jiang has spoken, I'll help, too. Mr. Han, what do you think?"

All my current money is stored in ICBC's account, which has long been upgraded to the highest level of account.

When I went to the bank to do business before, I was also very enthusiastically promoted VIP services such as private wealth management business.

But Chu Yao ignored it.

ICBC Cosmos Bank has many super customers. Although my net worth is not inconspicuous, it is not outstanding.

Chu Yao himself was too lazy to bother about what was there.

Now that Jiang Zhenhua begged to come over, for his sake, it's okay to give Han Feng a little extra.

Anyway, I don't have to lose anything.

Also sent out favors.

Seeing Chu Yao's straightforward attitude, Han Feng also smiled enthusiastically.

Immediately sat up straight, straightened his waist, and faced Chu Yao, as if introducing information to a client.

"Then let me introduce to President Chu."

"Our bank currently has two main deposit models for large customers. The first is structured deposits, which are equivalent to capital-guaranteed wealth management business. The yield is floating, but the average yield to maturity is definitely higher than that of time deposits in the same period. It is half a year, or a year, and the rate of return can reach about 5%."

"The second type is large-denomination certificates of deposit. This is stipulated by the China Banking Regulatory Commission, and the interest rate is up to 4.11%. However, we are all on our own, so let me just say it. There is always room for discussion beyond the regulations."

"For example, if Mr. Chu has a company or a friend needs to borrow money, the interest can be negotiated and rebates can also be given."

"For another example, the youngest, if Mr. Chu has any relatives or people he wants to take care of, if he wants to find a job, all of these can be arranged. If there are too many, I dare not say, the average annual salary is still 200,000 to 300,000."

This has been very straightforward and frank.

After all, there is Jiang Zhenhua's guarantee.

Chu Yao is someone who can be trusted.

What's more, these are the unspoken rules of the industry, and everyone is playing like this.

And hearing this, Chu Yao's face was calm, but his heart couldn't help but feel turbulent.

To be honest, this was the first time he had heard such insider information.

Let's not talk about interest for now.

Put money aside.

The key is that Chu Yao didn't expect to be able to arrange work in the banking system, or in other words, he never thought about it before.

I was just an ordinary worker before, so it's useless to think about it.

Really know how to play.

If he picks up a girl in the future, he will even be able to arrange a job in a bank.

And it is guaranteed to be the kind of noble position with less work and more money.

You don't even have to go to work on time.

After all, the purpose of this kind of position is to win over big savers like myself.

"Uh... yes, Mr. Han can give you an approximate number. I'm afraid that my small family and business will not be able to reach it."

Thinking of this, Chu Yao took a sip of tea and asked again with a smile.

Han Feng also smiled.

"Let's take 50 million as a step. The main thing is to be fixed. Three years is the best, and the rate of return is also the highest. Of course, one year and half a year are also acceptable."

"You are the customer and you have the final say."

Han Feng's attitude is very modest.

There is no need to worry about whether Chu Yao's worth can reach this figure.

After all, the fact that Jiang Zhenhua dared to introduce him meant that he had a basic judgment.

Definitely a quality customer.

"Okay, then I'll go back and collect together. I guess I can make up 100 million yuan, okay?"

"As for the deposit method, it is not counted as a structured deposit, but a large-value certificate of deposit."

After Chu Yao understood clearly, he also said with a smile, his posture was also very low-key.

Although I now have more than one billion in cash assets, I still don't want to show my wealth too much. If I have a hundred million, this favor will be properly won.

"of course can."

"Thank you, thank you very much, Mr. Chu, if you need my help in the future, brother, in a word, you will be on your back."

Han Feng held Chu Yao's hand tightly and made a serious statement.

Originally, he thought that 50 million would be enough, but he didn't expect it to be doubled.

Over-done.

What a pleasant surprise.

Hearing the figure of 100 million, Jiang Zhenhua sighed slightly, couldn't help laughing and teasing: "I'm convinced, what do you say on the Internet, young people don't talk about martial arts."

"A wave smashed us old clappers to death on the beach."

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