Chapter 893 Stimulated Again (Autumn Light 4)

Industrial and Commercial Bank of China Provincial Branch, as soon as he entered the lobby, 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 Jiaqiang? What does that have to do with these employees?

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

"Oh, Mr. Liu," Secretary Zhao greeted him standing there, but did not move a step.

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

"The president just left, there is an impromptu meeting in the province,"

Liu Jizhong's heart suddenly became cold again, and anger could not help showing on his face.

It was not the first time that he had made an appointment but didn't see it, but he was afraid of comparisons in everything. Compared with the news in the newspaper today, he felt very annoyed at this moment.

When you take my food and take mine, it’s always easy to talk about it, no problem, but when the bank comes to handle the formalities, there are problems with this and that.

Give away some benefits to seek greater benefits for yourself. Liu Jizhong has done a lot of things like this these years. Is it possible that these people in your bank are less trustworthy than those who are officials, and want to take my benefits? Can't do something?

The dissatisfaction and resentment on his face caught Secretary Zhao in his eyes, "Old Liu, I will tell you the truth," Secretary Zhao said in a low voice, "There is no problem with the president about you."

He understands how urgent Liu Jizhong wants to get this loan, and is also very satisfied with Liu Jizhong's arrangements for a while. The bank has delayed it for various reasons. To put it bluntly, he just wants to get more benefits from him. Now it is true. I also made a lot of money, at least I have to give him a correct sentence.

Liu Jizhong was overjoyed, it seemed that his hard work and money were not in vain.

"It's just that you have to work harder, those who manage the credit,"

To put it bluntly, although he has done the work of the president, the people below are still not satisfied with the benefits he has given.

However, this is also good news, as long as you know where the problem is, "I understand, thank you Director Zhao, do you have time tonight, I want to ask those people out,"

"This matter, you can do it in your mind, Lao Liu, you can do it yourself, I have something to do here," Secretary Zhao hurried downstairs, and greeted a group of people who came in at the door. Woman, in the shirt pockets of her entourage, Liu Jizhong saw the Jiasheng logo that he didn't like.

Many bank staff had already surrounded them, and many of them seemed to be of high status. Secretary Zhao could only stand behind them, "Mr. Li, why bother you to come here in person?"

"What can I do if I don't come for such a big event? Please everyone!" Surrounded by those people from the bank, Li Lin passed by Liu Jizhong and walked towards the second floor. Secretary Zhao also followed inside. His attitude was similar to that of President Huang It's no different.

Liu Jizhong stood aside lonely, watching the large group of people going up, no one looked at him, did not expect that a well-known big boss in the province would be treated here, even a woman who worked for Jiasheng Can't compare.

No, the employees who followed that woman were not senior executives of Jiaqiang. Walking in this bank, they were all straighter than her, and their faces were more confident than her.

Thinking that he would accompany the smiling face to give benefits to several people here, Liu Jizhong felt really uncomfortable for a while.

However, he was sluggish for a while, and he immediately cheered up after struggling from scratch, and asked the girls in the lobby who were in charge of handling personal business but were chatting all the time, "Excuse me, what kind of business does Jiasheng come to do today?" ?”

The bank employee with eyebrows sculpted into a line looked up impatiently and recognized Liu Jizhong. He has been running here diligently for a while, and he seems to have a good relationship with some leaders.

"It's okay to tell you. Our bank reached a strategic cooperation relationship with Jiaqiang yesterday. Therefore, all companies under Jiaqiang will put their account opening banks in ICBC, even Yijia, which is listed in the United States. Today Jiaqiang Just to go through the formalities."

I see! Only then did Liu Jizhong understand why those bank executives were so enthusiastic and why these front-line bank employees were so happy. If a big bank like Jiasheng changed its account opening bank to ICBC, at least the deposits at this branch would be reduced all of a sudden. With an increase of billions, the branch will benefit from top to bottom and all employees.

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.

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Silicon Valley, at 7:00 p.m., Feng Yiping, who hastily finished his meal, was busy making phone calls to China.

For such a big event, even if you insist on not doing any public relations beforehand, you still have to call the bosses of ICBC to express your thanks afterward. This is etiquette.

Moreover, they have already reached a strategic cooperation relationship with ICBC, and they still think that when ICBC goes public, they will be eligible to subscribe, so it is necessary to keep in touch with these bigwigs, anyway, stick to their bottom line, do not bribe, do not engage in Money and power transactions are fine.

Afterwards, he also called Governor Zhou of the central bank. Regardless of whether he had asked about this matter or not, he had taken the initiative to mention it in the last conversation, that is, at least he paid attention, and his attention was of course a kind of support.

Besides, such a character usually has no chance to contact, but now with such a legitimate reason, how could he not seize this opportunity?

President Zhou took the mobile phone from the secretary, "Yiping, I already know about this matter, follow your plan carefully, don't make any mistakes, and also, call only when you have something to do, some of your opinions can also be shared with you." Let me communicate, if you have a question that can't be finished in one or two sentences, send me an email,"

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

Because the starting point and the perspective of considering the problem are different, some of Feng Yiping's opinions are also very inspiring to him, just like the last conversation.

"Dad," Amanda held Huang Jingping's hand and stumbled in. This little guy, now when his parents lead him for a walk, habitually leans forward.

"Baby," Feng Yiping picked her up, "Dad is going to call grandpa and grandma now, remember, dad will give you the microphone, you call grandpa and grandma, do you understand?"

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

"How can this be exploited? This is a reasonable use of the advantage." Feng Yiping kissed his daughter on the face, "Remember that."

Amanda nodded earnestly. As expected, as soon as the connection was made, Mei Qiuping burst out a series of words like a machine gun, "Yiping, you kid, why are you...," Feng Yiping quickly put the microphone on. In her daughter's ear, she cooperated very well, her big eyes blinking, and she called sweetly, "Grandpa,"

"No, grandma, that's grandma,"

"grandmother,"

Feng Yiping, who was stuck on the microphone, immediately heard Mei Qiuping over there quickly turn from anger to joy, "Oh, my good granddaughter, how are you doing recently, are you good, do you miss your grandparents?"

Amanda couldn't respond too much. She held the microphone and played with the watch on her father's hand, but sometimes she said something that didn't match the preamble. Mei Qiuping over there was very happy when she heard this, and made out with her granddaughter. For a long time, "Amanda, give your dad the phone, grandma has something to talk to him,"

"Such a big matter, you just didn't discuss it with us, why didn't you say hello to us in advance? Your wings are hard now, right!" Mei Qiuping's anger still persisted after a while with her granddaughter.

"Aren't I afraid that you are worried?" Feng Yiping explained a lot. The mother over there was still reluctant, so he immediately put the phone back on his daughter. Amandan was playing with the pen on the table and was unwilling to cooperate. "Hey, just call me a few times," Feng Yiping begged.

Feng Yiping didn't know what to do if he didn't hide it from his parents. He knew them too well, and the 300 yuan loan from the credit union definitely cast a shadow over them. It was true that once he borrowed a loan from the credit union, he was afraid of the bank for ten years. Besides, this time, It's such a large amount again, parents probably won't agree to it.

Just like that, Mei Qiuping scolded a few words, Feng Yiping immediately asked her daughter to yell a few times, and after a few times, Mei Qiuping really couldn't recover, "What did I just say, what do I want to say?"

Feng Yiping laughed, "You told us to take care of ourselves,"

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

It's finally over! Feng Yiping forced the phone to Huang Jingping, and he hugged his daughter to browse the news very unkindly.

After swiping a few times, he saw another piece of news that he was looking forward to. A senior vice president of GM finally stepped forward to respond to Musk’s rhetoric, “Maybe in their eyes, Detroit has been destroyed by a group of People who don't know Moore's Law occupy the position of vegetarians,"

"Wow!" Feng Yiping yelled. He hoped that in the future, more high-level people in Detroit would stand up and criticize Musk, him, and Tesla.

At this time, in the Jiasheng provincial capital building that was still beaming, 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.

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