How Did I Become a God

In the building where the UBS Bank is located, Xu Yanghong just finished an account opening business and went to the smoking room to smoke a cigarette.

In a small board room, there is a table, and the exhaust fan is buzzing. There happened to be two friends who were in the bank.

"Hongzai, order today, how many orders do you do?"

Xu Yanghong handed a cigarette to a fat and a thin two people, sat down, knocked the cigarette on the cigarette case, lit Meimei and took a sip, and then replied: "Make a single order. The customer deposits a thousand Hong Kong papers for entry. "

His passion for customers is based on professional ethics. He has been in this industry for a long time, and he understands all the rules he should understand. How can he be a hidden rich man when he looks at the sloppy old man? But to say that he can value the Lu Ke who came today, that's not necessarily true.

They also pretended to ask them if Swiss Bank has SMS reminder service? How much money do you want to transfer in?

Look at Lu Ke with two girls, one million Hong Kong dollars in the sky. This little money looks like that to the bank. He doesn't bother to take the initiative to maintain the relationship. With a text message greeting every New Year and New Year's Day, he is already considered to be a man.

While chatting about the economic news of the market and the lace of the bigwigs, Xu Yanghong's cell phone rang suddenly. It was a call from his supervisor, "You are a bad guy, how about you? Come here soon. Director Parson wants to see you." "

"I'll come here." Xu Yanghong was shocked, this is the big boss. He is rarely seen, and quickly put out the cigarette, and hurriedly rushed to the office of Parsons, director of the 12th floor of UBS Bank and general manager of the Asia-Pacific region.

Then figure out the situation. One of his clients who had just opened an account came in through an overseas account transfer of 1 billion U.S. dollars.

Xu Yanghong felt like beeping a dog. One billion dollars! Fortunately, he didn't do anything unusual when opening an account. Some of his colleagues still speak a bit condescending when facing Lu Ke.

Palsson was a little short and thin middle-aged man, sitting behind his desk smoking a cigar, and after learning about the situation, he ordered: "Owen, you go to contact him with Irwin now, be sure to let him feel us UBS’s excellent service."

For customers at this level, as long as the source of funds is legal, he should also take it seriously.

"Okay, Mr. Parson."

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The Bank of China Tower is a landmark building in Central on Hong Kong Island. The total construction area is 129,000 square meters, with 70 floors above the ground. The building is 315 meters high. Designed by the well-known Chinese-American architect Pei, it was the tallest building in Asia at that time.

Its appearance resembles a bamboo rising steadily, symbolizing strength, vitality, vigor and aggressive spirit. The stone exterior wall on the base represents the Great Wall and symbolizes China. Won a number of architectural design awards. A real landmark building.

Jing Gao took Xiao Qiao, Wu Jingshu, and Fu Ye standing downstairs in the Bank of China Building and walked in.

If he came here in the 1990s or the beginning of the century, there might be some feelings of admiration. But the motherland is changing with each passing day, and the tall buildings in Asia are all monopolized by us.

The top four floors of the Bank of China Tower and the 19th floor of the base of the Bank of China Tower are all offices of Bank of China Hong Kong.

Wei Chenjun's office is also located here, on the 40th floor. The bright tempered glass door, the office area is grayish style design, spacious.

The little girl leading the way is about 26 or 27 years old. She is petite, wearing a fashionable khaki bag and stocking a long skirt. The curve is S, attracting the attention of the traders in the company. She smiled and said: "Mr. Jing, please here !"

It can be seen that Wei Chenjun's company does not have the kind of professional attire of financial companies, and they all wear their own. The style matches her office area.

Wei Chenjun was sitting behind his desk to rest. At this point, she is almost going to sleep after get off work. She is wearing a white lapel business T-shirt and a black midi skirt. She didn't wear stockings, but when she got up to meet her, the pink and smooth calf under her skirt looked better than wearing stockings.

"Mr. Jing, hello!" Wei Chenjun shook his nose with a bright face, and shook hands with Jing Gao, greeted him to sit down, let the assistant and Xiao Qiao go to the capital verification together, poured a cup of coffee for Jing Gao, a few greetings, and replied Question from Jing Gao: "

In stocks, futures, and bonds, many times rely on personal ability. Need to be creative. Therefore, I did not make employees wear professional attire. "

what is this? The company on Wall Street provides surnames and readings. Anyone who has seen the movie "The Wolf of Wall Street" knows it well. She has seen with her own eyes how those traders are chasing excitement.

The truth is more absurd than in the movie!

Jing Gao smiled and nodded, drinking coffee, which tasted a bit bitter. He didn't even study wine and tea, let alone coffee. He said: "Mr. Wei, do you have any white sugar?"

"Sorry." Wei Chenjun smiled softly, and said: "I am used to making coffee for people." He got up and went to the coffee machine in the corner to find sugar, then turned around and said, "Would you like milk?"

"Add some more."

Let’s talk a few words here, and the capital verification is over.

No matter how self-sufficient on the surface, Wei Chenjun talked and laughed with Jing Gao, but the shock could not be concealed. With a wealth of 27 years old, she really wanted to ask which big family Jing Gao came from.

The assistant prepared both Chinese and English contracts. Wu Jingshu reviewed them there. Wei Chenjun got up from behind the desk, sat on the hospitality sofa with Jing Gao, holding a coffee cup, and his teeth were slightly exposed: " Mr. Jing, I will follow your request."

We talked about it at dinner yesterday. Jinggao's capital came in, not just to ask Wei Chenjun to help operate and make money, but more importantly, Jinggao hopes to block certain stocks. Therefore, Wei Chenjun needs to wait for his news.

Jing Gao smiled and nodded, "This may have to wait."

His purpose in coming to Hong Kong Island ~www.ltnovel.com~ is to use "off-the-board tricks" to kill Zhao Canglong. He didn't care about the Fatty Horse jumping up and down. To put it bluntly, this is just a small grasshopper.

The beautiful woman in Dong Lingxi took Fatty Ma as a "touchstone" and wanted to weigh his weight. Zhao Canglong used this fat man as a "fortress" on the chessboard and blasted him at him.

He, and Dong Lingxi Xu and Wei Snake, pretended not to notice Zhao Canglong's mind. But I think the whole thing is big!

Putting Fatty Ma's backstage Zhao Gongzi down, it's much easier to clean up Fatty Ma. What age is it now? Fatty Ma publicly threatened him in a car accident on the main road. Is this style of doing things wrong these years?

What he has to do now is to know the stocks that Zhao Canglong has invested.

He must not get this information. But one person may get it: Zhong Qiming, who has just been promoted to deputy governor of Beijing Bank. Or, to be more specific, it is Dong Lingxi's ex-husband Fan Yang behind him.

While talking, the contract was signed. Wei Chenjun got up and sent the well to the door of the company, while Irwin and Owen, the heads of the investment department of UBS, were already waiting at the elevator entrance.