How Should I Choose?

After the meal, the two left their contact information, and Xinrui said goodbye.

Mingyang wanted to send it off. When he learned that Xin Rui also lived in the Central Mansion, he didn't say anything more.

The security in the community is very strict, and the security will not let outsiders in without the consent of the owner.

Mingyang returned to the master bedroom on the third floor and washed away the sweat left after the strenuous exercise just now.

Mingyang, who was lying on the bed, chatted for a while with Zhang Zimeng, who took the initiative to send a WeChat message.

Zhang Zimeng: Brother Ming, my roommate has been very strange recently. He is usually very frugal, but today he spent tens of thousands on mobile phones and bags at noon.

Mingyang: You are overthinking it. How people spend their money is their own business.

Zhang Zimeng: Yes...

Mingyang: You just think too much.

Huang Jiawen, who was also chatting in bed after dinner, was also chatting with Mingyang~

Huang Jiawen: Brother, I went shopping at noon. I bought a new mobile phone. Let me show you my bag. Does it look good?

Mingyang: It's very beautiful. Zi Meng is very confused. I don't know where you got the money to buy these things. Please explain it carefully. If you don't understand it, you will lose the money next month.

Huang Jiawen: Don’t worry, I will tell Zhang Zimeng tomorrow that my home will be demolished and the money will be given by my parents.

The two women were chatting with each other on WeChat, but they didn't know that they were chatting with the same person.

Mingyang knew that paper could not contain the anger, but Mingyang was not afraid, because she had already calculated Zhang Zimeng's reaction after knowing it and whether he would break up with her by choosing the correct answer.

Seeing that the option of not breaking up was the correct answer, Ming Yang felt confident.

But Mingyang also knows that it is not appropriate to expose it now. She has spent millions on Zhang Zimeng.

But this is not enough.

As long as a woman has experienced something she has never experienced before and never enjoyed before, she will be completely inseparable from this man. Mingyang, a master of PUA experience, is well versed in the way of PUA.

Mingyang, who was very tired today, made an appointment with Xinrui to have classes every three days. It wasn't that Mingyang didn't want to make the appointment every day, but that Mingyang's body didn't support it.

Mingyang fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Li Na was also worried. Her boss's work and rest schedule was really messy, and it was difficult to make meals. The main reason was that her diet was irregular. If she had breakfast at this time, there would be no need to eat lunch.

Mingyang is also reflecting on himself. The most important thing for rich people is to have a healthy body and a strong body. If their work and rest patterns are so disordered, it will inevitably bring certain harm to their own health.

Make a mental rule for yourself to go to bed early and get up early.

I told Li Na that I would not eat breakfast and go prepare lunch.

Mingyang went to the gym and sweated like rain.

After a few days of exercise, Mingyang's physical condition improved slightly.

Just yesterday, Xinrui and I learned difficult moves for a longer time than last time.

Today is the last day of the trading day. After the selected stocks hit the daily limit, Mingyang sold the stocks in batches.

220 million was transferred to the stock accounts of Li Sufen and Ming Zhonghe respectively. Through calculation, Ming Yang Display bought the same 11 daily limit stocks for the two accounts. 110 million for each account, divided into 11 points.

If there are no other factors interfering, the two accounts will become 660 million in 10 trading days

The money snowballed.

Mingyang temporarily deposited his 110 million in his bank card.

Xue Qiong, who had not been in contact for a long time, took the initiative to send a WeChat message.

"Are you there, Mingyang? Our branch manager wants to treat you to a meal," Xue Qiong said on WeChat.

Seeing the WeChat message from Xue Qiong, Mingyang smiled. He still couldn't forget the last hug in the car. Mingyang smelled the fragrance of Xue Qiong's hair and the scent of her perfume.

It would be a lie to say that I am not excited. I hope I can become a thief this time.

After making an appointment with Xue Qiong to have dinner at Sijichun at 6pm, Mingyang started to think about it. He simply hoped that his funds could be kept in the branch.

Mingyang had an appointment in the evening, and told Zhang Zimeng on WeChat that if you have something to do tonight, drive over by yourself, and said that you might not come back tonight.

Zhang Zimeng didn't think much and said she would wait for her in the villa, and the two ended the conversation.

At 5:30 in the evening, Xue Qiong sent the box number 888. Mingyang changed his clothes, drove his big G and went out.

By Sijichun, Xue Qiong was already waiting at the door. Looking at Mingyang who had changed cars again, Xue Qiong was not surprised. The branch head had already told him that more than 300 million yuan had been credited to Mingyang's card. Although the transfer 220 million have gone out, but there are still more than 100 million left.

Such large customers are scarce in their banks.

Many companies have high total assets, but not many have bank turnover of over 100 million. Most of them are listed companies. But where can there be listed companies in this small place?

Therefore, Mingyang's capital of over 100 million is what their bank needs.

The branch head told Xue Qiong, “No matter what method is used, Mingyang’s funds must be retained.

If you, an old classmate like you, can’t keep your money, Xue Qiong, just go to the counter and work as a teller! "

Listening to the threatening words of the branch president, Xue Qiong secretly complained. She knew what Mingyang was thinking, but she... .....

Xue Qiong, who had no choice but to bite the bullet, made a promise to the branch head.

Mingyang looked at Xue Qiong, who was dressed in professional attire, and said hello to her with a smile.

The two of them went to the private room on the second floor side by side.

Mingyang and Xue Qiong walked talking and laughing. In fact, Xue Qiong had already made a decision in his heart. This job must not be changed. Although he would not be fired, the salary and bonus of a teller were not the same as his current position. Comparable.

The two then came to the private room.

The bald branch manager stood up and came over, stretched out his hand and said: Hello, Mr. Ming, I am Liu Ye, the branch manager of Xue Qiong.

Mingyang shook hands with Mr. Liu.

The three of them took the initiative to take their seats, and the dishes were already served.

"Mr. Ming, I invited you here today mainly because I want to ask you about the use of funds."

"Oh? What do you say about the use of my funds?" Mingyang pretended to be stupid.

“Our bank has detected that you have a large amount of money entering your bank account from the stock market.

Not sure if you are willing to become our in-depth cooperative user?

We will give you the most preferential policies and the most convenient services. "President Liu tried to impress Mingyang.

Mingyang thought for a while and said to President Liu, "Then I'll think about it."

"We have other services that will definitely satisfy you." Manager Liu's attitude was very sincere.

"Oh? What service?" Mingyang was a little curious.

Liu Ye looked at Mingyang with a playful expression, organized his words and said: "The first is the high interest rate on deposits. I have already mentioned it just now, but you are not very interested. The second is the black card service, which can provide an overdraft limit of five million. .And comes with two additional black cards.

The third is one-to-one exclusive service.

Our excellent Xue Qiong will serve as your exclusive account manager.

After Mr. Liu finished speaking, he winked at Xue Qiong.

Mingyang, this is the Maotai that our president picked just now.

I'll pour it for you. Let's drink a few glasses together.

There was a trace of prayer in Xue Qiong's eyes.