The Rebirth of the Financial Hegemon

Standard Chartered Bank Building, is the headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank Hong Kong Limited.

It is also the headquarters of Standard Chartered in the Asia Pacific region.

Located at 4-4a Des Voeux Road Central, Central, Hong Kong Island, it is 185 meters high and has 42 floors.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The head of Standard Chartered Asia, George King, stood at the gate of the bank building.

Beside George King, stood an Asian woman about 1.65 meters tall.

She has good facial features, fair skin, and a slender figure with a standard melon-seed face.

Aged about twenty-two years old.

Wearing a professional banking suit, with short ear-length hair, she looks quite lean.

It's just that this woman, who looks a bit lean, has a bit of reluctance on her face.

After the morning meeting, George King approached her and asked her to receive one of the bank's top clients.

As a bank clerk, this is her job duty.

But after listening to what George King said about the work, she was very embarrassed.

George. King told her that this time Standard Chartered would negotiate a major business cooperation with the top customer.

The total scale may reach one billion US dollars.

This is an astronomical number.

Even though she has always worked in a bank, she was stunned for a long time when she heard this number.

One billion dollars, the owner of this kind of wealth, logically speaking, is not a level that a new bank employee can reach.

George King told him the real reason.

This man with huge wealth is a Chinese.

I found her because she is also a Chinese.

One is to facilitate communication, and the other is to play emotional cards.

This is normal.

Any business is dealing with people.

Race and language can often bring intimacy closer.

Maybe a little intimacy can be the key to making a business happen.

However, George King made a request that she did not want to accept and could not refuse.

George King's original words were that she would do anything to satisfy that client.

A business partnership of this magnitude.

As a banker, it's all right to do whatever it takes to keep your customers happy.

However, when George King said that he would do whatever it takes, his eyes flashed with a strange color.

That kind of color made her not know whether to refuse or agree.

Bank building entrance.

The two stood silently.

Suddenly, George King raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Then he seemed to ask casually.

"Zhang, you have been working for Standard Chartered for two years."

She didn't know why George King suddenly asked this question, so she could only answer honestly.

"Yes."

"As a bank clerk, I think you should understand what this level of customer really means to a bank.

You see what I mean, right? "

Zhang did not speak.

She understood what George King meant.

So she was reluctant.

But she couldn't refuse George King's arrangement.

Standard Chartered Bank is a major global bank.

Whether it is salary or welfare system, it is much higher than many jobs.

Since she joined Standard Chartered, many classmates have been envious of her.

She has always been proud to work for Standard Chartered.

It's just that if she rejects George King's arrangement, then she doesn't know the consequences of waiting for her.

She has been with Standard Chartered for two years.

It is clear that these capitalists seem to be low-key gentlemen, but in fact they are all about money.

Do anything for profit.

George King is the head of Standard Chartered.

To disobey George King's arrangements is to disobey the orders of his superiors.

No one on earth could save her.

Maybe sent to some poor country, maybe outright expelled, maybe…

In Zhang's wild thoughts, a Bentley drove directly to the door of the bank building.

After the car stopped, George King greeted him with a smile.

"Hi, Zhao, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road and it took a while."

"Oh, everything is good in Hong Kong, but the traffic jams are really annoying."

It has to be said that the appearance of human skin is indeed very cheap.

George King's kind smile makes people feel good at first sight.

Even if Zhao Jiangchuan knew very well what these bankers were, he couldn't otherwise, this guy's appearance was indeed very good.

Excellent to the point where even he is ashamed of himself.

But it's not such an excellent gene, I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth to a beauty like Dai'er.

Zhao Jiangchuan smiled in return.

It's just that there is a strangeness and regret that no one notices.

It's a pity, now Dai Er seems to be only twelve years old...

George King didn't notice Zhao Jiangchuan's strangeness, and naturally he didn't know what Zhao Jiangchuan was thinking.

He smiled and said to Zhao Jiangchuan.

"Zhao, let me introduce you. This is Miss Zhang Xiaolei from the investment department of our bank. She is the full-time service staff I selected for you. She is also from China."

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't care about George King's arrangement either.

With his current status, Standard Chartered has a high service attitude.

Under the introduction of George King, Zhao Jiangchuan glanced at Zhang Xiaolei lightly.

This sweep made Zhao Jiangchuan raise his eyebrows.

This Zhang Xiaolei, he seems to have seen it somewhere, and this name, he seems to have heard it before.

But the feeling was so vague that Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't remember it at all.

But Zhao Jiangchuan didn't know that his eyes were too aggressive.

The involuntarily flickering aggressive eyes startled Zhang Xiaolei.

"Plop plop..."

Zhang Xiaolei's heart was beating wildly involuntarily.

Zhao Jiangchuan is very young.

Zhang Xiaolei was so young that she couldn't believe it.

Zhang Xiaolei never imagined that the top customer in George Jin's mouth would be such a young man.

But that's not the point.

The point is, Zhao Jiangchuan's aggressive eyes are really terrifying.

It was so terrifying that Zhang Xiaolei didn't dare to look directly at it.

Just being glanced at by Zhao Jiangchuan, Zhang Xiaolei felt that her secrets were all exposed in front of others.

That kind of pressure was countless times greater than when she faced George King.

Fortunately, Zhao Jiangchuan just stared at it for less than a second before showing a smile.

He took the initiative to extend his hand to greet Zhang Xiaolei.

"Miss Zhang, hello."

Zhang Xiaolei hurriedly reached out her hand and shook hands with Zhao Jiangchuan.

She forced a smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I lost my temper just now."

"It's ok."

"I heard from George that you are a mainlander?"

"Yes, I am from Hunan."

"No wonder Miss Zhang is so beautiful. It turns out that she is from Hunan. We are rich in beautiful women in Hunan and Sichuan."

For Zhao Jiangchuan, his words could not be polite.

As an old fritter who has been out for many years, this fellow has learned a little bit of gentlemanly manners.

To praise a woman's beauty is a kind of man's cultivation.

Really want to say beautiful, Zhang Xiaolei in his eyes is just like that.

I have seen beautiful women of all shapes and sizes.

A little beauty like Zhang Xiaolei is at most seven points in Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes.

But Zhao Jiangchuan didn't know.

His casual compliment made Zhang Xiaolei very entangled.

As a Chinese, Zhang Xiaolei has not fully integrated into the Western way of life.

Zhao Jiangchuan praised this.

It made Zhang Xiaolei think of Deng Tuzi involuntarily.

Has he taken a fancy to me? What if he makes any unreasonable demands?

Unfortunately, Zhao Jiangchuan didn't know what Zhang Xiaolei was thinking.

Otherwise, this fellow will rudely mock her for thinking too much.

After some mutual introduction.

The three walked into the bank building.

As a shrewd banker, George King knew that women had an advantage in communication.

Otherwise, Zhang Xiaolei would not have been deliberately arranged to receive Zhao Jiangchuan.

So George King walked ahead intentionally or unintentionally, and quietly pulled a few steps away from the two behind him.

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't care.

It is always more enjoyable to be with a woman than to be with a man.

What's more, this Zhang Xiaolei seems to have such a vague impression.

"Ding"….

The elevator is coming.

George King showed an apologetic smile to Zhao Jiangchuan.

"Zhao, there is something in the lobby that I need to take care of. You and Zhang go up first, and I will come later."

Such a coincidence!

Zhao Jiangchuan looked at George King with a half-smile but not a smile, and looked at George King with a guilty conscience.

He just opened his mouth.

"It doesn't matter, with such a beautiful woman to accompany me, I wish you wouldn't come over today."

"Haha... Zhao, you are being too funny. See you later."

"Okay, see you later."

After George King left.

Zhang Xiaolei quickly sorted out her emotions.

Facing George King's respectful clients, she didn't dare to be careless.

"Mr. Zhao, shall we go to the upstairs office first?"

"no problem."

The elevators in the Standard Chartered Building are of good quality, and there is no sound even when going up.

In the entire elevator room, needles could be heard falling.

Don't know if it was because of nervousness, or a sudden change in air pressure as the elevator went up quickly.

Zhang Xiaolei felt a little nervous in her breathing.

Facing a person like Zhao Jiangchuan, the huge wealth brought a sense of psychological oppression to Zhang Xiaolei.

"Hoohoo..."

Zhang Xiaolei tried her best to control her breathing, trying not to let Zhao Jiangchuan discover her abnormality.

But it didn't take long for Zhang Xiaolei to feel her heart beating more and more violently.

"Plop...plop..."

The violent heartbeat made Zhang Xiaolei's breathing faster and faster.

She seemed to have an illusion.

An illusion of being watched.

Zhang Xiaolei felt that Zhao Jiangchuan, who was standing behind her, was looking at her.

It is only right and proper for a man to see a woman.

So Zhang Xiaolei's feeling is not right.

Zhao Jiangchuan was standing behind her, looking at her.

Along the way, Zhao Jiangchuan wondered where he had seen Zhang Xiaolei.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember where he had heard such a name.

That hazy feeling was like a layer of confusion, which made Zhao Jiangchuan always want to push it away.

in the elevator.

Zhang Xiaolei's breathing became more and more rapid.

After seeing Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes along the elevator door, Zhang Xiaolei could no longer control her heartbeat and breathing.

She knew that Zhao Jiangchuan, who was standing behind her, was watching her silently.

That kind of stare between the stranger and the stranger made Zhang Xiaolei nervous and worried.

Perhaps it was George King's previous hint that Zhang Xiaolei always felt that Zhao Jiangchuan was not a good thing.

Otherwise, why did George King hint at her like that.

Rich people are not good things.

This sentence has been passed down since ancient times, and it naturally has its meaning.

Inexplicably, Zhang Xiaolei thought of the absurd things rumored to have done by rich people.

What if he insults me?

"Hoohoo..."

Zhang Xiaolei tried her best to adjust her breathing, but she couldn't control the frequency of that breathing.

Under the hint of George King, under the gaze of Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes.

Zhang Xiaolei's heart came to her throat involuntarily.

What kind of person is Zhao Jiangchuan.

When Zhang Xiaolei breathed for the first time, he realized that Zhang Xiaolei's reaction was wrong.

But he didn't think anywhere else.

Most people feel a little uncomfortable when they are with strangers. Besides, there are only two of them in the elevator. It is inevitable for a woman to be nervous.

But it didn't take long for Zhao Jiangchuan to realize that something was wrong.

The breathing that Zhang Xiaolei was trying to suppress was getting worse and worse, and the gasping voice was so loud that Zhao Jiangchuan couldn't even hear it.

You don't have asthma, do you?

Or hypersensitivity?

Zhao Jiangchuan was really worried that Zhang Xiaolei would suddenly squat down with her chest in her arms.

fine.

What Zhao Jiangchuan was worried about did not happen.

"Ding" sound.

The twenty-eighth floor is here.

Zhang Xiaolei hurriedly ran out of the elevator as if escaping for her life.

But then she realized her job responsibilities.

Zhang Xiaolei forcibly controlled her urge to run, she mustered up the courage to turn around and smiled at Zhao Jiangchuan.

"Zhao... Mr. Zhao, please come with me."

Zhao Jiangchuan saw Zhang Xiaolei's nervousness.

After contacting George Jin's departure, Zhao Jiangchuan roughly guessed the truth.

He is too clear about capitalism.

In the tension that Zhang Xiaolei could not hide, Zhao Jiangchuan said with a smile that was not a smile.

"Miss Zhang, you seem to be afraid of me."

"No...no."

What a dishonest girl.

This level of lying has yet to be exercised.

Zhao Jiangchuan laughed, but didn't try to expose the little girl's lie.

Twenty-eighth floor.

It is the highest level reception center of Standard Chartered.

The interior decoration style is unique, it is luxurious but not vulgar, it is classical and publicized, and it is elegant but noble.

It is completely the decoration style of the top clubs in Europe and America.

"Mr. Zhao, I don't know what you want to drink."

"Cafe."

"Okay, wait a minute."

After a few minutes.

Zhang Xiaolei came over carefully with a cup of coffee.

That cautious look seems to be afraid of spilling coffee on the carpet.

Unfortunately, an accident happened in the end.

When Zhang Xiaolei handed the coffee to Zhao Jiangchuan, she didn't know if it was because she was nervous, she accidentally shook her hand, and the coffee in the cup was cheap on Zhao Jiangchuan's pants.

"what…"

The freshly brewed coffee is extremely hot.

In the summer of integrity again, Zhao Jiangchuan only wore one pair of trousers.

Now that he was suddenly scalded, he screamed in pain.

This time, Zhang Xiaolei panicked.

she kept talking.

"sorry Sorry….."

In the panic, Zhang Xiaolei grabbed the tissue she was carrying and went to help Zhao Jiangchuan wipe the stains on her pants.

But after rubbing it, Zhang Xiaolei couldn't wipe it anymore.

The coffee was too sprinkled out of place.

Part of it was sprinkled on Zhao Jiangchuan's thigh, and part of it was sprinkled on the important position of the man.

After helping Zhao Jiangchuan wipe off the stain on her thigh, Zhang Xiaolei hurriedly went to wipe the spot again.

But as soon as her hand touched, she suddenly remembered that this place should not be wiped.

This time, Zhang Xiaolei was dumbfounded.

To rub or not to rub...

Because of her nervousness, Zhang Xiaolei did not notice that Zhao Jiangchuan's eyes had narrowed.

He was judging whether Zhang Xiaolei's miss was real or intentional.

Unfortunately, Zhao Jiangchuan was unable to make a judgment.

The panic in Zhang Xiaolei's eyes and the fear on his face didn't seem like he was pretending.

But it was too coincidental.

It was a coincidence that Zhao Jiangchuan didn't believe it would be such a coincidence.

Does she know me too?

Or was this all arranged by George King?

Zhao Jiangchuan didn't know.

So he immediately decided to find out for himself.

In Zhang Xiaolei's panic, Zhao Jiangchuan suddenly moved.

He pulled Zhang Xiaolei into his arms.

With this, Zhang Xiaolei, who didn't know what to do, was startled, and she struggled desperately.

Finally, Zhao Jiangchuan made a judgment.

Pure misunderstanding.

Otherwise, Zhang Xiaolei would not have such a big reaction.

In Zhang Xiaolei's struggle, Zhao Jiangchuan naturally let go.

After Zhao Jiangchuan let go.

Zhang Xiaolei's face was sometimes red and sometimes white.

Some were frightened, some were angry, some were angry, some were ashamed.

She wanted to question Zhao Jiangchuan's rude behavior, but under George King's previous hints, she refused to speak.

George King said it.

She wants her to satisfy Zhao Jiangchuan at all costs.

But now, she first sprinkled coffee on Zhao Jiangchuan, and then rejected Zhao Jiangchuan's rude behavior.

In this way, Zhao Jiangchuan will be satisfied.

The dignity of a woman made Zhang Xiaolei want to go up and slap Zhao Jiangchuan.

But her identity made her not dare to do it.

Zhang Xiaolei could only grit her teeth and glared at Zhao Jiangchuan with tears in her eyes.

That angry look made Zhao Jiangchuan want to laugh.

he asked shamelessly.

"Miss Zhang, have we met before?"

Zhang Xiaolei did not answer.

Except this time, she had never seen Zhao Jiangchuan.

These rich people are shameless.

Where have you seen it? You don't know if you have seen it.

hateful.

The next sentence is not to say that you are very similar to your ex-girlfriend.

Zhang Xiaolei didn't say a word.

But the staring look said it all.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaolei really misunderstood Zhao Jiangchuan.

This time, what Zhao Jiangchuan said was true. He really felt that he had heard Zhang Xiaolei's name and had seen this woman.

In Zhang Xiaolei's glare, Zhao Jiangchuan still smiled.

He wondered where he had seen this woman.

Memories tumbled rapidly in Zhao Jiangchuan's consciousness. From this life to the previous life, those people he had seen slipped through his mind one by one.

Finally, Zhao Jiangchuan locked the target.

Then…..

The guy laughed out loud.

He finally remembered where he had seen this Zhang Xiaolei.

Zhao Jiangchuan looked at Zhang Xiaolei seriously, and there was a big gap between her youthful appearance and the later strong woman.

However, in terms of facial features, there is not much difference in the end.

Between the lights and flint, Zhao Jiangchuan basically guessed everything.

he opened his mouth.

"I apologize for what happened just now. I didn't know where I saw you before, but I remembered now."

Zhang Xiaolei was stunned by Zhao Jiangchuan's speechless words.

Obviously, Zhao Jiangchuan meant that he remembered where he had seen Zhang Xiaolei.

But Zhang Xiaolei knew that she had never seen Zhao Jiangchuan before.

What a lousy excuse to pick up girls.

Trying to use this method can't be achieved with force.

Shameless, nasty, hooligan.

Zhang Xiaolei didn't dare to refute, she only dared to curse in her heart, her almond eyes still glaring at Zhao Jiangchuan.

However, there was less fear in those eyes, and more contempt.

Zhao Jiangchuan raised his eyebrows helplessly.

He looked at Zhang Xiaolei's chest very seriously, and when she saw Zhang Xiaolei's horror, she couldn't help but protect her chest. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

This guy finally spoke up.

"Miss Zhang, this is a misunderstanding. I can't explain some things to you, but don't worry, I've never been interested in airports."

AIRPORT….

Not interested in airports.

Zhao Jiangchuan's words made Zhang Xiaolei feel like she was hit by a 10,000-point crit.

Involuntarily, she lowered her head and glanced at her unremarkable chest.

Isn't it flat to stop the plane?

At this moment, Zhang Xiaolei suddenly had a murderous heart.

She really wants to yell at you for being blind, isn't it?

But Zhang Xiaolei couldn't refute that ordinary fact.

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