Please make money.

Of course, these things are not something that can be told to outsiders. Manager Qian can only say that he did not see it and did not understand it.

As several armored trucks arrived, Manager Qian also put on a helmet.

"Let's go. I hope Nancheng Group can get the money and send it back to us."

As for the escort process, that naturally cannot be mentioned - otherwise, what is the purpose of the money transporter's ten-dollar daily confidentiality allowance?

Several hundred million is not a lot. Every week or two, when the city branches and provincial branches transfer deposits for safekeeping, there are still several hundred million.

To be honest, given the domestic environment, escorting banknotes is actually less troublesome than escorting examination papers.

At least the bank opens at nine o'clock, so if the car leaves in the morning and delivers it before eight o'clock, it will be enough.

But as for the test papers, they have to be sent out in the early morning. There is no such thing as delivering them a day in advance and then leaving them there. They will be escorted on the day of the exam.

Looking at his watch, Manager Qian sighed again: "Miss Ai is really generous, too generous. Nancheng Construction has never cooperated with them before."

This is hundreds of millions, not millions.

For projects worth over 100 million yuan, which one does not involve the two parties meeting a dozen or even dozens of times, holding talks and wrangling, and then having dozens of versions of the contract alone?

How can it be implemented without spending several months, half a year or a year?

The risks of capital flows are two different concepts after exceeding 100 million.

Even though you can see money flowing into the bank every day, there are actually very few transactions exceeding 100 million yuan in a single transaction.

If this amount of money were placed in the hands of a single person, the pressure would probably be so great that it would suffocate the other person.

The simplest example is that the mentality of trading stocks with a securities account of several thousand or tens of thousands of yuan is completely different from that of trading stocks with hundreds of thousands of yuan.

The escort process was boring, so Manager Qian brought up this topic while chatting with his colleagues.

My colleague knew some inside information: "Nancheng Construction asked us to do a three-party guarantee before. Didn't you know?"

"Hmm? Who's the middleman?"

"Mr. Chen from Tianhai Chamber of Commerce."

"Oh... no wonder... it turns out this is a good project?"

Goodwill does exist. For a company, it is a brand effect; for an individual, it is personal credit.

Mr. Chen from Tianhai Chamber of Commerce has an excellent credit standing. He is a big shot here who can directly withdraw cash by swiping his facial recognition card.

If the other party acts as a guarantor, many processes can indeed be omitted.

It would be more accurate to say that Ailia trusts Mr. Chen rather than Nancheng Group.

Why are these big guys the benefactors that the younger generations desire?

The simplest and most direct example is what is happening now.

A normal enterprise, even if it has money to invest, does not have reliable projects and does not have specialized personnel to test the projects.

Here comes a nouveau riche with 200 million. Does Nancheng Construction believe in the nouveau riche?

With 200 million yuan in hand, does the nouveau riche believe that Nancheng Construction really has the so-called core technology that is about to be put into production?

Mr. Chen has it - he has the qualifications to make Nancheng Construction believe in the upstarts, and he also has the ability to help investors verify the qualifications of the project.

A good investment project should be one that others would rush to give money to. This kind of finishing touch is like a big boss feeding you.

The reason why Xiao Liu was able to soar to the sky was because he had a noble person guiding him.

But now that he has grown stronger, he feels that he no longer needs these so-called noble people.

Of course, being a middleman is not easy, especially when it comes to tripartite guaranteed loans, which are prone to bad debts.

In the early years, banks made large amounts of loans but were unable to get them back. They declared bankruptcy after receiving hundreds of millions of dollars in loans, leaving behind a mess.

Some people would take risks for a few million, let alone money that they could never earn in a lifetime.

After transferring the property, you can still enjoy a good life, but who will bear the final losses?

That is why banks are developing increasingly subtle lending habits - the less short of money someone is, the more they want you to borrow money from them.

The more you need money, the harder it is to get a life-saving loan.

When banks issue loans, they actually care more about whether they can get back the principal than the returns.

Correspondingly, if one can maintain his credit in this wave of bad debts, his reputation will become better and better, and it will become easier and easier to get loans.

For the bank, Mr. Huo and Mr. Chen are the ones with good reputation, and the Ai Group is the high-quality customer that the bank wants to lend more money to.

So just be tired, who isn’t tired these days? It’s better than ending up with a mess.

"I hope Nancheng Group can survive. If they fail, they will create another mess... Alas..."

……

……

"Mr. Lei, hello!"

"Hello, Mr. Wang. Let me introduce you. This is the chairman of our group, Alia."

"Oh! Miss Ai! You are too young. Heroes emerge from youth!"

"Hello, Mr. Wang." Ailia shook hands with the other party, whose palm was a little cold.

In fact, everyone could see that Mr. Wang didn’t look very good—not because he was unhappy with Alia, but because he was tired and anxious.

If he were healthy, Mr. Wang would be a rough and tumble warrior, with a big frame and a slightly rough look.

But fatigue and anxiety made his eye sockets sunken, his face gray and black, and he looked less confident.

"Everyone please take a seat." Mr. Wang called his assistant to serve the dishes: "Bring up the wine we brought!"

"No, I don't drink." Alia declined the other party's kindness: "I just came of age."

Mr. Wang opened his mouth, then sat down somewhat uncomfortably: "Okay, okay, not drinking is a good thing, alcohol is harmful to the body."

Prime Minister Lei sat down next to Alia, with Mr. Wang's assistant next to him.

Although Alia repeatedly said that she would treat herself, it was obvious that Mr. Wang still understood the ways of the world.

The restaurant is luxuriously decorated and a meal here costs at least five figures.

Under normal circumstances, there are only two possibilities for Alia to come here at her age.

One is to follow your parents to see the world, and if you have it when you are born, then you really have it.

One is to work as a waiter and strive to earn a little bit of your own dream in this bustling city.

Alia has never been interested in such places, but Mr. Wang was obviously unsure of Alia's attitude, so he could only express his own attitude first.

Why do some wines sell well even though they cost thousands of dollars a bottle, or even have no demand?

Because if you give it as a gift, that thing can show that you have a good attitude - at least you won't go wrong.

The situation is the same now. Luxurious dishes are served on the table, with all kinds of delicacies from land and sea.

Alia ate something and it tasted really good, just as good as the food in her staff cafeteria, and even slightly better.

Come to think of it, a dish in the staff cafeteria costs ten yuan, and the group loses more than fifty yuan on average for each dish.

A dish here costs one thousand yuan, and the average cost of each dish is up to one-tenth of the selling price.

Mr. Wang had no appetite for the food. It was obvious that Alia did not make any demands and did not seem to have any material desires, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He winked at his assistant, and the beautiful woman quickly picked up the glass in front of her and toasted Mr. Lei.

Alia doesn't drink, but Lei always drinks, but he doesn't like it either.

The assistant was almost clinging to Mr. Lei, while the other assistant didn't know how to start.

Alia is also a girl, how to post it?

While she was at a loss, Alia tasted the shark's fin and rang the bell for the waiter.

"Hello, can I have some rice?"

The waiter blinked and looked left and right: "Excuse me, is it white rice?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"Ah - no, no, I'm sorry we don't have it ready. I'll get it for you right away."

Mr. Wang smiled awkwardly: "Miss Ai, are you dissatisfied with the food?"

"No, it's delicious. Mr. Wang, you should try it too. Also, your two assistants brought the wrong ones this time."

Did I bring the wrong guy? Then I should have brought you two handsome guys.

Mr. Wang wiped his sweat, which meant that he was really not suitable for dealing with children...

"If Mr. Liu Shouzheng and his secretary are here, then your two assistants should be able to be of use."

Alia picked up a piece of fried sea cucumber with green onions and said, "Come on, sister, you eat too. Don't try to please me. We're not going to play that kind of game today. Let's eat first and talk business after we're full."

The young lady froze and looked at Mr. Wang with a pleading look.

Mr. Wang quickly tried to smooth things over and laughed: "Miss Ai, you are joking. Let's eat. It would be great if the food satisfies you!"

The waiter came back with the rice. Alia thanked him and took it before eating it with the shark fin without even looking up.

"I'm not kidding, Mr. Wang. Mr. Lei told me about you before. You started out in the transportation business with sports cars in your early years, and later built up such a big family business."

"Ah ha ha--"

"But why don't you do real estate? Why do you want to do industry, especially telecommunications infrastructure?"

"...Actually, this technology is not mine, but belongs to my high school classmate. He was better at studying than me, and later worked in a research institute, doing this."

"so……"

"Well, when he said that, I thought it was a good idea, so I did it."

Mr. Wang raised his glass and said, "Miss Ai, you don't drink alcohol, you drink tea, I'll toast you a glass-"

As he said this, he raised his head and started working, his posture was quite low.

There were many things he didn't tell Alia. After all, in his opinion, Alia was rich, but she was too young.

The difficulties of life are like a long river that never stops flowing.

Although there is an ambition to go east to the sea, the process is slow and the journey is difficult.

However, rivers always flow into the sea, but life's ambitions are often difficult to achieve.

When he was young, he was also very good at studying and envied his old classmates.

When they were young, they wanted to do something big, they thought about changing the world, and they thought about so many things.

Therefore, after he achieved some success, he met his old classmates again and they hit it off immediately.

Don’t Yu Dapao and his old boss have the same mentality? Just to prove themselves, are they willing to burn all their family fortunes to get into semiconductors?

As human beings, there will always be a day when we will fight for our dreams.

But Arya wouldn't understand—she was too young, and too lucky.

She has the family business left to her by her father and has an enviable foundation.

Just like what Liu Bei said back then, time passes by, I am getting old, but I have not accomplished anything.

If you have a solid foundation, you won't have to worry about the mediocre people in the world!

Mr. Wang is no longer young and no longer has the ability or courage to try again.

He had actually knelt down before Liu Shouzheng and kowtowed to beg him to save Nancheng Construction.

The other person turned and left. He went back that night and stood on the balcony for half an hour. In the end, he didn't even know how he got back.

Just as Mr. Wang took a sip of the spicy white wine and forced himself to smile and please, Alia spoke.

"I used to have a senior schoolmate who was a gifted girl in my circle of friends. We went to the same high school. I heard her speak under the national flag several times when I was in high school. She was a very talented sister and I admired her a lot."

"Ah..." Mr. Wang didn't understand, but he could only agree: "He is a very promising young man."

"She was born in the countryside and had excellent academic performance. She was later admitted to Tianhai University of Finance and Economics. When she was in her sophomore year, she was noticed by a large company and signed a contract for training in advance."

The young lady next to Alia paused, looked at Alia in surprise, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"In the first year, she worked very hard. Most of the things she updated on WeChat Moments were her thoughts on work. Occasionally, she would forward the company's advertising campaigns, thank her superiors and colleagues. She was modest and prudent, and very motivated."

"In the second year, I started to do makeup and then gourmet food, which is also good. Life should not just be about work."