narrow red

When Shi Kuoting returned to Ruyi Island, there was still an intersection, and he saw a group of people bustling in front of him, all holding their mobile phones, as if something had happened.

He ran up, and was so crowded that he couldn't see clearly, he saw a figure on the screens of mobile phones, big and small, with pale pink, a pair of almond eyes, and two smears of red lipstick, it was Ying Xiaonong, who was Gu Pan's brilliance.

Shi Kuoting rolled his eyes, this kid is really good at playing with affection.

Passers-by took turns waiting to take a group photo, scrambling and quarreling, Shi Kuoting saw the scene was quite chaotic, didn't walk away, took out his mobile phone and stayed by the side.

There are both men and women, shoulder to shoulder, very well behaved, only two foreigners, grabbing Ying Xiaonong's hand and sticking to his face, Ying Xiaonong doesn't do it, and the crowd doesn't do it either, you on both sides Every word I say, arguing broke out.

Shi Kuoting put away his mobile phone and squeezed in. The two foreigners didn't speak Chinese, and they were arguing with everyone in English, and they couldn't understand a word of babble. Shi Kuoting called Ying Xiaonong and told him to come out quickly.

Ying Xiaonong raised his water sleeves as a gesture to leave, the two foreigners may be out of breath, or they may use the excuse to play, grabbed his wrist, and held on tightly.

Now the crowd turned upside down, this was a blatant bully, a hooligan in the street, and a "woman" who openly flirted with us on our street. Several college students had already rolled up their arms and sleeves and wanted to go up and fight.

Seeing the situation, Shi Kuoting sank into his dantian, and roared: "Stand aside!"

That voice was so bright that it calmed down so many people, taking advantage of this moment, he squeezed in, grabbed Ying Xiaonong's waist and took him out.

The first ones to react were the girls on the periphery. Although they couldn't see clearly, they knew that it was a tall and handsome guy who "saved the beauty".

The two foreigners also reacted, one on the left and the other on the right held Shi Kuoting's arms, they didn't speak, but their eyes were hard, apparently to prevent him from leaving.

Shi Kuoting is not a vegetarian either, he has practiced Kung Fu for so many years and learned so many tricks of "putting swords in two ribs", he pushed Ying Xiaonong away and stared back: "What's the matter, golden retriever, do you want to practice? "

The two foreigners were shorter than him, but they were very strong, and their arms filled the cuffs of their T-shirts. Immediately, someone in the crowd shouted: "Young man, don't confront them head-on, foreigners, you're out of luck if something goes wrong!"

"What's wrong with foreigners!" The younger one couldn't swallow this breath, and urged Shi Kuoting, "Can foreigners insult our national quintessence? Brother, beat him up!"

Shi Kuoting's temper Ying Xiaonong knew that he couldn't hold Huo'er at the critical moment. Sure enough, he covered his chest with one hand and stepped with the other hand. He was about to punch. The next second, Ying Xiaonong took his arm and made a move. Xiao Jin'er, with a smile on his brows and spring eyes, walked up shaking his sleeves.

"Hey, pussy!" The two foreigners laughed with shameless obscenities on their faces.

"He cursed!" Someone who could understand English shouted immediately.

Ying Xiaonong curled the corners of her begonia-colored mouth, pulled Shi Kuoting back, ignored Sa Shuang's instructions, opened her mouth, and said in fluent English: "Get out of my face, pervert!"

What surprised people was not that the traditional opera actors spoke English, but the voice, which was clear and bright, mellow and deep, clearly a boy.

The two foreigners were a little confused, and the onlookers quickly realized that the big guys looked at each other and laughed at the same time, laughing at the two foreigners who came to China to play hooligans, and even played with the wrong partner. He sneered face to face.

"He'saboy!" Those in need, leaned forward and told them.

"Yeah, you bloody blind!"

"Now you know it! Chinese culture is bigbigdeepdeep, you can't even tell the difference between male and female, and you still come here to play whatliumang!"

The mouth of the Chinese was merciless, the two people were dazed and annoyed, they couldn't stay for a minute, they turned around and wanted to leave, how could it be so easy for everyone to let them go, chasing and chasing them, as if they were watching a cross talk, and kept making continuous noises. boos.

Shi Kuoting's momentum hadn't passed yet, and he wanted to go up and get involved, Ying Xiaonong forcefully pulled him back to the theater: "What are you doing, what's going on in front of your house!"

"You don't care," Shi Kuoting pulled his hand back, "They deserve it!"

"The treasure is not there," Ying Xiaonong went upstairs to pick the sideburns, "If I don't care, your grandson will not be fine?"

"It's not your fault." Shi Kuoting saw him tilting his head to pick flowers, soft and charming, with a red lacquered rail, really beautiful.

"Hey," Ying Xiaonong sighed, very self-reproaching, "I can't help it, I can't give up on my natural beauty, and there will be disputes between beautiful women and troubles, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Shi Kuoting had a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, and he really wanted to pooh him, what kind of softness and beauty, all of them are crossed, this is a rough old man with a strong upper body.

"Baochu hasn't come back yet?" On the second floor, Ying Xiaonong looked at Baochan's room.

A curved corridor in a semicircle, the rest room is arranged according to seniority, Bao Chan is at the bottom, then Master Kuang, Shi Kuoting, followed by him, Chen Rouen, and Sa Shuang, "Don't run into anything," Ying Xiao Lennon was a little worried, "If something happens to him, I have to go all out."

"Come on," Shi Kuoting took out the key, "Do you think he is you?"

Ying Xiaonong glared at him, opened the door and entered the room.

"Ah!" Baochan sneezed hard, holding a stack of leaflets.

He is on the pedestrian street behind Ruyi Island. The street is very wide, lined with rows of high-end luxury goods stores. He is a native, but this is the first time he has come to this street. The people on the street are quite different from other places. All of them looked like Zhengzheng, looking down with disdain.

When those people saw him and the flyer in his hand, they frowned first, and then walked away, as if he had some kind of bacterial virus on his body, and he couldn't get rid of it if he touched it.

Baochan stood awkwardly on the bustling street. He handed out leaflets several times, but they were all avoided without a trace. When he looked up, he saw that there was a coffee shop in front of him. There were not many customers, three or two gentlemen and one lady.

He plucked up the courage to go over, tried not to be annoying, whispered "traditional culture, please support more", and then pressed the flyer under the ashtray.

Even though they were so careful, those people didn't give face, as if they had a kind of natural arrogance, before the treasure blossom left, they pulled out the flyer and threw it on the ground.

In an instant, Baochan's face turned pale. Although it was just a trivial page, it was Ruyi Island on it, which was the hope of him and the big guys. Being thrown under his feet like this gave him a headache.

After clenching his fists again and again, for a long time, he bent down to pick up the paper, turned around silently without saying anything, when someone behind him called him: "Hey, wait!"

Baochan turned around with her mouth tensed, and saw that she was the only female guest in the seat, she was in her 40s, with neat short hair, and a cigarette between her gray-blue nails, and she waved to him.

Baochan calmed down and walked over.

"Sit," she said, flicking the cigarette ash, "show me the leaflet."

Hearing that she wanted to read the leaflet, Baochan's expression softened a little, and he handed her one, but didn't sit down.

"Sit," she said again, pointing to the seat next to her, "sit here."

Baochan didn't know what she meant, so he hesitated and didn't move, "Give me all your leaflets," she smiled at him with a smoke ring, "Sister, you've distributed them all for you, can you sit down?"

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Kuang Zheng got up from the table, feeling uncomfortable, maybe his tie was tight, or maybe he stared at the computer for too long, he turned his neck and walked to the window, there was a huge dark cloud in the sky, low and low above the city, standing The wind, moving slowly, has the momentum of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

In the quiet room, the phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up: "Hello?"

"Come up." It was Bai Yinwu.

Just two words, hang up the phone, after so many years of superiors and subordinates, Kuang Zheng understands Lao Bai, the more important the matter, the shorter his words.

Walking out of the VP room, his temples were faintly throbbing. He took the elevator up to the 62nd floor, knocked on Bai Yinwu's door, took a deep breath, and pretended to be refreshed: "What do you want from me?"

Bai Yinwu was leaning against the table, not wearing a suit jacket, there was an empty glass on the table, obviously just had a drink, Kuang Zheng had a bad feeling, and sat down on the sofa silently.

Bai Yinwu didn't come over, he loosened his tie, as if he couldn't speak: "The executive vice president's order is here."

Kuang Zheng clasped his hands together, saying that he was not nervous would be a lie, tilted his head slightly, and waited for him to continue.

Bai Yinwu didn't reveal himself immediately, and poured himself another cup, bringing it to his mouth: "Kendrick, I..."

"Okay, old bastard," Kuang Zheng fought back his headache, impatiently going around in circles with him, "it's a matter of life or death."

"Congratulations." Bai Yinwu said with a tired tone.

Kuangzheng let go of the hands that were clasped together suddenly: "It's me, what are you talking about," he evoked a smug smile, and raised his hand to put it on the back of the sofa, "I don't thank you for your kindness, my brother will repay you slowly."

Bai Yinwu didn't smile, he drank the glass of wine and put it on the table: "This executive vice president is temporarily under the investment bank department, and his work place is..."

"What do you mean?" Kuang Zheng was smart and sharp, and got up from the sofa. "What is 'temporary'? What is 'hanging'!"

"You also know that the performance of the commercial bank has continued to decline in the past few years." Bai Yinwu's tone changed. It was no longer a confidant to his own people, but a business to his subordinates. "The state's interest rate control, Ruyibao, Yu Libao The impact of the impact, the squeeze of city commercial banks, Wanrong's deposits have shrunk by nearly one-third in the past few years, and the interest rate spread..."

"That's enough." Kuang Zheng's temples jumped more and more violently. He wanted to laugh and take it as a prank, but his frown was a bit pitiful. "Are you interested?"

"A large amount of money is held in the hands of the rich, it's too wasteful," Bai Yinwu ignored him and continued the prepared speech, "So the head office decided to set up Wanrong Private Banking Department, headed by an executive vice president Take the lead, with the goal of attracting funds from high-net-worth clients, and formally enter the wealth market.”

Bullshit high net worth clients!Shit wealth market!What Kuang Zheng despises the most is the licking dogs of those rich people who have no life in public relations, "I am a mergers and acquisitions person, and I was sent to engage in private banking. You can just slap me!"

Bai Yinwu didn't say a word. Apart from being the big brother of Kuangzheng, he is also the managing director of Wanrong's investment banking department. In private, he has regrets, but in public, the company's decisions must be implemented.

"I'm the best appraiser on this street!" Kuangzheng's headache was about to explode, and he was struggling to save the situation. "Wanrong has so many trash, why don't you send someone..."

"Because they are trash," Bai Yinwu said bluntly, with an unusually indifferent tone, "Your sense of smell in the case of Millennium, your decisiveness in switching from the seller to the buyer, and the loan you made to the commercial bank with the financing opportunity, you have seen it all .”

Kuang Zheng stared at him, and his heart suddenly became clear. The last time the senior executives from the head office came, it was not a routine meeting at all. They came here for a secret meeting with Bai Yinwu. pot!

"Bai Yinwu..." For the first time, he called Lao Bai by his name directly, like a beast that had been tricked into a trap, his eyes were bloodshot and red, "I've been with you for ten years, you fucking fuck me!"