Xiao Zhumei nodded in agreement: "That's right. It's better to have no books than to believe in books. The gray area in economic activities is something that cannot be accessed by books. One of the things that has made me particularly touched in the past two years is the importance of economic intelligence. It is not enough to obtain information from official channels. The source of economic intelligence must be taken into account both black and white. If you only make transactions based on official information, you will definitely lose a lot."

Fu Song said in surprise: "Yes, you have indeed grown."

"Go to you!" Xiao Zhumei gave him a blank look. "ABCD's four major grain merchants all have their own set of intelligence systems. If KV companies want to become bigger and stronger, no matter how much the price they spend, they must do it."

Fu Song said, "You and Catherine are better off, you can easily pull the eggs when you step too much."

Xiao Zhumei glanced under him, "We don't have that thing. As the saying goes, starve to death, and those who are timid and those who are brave. Why? Don't you support me?"

Fu Song smiled bitterly and said, "Tell me, how much does it cost?"

Xiao Zhumei smiled and said, "I knew you were the best! I'll talk about money after you're done with it."

Fu Song suddenly felt something was wrong. If it were tens of millions of dollars, Xiao Zhumei would have asked her for it. The more she refused, the more she said that she wanted the lion to speak up.

However, as long as she was not too much, Fu Song was still willing to pay the money. Who made her the mother of her child?

"Mr. Fu, Miss Xiao, didn't disturb you, did you?"

Fu Song looked up and saw that it was Biman, the president of Citibank Asia Pacific. He raised his cup and touched him, and said, "Mr. Biman, the hospitality is not good."

"Mr. Fu is so polite." Biman said as he raised his glass to Xiao Zhumei, "Miss Xiao is brilliant tonight and very beautiful!"

"Thank you!" Xiao Zhumei took a sip of wine and knew that Biman would not enter the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so she said, "Mr. Biman, you guys talk, I'll go to entertain other guests."

"Miss Xiao, please give me a gift." Biman watched Xiao Zhumei leave and turned around and said, "Mr. Fu, Citibank is happy to provide more preferential financing services for your investment in Pudong."

"Is that right?" Fu Song was a little surprised at Biman's straightforwardness, but he is not short of money now. From March this year to the present, he has made nearly $2 billion in the Japanese and Daiwan stock markets. If there is no major mistake, he can make another big profit in the second half of this year.

Besides, he also holds United Bank, and even if he needs financing, he will not look far and far, so he will be cheaper than Citibank.

Therefore, Citibank wanted to impress Fu Song with more preferential financing services, which was a glamorous look on the blind man.

Biman smiled and said, "With my unremitting efforts, the board of directors has been convinced by me. I have obtained the authorization of the board of directors and hope to carry out broader and more in-depth cooperation with Mr. Fu."

"Oh? For example?" Fu Song couldn't help but be careful.

No matter what Biman and Citibank have plans, Fu Song doesn't believe that pies will fall from the sky. Even if they fall, they will not be free.

"For example, I admire Mr. Fu's sharp vision in the financial market, especially since this year, the Japanese stock market has suffered a major defeat, which proves Mr. Fu's judgment two years ago."

Fu Song smiled and narrowed his eyes and said, "Mr. Biman, I'm just lucky."

Biman shook his head and said, "No, on Black Monday in 1987, Mr. Fu was one of the few people who bet on the right bet. In addition, you also gained a lot in the Daiwan stock market. If it was just one time, it might be explained by good luck. Those who bet on the right bet on many consecutive times will definitely rely on luck."

Fu Song waved his hand and said, "That's all Peter Fei's credit, it has nothing to do with me."

Biman smiled slightly. These things can be hidden from others, but they can't be hidden from Citibank. As one of the largest banks in the United States, if Citibank doesn't even understand this, it's better to close the door as soon as possible.

What's more, when Fu Song entered Japan, some of the funds in the Daiwan stock market went through Citibank's channels. Citibank has an account of the flow and income of this part of the funds.

After internal evaluation by Citibank, Fu Song's return on investment in the stock markets of both places exceeded 100%, which shocked the eyes of the bigwigs at Citibank headquarters.

"Mr. Fu, you have excellent investment vision, Citibank has rich cash reserves and a huge political and business relationship network. Why can't we go further and learn from our strengths and weaknesses?"

Fu Song curled his lips secretly. In the past two years, Citibank has been in trouble due to its non-performing loans in overseas and commercial real estate, and its stock price has fallen terriblely. Biman actually has the face to brag in front of him.

Then again, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how poor Citibank is, it is still a behemoth with a total assets of nearly 200 billion US dollars. Moreover, a large company like Citibank is only temporary in its poor management. As long as it survives this difficult period, it will be a hero again.

Fu Song is still not very interested in Citibank's financing services, but he is very interested in the power and relationship network behind Citibank.

Capitalist countries have always praised their freedom, but anyone who believes it is definitely a brain that has been in trouble.

Some money can be made, while others cannot be made. If you make money, you can't spend it, and you can't even spend it for nothing.

However, if you can bring up the tiger skin of Citibank and hide behind it and fight for the jungle, it will be worth it even if you give up some benefits.

It’s not that Fu Song’s knees are weak. Who doesn’t want to make money like Zhang Mazi?

But under the eaves, people have to bow their heads. Who made him not have a strong motherland behind him?

"You should know that Peter Fei and I have worked very happily over the years. We are like a family, and he is also the godfather of my children." Although I had agreed in my heart, Fu Song still planned to stretch Biman, and at the same time, it was also to increase the price of being "buyed".

Peter Fei is my child’s godfather. I am a person who values ​​feelings. Do you want to buy me for this amount of money?

Have to add more money!

Biman hurriedly said: "Mr. Fu, you misunderstood. Mr. Peterfe is a respectable financier. Citibank is willing to continue to strengthen its cooperative relationship with Mr. Peterfe."

Fu Song made a relief expression, raised his cup and smiled, "Mr. Biman, it's such a coincidence. I happen to have a small project here. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Oh?" Biman's eyes lit up and he said eagerly: "About what?"

Fu Song took a sip of "wine": "oil."
Chapter completed!