Tianhe drove the car to the underground garage of Yintai Building. Today, four rows of sports cars were parked in the garage, just like driving a super sports car show.

Tianhe glanced at Guan Yue's car and Pro said, "Guan Yue will be late."

Tianhe said, "I'm used to it. Anyway, I've been waiting for him eight times in my life."

Tianhe pressed his headphones and was about to go up to the G-level, but the Finance Minister walked past the garage and greeted Tianhe, saying, "Mr. Guan is still on the plane, and may be nearly an hour late."

Tianhe nodded politely, Mario said again, "I know some things are unpleasant, but Wen Tianhe, when you come to the company to join the company, it is better not to drive this car, it is too luxurious. And I suggest you not drive a car that is more than two million yuan. If you drive such an expensive car, what should Guan Guan drive? "

Tianhe thought to himself that I had to walk, but he didn't tell Mario that I also gave you Mr. Guan's car. You can try to send him a better one in the future and don't let him drive that broken Audi again.

Pro said, "Don't contradict him, in theory, he is your direct superior now."

"Thank you for your reminder." Tianhe said politely.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Mario looked at Tianhe and said, "You can't wear this outfit when you go to work."

"Of course not," Tianhe replied, "I still have casual clothes, and the butler made me more than ten sets."

Today, Aunt Fang prepared a dark brown director suit for him and took off her hair, which fits very well. She carefully cleaned up according to her habits when she was in London. However, the conditions were limited and her style could not be too exaggerated, so she could only do this.

Qingsong Capital invested in ee. According to the company's rules, the administrative level of the finance chief is half a level higher than that of the branch ceo. Mario was dressed very energetic at such occasions, but compared with Tianhe, he was like Tianhe's assistant.

Mario said, "Qingsong is different from your technology company, and it is not better than you in London, Wen Tianhe. I think you don't usually deal with people. After joining the company, you still have to pay attention to the rules."

"We are technically born and have low emotional intelligence," Tianhe said to Mario modestly. "In many places, you need your guidance. What should you call you after joining the company?"

Mario "Just call me boss."

Tianhe said, "Hello, boss."

Mario smiled profoundly, shook his sleeves, revealing Patek Philippe, who was rounded up to four hundred thousand yuan on his wrist, stepped forward and pressed the elevator. This action was purely spontaneous. When the elevator arrived, Mario pressed the door and asked Tianhe to walk in first, and after entering by himself, he stood behind Tianhe.

Suddenly, both of them were a little embarrassed. Tianhe was taught a lesson by the "Boss" before he even joined the company. As a result, the boss helped him press the elevator and blocked the door for him. Mario didn't know why he was so stupid that he suddenly became Tianhe's assistant.

"Boss, when will Guan Yue arrive?" Tianhe turned his head and said to Mario.

Mario maintained his regular standing posture and replied, "Don't call the boss anymore, it may take another hour."

Tianhe said "Yeah" and stopped talking. Mario buttoned up her suit jacket and looked at Tianhe from the mirror of the elevator door. Finally, she couldn't help asking "What brand of this clothes are there?"

Tianhe smiled and said, "This store is not sold to the public. If you like it, order it for the boss."

Mario "Oh forget it, it should be inconvenient and not the style of your young people, it is not suitable for me."

"You are very young, too." Tianhe politely complimented.

Mario "My two children are in junior high school."

When the elevator arrived and the hospitality came to register, Mario took Tianhe into the banquet hall, and dozens of local financial practitioners of all sizes, which was the largest. As the leader in the industry, Guan Yue was naturally invited frequently, but he didn't like to talk big with the company's bosses and wives, not to mention that he had nothing to say when he came, and he would be used as a gossip when he went back.

The banquet hall was filled with flowers air-carried from Europe, and waiters came and went with champagne. In the center of the circular venue, a well-known band sang blues under the statue of Woking. There was only one pillar on the top of the Yintai Building to support the ceiling, with large circular glass windows on all sides. Four huge terraces bathed in the dusk sunset, facing this thriving city.

Tianhe always feels that this kind of party that imitates the so-called British one is embarrassing, and it is not as easy as the art banquet in London, nor is it like Manhattan to communicate and convey messages, but forcibly integrates industry gatherings and luxury salons. The banquet is held from 4 pm to 8 pm, and nothing is right. The style seems serious and formal, but the banquet talks about politics and gossip, and invites singers to sing in a mess, just like walking into the annual meeting home of a group of real estate sales managers.

What's more, with the domestic system, most economic trends, including the rise and fall of land and exchange rates, are not the capitalists' turn to express their opinions. So these prides of emperors first discussed how to cut leeks at the party, and after the meeting, they went back to their respective homes, waiting for the central bank to cut leeks, which seemed particularly funny.

Mario followed Tianhe and whispered, "Mr. Guan's original intention is to let you look at the face today. After all, the next product development targets the user group and most of the people who need to make a decision are members of the club."

"Yo" a foreigner smiled, "hers, I recognize you."

Tianhe brought a glass of champagne, raised his glass at him, and smiled.

Mario "That's Jonny, the vice president of Crowe Fund, you're Hermes"

Tianhe "Of course not, this is the worst time I have been hacked."

Mario doubted, "Why did he call you Hermes"

Tianhe said, "He called me Helmes, meaning I am a prophet, not the one who made a bag." He walked towards the foreigner and smiled, "Fortunately it's not Nostradamus."

The foreigner in his fifties was chatting with two beautiful girls with a beer belly. He laughed loudly when he heard this, and said with fun, "How much is the opening price of the Nasdaq tonight?"

Pro said, "Cros has a high probability of opening up."

Tianhe smiled and looked at the foreigner and said, "I think the trend today should not be bad."

Several more people came over with wine glasses, chatted with Tianhe, smiled and greeted him a few times, and Mario said, "ee has accepted Qingsong's financing."

"Then I think the entire stock market will be in Guan Yue in the future." Another middle-aged man teased.

Tianhe smiled and said, "It won't be the case. I will work hard to cultivate his sense of ownership to take over the country."

Everyone laughed again. After chatting for a while, the band changed the song, and Tianhe was attracted by the attention, with a smile in his eyes. The foreigner handed Tianhe a business card, and Tianhe took it with one hand, thinking that the rules were indeed messy, and he could change the business card at such a banquet, but he also followed the customs and said, "After Mr. Guan and I discuss my position in his mind, we will definitely send the business card to the mansion."

"Then I think you must be his baby." Another person said.

The group of people separated for a while in the laughter, Mario said again, "That's the young master of Lorman. His family once voted for ee, but not much, I don't know if you still remember it."

"Of course." Tianhe turned his head and said, "I'm going to apologize for my brother's presumptuousness and rudeness."

Tianhe and Mario were waiting patiently at another conversation. A young man was talking about the technology industry summit not long ago. Tianhe was listening with a champagne glass, waiting for the opportunity to chat. Pro said, "Guan Yue should have arrived in the city. The other party noticed you, and they were all observing you."

"To be fair, I don't want to see it," the other party said, "otherwise the analysts will be out of work."

Several people listened to the young man's talk and looked at Tianhe from time to time with a smile. Tianhe's eyes also had a smile until the young man turned to him.

"Oh, prophet." The young man smiled.

"Just charlatan." Tianhe smiled, raised his glass to him, drank some wine in the laughter, and everyone turned the topic and started chatting about the latest auction.

Mario had to admit that Tianhe was very suitable for such occasions, from etiquette to conversation, was almost impeccable. At first, Mario followed Tianhe and said a few words from time to time, but Tianhe was better at it than he thought. Mario began to ignore him, took a piece of chocolate from the waiter's plate and went aside to call Guan Yue.

Of course, at some point, Tianhe did not spare customers with sarcastic hints. The bosses believed that the analysis system could change the industrial structure and complete a new round of upgrades to the financial industry, but analysts believed that computers could never surpass human wisdom.

"So, the list of analysts in New Finance will be full of program names in the future." Someone began to mock Tianhe, "At that time, we can cultivate my software and let it learn to read magazines."

Proud reminded that "New Finance is a local magazine, and there will be an analyst ranking once a year to determine the ranking based on the vote."

Tianhe said calmly, "The program has no face and cannot win votes. It may be unlikely that I want to be on the list."

This sentence brought a burst of laughter, and Tianhe said helplessly, "To be honest, every time he voted for an analyst, he always felt like he was blindly casting his photos, and he had a beautiful pageant style."

Everyone laughed exaggeratedly. Prolo began to introduce the canvassing system of this new financial magazine. There is a saying in the industry that is "New Finance annually, Victoria's Secret Show". Whenever the magazine is released, the busiest thing for analysts in various fields is to look for people to canvassing votes everywhere.

"Mr. Guan is still on the way. He asks you to get to know our company's senior consultant, Mr. Guan's private lawyer, and chief legal consultant of Nolin Law Firm." Mario took Tianhe through the banquet hall and said, "Dutch dairy tycoon, who has a stake in corporate princesses of Unilever Group, Nestlé, etc., has a doctorate degree from Harvard, and has a family in-laws with the Dutch royal family. He has a very close personal relationship with Mr. Guan and is also our most reliable partner. Only he is qualified to enter and exit Mr. Guan's office in the company. Just call him Mr. Tong, and you will have many opportunities to deal with him next."

Pro "Guan Yue's confidant."

God and "Yeah"

"Mr. Tong is Wen Tianhe." Mario smiled and faced Tong Kai, who was chatting with several investors with his back.

Tong Kai "Hi"

Tong Kai turned around with a champagne glass and politely met Tianhe.

"Wen Tianhe has been admired for a long time," Tong Kai said with a smile.

"What a coincidence, I saw it again." Tianhe's voice cut off and was confused.

Tong Kai"

Tianhe ""

The two of them held champagne glasses, and their movements were solidified at the same time.

Mario "Tianhe is the program director of ee"

Tianhe ""

Tong Kai"

Mario ""

Tong Kai"

Tianhe ""

This was the first time in his life that Tianhe was so confused and helpless. He raised his hand slightly, pointed at Tong Kai, turned to look at Mario, and was completely confused by "he you"

Tong Kai finally came back to his senses, showed an elegant and handsome smile, and said, "I'm lucky to meet for the first time. I'll be grateful for it for a long time. I'll give you a lawsuit to win a coupon."

Mario ""

Tianhe hadn't reacted yet, Tong Kai took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and tried hard to signal Tianhe with his eyebrows and eyes. Don't be too surprised and calm, please.

"That Mr. Tong" Mario said, "What did you say just now?"

Neither of them spoke, and looked at each other like petrified. Tianhe nodded slowly and looked at Tong Kai suspiciously.

Tianhe thought it looked like alike at first, but Tong Kai couldn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't hide his voice. Tianhe immediately thought of it and said slowly, "Yeah, buy a lawsuit and win a coupon. This is good, but one seems to be a little short."

Tong Kai put his shoulders on Tianhe and said, "Dear, let me talk."

Tong Kai took Tianhe's hand, pulled him, pushed open the glass door, and walked to the platform.

Tianhe took a deep breath, and was shocked in his heart. On the surface, he tried hard to pretend to be calm, raised his eyebrows, looking forward to Tong Kai's explanation.

"Help me keep it confidential." Tong Kai said.

Pro "He did that contract with more traps than the main text."

"Oh." Tianhe looked at Tong Kai. When he was pressed by him this afternoon, he always felt something was wrong with this person. Now he finally understood, so he answered sincerely, "This is not possible."
To be continued...