"Hello, is Secretary-General Zhang here?" Xiao Chen stood in the hall of the headquarters and asked a cadre in a uniform with a confused look.

The latter looked at him and asked in a lazy tone: "Who are you? What are you looking for?"

"Secretary General Zhang called our branch office..." Xiao Chen said, while obediently handing out his ID.

To him, the rats in the headquarters are more valuable than him, and he dare not offend any of them.

"Oh, I'm still the director of the Tsinghua branch office." The cadre in uniform did not take him seriously. Looking at the ID, he changed the subject and asked: "Does Tsinghua students save more money in your place? There have been more students studying abroad in the past two years, and have they exchanged foreign exchange?"

"It's more than two years ago." Xiao Chen is a well-behaved person, and at this time he even showed his well-behaved.

The uniformed cadre was happy to see it, and shook the ID in his hand with his hands, and did not return it to Xiao Chen. He smiled and said, "I just happened to have time, so I'll ask you."

After saying that, he sat on the sofa in the hall with a big golden knife and used the phone next to him.

Xiao Chen followed him neither far nor close, and did not dare to ask for his own ID.

Although he is a staff member of the same bank and has a small official position, he can barely be called the top leader in his own branch office. However, when facing the cadres of the head office, he will always be at the grassroots level, and he will almost be booked for a lifetime.

In fact, he hasn't been to the Beijing Branch several times.

The promotion mechanism of banks has attached great importance to bloodline from the very beginning.

The colleges that graduated are from the blood of bank employees, and the jobs assigned are from the blood of bank employees, and the education and initial positions are also from the blood of bank employees. Of course, family blood is always the most important, and there is no doubt.

Places like the head office have always been a gathering place for high-quality employees. The colleges that graduate are not good enough, have low education, or have not been outstanding in family ancestry. If you want to join the company, you don’t have to think about it.

As for grassroots employees like Xiao Chen, it is rare to be promoted to the headquarters.

It is the opportunity to travel to the headquarters, and it is occasionally.

"What is your relationship with Secretary-General Zhang?" The uniformed cadre slowly dialed the phone, and he was chatting like a cliché.

Xiao Chen's strings were already tense, and while his mind was flying, he laughed and said, "I don't know Secretary-General Zhang."

"Don't you know? I don't know him and call you?" The uniformed cadre stopped dialing and turned his head and said, "It's not me that Secretary-General Zhang is afraid he doesn't even know where the door of the Tsinghua branch office will open."

Xiao Chen laughed and said, "I'm quite worried, I don't know what's going on. But he called by the head office, so I came to report it quickly."

"Um..." The uniformed cadre didn't know what he was thinking, paused for a moment, and dialed the remaining two numbers. After waiting for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Secretary General Zhang, I am Liu Yi. There is a grassroots comrade here, saying that he knows you..."

Xiao Chen lowered his head and couldn't argue. Could it be that he would jump up and grab the phone?

Liu Yi held the phone and kept smiling:

"Yes, here I happened to be touched by me. Seeing him wandering around like a headless fly, don't you have to ask?"

"oh oh."

"It's good, all the tea is made."

Liu Yi was lying about the phone, not afraid that Xiao Chen would expose it.

He looked up at Xiao Chen and continued to smile: "Yes, no trouble."

"It's okay."

"Yeah..."

After a few onomatopoeia conversations, Liu Yi's face suddenly changed, and he sat upright and said, "It's the person President Ren wants to meet. Hey, you said it earlier, I'll bring it to you right away... Oh, no problem, come soon."

Liu Yi hung up the phone, stared at Xiao Chen with a scrutiny gaze for a moment, then stood up, returned the ID in his hand to Xiao Chen first, and then smiled and said, "Director Chen is so hiding it. You have long said that he is President Ren. Can I still stop you?"

"Ren President?" Xiao Chen looked confused.

"Okay, let's go up first." This guy didn't know whether Xiao Chen was pretending or real. Life was like a play, it all depends on acting skills. You can't even ask if you can't see through it.

Xiao Chen followed him silently and climbed the stairs that were quite magnificent, and every step felt extremely fresh.

This is where the head office is located.

Countless funds gathered here.

The fate of countless bank employees, countless companies, and countless people may be determined only by the beating of its nerves.

This is also a mysterious place that countless grassroots employees constantly speculate but cannot touch.

When Xiao Chen was working, he also fantasized about coming to the headquarters one day.

Now looking at it, this kind of fantasy is like a primary school student who thinks that he can become "great" or "famous" when he grows up.

Bang bang.

Bang bang bang bang.

Liu Yi, who was walking in front, knocked on the door very carefully. He heard the shouting inside and pushed it away.

Xiao Chen hurriedly followed in and saw a twenty or thirty-meter-long table placed horizontally in the room, but only six or seven people sat on both sides.

"Professor Yang?" Xiao Chen saw Yang Rui at first glance. His lips trembled and he said it out.

His voice was not loud, but Liu Yi in front of him heard it. He turned his head slightly and thought for a while, but did not speak.

"Xiao Chen is here." Yang Rui's expression was always confident.

This world belongs to Yan, so Yan is trustworthy.

Yang Rui showed a warm smile, waved to Xiao Chen, and asked him to move forward.

Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, took two steps, his mind full of confusion.

When it comes to Yang Rui, he is extremely familiar, and even too familiar.

Since Yang Rui's first year of junior high school, he has helped Yang Rui handle business. At most, the Tsinghua Branch Office contacted customers every month to help Yang Rui acquire and collect a large number of stamps. In return, Yang Rui would buy some treasury bills, or loans and deposits.

Yang Rui was very generous when buying stamps back then. If it were rare stamps, such as Blue Army stamps and monkey stamps, he would often give more than 50% or 60% of the market price, so that after that, Xiao Chen himself became a celebrity in the postage market, and those who sell stamps would even come to him by himself.

Later, Yang Rui bought antiques, calligraphy and paintings, tea and courtyards, and many of them were used to operate them through him.

The relationship with Yang Rui, a rare big client, is also the main reason why Xiao Chen has become the director of the branch office at a young age. Until now, when the branch office has any tasks to be completed, Xiao Chen can get a good feedback as long as he calls Yang Rui.

Although a small division office is only the grassroots existence in the banking system, Xiao Chen is satisfied and happy before entering the gate of the headquarters.

In the nearby area, he is also the youngest and most prosperous among the directors of each family.

But after walking into the gate of the headquarters, Xiao Chen did not expect to see Yang Rui.

"I am Zhang Qian." Secretary-General Zhang shook hands with Xiao Chen and smiled, "I remember, you have studied in the financial system training class before."

"Ah...yes." Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment. How long ago was the training class? And it was just a very boring routine. Why was it mentioned at this time?

"There are many talents in the financial system training class. Xiao Chen, do it well." Secretary-General Zhang said and introduced to him: "Professor Yang, you know him. This is our President Ren."

"Hello, President Ren." Xiao Chen hurriedly said hello.

This is someone you can only meet at a conference.

"Well, you serve Professor Yang and explain our policies. If you don't understand, ask others." President Ren shook hands with Xiao Chen like an intellectual elder.

Xiao Chen nodded in surprise.

"Huarui is about to have a large amount of foreign exchange coming. President Ren hopes that I can exist in the Bank of China." Yang Rui smiled and said, "I don't know anyone from the Bank of China, I just think of you."

Yang Rui's explanation was much more blunt, which suddenly woke Xiao Chen up.

"I'm not very familiar with foreign exchange business..." Xiao Chen quickly explained.

"If you don't understand, ask others, and then tell Professor Yang." President Ren's words were similar to an order.

Yang Rui said in a more relaxed tone: "I only listen to your explanations and explanations. I ignore whatever others say. So, Director Chen, the burden on your shoulders is very heavy."

Yang Rui seemed to be joking, but to Xiao Chen's ears, he really weighed more than a thousand pounds.

"Professor Yang, I'm afraid I'm not competent." Xiao Chen replied in a low voice.

He really has no relevant experience, especially when President Ren appears, the amount involved will not be easy. Thinking about the possibility and consequences of the mistake, Xiao Chen is under a lot of pressure.

"Don't worry, just like I used to do business in our branch office." Yang Rui comforted her with a smile and said, "I don't like other people to say something against their will. No matter how you say it is, they are all from the Bank of China. I feel more at ease if you help me deal with the banking situation."

"this……"

"Xiao Chen, Professor Yang chose our Bank of China because he is familiar with you. It can be said that your work not only opens up a new business line for our Bank of China, but also teaches us all a lesson. You will do what Professor Yang said, and come to me for whatever you need." President Ren said, turning his head and said, "Xiao Zhang, you second Xiao Chen to the head office first so that he can do things with peace of mind."

Xiao Chen nodded in a daze.

There was too much information in front of him, and he could no longer handle it.

Yang Rui got up and moved, poured a glass of water, and returned it to him, saying, "Xiao Chen, don't think too much, take your time, we are all newbies."

Yang Rui had to let Xiao Chen handle Huarui's foreign exchange business.

In China in 1990, there was no professional accounting firm or bank intermediary service institution. The bank's job was to save money and lend money, and then sell some messy gold and silver coins.

Foreign companies can use foreign banks and various foreign consulting agencies and firms to handle foreign exchange, but Yang Rui is inconvenient.

Of course, the large amount of foreign exchange earned by Huarui can be kept in the bank accounts in Hong Kong, but even so, it is extremely large if you need to send it back to China.

With so much money and funds that are being deposited one after another, you cannot simply deposit it in the bank, and no bank provides you with such simple services.

If you have to sign a more complicated contract, people with the current urinary nature of domestic banks will be exhausted if they play unwritten rules.

Rather than bothering to study it yourself, Yang Rui would rather find a familiar intermediary.

Yang Rui gave Xiao Chen ten minutes to adjust, then took out a document and handed it to him, "This is our first profit, deposit it into Huarui's newly opened account. See how it is appropriate. I need to flexibly withdraw it, and the exchange ratio must be reasonable..."

Xiao Chen took the document blankly and looked down and saw a long list of zeros.

"This is……"

“Sildenafil income in the United States.”
Chapter completed!