At noon on Thursday, in the office area of the Lujiazui Minsheng Bank branch, bank employees were busy one after another.
Branch president Mo Yanbo came out of the conference room with a big belly, returned to his office with a water glass, refilled some water at the water dispenser, sat behind the large desk, and enjoyed the pleasant time before get off work.
Later, he received a call from Song Yan, the boss of his big client "Dayan Entertainment". He chatted for a few words to find out what Mr. Song meant. After thinking about it, he pressed the intercom number and called his general Huan Fei from the financial department.
Account manager Chen Qingshuang called in. : :
After a while, two beauties wearing Minsheng Bank uniforms walked in. The leader was a slim young woman with an oval face, fair skin, and a height of about 170. She smiled before saying anything, and was full of dewy and charming young woman style.
Following her is Chen Qingshuang. She is 1.72 meters tall, wearing small high heels, with fair skin. Her domineering and hot figure is covered by bloated winter clothes. But she is still a first-class beauty.
Her black hair is tied up and she wears a lavender silk scarf. She has a dignified and quiet temperament. She has a standard etiquette smile on her smooth oval face. The 23-year-old girl is obviously better than the beautiful young woman Huan Fei.
Huan Fei smiled and said: "Mo Xing, are you looking for us?"
"Yes." Mo Yanbo nodded with a smile, his eyes sliding over Chen Qingshuang's beautiful face, and he was filled with admiration. Chen Qingshuang has been working in his bank for more than a year and is known as the golden flower of the Shanghai branch. Of course he saw Xiao
The way the girl dressed in summer, her figure, her figure, her legs. I guess the young people in the industry noticed her with their eyes.
If he were a few years younger, he would definitely find a way to get her into bed. Now, just take a look. He has been working in the financial industry for a long time and is well-informed. Some beautiful women can really want men.
Life.
This is terrible. One is about career. Excessive demands are very troublesome. The other is about body. There is no doubt that Chen Qingshuang belongs to the latter. In his opinion, this is definitely the best.
He can't afford it with his old bones.
"Huan Fei, Xiao Chen, it's like this. Mr. Song, a big client in the industry, called just now and asked about the 5 million financial product recommended to him last time. He wants to hear your introduction again in the afternoon.
You guys will contact Mr. Song later and try to get this order."
"Okay, Mo Xing."
After Huan Fei and Chen Qingshuang went out, Mo Yanbo drank tea leisurely. Whether or not to take it down and how to take it down were their business. As a leader, he only needs to "clearly distinguish rewards and punishments."
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"Xiao Chen, come with me." Huan Fei stepped on high heels and led Chen Qingshuang into a small conference room. She checked the equipment and closed the door. The smile on her face slowly faded, "I'm going to have a meeting with Song in the afternoon.
Don’t talk about financial products, I don’t want your unpleasant experience to affect his attitude. Do you understand?”
The tone is a bit condescending. It seems to also contain some other meanings. How many beautiful women can get along well with each other? There are many things like playing piano and singing between the beauties of some music conservatories. What's more, in the workplace?
Chen Qingshuang still had the polite smile of a newbie, with a quiet temperament. She looked at Huan Fei with bright eyes and said, "I know."
Huan Fei looked at Chen Qingshuang's beautiful face, folded her hands on her chest, and said with a little sarcasm: "No. I don't think you know." After saying that, she walked forward, leaned against Chen Qingshuang, and whispered in her ear.
Said: "In the afternoon, if Mr. Song asks you to wear a swimsuit and swim with him in the constant-temperature swimming pool, would you be willing?"
Chen Qingshuang took a half step back, pursed her lips, and did not answer. When she was taken by President Mo to lobby Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing asked her if this was her first time doing this kind of lobbying? She said no. She was the first to do so.
The first time she participated in the lobbying was Song Yan, the boss of "Dayan Entertainment". He was a handsome and handsome second-generation rich man. She tried to manipulate him and negotiate a better condition for herself. But Song Yan finally chose the one with Huan Fei.
Huan Fei's momentum gained the upper hand, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She changed the subject and said charmingly: "Qingshuang, I'm not telling you, how much salary can you get from the bank? How hard is the life of the working-class people here in Shanghai? You have it yourself?
experience.
Do you know how much Mr. Song gave me that time? Give me fifty thousand for a night with him. Moreover, he is still so young, handsome, and very skilled. Geez, sister, this is both eating and taking. Are you willing to give it to a fat man in the future?
An old man with big ears is being held down?"
Chen Qingshuang whispered: "Sister Huan, what do you want to say?"
Huan Fei said straightforwardly: "I'm calling Mr. Song to make an appointment for dinner. If you are willing, just come with me. If not, just don't go. Otherwise, you will spoil my good deeds. I will go out of my way to make this order today."
Take it down."
Chen Qingshuang blinked, "Sister Huan, I'll think about it."
Huan Fei sneered and dialed Song Yan's cell phone directly. The moment the call was connected, the expression on her pretty face quickly turned into a warm smile, and she said softly and charmingly: "Young Master Song, good morning..."
After Barbara finished speaking, she made an appointment for lunch at "Mingxuan". This is a Chinese restaurant that specializes in Magic City cuisine and Cantonese cuisine. The taste is excellent. There are four restaurants in Magic City. Song Yan has settled on the restaurant here in Pudong.
Huan Fei smiled, patted Chen Qingshuang's arm meaningfully, turned and left the conference room. She just said clearly on the phone, "Mr. Song, Xiao Chen said she wanted to consider whether to go over for lunch." And Song Yan's
The reply was, "Let her go." She didn't seem to care much about Chen Qingshuang. She played hard to get.
Looking at Huan Fei's back, Chen Qingshuang curled her lips in disdain. Huan Fei's reaction was as expected. Besides, it was only fifty thousand, I thought it was too much!
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Chen Qingshuang said she wanted to think about it, but in fact she had an appointment at noon. After getting off work, she declined invitations from several colleagues to have dinner, hailed a taxi at the door and went directly to No. 3 on the Bund across the Huangpu River.
In the "Wangjiang Tower" on the top floor, I saw Jing Gao, who had arrived early and was sitting at the dining table.
"Mr. Jing, I'm sorry, I'm late." Chen Qingshuang carried her handbag and sat down at the dining table wearing a Minsheng Bank uniform. Because of this uniform, it attracted the attention of many diners. She is indeed a very nice beauty.
This restaurant is known as the wedding venue in Shanghai. The per capita price is 3,200 yuan. The Western food tastes very good. The environment is elegant and you can overlook the beautiful scenery of the Huangpu River in the restaurant.
Jing Gao turned down Song Yan's dinner because he had made an appointment with Chen Qingshuang a long time ago. His time to come to the Magic City has basically been completed. After visiting Professor Wei tomorrow morning, he will return to the capital. Before Weiwei leaves the capital for vacation,
Stay with her for two days.
Well, naturally I came to see the fish he kept in the pond. He would not use Chen Qingshuang's job to seduce her. But there is still no problem in communicating with her in private. I chat with her well on WeChat, and occasionally give her
She handed out red envelopes. The largest red envelope was 100,000.
"It's not too late. This is the time for you to get off work." Jing Gao made a gesture, called the waiter, and ordered: "Let's serve the food."
"Okay. Please wait a moment."
Chen Qingshuang poured a small half glass of red wine from the decanter for Jing Gao, placed it in front of Jing Gao, and said, "Mr. Jing, let me tell you something that just happened to me. Don't laugh at me."
Jing Gao just smiled, sat at the square table covered with white tablecloth, raised his glass and asked, "What's the matter?"
Chen Qingshuang whispered: "Mo Bank assigned me and a colleague a task. In the afternoon, we are going to find a rich young man to sell a five million wealth management fund. My colleague disliked me getting in the way, so he gave me two choices, or we can go together at noon.
Go have dinner with the rich young man, or don’t ruin her good deeds this afternoon."
Chen Qingshuang came to have lunch with him at noon, so the choice was obvious. Of course, when she said this, her motives may not be simple. It belongs to a little girl's scheming: to raise one's own worth. Jing Gao felt like a mirror in his heart, took a sip of red wine, and joked:
"With your appearance and figure, would anyone think that you are in the way?"
Chen Qingshuang chuckled and said in a low voice: "My colleague and Mr. Song have slept together a long time ago. If I don't agree to make a deal with Mr. Song, I will certainly be considered an eyesore if I go over to talk about work in the afternoon. You know where they are going to talk.
Huh? Haha, my colleague has been married for two years."
Jing Gao understood it as soon as he heard it. There are unspoken rules! Where can we talk about it? He smiled and asked casually, "Who is Mr. Song? Let me see if I recognize him?"
Chen Qingshuang said: "Song Yan from Dayan Entertainment."
What? Jing Gao narrowed his eyes slightly. This "news" came very suddenly.
