After saying goodbye to Su Wanqing and Huo Anlan, Li Jin and his group boarded the plane.

After a full fourteen hours of flight, Li Jin and his group finally arrived at the world's largest country, the economic center of the United States, New York, also known as Gotham City.

When the plane landed, Li Jin found that Gao Sheng was only a senior account manager named James, but Li Songci was not seen.

"Where is Li Song's poem?" Li Jin frowned and asked James who was greeting him with a smile.

"Are you talking about the general manager of the Asia-Pacific region? She has something to do and can't get away, so she entrusted me to receive it on her behalf. Moreover, I will be responsible for contacting Mr. Li for a series of handover work on Xinlang's listing." James said politely.

Li Jin stopped hearing this, looked at him meaningfully, and said, "It's not popular to pick peaches within the investment bank, right?"

Li Jin knew very well that cooperation with Xinlang was a big case even for Gao Sheng. There were many cases with many benefits, and there were many jealous people.

What Li Jin is worried about now is that out of the power struggle within the investment bank, Li Songci was squeezed down and others would receive the credit on her behalf.

In this case, Mr. Li would have to speak up with Gaosheng Investment Bank.

James was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't quite understand what the words "Picking Peaches" meant by saying "Picking Peaches" were full of wisdom in Chinese language, but under the explanation of the assistant next to him, he hurriedly said to Li Jin: "Mr. Li, I think you misunderstood."

"I am only responsible for reception and conveying your needs and questions to the investment bank. General Manager Li is responsible for the specific matters. Moreover, General Manager Li is indeed delayed by some important matters at the investment bank headquarters now, so it's enough to handle them."

"I assure you that the investment bank will never change the person in charge at will without your consent."

James's words made Li Jin look a little better. He changed his smile and said, "Then let's go to the hotel quickly. To be honest, I'm really tired after sitting down for more than ten hours of planes."

Looking at Li Jin who changed his face back and forth, James's scalp was tight, and he felt that the Chinese man in front of him seemed not a fool.

The entire executives of the Xinlang Business team are all responsible for the reception of Gaosheng Investment Bank, and Gaosheng will naturally not be stingy in this regard.

He arranged for Li Jin and his group directly at the Doubletree Hotel adjacent to Wall Street.

Li Jin and Tang Jun lived in two presidential suites respectively, and other executives also had their own luxurious suites.

The daily expenses of this group of people are no less than US$10,000 when it comes to accommodation alone.

But this little money is not even a drizzle for Gaosheng.

Not long after Li Jin arrived at the hotel, James came to the door.

"Mr. Li, according to the arrangement, please ask you and your team to have a good rest at the time below. We will hold a dinner for you in the evening, and I will inform you in advance."

Li Jin nodded and said, "Please trouble you."

James smiled slightly and bowed and said, "It is my honor to serve you."

After saying that, James gently left the door.

Li Jin sat on the sofa and thought about it, but he still called Li Songci.

No matter what, I have arrived in New York, and Li Song's poems have not appeared for a long time, which always makes Li Jin feel a little strange.
Chapter completed!