Wenfeng rarely talked about the problems between herself and her husband Song Wendi with others. For some reason, she chose Song Wendi's disciple Fang Zhicheng to tell all this. Fang Zhicheng understood this, and Wenfeng was from a certain perspective.
Looking at her marriage with hatred, of course, she not only hated Wendi Song, but also hated herself. The reason why she chose Fang Zhicheng as the person to confide in was most likely because Wenfeng just wanted to find someone to confide in.
Precisely because of the special relationship between Fang Zhicheng and Wendi Song, Wenfeng knew that he would never talk about this matter with Wendi Song.
After breakfast, Fang Zhicheng took the initiative to help Wenfeng clear the dishes. Wenfeng did not stop him and walked to the living room alone to make coffee. After Fang Zhicheng cleaned up the kitchen, the rich aroma of freshly ground coffee beans wafted in the living room.
Fang Zhicheng had just picked up the coffee cup and was about to flatter him when Wenfeng's cell phone rang. She glanced at Fang Zhicheng and turned to the balcony to answer the call. Although there was a distance, Fang Zhicheng still heard Wenfeng's voice.
Floating intermittently from the balcony.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Wenfeng returned to the living room. Fang Zhicheng stood up and said with a smile: "You have something to deal with, so I won't disturb you and leave first."
Wenfeng secretly thought that Fang Zhicheng was smart enough to see that he had something to deal with, so he immediately took the initiative to leave. Wenfeng smiled and said: "Do you have anything else to do today? If you don't have anything else to do, just follow me, how about that? I won't have to fight.
I called the secretary."
Fang Zhicheng said happily: "I happen to be driving a car. Not only can I be your secretary, I can also be your driver, providing pick-up and delivery services."
Wenfeng rolled his eyes at Fang Zhicheng, and fell into Fang Zhicheng's eyes. There was something amorous about it. Fang Zhicheng was suddenly distracted, and quickly realized that it was just Wenfeng's subconscious behavior, without any emotional color, and quickly forced himself to calm down.
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Wenfeng went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then came out in a pair of smart clothes. Compared with just now, she looked very official. Before she became the president of a bank, she once served as the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city.
Therefore, the way she behaves has a heroic spirit that belongs to female officials.
After getting into Fang Zhicheng's car, Wenfeng briefly explained to him the situation of the meeting today. Fang Zhicheng knew that what Wenfeng was meeting was not an ordinary person. Otherwise, Wenfeng would not have spared time to meet him on Saturday.
meeting.
"The person I'm meeting today is an Englishman. He is a famous banker. He previously caused a bloody storm in Yunhai with an investment company in Yunhai." Wenfeng said in a solemn tone.
Fang Zhicheng sighed softly: "After the big bull market in 2007, the domestic stock market bubble may burst at any time in 2008, but ordinary people are not aware of the danger. It is expected that the stock market will definitely respond within two or three months, and by then the domestic economy will
I’m afraid there will be a series of chain reactions.”
Wenfeng stared at Fang Zhicheng and said doubtfully: "I didn't expect you to be so pessimistic about the domestic stock market, but now many people maintain strong enthusiasm for the stock market."
Fang Zhicheng said: "There is a trend now. Everyone will make money as long as they enter the stock market, but they ignore another important question, who loses? China's economic growth has been rapid in recent years, but it still cannot support the current explosion of the stock market.
It has been growing rapidly, and international capital has poured into the country in large quantities in the past two years, which has made the domestic stock market so hot. The money everyone is making now is from international capital. When those international capital shrink, it will be time to shear the sheep.
"
Wenfeng smiled and said: "You look at the problem relatively rationally. The current domestic financial situation does have great risks. The State Council has asked the banking system to formulate multiple strategies and consider a complete set of subsequent responses if the stock market plummets.
Strategy."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said: "In the financial field, we have fallen hard. The Asian financial crisis in 1997 once controlled our growth rate. However, that battle was in Xiangdu after all. This battle
Domestically, we need to carefully consider the consequences."
Wenfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that now everyone is blinded and rushing to the stock market."
Fang Zhicheng said solemnly: "At this time, the more we must be rational."
Wenfeng found that Fang Zhicheng had quite a thorough research on finance and said with a smile: "Guess what the foreigner will talk to me about today?"
Fang Zhicheng pondered for a moment and said: "Today's meeting is more to understand the situation and see how the Huainan Central Bank's attitude towards foreign capital is."
Wenfeng smiled and said: "Your analysis is very accurate. It seems that bringing you here today to fill the scene is a good choice."
During last year's stock market boom, Fang Zhicheng had studied knowledge about the stock market, but he thought it was only superficial. After all, people who have never played in the financial market can only talk about it on paper.
I met the British banker in the hotel cafe, his name was Brian Hebrew. He looked to be in his forties, had very short hair, and looked very masculine. Brian had been working in China for a long time, so he spoke Chinese well.
Yes. After Wenfeng briefly chatted with him for a few words, the two entered a tit-for-tat phase.
Brian seemed to be a gentleman and commented: "China's financial system is too fragile now. If it is managed according to the previous method, it will only make the economy worse and worse. The subprime mortgage crisis in Europe has broken out. Now
It is gradually affecting China, so I suggest that you use less so-called market regulation, completely hand over the leadership to professional bankers like us, completely hand it over to the market, and act in accordance with financial laws. This will be more conducive to getting China out of the crisis as soon as possible.
."
Wenfeng didn't feel dissatisfied. She had a lot of contact with foreigners. Brian's provocative words were a negotiation strategy.
Chinese people are generally very tactful when negotiating. Brian thinks that negotiating this way will be very tiring, so he might as well appear more aggressive. This can increase the momentum of the negotiation and the effect is very good. He can often make the Chinese people fearful as he wishes.
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Wenfeng tapped his chin with his finger and said calmly: "Mr. Hebrew, if you meet with me today just to discuss the social system with me, then I will be very disappointed. Because even if we come up with the results of our discussion, I will not be disappointed."
Your company doesn’t do any good either.”
Brian secretly thought that Wenfeng was really a powerful woman and blocked his words in the blink of an eye.
Brian raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "President Wen, you are the smartest Chinese woman I have ever met. I apologize to you for what I said just now, just to open the topic faster. Now I will tell you what I really think,
We hope that Huainan can relax policies and allow our foreign banks to enter. Now we have branches in Nanyue, Yunhai and other places. The next step is Huainan, but we understand that the Huainan Central Bank has a strong voice of opposition.
So I hope you can make some concessions."
Wenfeng's beautiful eyes turned and she said without giving in: "Mr. Hebrew, I don't want to care whether other places accept you, but in Huainan I will never allow excessive foreign investment. For local banking companies, this is equivalent to chronic
suicide."
Brian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."
Wenfeng said: "This is my principle."
The conversation with Brian ended unhappily, and Fang Zhicheng gained another understanding of Wenfeng. She was a woman full of confidence.
Sitting in the car again, Fang Zhicheng asked: "Where are we going now?"
Wenfeng seemed to still be immersed in the atmosphere of the conversation just now. It took a moment to come back to reality and said: "Go home!"
Fang Zhicheng started the car, thought for a moment, and said with a smile, "How about we go around for a while and then go back?"
Wenfeng was slightly startled and said, "Where are you going?"
Fang Zhicheng said: "I am your driver, you can give me orders."
Wenfeng thought for a while and said, "I haven't gone shopping for a long time, so why not buy clothes with me?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "I'm happy to accompany you."
Arriving at a large department store on the pedestrian street, Wenfeng and Fang Zhicheng entered the women's clothing area on the second floor one after another. Wenfeng seemed to feel much relieved and started shopping in various clothing stores. Wenfeng's figure at this moment
It is fully displayed, and almost all clothes on her body can show a special taste.
However, Wenfeng prefers some mature-style clothing, so the styles are relatively uniform.
"I have a similar piece of clothing at home." Wenfeng shook his head, handed the clothes he had just changed to the waiter, and said regretfully.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and suggested: "President Wen, the clothes in several stores over there look good, how about we go and try them?"
Wenfeng shook his head and refused: "There are clothes suitable for little girls in their twenties, so I won't use them."
Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly, reached out and took Wenfeng's hand, and walked out the door.
Wenfeng was slightly startled, frightened by Fang Zhicheng's abrupt action, and forgot to stop him for a moment. Fang Zhicheng pulled Wenfeng to some youthful clothing stores and said: "President Wen, if there is no change in your life,
, that’s so boring, you might as well change to a new style today, I’ll pay for it.”
Wenfeng glared at Fang Zhicheng and muttered: "Do you often help Lao Song make decisions like this?"
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and said with a chuckle: "That's right! Sometimes I feel that the boss is not doing something right, so I will tell him directly what the correct method is. The boss was a little repulsive at first, but over time he got used to me.
That’s it.”
Wenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, showed a helpless expression, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll let you make the decision today."
Wenfeng rarely went shopping, and she rarely visited clothing stores suitable for young women. However, because of Fang Zhicheng, she completely let go, as if she had become more than ten years younger and found herself in her youth. Fang Zhicheng accompanied her
Wenfeng would give her some advice from time to time, and when they disagreed about a certain piece of clothing, they would bicker a bit, and time really flew by.
As a result, Fang Zhicheng carried several big bags, and Wenfeng's face was full of smiles. When he was about to leave the mall, Wenfeng suddenly stopped and turned his back.