Rebirth of financial migrant workers

Chapter 101 Stories can be fake, but feelings must be true
The meeting time at Sanlimiao Branch has exceeded 40 minutes.

There was a crowd of people outside the conference room door.

At the beginning, everyone was still chatting and laughing, but gradually anxiety spread throughout the waiting area.

Nonsense, the meeting on a loan lasted 40 minutes, which shows that the committee members were in an extremely bad mood today, and they were trying to drive the reporting staff of the branch to death.

When it comes to the loan meeting for these people outside the door, who can last 20 minutes?

Don't be arrogant, those old loan officers who talk a lot can only do it for half an hour at most.

"You said, you won't really let the Sanlimiao branch pass, right?"

"Damn it, you can survive under these conditions, why didn't you wake up!"

"Don't panic, everyone!" Han Li, who had already attended the meeting and was now worried, stood up, "Don't worry, there must be something wrong with the Sanlimiao Branch, because Wang Chunliang in their bank likes to cause trouble the most, and he is probably being criticized by the loan review committee members. They took turns criticizing."

Although he said so, Han Li, who had fought Wang Chunliang several times and was killed instantly, felt terrible in his heart.

Knowing yourself and your enemy will always win any battle. After thinking for a while, he decided to find out the latest information.

Han Li leaned against the door panel and put his ear against the crack of the closed door of the conference room, carefully identifying the battle situation inside.

"How's it going? What did you hear?"

"January 2001, 1. This is a news report, is it a conspiracy???"

"Emmmm, my dearest Xiaotan. Wori, why are you reading love poems???"

'Squeak' The door suddenly opened, and Han Li fell into the house with the other two before he could react.

Wang Chunliang reacted very quickly, pulling Sister Jun aside and Han Li fell to the ground.

When Mr. Cui saw the new account manager of the Zhengwu New District Branch who had performed poorly in the previous meeting, he became furious and angrily said:
"You rookies, can you learn from Wang Chunhao and see what it means to prepare before a meeting and what it means to argue with committee members!"

Then he put on a kind expression and said to Wang Chunliang with a smile: "Chunliang, our bank is very supportive of our customers this time. You must pay close attention to the agency matters of NASSAN and TOYATA in Nitong Auto City. Don’t miss the opportunity for further cooperation.”

Wang Chunliang nodded: "Mr. Cui, don't worry. We will classify them into five levels every month as required by the Risk Department, so as to accurately grasp their dynamics."

"Xiao Wang~" Vice President Shi, who had been offline for more than ten minutes, also stood up and rubbed his hands. "Can you lend me that diary~"

Wang Chunliang slapped his head and said: "Oh, Mr. Shi, there is really nothing we can do about this. This diary is Zhu Changyuan's relic. Tan Lanqing is still downstairs waiting for me to return it. Goodbye, I will I’ll report back to you again!”

With that said, he pushed Han Li aside who was blocking the way with one hand, and pulled Sister Jun with the other hand and quickly disappeared from Vice President Shi's sight.

The two of them rushed all the way to the safe passage on the third floor before slowing down. Seeing that there was no one on the stairs, Sister Jun jumped slightly and landed on Wang Chunliang.

Wang Chunliang was afraid that her high heels would sway his feet, so he quickly reached out and hugged her.

Chubby, generous and rich.

Sister Jun's happiness was beyond words: "I actually passed. You're great."

What followed was a 'bang' sound, and then she couldn't wait to ask: "I didn't expect that President Shi's crimes were secretly recorded in the diary."

"Ah, this." Wang Chunliang scratched his head, "The contents of the diary about private lending were compiled by me and cannot be used."

Sister Jun took out her diary and flipped through it for a long time, but she couldn't find those passages and was dumbfounded.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The last story is about Rizhao and Fengtian's princess." Wang Chunliang raised his hand to interrupt her: "It's a little artistic retouching. The story can be fake, but the feelings must be true."

Sister Jun: "."

Look, this is the simple 2009.

When people talk about things, they always say it one way and seek truth from facts.

In a few years, when a number of Internet companies develop, people like Yanhong, Dazui, and Afu will tell stories and be filled only with emotions.

Wang Chunliang, who was influenced by the media of that era, used future methods to carry out a dimensionality reduction attack this time.

Sister Jun, who always felt that something was wrong, thought for a long time, finally found a reason, and bit Wang Chunliang's shoulder hard.

"You can even lie to me!"

The two were playing around and returned to the Sanlimiao branch very excitedly.

As soon as he entered the lobby, he heard Liu Piaopiao reminding him: "That Mr. Wan who came to the office yesterday is here again and is waiting in your office."

Wang Chunliang and Sister Jun walked into the office one after another. Wan Ruidong, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed directly to Wang Chunliang, held his hand tightly, and his voice was trembling with excitement:

"Yesterday you told me to check the collateral for Zhou Zhou Development. This check shocked me. Three of the property certificates he gave me had just been preserved by other companies, and now no one can find them. Fortunately, I found It's early, and the remaining five sets that are still clean have been placed by me. Mr. Wang, thank you very much, thank you very much, otherwise I won't be able to get back a cent of the 2000 million that I lent to Zhou Kaifa!"

Wang Chunliang was not too surprised. He motioned for the other party to take a seat and asked slowly:
"How much can we get back after discounting the five houses now?"

Wan Ruidong: "1400 million!"

Wang Chunliang: "That's okay. The loss is only 600 million, so Mr. Wan doesn't have to let us lend money."

Wan Ruidong stood up in excitement again: "No, boss. Look, this is a letter sent to me by Elephant Bank, ordering me to repay the 3000 million yuan loan in advance after the holiday. I really have no choice. , Mr. Wang, help me!”

Wang Chunliang took a look at the notification letter from Elephant Bank and asked, "Do you still dare to engage in private dismantling?"

Wan Ruidong wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy: "I really don't dare to do it anymore. But this company can't just fail."

"Well, there is a way." Wang Chunliang stared at Wan Ruidong, "But it may offend the leader."

Wan Ruidong: "Mr. Wang, just tell me straight away. Anyway, if I don't offend the leader, it won't make a big difference!"

"Who introduced Zhou Kaifa to you?"

"To be honest, I should know it myself..."

"Children who cry are fed by milk."

"Oh, oh, if President Shi hadn't been there to accompany him, I wouldn't have believed Zhou Kaifa at all, let alone loaned him 2000 million!"

"What will happen to you if the Sanlimiao Branch doesn't lend you 2000 million yuan?"

"I'm calling the branch all the time!"

Wang Chunliang glanced at him: "Don't hurt innocent people, find the key people."

Wan Ruidong: "I'll find Mr. Shi!"

(End of this chapter)