Rebirth of financial migrant workers

Chapter 486: Uncle Chen was driven away

"Father, this is the latest news from Hong Kong City."

Looking at Ji Dong lying on Ji Zimei's thighs, Ji Yang became angry and forgot the other party's previous warning, and blurted out Japanese.

Fortunately, he immediately received a reminder from Ji Zimei's eyes and was able to change his words in time.

Ji Yang couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. She really still loves me.
Ji Dong was enjoying a massage from his daughter, so he didn't notice that the son he disliked had made a mistake.

He opened his eyes lazily and looked at the fax that Ji Yang handed over.

"What's going on? Haven't those companies dealt with the Mule Bank shares yet?"

Ji Yang lowered his head and answered stumblingly:
"Before Mule Bank released the public announcement, the news that Ning Minghao was critically ill was leaked."

"so what?"

"So, when I approached those companies, I learned that most of them sold their shares as soon as they got the news, and most of their shares went into the pockets of institutions that might be backed by U.S. capital."

Ji Dong patted Ji Zimei's thigh gently.

The latter understood what he meant, stopped massaging, then exerted a little force, stretched out his arms to support Ji Dong to sit up.

"Baka!"

The first thing Ji Dong did when he sat up was to curse, and then he landed his fist as big as a sandbag on Ji Yang's right cheek, "You useless piece of shit. I wanted to give you some practice on this matter for your mother's sake. But who knew you were so disappointing that you couldn't even handle such a small thing."

Ji Yang covered his swollen face and lowered his head, mumbling in defense:

"Father, it's not all in vain. Although the majority of the 4 million shares were bought by others, a portion of them went into our pockets. Add to that what we bought from the market, and we're not far from our target."

Seeing his father's brows furrowing more and more, Ji Yang tactfully shut his mouth.

A few seconds later, he heard the other party say:
"Don't worry about this, leave it to Zimei."

However, Ji Zimei refused immediately:
"Daddy, Yangyang has been following me for so long, let him continue. The overall situation has been decided, even if the result is bad, it won't affect anything."

Ji Dong was very satisfied with Gan's daughter's overall view and non-competitive attitude, while Ji Yang, with tears in his eyes, confirmed once again that his ex-girlfriend still had him in her heart, and only gave herself to the old man because of his power.

Just as Ji Yang was in self-hypnosis and showing a gnashing teeth expression, he suddenly heard Ji Dong say to him:
"Well, although I don't know what these organizations are planning, the fox's tail can't be hidden after all. You just keep a close eye on these organizations and don't make any mistakes like before!"

After giving up the idea of ​​joining the branch's international business department, Wang Chunliang got up and left the president's office.

Because he had a premonition that if he stayed here any longer, the other party would probably change the subject back to the chairman's daughter.

I don’t know which bastard said something behind my back that put me in danger.

He had not appeared in the Sanlimiao branch for a long time. He was like a lion, walking without recognizing any relatives, and began to patrol his territory.

Since he had just rescued Ms. Su from the bank, the other employees of the branch expressed their admiration for Wang Chunliang. They stopped their work and called him "Mr. Wang" and "President Wang" in a friendly manner.

Wang Chunliang nodded to everyone as skillfully as a senior leader, and when he passed the main hall door, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure. Mr. Chen, the former non-staff member of the Sanlimiao branch and the leader of the elderly dispute coordination team, was standing outside the door, leaning on the glass door and scanning the main hall.

This scene immediately aroused Wang Chunliang's curiosity. He immediately opened the door and took the initiative to greet them:
"Uncle Chen, long time no see."

Since they had not seen each other for more than a year, and the elderly have a severe memory decline, Uncle Chen looked at Wang Chunliang for a while before recognizing him.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, it's you. It's been a long time since I last saw you. Are you an official now?"

Wang Chunliang waved his hands repeatedly:
"Our bank is a service industry, and we are not officials. By the way, why are you standing at the door and not coming in?"

Uncle Chen sighed softly upon hearing this, then glanced at the bank lobby, a nostalgic look on his face:
"For so many years, I have been accustomed to withdrawing pension from your bank. It is close and convenient. Not long ago, we were suddenly notified that we had to change banks. Well, today the pension will be paid on my behalf, so I am going to take two buses to go to that bank. I happened to be passing by your branch and suddenly wanted to come and take a look."

After hearing this, Wang Chunliang felt a little uncomfortable.

In the retail banking sector, not only do customers have feelings for the bank, but bankers also have feelings for these old customers.

When several city credit unions merged to form Mule Bank, they encountered a macroeconomic downturn and experienced multiple bank runs.

It was the silent deposits of pennies from these old customers that helped Mule Bank survive.

However, a series of "reform" measures taken by Wang Quan after he came to power tore bankers and old customers apart.

Wang Chunliang sighed silently and put on a smile again:
"There's no rush to get the money, so come in and sit down."

Uncle Chen waved his hands repeatedly, with a conflicted look on his face:
"Forget it, you have rules now. I won't go in and cause trouble for your junior employees."

Wang Chunliang, realizing something was wrong, immediately turned around and waved to the lobby manager Liu Piaopiao.

When the other party trotted over, Wang Chunliang asked in a bad tone:
"What's going on? Does the branch retail department agree with Wang Quan's approach and refuse to accept all old customers?"

"It's wrong, it's wrong, don't blame your branch employees"

Uncle Chen hurriedly defended Liu Piaopiao, and the latter's face was also full of grievance.

She first glanced at the surveillance camera in the hall, and then reported:

"It is a rule issued by the branch's retail department. Whenever a customer enters a branch, our branch's lobby manager must immediately approach the customer and ask him or her to introduce the bank's products to him or her."

"What's wrong? Wasn't it like this before?"

Liu Piaopiao pulled Wang Chunliang aside and replied in a low voice:
"It's different. We did this before to market our products. But now the branch wants us to do this in order to force these low-net-worth elderly people to stop entering our branch. Now the branch conducts spot checks on the surveillance of each branch every week to determine whether the branch employees are following the instructions of the branch. If it is found that the spirit of the branch is not strictly implemented, the branch retail department will be fined."

"Go, inform Ma Xiaobao and other members of the retail department to hold a meeting now."

After saying that, Wang Chunliang took Uncle Chen's arm and walked into the bank lobby and went straight to the meeting room.

(End of this chapter)