I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 129 "Three Different Views"

Jinxiu Textile's loan application was put on the meeting table on Friday morning, and the team members had reviewed the relevant materials in detail before the meeting.

At the meeting, everyone listened carefully to the results of the two on-site inspections of the company, and after a heated discussion, they believed that although Jinxiu Textile was involved in private lending, the amount was not too large, and the other party was able and committed to quickly settle the debt without affecting the normal operation of the company.

Finally, everyone agreed to lend the other party 800 million yuan and notify the company to come and handle the loan procedures next week.

After the meeting, Fang Qingye returned to his office and took out his cell phone. Instead of calling Bian Wengan directly, he sent a text message to his father, briefly explaining the situation.

Half an hour later, Fang Qingye's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number, but Fang Qingye recognized it. It should be the number that Bian Wengan had called some time ago.

So I answered the call.

"Hello, President Fang. I'm Bian Wengan from Jinxiu Textile."

"Hello, Mr. Bian."

"I already know about this, thank you so much."

"You're welcome. Lending to qualified companies is the bank's job." Fang Qingye said in a businesslike tone.

"I know, I know. President Fang, if you're free tonight, would you like us to have a quick meal together? I'll come to your Nanxin. If that's not convenient, we can go to Jinghai!"

at night?

I still have to play ball with Xia He.

Playing ball is more enjoyable than eating.

Fang Qingye smiled and replied, "Boss Bian, I have something else to do tonight."

"Then tomorrow is the weekend, so you should be free, right?"

"You really don't have to be so polite, Mr. Bian. If you want to thank someone, thank President Xia. She personally led the team to investigate the situation, which was very hard work."

"I know, but I want to thank you, President Xia."

"Mr. Bian, tell me the truth. I don't really like eating and drinking. I appreciate your kindness. That's it. Goodbye!" Fang Qingye said and hung up the phone.

Now he gets scared when he hears someone treat him to a meal.

"I can't invite you."

In the general manager's office of Jinxiu Textile, Bian Wengan gave a wry smile to Shen Lan beside him.

"What should we do then? Just give a red envelope?" Shen Lan asked.

"This." Bian Wengan shook his head. "It's not that I'm stingy. I heard from a boss at Nanxin that Fang Qingye once said that he might not do the job for me, but he would definitely not accept money. He doesn't need it."

"Then let's forget it?"

"How can that be? People will laugh at me for not knowing how to do business." Bian Wengan replied, and then thought for a moment and said

"Shen Lan, find some time to call your brother-in-law and ask him to treat Principal Fang to a meal to express his gratitude. We'll pay for it. Also, what does Fang Qingye like? See if you can find out."

"Okay, I'll go ask."

In the evening, Fang Qingye still played ball with Xia He, and the next day they drove to go fishing. This became Fang Qingye's standard weekend routine.

After returning from fishing in the afternoon, around seven o'clock, my father also came back from outside with a handbag in his hand.

"Xiaoye, this is for you."

Fang Qingye took a look and saw that it was a box of premium tea leaves, labeled as high-fragrance Dahongpao! He immediately smiled and said, "Sure, Dad, where did you get the tea from? Was it a gift from someone?"

"This was given to you by Director Feng, who was asked by Mr. Bian, General Manager of Jinxiu Textile! He invited me to dinner today and asked me to pass it to you. I heard that this box of tea is worth seven or eight thousand yuan." Fang Jianwen sat down on the sofa and said.

"Xiao Ye, you are better than me. The tea others give me is not as high-end as this one!" "Hehe, it's all tea. Dad, do you want me to give you some?" Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"Drink it yourself. I don't like oolong tea."

Since that was the case, Fang Qingye didn't hesitate and brought the tea leaves to his bedroom.

On Sunday, I went to Yikanyuan with Xia He to play ball again.

Now, as long as Xia He doesn’t go back to Huijing on weekends, he will go there to play a game on Friday and Sunday night.

Fang Qingye also felt good. Exercising is better than eating and drinking at the table, right?

Xia He's mood was much better than before. She never talked about her family before, but now she told Fang Qingye about it when they were chatting after playing ball.

They didn't go for milk tea tonight, but went to a coffee shop below Yikanyuan to drink coffee.

There were not many people in the cafe, and a saxophone song was playing, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

"My parents are both intellectuals and have had high expectations of me since I was a child." Xia He said slowly, stirring her coffee cup.

"You are doing well now. You have lived up to your parents' expectations." Fang Qingye said.

"I can only say it's average. My career is okay, but my personal family." Xia He looked a little gloomy when she thought of this.

"Senior sister, can you tell me?" Fang Qingye was still a little curious. Why did Xia He get divorced?

"Well, I don't want to tell you when others ask me, but you are an exception. I met my ex-husband through someone else's introduction. At first, I felt okay. He was quite caring, but after we got married, I realized that we had different values."

"Three different perspectives?"

"He wanted us to have a child sooner rather than later so I could focus on the family and the child. But I didn't want that. I wanted to make some achievements in my career – after all, I'd read so much. I wanted to wait and have children."

"We often argued about this, and just then the provincial branch leader wanted me to go to the grassroots level for a few years to gain experience. This way, I would have grassroots work experience on my resume, which would make it easier for me to get promoted in the future."

"Of course my husband disagreed. We had a fight, and I ended up going to Nanxin. He resigned and went to Shencheng. We almost parted ways."

"When I arrived at the grassroots level, I realized that the work here is not easy. It's even harder than when I was at the provincial branch. Fortunately, you helped me through several difficult times. So, Xiao Fang, I really thank you."

"Senior sister, why are you so polite? I am your subordinate and this is my job." Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"I don't treat you as my subordinate, but as my friend, a close friend." Xia He looked at him.

"Same." Fang Qingye smiled slightly.

"Okay, I won't say anything more. If I say more, you'll laugh at me for being pretentious." Xia He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.

"Hey, Xiao Fang, tell me the truth, has Mr. Fang from Jinxiu Textile contacted you in the past two days?"

"I found one. He called me on Friday and asked me to have dinner with him. I said I was playing badminton with my senior and was busy."

"Ah, you really said that? Lied to me!"

"Just kidding. I didn't say I would play badminton with you, but I did turn it down." Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"In theory, when a company applies for a loan, we lend it according to the requirements, and there's no such thing as eating and drinking. But that's the reality. However, Xiao Fang, I'm reminding you not to accept red envelopes or anything like that."

"Don't worry, senior sister, I know my limits and I'm not short of money."

"Oh my god, you're so arrogant, saying you don't need money? How much assets do you have? Tens of millions? Hundreds of millions?"

Fang Qingye picked up the coffee cup, took a sip, and smiled without saying anything.

Hundreds of millions? That's not that difficult.

The opportunity in the futures market is here!
(End of this chapter)