Pirates began to dominate the Chinese entertainment industry.

President Feng picked up the leather box and presented it to Ji Yun with both hands as a sign of respect.

"I'm probably not high enough level right now," Ji Yun said, reaching out to stop him, not accepting the offer casually.

"That's right, in terms of capital alone, this card requires at least 500 million."

But your few simple words could potentially save our bank tens of billions of dollars in assets. Based on that alone, the entry requirements can be set according to your abilities.

Therefore, I cordially invite Mr. Ji Yun to become our bank's 68th Lifetime Platinum Card member.

President Feng said with a solemn expression.

Ji Yun smiled and casually picked up the platinum card to play with it.

The moment your fingertips touch the card, you can feel its unique, cool metallic texture.

The card is engraved with a unique number: 68.

Shanghai banks, centered in the nation's largest economic city, hold a dominant position with substantial capital and connections, making them capable of competing with the Big Four banks in East China. This platinum card isn't just a bank card; it's a symbol of a social circle, representing entry into Shanghai's top financial sector, which will likely save him a lot of trouble in future investments and entrepreneurial endeavors.

"This is my private contact information. If you encounter any official troubles, as long as your request is reasonable and legal, I can step in on your behalf."

Like what happened at the Shanghai Theatre Academy before, I think their school leaders would give me that kind of face.

Also, I heard you work in the film and television industry. If needed, we could have dinner and a chat together with the director of Shanghai TV station.

President Feng spoke casually, as if he didn't care much about these two units.

However, considering the special status of banks, they are indeed more powerful than government departments with little influence.

After hearing this, Ji Yun became somewhat interested.

His previous investment in TV dramas failed, partly due to a lack of connections with TV stations. If he could establish connections with leaders at the level of the director of a TV station in Shanghai, he would no longer have sales problems when making dramas.

They can even open up the variety show track, which is also a major source of income. "Running Man" alone can generate over 10 billion yuan in revenue, and stock market gains are an even bigger part of the profits.

"I do have a request," Ji Yun said suddenly, recalling the scene downstairs.

"Please speak," President Feng said, listening intently.

"I'd like Manager Liao to continue as my dedicated account manager, but his level seems a bit too low. I'm wondering if that would be convenient..." Ji Yun smiled as she looked at Manager Liao.

Manager Liao was stunned; the middle-aged man with a slightly balding head was at a loss for what to do.

I thought Ji Yun would talk about his studies and career, but the first thing he mentioned was getting a promotion...

His eyes were slightly burning, and although he was still trying to maintain a professional smile, his lips were trembling so much that he could no longer speak.

He stared at Ji Yun's figure.

Suddenly, a thought arose in his mind: "I am willing to die for my lord."

"Of course, Manager Liao brought in a platinum card member for our bank, so his promotion is only natural." The bank manager looked at the investment department manager.

The investment manager, Liao Ran, stepped forward and stated:

"Manager Liao is currently a five-star client manager in the credit department, managing funds up to ten million. A typical upgrade takes 5-10 years, but considering his exceptional contributions..."

Effective immediately, you have been transferred to the Private Banking Department and promoted to a 6-star Investment Manager. Your managed assets have been increased from the standard 6-star level of under 100 million to under 500 million. You will also be provided with a personal investment office and a dedicated secretary to offer you one-on-one service. I wonder if Mr. Ji is satisfied?

Ji Yun looked at Manager Liao to confirm his meaning.

Manager Liao swayed slightly and seemed a little dazed.

He never dared to dream of a promotion before the age of 45, and he got promoted? In just one month... Is this what it feels like to be carried by a top executive?

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Ji Yun.

"Thank you, Ms. Ji, thank you..."

His voice was slightly choked, but he made no attempt to hide it. Having come from a small town to study at the prestigious Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, and then worked in the industry for nearly twenty years, he had done countless dirty and tiring jobs and met countless wealthy people, but only this young man was willing to lend him a hand.

For a middle-aged person who has worked hard and has no hope of promotion, such a big shot is no less than a second parent.

"Uncle Feng..." The female secretary stared blankly at Ji Yun. After being glanced at by President Feng, she came to her senses and said with a straight face, "President Feng, can I also serve as Manager Liao's secretary? I would also like to learn about investment from Mr. Ji."

Are you sure you're doing this to learn about investing?! President Feng's face darkened, and he couldn't help but think of his old friend... He felt he was about to be in deep trouble.

"Huh?" Manager Liao couldn't hold back any longer.

He looked up at the bank's famous female secretary. The girl was probably in her early twenties, tall and slender, her uniform skirt hugging her graceful curves. Her makeup was exquisite, and she had a small beauty mark at the corner of her eye. Despite her young age, she exuded a charming allure.

He had long heard that this Secretary Han was a pampered princess who had come to experience life, and that her family had high-ranking connections in the official financial sector. Many in the bank were lusting after her beauty, willing to marry into her family just to climb the social ladder.

Why would she volunteer to be his secretary? Could it be just for...?

Manager Liao glanced at Ji Yun and immediately dared not look around. This young tycoon was too lucky with women; he only attracted beautiful women. Women like this weren't exactly common in the market.

"Don't talk nonsense during work hours!" President Feng said lightly.

"If you don't agree, I'll report you for going to a private club for a drinking party the day before yesterday—" The female secretary's arrogance suddenly came through.

"That's enough! Go ahead, don't tire yourself out." Director Feng interrupted her, his face looking a little downcast.

Manager Wang from the investment department could barely contain his smile. He could only tilt his head to the side and study the mysterious patterns on the ceiling, pretending to be indifferent to worldly affairs.

Ji Yun was more curious about which club it was and what kind of services it offered.

It's not for his own sake; he might need it when he treats others in the future.

……

Accompanied by the group of friends, Ji Yun went downstairs to the underground parking garage to retrieve her car.

The elevator doors opened.

Upon seeing them, the employees inside automatically avoided them and left, not daring to stay any longer, as if being with them for even a second would crush them with their aura.

The employees smiled respectfully, and only dared to whisper among themselves after watching the elevator doors close.

"Who is this? He actually has the rotating bank manager personally accompanying him." They saw Ji Yun's young and unfamiliar face, yet he was standing in the center with their bank manager, and asked with wide eyes.

An employee wearing an investment department badge covered his mouth and whispered, "That big shot who made 33 times his initial investment last month, over 300 million, is here to settle his account."

"Wow, over three hundred million? So young??" The others covered their mouths in astonishment. "A Celestial Dragon?"

"Who knows? I've just heard she likes to date big stars."

Among the crowd, some of the initially spirited and attractive female employees became somewhat discouraged after hearing this.

……

Ji Yun walked up to her car.

But he found that his beloved BMW was completely covered by a car cover, as if it didn't deserve to be among the Rolls-Royces, Maybachs, and Bentleys around it.

Bank Manager Feng's face darkened. "What's going on?!"

The security guard who had just arrived came over, intending to explain, but when he saw Ji Yun next to the bank manager, he froze, trembling and unable to utter a word.

The security captain jogged over, glared at his subordinate, hunched over, and forced a smile, saying, "Perhaps it's because the car model isn't a good match."

"Immediately enter Mr. Ji's license plate and facial information. If this kind of problem occurs again, go to the HR department to complete the handover!" The investment department manager stepped forward and spoke.

The two security guards hurriedly nodded and bowed in agreement, their eyes fixed on Ji Yun's face, as if they wanted to etch him into their minds.

……

President Feng watched Ji Yun drive away, thought for a moment, then turned to the investment department manager and instructed, "Go and arrange for people to create momentum for him, get his name out there first. Bring in some new money for us."

"What title?" He glanced at Manager Liao, who was present, and realized that the bank manager did not intend to hide it from that major client.

President Feng, with his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment and said, "The more attractive the better. At times like these, we need to create a legend. We need to let the whole country know that our bank has produced an investment genius."