The Godly Rich System is looking for a replacement, and I've become a weapon!

Zhang Yifang tapped his cigarette ash and said with a smile:

"It's good to be busy. Work hard, earn more money, and I'll help you find a few more wives next year."

"Haha, okay, we'll definitely do a good job."

Then he asked curiously:

"Didn't Xiao Le give you any work after the New Year? How come you've been idle for a month and a half?"

He was referring to another younger brother who worked in the luxury goods business. He would usually refer clients who didn't want to sell directly to Feng Zhiwen.

The main focus is on mutual customer flow guidance and complementary business operations.

Not only them, but all the other guys are on the same path.

Feng Zhiwu busied himself pouring out the tea leaves they had just drunk, took out his treasured tea, brewed a new pot, and poured it for his elder brother.

"Xiao Le's clients in the past two months have all been making purchases; we haven't had a chance."

"Brother, try this. It's from an old Banzhang tree planted this early spring."

Zhang Yifang picked up his teacup, took a sip, savoring the sweet aftertaste, and nodded.

"It's nice and fragrant! It's pleasant to drink; it's definitely good tea."

The four men were drinking tea and chatting when they talked about the phone call they had just received. Chen Hu jumped up and down, threatening to break one of the caller's legs.

Zhang Yifang jokingly scolded him a couple of times. This kid lived up to his name; he was a real tiger. In battle, his hands were faster than his mouth. While others were spouting nonsense, he had already swung a brick at the other side's head.

He was truly a formidable general in his younger days. If he were alive today, Zhang Yifang would have to keep a close eye on him, otherwise he'd keep causing trouble and eventually have to be sent abroad to keep those buddies company.

Before we knew it, we had been chatting for over an hour.

There was a knock on the office door, and Feng Zhiwen responded:

"Enter."

It was Liu Ruyan who pushed open the door and entered. Feng Zhiwen was taken aback: "Teacher Liu? What brings you here? Is there something you need?"

Neighbors who look like Liu Ruyan, even if they don't know them personally, have heard of them.

Zhang Yifang picked up a peanut in its shell and tossed it towards Feng Zhiwen.

"Don't call me Teacher Liu, you should call me Sister-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhiwen, Feng Zhiwu, and Chen Hu, who were still sitting, quickly stood up to greet him.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

"Sister-in-law, look at the mess this has made! We've been neighbors for so long, and I never knew you and my brother were a couple."

Whether the sister-in-law introduced by the elder brother is the legitimate wife or not is irrelevant; they must treat her as such.

"Hello..."

Liu Ruyan responded politely, but she was secretly overjoyed.

My colleagues at the studio always say that the owner of the pawnshop next door is a powerful figure in the underworld, and he's very influential in Jiangcheng.

Now, the "gangster boss" they talk about has to politely call her "sister-in-law."

This greatly satisfied Liu Ruyan's vanity.

Hehehe! Sister-in-law, it's me, sister-in-law.

I'm so awesome, I feel so proud.

After exchanging pleasantries, she walked over to Zhang Yifang and leaned down to say, "Honey, Yueyue and I had an appointment to get our nails done, so I came to let you know."

Zhang Yifang glanced at his phone; it was already past five in the afternoon, and it was about time for him to set off.

"I'm going too, I can give you a ride since I'm going that way."

He got up, stretched, and tossed the Cadillac keys to Chen Hu.

Liu Ruyan straightened his collar:

"No need to see me off, Yueyue is driving. Drink less tonight, and let me know in advance if you're not coming back."

Zhang Yifang nodded in satisfaction.

This girl is becoming more and more sensible.

Wealth and social status, those things are really good!

……

"Brother, I heard that this Old Ma has pretty strong connections. Apparently, his uncle is the branch manager of the Bank of Communications branch in the next province?"

"The provincial branches of ICBC, ABC, BOC, CCB, and BOCOM, that must be at the department level, right?"

On the way to the restaurant, Chen Hu asked Zhang Yifang a question while driving.

"Yes, a senior official! And not just any uncle. His grandfather died early, and back then his father relied entirely on his father to make a living by digging in the fields, supporting his uncle through college."

Zhang Yifang sat in the back row fiddling with his phone and answered casually.

Chen Hu clicked his tongue twice and sighed:

"What a man! With this kind of relationship, if his uncle had any conscience, he'd treat Old Ma like his own son!"

Tiger was talking too much, which seriously interfered with Zhang Yifang's viewing of suggestive videos, so he put his phone away.

"His uncle is doing well. Old Ma became a branch manager before he was even 40. I reckon he can go one more step up."

Chen Hu felt as if he had suddenly realized something:

"No wonder he invited you to dinner. Your deposit in their bank is like helping him get a promotion! If Old Ma doesn't kowtow to you later, he'll be considered clueless."

Zhang Yifang laughed heartily, and only after he had finished laughing did he speak meaningfully:

"A few million is nothing. This old guy is just trying to climb the social ladder and find an excuse to get on my good side."

Chen Hu didn't understand and asked in confusion, "Brother, does he need something from you?"

These men under his command were closer than his own brothers, and Zhang Yifang didn't try to be mysterious.

"Many of my brothers are in business! The big businesses have annual turnover and savings of at least nine figures, while the small businesses still have millions or even tens of millions."

"Every bank, big or small, in Jiangcheng is a major client of mine. Branch managers and city branch managers alike have to treat me with utmost respect."

"If they keep me happy, they can sleep soundly! If they upset me, I'll have my brothers move some of their savings, which will affect their reputation."

"So they have to fawn over me, because someone like me might not be able to help them succeed, but I can definitely ruin things."

"Now you know why Lao Ma invited me to dinner, right?"

"I may not remember who invited me, but I remember perfectly well who didn't."

Chen Hu has truly understood this time!

What did you realize?

My older brother is awesome!!!

As expected, when Cadillac Escalade arrived at the Hunan Flavor Courtyard, Bank Manager Ma Guofeng was already waiting at the entrance.

As soon as Zhang Yifang got out of the car, he came over to greet him, extending his hand from a distance:

"Mr. Zhang, welcome, welcome. It's a great honor to have you here. The private room is ready, please come in."

Zhang Yifang raised his hand to shake hands in return, and laughed heartily: "President Ma, you're too kind. We're old friends, this is too formal."

Ma Guofeng nodded and smiled in agreement, but he didn't hear a single word of what was said.

Ha! If he were really an old friend, he would have been transferred to the city branch as the branch manager long ago.

This person truly has that ability.

Ma Guofeng stepped aside, raised his hand to lead the way, and walked diagonally behind Zhang Yifang, guiding him into the private room.

After a few words of polite refusals, Zhang Yifang took the seat of honor, and the others then took their seats.

Four people from the Bank of Communications arrived: a young man, a middle-aged man, and a female employee.

She was a young married woman, looking to be in her thirties, with a decent figure, but in terms of looks alone, she could only be described as having a slightly alluring charm.

She's nowhere near as beautiful as the female financial manager in the novel.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Old Ma is just a branch manager, and he's lucky if he has a few dozen people under him.

It's already difficult to find a tall person among short people, so where are you going to find a stunning beauty?

Moreover, Zhang Yifang isn't that kind of person. Although he doesn't have many girls now, he has plenty of ways to get them.

He was only slightly interested in Song Ning, whom he met during the day. She was good-looking, had a great figure, and was also a chef. He quickly forgot about her.

Zhang Yifang may be lustful, but actively trying to get close to her because of lust is not his style.

After all, the world is so big, and there are so many girls, but he only has one thing to do, so he can't keep up.

No need!

It's really unnecessary!