Feng Biao is already a man who has seen the world.
Feng Biao is also a person who has seen a lot of money, but his concept of money was a bit lacking before because he had never seen cash or enjoyed the treatment of rich people.
Gao Yi always transferred money directly. To use a very clichéd saying, Feng Biao only knew that there was a cold number lying on his bank account.
It's different now.
Now the feelings brought by money have become concrete.
The president of a branch does not seem to be a big shot, but Feng Biao can guarantee that in his normal life before, he would never have known a branch president, let alone have a president come to him in person to handle the matter.
business.
Is it difficult to get 20 million US dollars in less than a minute?
The most important thing is, it’s only 20 million US dollars. Is it worth being surprised and excited?
It should be exciting, even scary.
Feng Biao's mother looked at her son with a look of shock and confusion. At this moment, she still didn't feel happy and joyful, only confused, shocked and puzzled.
Feng Biao's father opened his mouth and stood beside the sofa, side by side with the president's assistant. He wanted to ask again several times, but he did not dare to speak.
President Ma was also shocked, because he was familiar with the bank's business. It was precisely because of his familiarity that he asked how the money he had just called in front of him was in English and asked a foreign bank to transfer money to him so quickly.
on the branch’s account.
Unreasonable, completely unreasonable.
But what is even more unreasonable is that the supervisor or superior gives an address and information, and asks him to prepare a blank card and then visit someone's door to do business.
Unreasonable to the point of being weird.
So much so that Manager Ma knew that all this was not something he should doubt at all, but he still said in a strange way: "Is it true or false?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, President Ma knew that he had made a big mistake, but he still had a way to become the branch president.
Crazy remedy, change your mind quickly.
President Ma said with a surprised look: "Did the head office move so quickly? Or does Mr. Feng have a face? You don't know, our head office's foreign exchange processing speed is so slow. Today should be a special matter."
, look at this speed!"
In order to make up for what he blurted out, Mr. Ma had to use flattery to make up for it.
However, President Ma never dreamed that his flattery would hit the truth.
Feng Biao breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "Oh, that's right. Well, this... I want to save more and come back."
Manager Ma opened his mouth slightly and blinked.
"Eh? That's great! We welcome you, Mr. Feng."
Feng Biao's father finally found a chance to interrupt. He still said with a puzzled face: "How much? How much did you just say 100 million?"
"One hundred and thirty-six million yuan, with an annual interest rate of 3.5%. The principal can be withdrawn at any time, and the interest will be paid to Mr. Feng's family card on a monthly basis."
Feng Biao's father suddenly said: "What about the password? You didn't mention the password, and you didn't set a password, right?"
Feng Biao looked at his father and found that his father still said something useful.
Feng Biao said calmly: "Let my mother set a password."
The president's assistant immediately brought a machine that looked like a POS machine but was not a POS machine to Feng Biao's mother.
He had a professional smile on his face, but his words contained deep affection: "Ms. Ye, you really have a good son. Please set a password."
Ye Guiying, Feng Biao's mother, did not press the password, but looked at Feng Biao with a confused look on her face and said: "Don't you need to go to the bank?"
Feng Guoqiang, Feng Biao's father, said hurriedly: "When you go to any bank, and they ask you to set up a password, you just enter it. If it doesn't work, I will do it. Let me do it."
The president's assistant turned her body slightly, and then she looked at Feng Biao.
Feng Biao said without hesitation at this time: "Only my mother can withdraw money from now on."
Feng Guoqiang said subconsciously: "Who goes to the bank to withdraw money now? They just swipe their mobile phones."
Manager Ma was secretly worried. He smiled warmly at Feng Biao and said, "Mr. Feng, just now you said you should save more? The interest rate can still be negotiated. In addition... Auntie's card must be VIP. From now on
If you have nothing to do, it’s good to go to the bank and sit there. We’ll send people to deliver rice, flour, oil and other things to my aunt’s house.”
President Ma is a good person. He knows that there is no need to discuss interest with Feng Biao at this time. All he has to do is to serve the two old people well.
The personal tasks for the whole year were completed in one go, and Mr. Ma can personally deliver gifts during holidays in the future.
Feng Guoqiang suddenly said: "Son, do you have 100 million?"
Feng Biao nodded.
Ye Guiying said with a worried look: "This money..."
Feng Guoqiang said at the right time: "It's not public funds, right?"
"Of course not, this is what I earned from doing business."
Feng Biao was still very calm. His mother was still a little worried because she couldn't believe it. But his father lived up to expectations and said: "Is there any problem with how you got the money? Why do I feel so unreliable? Why can I make so much money?"
How much money? Can you do business..."
Feng Biao rolled his eyes at his father and said, "Can you make money by selling arms?"
Feng Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned to look at President Ma. He found that President Ma still had a smile on his face, and when he was eagerly waiting for him to finish speaking before speaking, he suddenly said helplessly: "Sell
Arms...well, selling arms is fine, but not drug trafficking."
Feng Biao almost vomited out a mouthful of blood. President Ma couldn't help but said: "Uncle, you are kidding me. This money from Mr. Feng is... specially said by the higher-ups. We want to provide convenience for returning overseas Chinese. If this money comes from...
If it is not righteous, how can it be done?"
President Ma decided to take over the topic because he found that if Feng Guoqiang continued to interfere in this way, his plan to absorb savings might be ruined.
"Mr. Feng, you support our branch so much, we have to show it a little bit. I wonder if you have time in the evening. There is a good seafood restaurant near us."
Manager Ma's tone was calm and fast. He was afraid of being interrupted again by Feng Guoqiang, so he continued: "I know you want to have a reunion dinner with your family. I have reserved this room for you. This is just a little bit of our thoughts."
Invite guests to dinner, but they don't need to be present, so as not to disturb Feng Biao's family reunion.
Sensible, caring, and nice.
It's not about money now, it's about face. Feng Biao benefited from it a lot. He thought President Ma was good, very good.
"Then thank you, President Ma."
Feng Biao is very good at providing emotional value to others, but now, the feeling of being chased and slapped makes him feel very comfortable.
"It should, it should. When one day Mr. Feng is no longer busy and has rested, I will have the audacity to treat Mr. Feng to a few drinks."
Feng Guoqiang couldn't hold it back, he whispered: "Are you talking about Kaiyun Restaurant? How much does the Pipi shrimp in there cost per pound? Are they big? Let me tell you, these Pipi shrimps are comparable to that big lobster
It’s delicious, really! The lobster meat is too thick! And the king crab, no, it’s not delicious, it’s up to us..."
Feng Biao couldn't help but said to his father: "Dad, didn't you see that we are talking about business? Just hold it in for a while! Okay!"
In the past, Feng Guoqiang would have been so furious that he would get angry with Feng Biao regardless of time and place, scolding him until he demonstrated his status as the head of the family.
But now, Feng Guoqiang didn't know why. He had a lot of things to say in his heart, but his mouth was guarded, and no sound came out.
Feng Biao could finally talk to President Ma.
"President Ma, I have just come back and I am not familiar with many places. I would like to ask if there are any good or big houses in our area near my home?"
Manager Ma immediately said: "That's great. There are newly developed properties nearby. The developer has a good relationship with me. The quality of the house is very good. The large flat floor is 220 square meters... It's a bit small. The largest
The house is 350 square meters, and this house is scarce, but I told the boss directly that not only did I have an existing house, but I also had to ask him to give me a discount!"
Feng Biao thought for a moment and said, "I want a villa."
"Villas... there are! It's just a little far away from here. There are no villas in newly developed properties, but I'll look for them for you. Do you think there are brand-new, second-hand, undecorated villas? I'll ask you."
Ye Guilan said timidly: "I don't want a villa. It's too big and can't be cleaned. Son... do we really want to buy a house?"
Feng Biao said with a filial look: "Of course, how can you live in such a small place? Mom, you don't have to worry about it. It doesn't matter if the villa is bigger. There are servants...oh, there is a nanny."
Feng Guoqiang said cautiously: "There is no need for a villa. The villas here are all remote and not popular here."
Feng Biao looked at President Ma and said, "Then let's get a flat and a villa. Please help me think about it."
"No problem, I know the developer, and I also know the second-hand housing dealer. I will give you a contact person right away to ensure your satisfaction."
Feng Biao looked at his father, who looked at him expectantly and whispered: "Cars! There are cars!"
"Well, let's buy two cars first, but I won't bother Mr. Ma about this."
President Ma smiled and said: "Don't! Don't! How can this be trouble? I'm familiar with all the big and small 4S stores here. Our bank also does car loans. I dare not say anything else. What do you think?
You have to ask them to give you the lowest price for any car you want to buy, right? What kind of car do you want to see? There are also many parallel importers of luxury cars. If you need it, everything is easy to talk to."
Feng Guoqiang said cautiously: "Let's go to Highlander."
Looking at Ye Guilan, Feng Guoqiang continued: "I want to take your mother to Inner Mongolia by car. I have wanted to do it for a long time. I think Highlander is very good, this car is good, and this car is very fuel-efficient..."
Feng Biao shook his head and said: "Okay, I'll take them to the store later to have a look. President Ma, would you please make this trip, thank you."
President Ma quickly said: "No trouble, no trouble, it's our job, Mr. Feng, so we won't bother you. If you have any business needs in the future, please call me at any time. I will be twenty-four
Waiting for hourly turn on."
President Ma left a business card and left with his assistant.
Only then did Feng Biao's family of three really explode.
Feng Guoqiang sat on the sofa and took a deep breath. Then he suddenly said: "If you don't want to buy Highlander... do you want to buy Babo?"
Chapter completed!