After Boyu Investment Bank returned to China from Wall Street, not only did it not suffer from acclimatization as speculated by some financial media, but it became like a fish in water.
First, it unexpectedly announced the merger of Huazhong Securities, a subsidiary of Hengtai Bank, and then quickly won several large-scale IPO projects in a very high-profile manner.
The rapid momentum has put considerable pressure on other investment banks.
Reports such as "Boyu hits the domestic market, Zhou Yanjing creates another myth" have been posted on major financial websites for several days.
No matter how big the steps are, Zhou Yanjing will be so busy. He devotes all his energy to work and lives in an apartment near the company for several days in a row.
Boyu's affairs are enough for him, and 24 hours a day is not enough. He also took over a very difficult acquisition case of Zhou Group.
In the past, Mr. Zhou was very arrogant. If Zhou Qizhen wanted him to do something, he would have to show his respect to the thatched cottage.
I don't know why he suddenly became filial recently. He went to Zhou Qizhen's place to do volunteer work every three days, and he wished he could take the position of chairman of the group.
Even when one of Song Yunfan's Internet companies was listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, he took time out of his busy schedule to fly there and happily helped with the platform.
Yang Kang felt that he either thought his life was too long and wanted to die early, or he was crazy.
On the afternoon when I flew back from Hong Kong, I found that Lincheng had already accumulated a layer of snow.
This winter seems to be colder than ever, and the first snow of the year has arrived early.
When walking out of the airport, Lao Liu parked the car on the side of the road, and Yang Kang put the suitcase in the trunk. When he came back, he found that Zhou Yanjing was still standing on the side of the road without getting in the car.
Zhou Yanjing raised his head and glanced at the swaying snowflakes in the air. He suddenly thought of something and asked him, "Has she picked out the house yet?"
Yang Kang would contact Lin Yuxi from time to time during this period. She was also very busy at work and would only reply when she was free.
"My wife said she doesn't want the house anymore, so just give it to her in cash."
Zhou Yanjing frowned.
"I didn't insist on asking for a house before, so why did I change my mind and ask for cash?"
Little did Yang Kang know that Lin Yuxi would be great if she could only reply with two words to his message, so how could she possibly tell him what she was thinking.
"I have prepared cash according to the value of the house in Songyun Bay. Can I transfer it to her now?"
Zhou Yanjing took out a cigarette from his pocket and wanted to smoke one, but found that the cigarette box was empty.
He threw the cigarette case into the trash can not far away and stretched out his hand towards Yang Kang.
"cigarette."
Yang Kang hesitated.
Zhou Yanjing said coolly: "I've given you such a huge salary and you're not even willing to smoke a cigarette?"
"That was not what I meant."
Yang Kang quickly took out his cigarette and handed it over, but Zhou Yanjing was disgusted: "Smoking this kind of cheap cigarette less often is not good for your health."
Jin Zhongzhi is still cheap, Yang Kang complained, or he doesn’t want to give it to you.
Zhou Yanjing has been smoking a bit fiercely recently, maybe because he didn't get enough rest from running around, so he needs cigarettes to refresh himself, so he finished Yang Kangbei's three-month supply of cigarettes in half a month.
"Mr. Zhou, smoking is inherently bad for your health."
He originally wanted to persuade Zhou Yanjing to smoke less, but before he could say anything, Zhou Yanjing glanced at him:
"You still have a bad mouth? Just learn some bad things from Lin Yuxi."
Yang Kang died unjustly, and for a moment he couldn't tell what the trap was in this sentence: "I didn't follow my wife, nor did I learn."
Zhou Yanjing opened the door and got into the car, snorting coldly: "You do want to follow."
Yang Kang: "..."
After Boyu was busy with work for a period, he was finally able to stop and rest for a while, but Zhou Yanjing was not satisfied with the blank space in his schedule and planned to find something else to do.
There were complaints in the company, and they all came to Yang Kang and cried: "Yang Zhu, please advise Mr. Zhou, his body is made of iron, but we are not!"
Yang Kang entered the office against the ardent expectations of all employees in the company.
After Zhou Yanjing finished signing the document, he forced himself to speak: "Mr. Zhou, now that the company's affairs have come to an end, do you want to take a two-day break? You haven't been home for half a month..."
Zhou Yanjing raised his eyelids: "What should I do when I go home?"
Yang Kang choked.
What a great question.
He changed his perspective: "The main reason is that everyone has been following you for a while, and their bodies are a bit overwhelmed. You are energetic and healthy. They stay up late every day and lose their hair. A thirty-year-old soul has an eighty-year-old body. If you stay up longer, what will happen?" If you die suddenly, you have to pay a lot of money."
Yang Kang's speaking skills were all learned from Zhou Yanjing over the years. In front of him, he was just doing his best.
Zhou Yanjing sneered: "What, you think I can't afford to pay?"
...That’s not what I meant.
The secretary was right. After he returned to China, he became more and more difficult to serve day by day. After all, Yang Kang had been with him for a long time and could somewhat understand his thoughts.
Yang Kang recited several times in his heart: For Boyu, for Boyu, for Boyu...
Then he spoke as if he were dead.
"Mr. Zhou, are you afraid to go home?"
…
The crackling sound in the CEO's office scared all the secretaries outside into silence.
"It's over, it's over, Yang Zhu won't die inside, right? Wuwuwu..."
After a while, the door opened and Yang Kang came out.
The secretary immediately asked nervously: "Yang Zhu, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I accidentally broke a tea cup."
Yang Kang straightened his tie, breathed a sigh of relief, and then announced: "Notify other departments, Mr. Zhou said that everyone has been working hard recently and has three days off. Everyone should go back and have a good rest."
The whole Boyu cheered and everyone left before getting off work. When Zhou Yanjing came out of the office, no one except Yang Kang could be seen.
"They all run faster than rabbits." Zhou Yanjing was annoyed when he saw Yang Kang, "You get out too."
Lao Liu happened to have a bad cold the day before. As Zhou Yanjing drove his car on the snowy road, he felt a sense of homelessness and desolation.
Finally, we turned around and headed back to Songyun Bay.
After entering the door, the house, which was as warm as spring with the heater on, turned out to be deserted.
Zhou Yanjing paused slightly and called out: "Lin Yuxi?"
The voice was cold and cold even he didn't realize it.
There was almost an echo in the empty house.
He threw his coat on the sofa and went straight to the master bedroom on the second floor. He opened the closet and saw that Lin Yuxi's clothes and things were there, and his tense muscles relaxed.
As I was going downstairs, I heard several cats meowing.
He walked to the room where the cats were kept, and as soon as he opened the door a crack, the calico cat squeezed out, and the kitten behind him rushed out, bumping his little buttocks, picking up Zhou Yanjing's trouser legs and sniffing around. .
Zhou Yanjing tried to push them in with his feet, but none of them were obedient and jumped over his shoes and ran out.
When Mrs. Chen came back from shopping for groceries, she saw several cats running wild in the living room, and two of them were rolling and fighting on the sofa.
Cat hair was flying in the house, and Zhou Yanjing hid far away with his black hair, covering his nose and sneezing wildly.
Mrs. Chen was shocked: "Oh my god, why are they all running out!"
Zhou Yanjing: "The door is not closed properly. This is what happened when I came back."
Sister-in-law Chen didn't dare to doubt him, and she murmured in her heart that child locks had been added to the doors and windows. Could it be that the calico cat had evolved again?
This technology can be used to open locks and make money.
She hurriedly chased the cats into the house, but the athletic talent of the nearly two-month-old civet cat cubs had already appeared. The more they chased, the more fun they had. She was sweating profusely before catching two of them, but she just caught the third one. Only sent in, the two took the opportunity to run out again.
Zhou Yanjing stood high on the stairs: "Call Yuxi and ask her to come back and catch the cat."
Sister-in-law Chen turned around with the cat teasing stick: "My wife has gone to other provinces to attend academic conferences these days and won't come back until the day after tomorrow."
Zhou Yanjing put his hands in his pockets and hummed with unknown meaning: "She is quite busy."
