Qin Yin walked into the YM Financial conference room with the invitation letter for the financial summit.
This time, everyone looked at Qin Yin more seriously.
This little girl has a fierce spirit at heart.
However, the market rises and falls.
The financial industry is even more volatile.
Qin Yin can get the invitation letter, what next?
The real battlefield has no room for the delicate and frail dodder flower.
Qin Yin stepped on her high heels and sat down elegantly at the main seat, casually glancing at everyone.
"Within three days."
"This is my answer to you."
The girl lightly raised her eyelids, raised her hand slightly, and threw the five invitations on the conference table.
Fu Senran calmly sat in the second seat of the passenger seat and asked questions for the arrogant master's and doctoral students:
"Even so, Qin Yin, after entering the summit, besides being young, do we have any other advantages?"
"Every company is a team, and they are mature and well-established. However, YM Financial has been struggling for many years because of Qin Mo's accident just after it emerged.
No one would believe that the solution proposed by our company can beat Ditang Financial.
What's more, even if the plan is better, Hong Kong City Xianghai Group will prefer Ditang Financial, which has strong funds and a gathering of talents. "
Fu Senran raised the concerns of every employee present.
They have not graduated yet, and they have the natural unruly arrogance of top students in northern Qing Dynasty.
But for mature companies, their talent resources are stronger and their funds are more abundant.
As newborn calves, they were still slightly inferior.
"The summit is coming soon. We still have three or four days to prepare. I have already made a plan."
"My humble opinion, you can see for yourself."
"After understanding it, I will arrange the details for you to do."
Qin Yin put down a USB flash drive and returned to the office first.
She was sure that these master's and doctoral students were very capable, so they could only conquer them with their strength.
But, in addition to their strength, she cares more about their loyalty.
In the conference room.
Fu Senran inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and clicked on the folder.
A plan for Ditang Financial's overall financial layout of Xianghai Group was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
Every detail of the financial calculation amazed them.
If Di Tang really has this plan, he will definitely be able to win the order from Gangcheng Xianghai Group. There is no doubt about this.
But soon, someone also saw the loopholes.
The second plan came out, a more refined version.
It's all encrypted top-secret data...
If any of them were sold, they would be worth a lot of money.
How did Qin Yin get it? Could it be that he planned it all?
When Qin Yin finished her tea and sat back down, everyone looked at her with more respect.
"Mr. Xiao Qin... No, Mr. Qin, your plan is so wonderful. It will definitely shine at the summit."
Many people have been impressed.
"This plan is more than enough for the Ditang Group to use to win over Xiang Hai's case, but we can use it ourselves..."
Lu Wenyan, who was wearing a white T-shirt, frowned and spoke, with a look of arrogance and righteousness in his brows.
He is a direct doctoral student led by Fu Senran and has extraordinary talent and learning.
Qin Yin glanced at him, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes.
But he looked at him with an indifferent look on his face: "My plan is your mission."
"Just do it."
Fu Senran chuckled, comforted Lu Wenyan and said:
"Come on, you just need to know that our Mr. Xiao Qin is no worse than Qin Mo."
Then, he looked at Qin Yin's back.
He couldn't help but murmured:
"It's a pity that if Qin Mo was awake, she would not be allowed to carry the entire YM Finance alone."
Qin Mo said that he only wanted his little sister to be happy.
If her dream is difficult, he will carry it for her.
The little girl just needs to enjoy the results.
But Qin Mo, if you knew, there were so many people bullying your little sister after you fell asleep.
Can you still lie down in the hospital?
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After the meeting, YM Financial hid in the stairwell.
"Miss Song, I have written down all the data. It is almost the same as the data in Miss Jun's plan. There are only a few details that are different, and I took pictures of them all."
The young voice was slightly hoarse.
"Well done, I will ask my cousin, the dean, to arrange a place for you to study abroad for master's and doctoral exchanges."
"Just send me the data."
"Do it cleanly."
Song Yan's nose is still bandaged, but she is ready to go home and take care of herself.
This morning she had a phone call with her good sister Jun Tangyue and learned from her that Qin Yin would attend the financial summit.
Also, Qin Yin once stole Jun Tangyue’s financial USB flash drive.
She deliberately asked Jun Tangyue to give her the portion she made.
As a good sister, Jun Tangyue sent it to her readily.
Sure enough, Qin Yin really plagiarized Jun Tangyue's plan.
How shameless.
Haha, wait until I expose you at the summit, I'll see how crazy you can get! !
She sent the modified version to Jun Tangyue.
I made a quick call.
"Tangtang, I didn't expect Qin Yin to be so shameless. He really stole your plan and even deliberately changed it."
"You only need to change the plan to be exactly the same as this, and I can expose her as a thief on the day of the summit!!"
Song Yan was filled with indignation. She initially dealt with Qin Yin because Jun Tangyue was unhappy with Qin Yin.
But now, she revealed in public that she had plastic surgery.
Their feud was completely forged.
Jun Tangyue was lying on the hospital bed, her waist holding the stool for Fifth Brother was not yet smooth.
She rubbed her waist, thinking about how her fifth brother regretted Qin Yin and complained about her disappointment.
For a time, the darkness under his eyes became thicker and thicker.
But she suddenly said aggrieved and surprised: "Yanyan... you must have made a mistake."
"Sister...How could sister do this to me?"
Song Yan curled her lips and smiled mockingly: "Qin Yin is very scheming. This is not the first time he has committed theft. It is normal for him to copy the data if he cannot get the USB flash drive."
"Tangtang, you are so kind and unpredictable!"
"Okay, I've sent it to you."
"Then the VIP seats for Brother Si Che's concert next week..."
Song Yan readily sent the data email to Jun Tangyue.
Jun Tangyue glanced at the computer, curled her lips with satisfaction, and her voice was still soft and trembling: "Yanyan, you are my best friend, it is natural for you to sit in the VIP seat."
"Third brother has already made arrangements for us~"
Song Yan was satisfied and hung up the phone.
There are still two weeks left, by which time her nose will definitely have recovered, and Brother Si Che will definitely look at her more.
Jun Tangyue doesn't understand finance. Since the summit is about to begin, she has been reading and memorizing it recently.
Strive to shine in Ditang Financial at the summit.
She is currently an artist, and she has the additional title of a top financial trader.
For her, it was like a tiger with even more wings.
She knew Qin Yin's strength. Since she temporarily modified the data, it must be a more subtle design.
There is only one possibility for her to re-attend the financial summit so confidently. The data in her hand is the key to dealing with herself.
Jun Tangyue looked deeply, turned on the computer, inserted the USB flash drive, and began to modify the USB flash drive according to the newly sent data...
Late at night.
Jun Siche is sitting in the study. He has a lot of cases recently and is getting more and more tired.
Not only did he suffer from back pain, but he also suffered from insomnia all the time, which made his energy and energy worse and worse.
He glanced at the incense burner on the desk and saw that the soothing spices had been used up.
But it has been sitting there for a long time without adding new spices.
My favorite West Lake Longjing tea is even more difficult to swallow.
Thinking that Tangtang is still in the hospital, it’s okay to not be able to make good tea.
But what about soothing incense?
He frowned and called the housekeeper to come in.
After Jun Sijin asked, the butler looked like a dish and said cautiously: "That aromatherapy... was made by the young lady herself."
"Tangtang?"
"She is really good at it, so don't there be any other stocks of Soothing Aromatherapy?"
The housekeeper hesitated to speak, but gritted his teeth and told the truth: "Yes...it's Miss Qin Yin."
"The last time Miss Qin Yin went home, she had taken away all the soothing incense she had made at home."
Jun Sijin was lost for a moment, and his lips trembled.
He was used to the effect of the soothing incense.
I only remember the comfort it brings to me, but I never care about the care of the person who wears it.
Now that that person has left, he is not used to it.
He was silent and opened his thin lips slightly: "Then let me collect the rose morning dew tomorrow morning and brew a pot of West Lake Longjing."
"By the way, take some morning dew to the hospital and make a pot for the old lady."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes, Fourth Young Master."
