The next day.
Yun Yu wanted to get up early in the morning to dress up.
At the same time, in the upper floors of Wen's building, sunlight shone in from all the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The long conference table stretched out, and Wen Yangzhi sat in the main chair at the end of the long table, listening to the directors arguing about how many government bonds to underwrite.
"This time, the city is issuing bonds for a key project. Even if it is to deepen the connection with the higher-ups, more underwriting should be done."
"A total of 60 billion is too much. Do you know how many billions the six major banks have underwritten this time? Old Lin, you can't become fat with just one bite."
A ray of sunshine fell on Wen Yangzhi. His eyes were distant, his legs were crossed, and he listened expressionlessly as the two parties argued over a small matter.
Calling him here for such a thing is undoubtedly more like an old character who wants to show off his power to the younger generation.
Some people are as lowly in position as their ability, but as big as their age.
The secretary noticed that the sun was shining on Wen Yangzhi and immediately went to close the curtains.
Wen Yangzhi's double-breasted suit is no longer in the sun, and the pattern and color are clearer. The vertical stripes known as banker's stripes on Wall Street are well deserved when worn by a real banker, especially on Wen Yangzhi, who feels like old money.
There is no tie, but a very aura scarf. The dark blue silk scarf is looped into a simple godfather knot in the collar and hidden into the suit, giving a mature and experienced look.
Aloof and ruthless, dignified and handsome, they are all reflected in the young leader at the same time, and his aura is so oppressive that people dare not look at him.
He tapped his fingers on the table.
Director Lin, one of the directors on the board of directors, argued: "According to Wen's ability, underwriting 60 billion this time is not a problem. The higher-ups definitely hope to give full play to our home advantage and leading effect in Shanghai."
Another uncle of Wen Yangzhi frowned: "Due to the recent adjustment policies issued by the central bank and the China Banking and Insurance Regulatory Commission, bond trading is not as smooth as before."
Director Lin always remained radical. He tapped the Montblanc pen on the table and emphasized:
"But Wen's has reached a bottleneck. We have always been ranked among the top three in the twelve business sectors. Last year, our profit reached the sixth place. If we don't take some risks and make radical breakthroughs, we will become less and less popular with the government and big companies in the future. value."
Seeing that it was about to break out, the two sides were about to quarrel again like last time.
A director promptly asked Wen Yangzhi: "Director Wen, what do you think?"
Everyone finally realized that the person with the highest percentage of voting rights had not yet spoken.
Everyone was quiet for a moment and looked at Wen Yangzhi.
Wen Yangzhi's slender jade-like fingers turned over the information, and his deep voice was calm and calm:
"With an agency sales rate of two parts per million, the bank will not prosper through bonds, but being overly generous and unable to complete the task will make people think that Wen's vision is too high."
He raised his eyes, and his indifferent gaze fell on Director Lin: "What should be radical is investment vision, not excessive ambition. Director Lin doesn't understand such a simple truth, right?"
The tit-for-tat words made the whole audience sit up straight and look at Director Lin.
Lin Feng bit the bullet and said, "Mr. Wen, last time we underwrote 50 billion, didn't we sell all of it? This shows that we actually have the ability to far exceed 50 billion."
Wen Yangzhi said nothing and looked at him quietly, as if the oppressive feeling was substantive.
The words "Little Director Wen" made the entire conference room fall silent.
Now Mr. Wen is Mr. Wen, there is no such thing as "little Mr. Wen".
Still calling like that is undoubtedly plucking the hair from the tiger's head.
Silently, everyone thought of the hidden dangers of the last underwriting and Wen Yangzhi's attitude after the incident.
Under a stalemate.
The people from Director Lin’s group forced Director Lin down and pretended to be peacemakers with a smile:
"Old Lin, you are too old and confused. How did you sell the 50 billion last time? Have you forgotten?"
Of the 50 billion last time, there was still 5 billion that had not been sold until the last deadline. It was not until Mrs. Wen's connections bought 5 billion that the underwritten bonds were sold out.
This shows that Wen cannot afford to underwrite so many bonds at present.
If it were not for the strong network resources rooted in Shanghai, it would be impossible to sell all these bonds.
And that time, Director Lin insisted on underwriting 50 billion, and in the end it was the Wen family who ended up with it.
Wen Yangzhi didn't have the patience to listen to their useless arguments anymore: "Forty billion, does anyone else have any objections?"
Everyone looks at their noses and their minds.
It was noisy and chattering just now, but now it's so quiet.
Wen Yangzhi raised his eyes indifferently: "The meeting is dismissed."
He stood up to leave the meeting, his assistant and the board secretary following him out.
The remaining people did not move.
Wen Yangzhi's shareholding ratio is too high, almost inheriting the legacy of his father.
After all, this is the Wen family.
When Wen Yangzhi returned to the office, Assistant Zheng asked him cautiously: "What should I do with the necklace? The dinner is coming soon. President Zhou's side..."
He flipped through the information in his hand without raising his head: "Choose another one, as long as the gift is of equal value."
Fifty million, another fifty million.
If Miss Yun didn't wear that necklace without permission, there would be no need to choose it again.
This trip is equivalent to spending 100 million.
Assistant Zheng cursed and left.
Wen Yangzhi's cell phone rang, and when he saw the name displayed on it, he ignored it for a long time.
The other side has no intention of hanging up yet.
Only then did he reach out and answer the call.
The girl's soft and graceful voice came from the mobile phone: "Brother, are you going home for dinner?"
In the cold, black-and-grey office, the girl's charming voice was particularly jarring.
Wen Yangzhi turned the page: "I won't reply."
Yun Yuwan whispered "Ah" in disappointment.
Wen Yangzhi remained unmoved.
Yun Yuwan held the phone and looked at herself in the mirror.
If he doesn't come back, wouldn't it be in vain?
Are you too busy to go home? I don't even want to see her.
She thought for a while: "Then...the Jiang family is here to visit today, do you know?"
"You're sure the atmosphere will be better, that brother from the Jiang family knows you so well."
Finally, the other end of the phone stopped for a moment: "Jiang family?"
In just a moment, he understood the Jiang family's intention.
She didn't take it seriously: "Yes."
Wen Yangzhi's face was slightly cold: "I understand."
He hung up the phone immediately.
But within an hour, Yun Yuwan heard from the servant that Mr. Wen was back and was talking to Mr. Wen.
She couldn't help but set off firecrackers in her mind.
She is so smart.
In the tea room, Wen Wei and Wen Yangzhi sat opposite each other. A cigar was placed on the white porcelain ashtray in front of Wen Wei, with smoke curling up.
Wen Wei insinuated: "You are twenty-seven years old. There are some things that you should know in your heart even if your father doesn't say anything."
"I know." Wen Yangzhi looked indifferent.
Wen Wei probed: "I met Miss Xu last time. What did you think?"
Wen Yangzhi took a fair cup and poured himself tea. His slender white fingers rested on the deep red clay teapot, complementing each other's elegance:
"As a wife, I'm afraid she won't be able to shoulder her responsibilities."
Wen Wei understood: "You are a bit young."
It is indeed difficult to be the mistress of the Wen family, because the financial industry requires the accumulation of connections, and the mistress of the Wen family must be well-rounded and thoughtful, and cannot be a beautiful canary.
Even if she is not a hostess, she will be a top talent wherever she is.
Take Zhao Qin, for example, who seems to have nothing to do and has never worked since she got married.
In fact, he was so busy with social gatherings, connecting business ties, handling the relationship with the wives of various families, and learning about the business trends of various wealthy families from the wives, that he hardly had a day off.
Because she is a female celebrity, sometimes she can gain initial favor by just swiping her face, which is extremely useful for opening up her network of contacts.
Most of Wen's connections are with her, followed by Wen Yangzhi's connections when he was a student.
Classmates in private aristocrats, such as second generation Jiang Jianqing.
If you join the Greek fraternity in an Ivy League school, you will have a network of relationships all over the United States after graduation. Of course, there will also be some second- and third-generation Chinese.
Being Wen's wife is really not an easy task.
If you are not a human spirit, it is difficult to be thorough.
Especially Wen's is not a small business.
It would be extremely difficult to find someone capable and dignified enough to be Wen's wife, and to have him like her.
Wen Wei persuaded calmly: "You can always learn this kind of thing after learning. Miss Xu is a good match for you."
Wen Yangzhi neatly refused: "I don't like it."
"Then what do you like?" Wen Wei was really unsure of his son's preferences.
Wen Yangzhi remained calm: "Beautiful."
Unexpected answer, Wen Wei's hand holding the cigar paused in the air.
Looking at his son's indifferent face, although he is young, he already has the demeanor of a superior person, and others will most likely not dare to make mistakes in front of him.
He thought that his son would like smart, virtuous, and gentle people.
Dudu never thought that he likes pretty ones.
But if you think about it carefully, it’s not impossible to understand.
After all, they are all men, and they like beautiful people, which is the nature of men.
