Chapter 2

Lin Fan took a taxi directly to Citibank.

He paid the fee by spending, which was more than 600 yuan.

But Lin fan is not as distressed as he used to be. After all, he is a thoroughly rich second generation. He can make do with his life when he is short of money. Now that his money is coming, how can he hurt himself?

It's only six hundred yuan. No money.

I got out of the car. It was already 12 noon.

Originally, it was a food stall, but there were still a lot of people in front of Citibank.

Lin Fan remembered a saying once said by someone in his family that there is no rest in the service industry. Eating and drinking Lasa depends on the plan of the guests. It's common to have lunch at four or five o'clock when you meet someone who can survive.

Citibank, an international bank well known to Chinese people, may be a distant joint venture in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Lin family, it is the service industry.

A service industry that keeps a small amount of money.

Lin Fan went to the door, felt in his pocket, and walked into the hall.

Immediately a receptionist came up.

"Hello, sir. This is Xu ya, the receptionist. Who can I speak to?"

It's a woman with a typical Asian face. She has a well-balanced figure. She has a unique voice. It's a little tender to listen to, which adds a lot to her charm.

Lin Fan looked at her for a moment and said, "I'll do an asset handover."

"Asset transfer?"

Xu Ya repeated it in a puzzled tone, with a trace of examination in her eyes.

She looked at Lin Fan: his coat, trousers and sports shoes. His skin was blackened by the sun, and he even had small mouth of different depth on his fingers.

This is a poor man.

She came to the conclusion, and her eyes became a little disdainful - such a person, of course, could not be a customer of Citibank.

"Sir, the minimum requirement for our asset transfer business is one million."

The high salary keeps her basic politeness. Instead of sarcasm, she says, "how much are your assets?"

Lin Fan thought about it, and some helplessly replied: "I don't know the details."

He really doesn't know how much money one percent of the assets of the family business has been in a state of explosive growth, including Vientiane's investment. He really can't tell.

"But certainly not a million."

Lin fan can be sure of this. I'm joking. If there is only such a point, we can just wash and sleep.

Xu Ya looks at Lin Fan suspiciously, some doubt that he pretends to be calm.

But then she showed her basic quality and pointed to a counter area and said, "this is a business area of more than five million. What do you think?"

Lin Fan shook his head: "too little."

"This is a business area of more than 10 million."

"It's still too little."

"More than 50 million business areas."

"It's still too little."

Xu Ya didn't speak. She looked at Lin fan, and she couldn't help showing a trace of disdain: "Sir, 50 million is the maximum business quota of ordinary business area. You don't want to say that you have more than 100 million assets, do you?"

Women have good reasons to question Lin fan. In her opinion, even if she is playing a pig and eating a tiger, she can't dress so slovenly. She looks like a garbage collector. How can such a person have 100 million assets?

Lin Fan shook his head: "no..."

Xu Yaxin says that you are honest. If you dare to say that today

"100 million is too little. There are tens of billions." Lin Fan continued.

Xu Ya stayed for a while.

It took her a long time to recover, and then she gave a sneer: "there must be a limit to boasting. Do you think it's possible? "

She didn't even bother to call her husband. She only thought that Lin Fan was a troublemaker - tens of billions. Why don't you call yourself Wang Sicong?

Bah, Wang Sicong dare not say that he has tens of billions!

Lin Fan sighed.

He is really too lazy to argue with such people. There are too many people who look down on others. They can't care about coming back one by one.

He simply looked up, looked left and right, saw the sign of the VIP reception room, and strode over.

Behind Xu Ya Leng next, just in a hurry to catch up: "Hello! What are you doing? Security... "

But it's too late.

Lin Fan quickly walked to the door, raised his hand and pushed open the door.

In the reception room, a middle-aged man sitting behind his desk raised his head. When he saw Lin fan, he was obviously stunned.

Then, his eyes fell on Xu ya, who came after him, and her expression was not good: "reception Xu, how do you do it?"

"Sorry, manager Qin, sorry!"

Xu Ya apologized again and again. The more flustered she was, she grabbed Lin Fan's hand and pulled it out: "I'm going to take this man..."

Lin Fan didn't move at his feet. Xu Ya's strength was too small to pull him.

"Manager Qin, right? That's how you treat VIP customers?"

Lin Fan slowly took away Xu Ya's hand, walked to the desk in no hurry, and calmly sat down in the reception position.

Qin manager Leng next, then smile: "Sir want to do business?"

His expression was full of ridicule, his tone was frivolous, his eyes were sour, and he didn't believe Lin Fan could get so much money.

Lin Fan didn't talk nonsense with him, so he took out the things in his pocket and patted them on his desk.

"See for yourself."

He said faintly.

Manager Qin chuckled, looked at it with a crooked head, and then jumped up on the spot.

"Manager Qin."

At this time, the security guards finally came. Several tall men came into the office and reached for Lin fan.

Lin Fan didn't seem to see this scene, so he focused on his fingernails: "manager Qin, if you are not free, I will save the money in Standard Chartered?"

"No way!"

Manager Qin suddenly regained his mind and was in a panic.

Such a large sum of money to slip away, his asset manager is afraid to be replaced on the spot!

He then reflected that his prevention was abnormal, and he quickly made up for it: "well, I mean you don't have to be so troublesome, Mr. Lin. it's a pleasure to meet you. I'll do business for you now."

Manager Qin nodded, then yelled at the security guard in the room: "it's none of your business. Get out of here. If you scare Mr. Lin, can you afford to be responsible?"

The security guards are all stupid - don't they say that poor losers make trouble? How can they become gentlemen?

Want to return to think, a few people look at each other, or left at a loss.

This scene made Xu Ya's eyes at the door stare: what's the situation? Is this man, who is full of stalls, really a rich second generation?

"Why don't you make tea for Mr. Lin? Nothing to see! "

Manager Qin turned his head and scolded Xu ya: "remember, take out the best tea. Do you understand?"

"Ah? Ah, good, good... "Xu ya did not dare to ask what the best tea was, and went out of the door in a state of confusion.

"Ha ha, Mr. Lin, there was some misunderstanding just now. I'm here to accompany you."

There was no one else in the room. Manager Qin's attitude was even more servile. He said to Lin fan, who was sitting on the chair of Lao Shen, "I don't know what business you are going to do?"

Manager Qin can't be afraid. He has just recognized that what Lin fan has brought out is an asset custody certificate, which shows that he has rented the safes with the most strict internal protection of Citibank, and he has rented five safes at one time.

The annual rent for these five safes is one million.

It is conceivable that the value of what he put in it is so high.

This is not the key. The key is that this certificate has three signatures of Party B.

One belongs to the CEO of Citibank headquarters, one belongs to the CEO of Citibank Asia Pacific and one belongs to the president of the bank.

The past business training experience makes manager Qin understand what these three signatures represent: only when the senior management of the group takes the initiative to ask to be the custodian, can such a situation happen.

He almost refused the project that the top management managed to pull in... When Qin jingideal arrived at this point, he felt a thrill in his heart. He was afraid that Lin fan would repent. At that time, he was afraid that he would have to beat his ass and go away on the spot.

"I'm going to take over the assets and get some cash."

Lin Fan took a look at him: "in addition, you can find me an asset manager. I may have some questions to ask. Well, the kind that has taken over more than 10 billion asset management. "

Ten billion

Manager Qin felt his legs shaking and kept sweating: "that, that, Mr. Lin, my authority is not enough to deal with more than 10 billion projects. Just a moment, I'll call Mr. Liu."

He said, see Linfan nodded agreed, this just took out the mobile phone, went to the door ready to call.

At this time, Xu Ya brought the tea and heard manager Qin's voice.

She didn't hear it completely, only vaguely heard a few words, such as: 10 billion, asset management, need authorization.

But even so, Xu Ya was shocked.

She just despised the person in the room!

But now, other people's business actually needs manager Qin to consult the senior management! What does this stand for?

This means that with one word, she can lose her job which is well paid and hard to get.

She immediately panicked God, carrying tea into the time, eyes are lax.

It was not until she put the cup on the table and watched Lin Fan pick up the cup and tasted it slowly that she suddenly recovered. Her face was pale and colorless.

"Lin, Mr. Lin."

Xu Ya grabs Lin Fan's hand and pleads: "it's all my fault. It's all my fault. Please, please don't tell manager Qin..."

"Xu ya, what are you doing! Let go

Manager Qin came in after calling. Seeing this scene, he turned black and said angrily, "I haven't settled with you yet! You dare to pester Mr. Lin! Get out of here

Xu Ya didn't leave and didn't dare to. She knew that if she left now, she would never have to come to work tomorrow.

She still pulled Lin Fan's sleeve, and her voice became more and more desolate. She begged: "Mr. Lin, I know I'm wrong, I..."

"Forget it."

Lin Fan put down his tea cup.

Originally, he wanted to make trouble for Xu ya. He was also a human being, so he could not help feeling emotional. Xu Ya looked down upon him, so naturally he would not mind letting her understand what it means to have bright eyes.

But looking at the bright woman in front of this man, Lin Fan suddenly feels bored.

He told himself in his heart, Lin fan, after all, you are a person who was born at the top of the pyramid. The people who walk on the same road with you on weekdays, 99% of them, spend their whole life creating value for you.

Do you have the same opinion as this kind of person?

Lin Fan thought it was unnecessary, so he said, "go out. I didn't pay attention to this."

Xu Ya wept with joy. Bowing and thanking, he went out with his mouth covered.

Lin Fan looked at her back, this moment, suddenly understand the meaning of money.

In a word, he can change the fate of an ordinary person.

That's the power of money.

He thought.

Then he heard a hearty laugh.

"Master Lin fan, I'm looking forward to you!"