Chapter 388

The reception of the financial summit started at 4pm on time, and Smith was sitting in a taxi at this time, anxious.

He got off the plane at twelve o'clock and is still stuck on the North Ring overpass until now. This speed is even slower than the snail!

"Could you hurry up, please?" Smith is now fully aware of the traffic situation in China. Looking at the traffic flow beyond his sight, he is almost desperate.

If Apollo continues to throw money at the scene, the consequences will be unimaginable. The stock of Gaoqi has fallen so miserably. If it continues to plummet after the resumption of trading on the New York Stock Exchange, it will certainly greatly damage its vitality! At that time, not only can I lose my CEO position, but the whole Gaoqi bank may fall to the bottom!

However, no matter how hurried he was, the taxi still couldn't move.

"As you can see, sir, this is the traffic situation in Ninghai." The driver looked at Smith happily and said, "so you Americans must not have a crooked mind about China. If you send a division to fight Ninghai, it is estimated that you will not be able to get down the viaduct for half a month."

Smith almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, threw down 500 Chinese dollars, opened the door and trotted away.

The driver happily took the money ticket, took a look and put it in his pocket, saying, "welcome capitalism to continue to corrupt us."

At this time, the banquet of the financial summit has begun. As the host, the vice mayor in charge of finance of Ninghai first delivered a passionate and friendly speech on the stage, while Su Rui was holding a glass and scurrying around the tables, pinching some delicious food when he saw it.

At the end of the speech, it was time for free communication. Dance music was always playing, and some men and women had joined hands on the dance floor.

In the corner not far away, a group of men who seem to be in high positions in major banks and companies are surrounded by a young man in a white suit, saying something with a flattering face.

All the people who can attend the financial summit are elites in China and even the world financial industry. How can there be less Bai Jiaer, who is known as an "investment genius"?

Over the past few years, with the resources in his hand, Bai Qichuan has become prosperous in the investment community and successfully participated in many good projects. In this regard, his reputation is much louder than that of Bai Qinchuan, the eldest brother who works in the national development and Reform Commission.

As Bai Yichuan, he didn't attend the meeting of the previous two days. He just needed to come to the reception and show his face a little, which was enough to achieve some of his goals.

Unfortunately, Su Rui, a familiar figure, appeared in his vision.

Two months ago, at the same reception, Su Rui kicked him severely, which hurt Bai jiaershao a lot. He vomited blood on the spot without saying it. He also lost face and almost became a joke in the circle.

Bai Qichuan is extremely good-looking, and this powerful man surnamed Su is almost his nightmare.

Su Rui is wearing a black suit today. With his rather good figure, this suit looks extremely fit.

"What are you eating?"

Zhou Anke walked to Su Rui and smiled softly.

Today, she is wearing a bright yellow dress with a deep neckline on her back, revealing some smooth and greasy back. Unlike other women present, Zhou Anke's chest radian, although good, is not exposed at all. The appropriate folds and tassels on the dress create a very comfortable beauty.

Beauties all need temperament to show. Zhou Anke's unique temperament of Jiangnan beauties definitely kills most of the women who show most of their snow-white breasts at the scene.

Of course, since there are no qualifications for this reception, many celebrities in China will receive invitations. However, whether they will come from all over the country to attend the reception is another matter, which has been the practice of financial summits for many years.

There are also many celebrities and young ladies in Ninghai. Taking advantage of the opportunity to get the moon first, they will also get a few invitations to join the fun. Maybe they can catch a golden turtle or something? Even if it doesn't work, it's good to find a handsome boy and beauty to play for one night or two.

At this time, Xu Wenjie was surrounded by threeorfour girls, and everyone's eyes showed a hot light. If anyone can catch this golden bachelor, it is also a matter of great face.

"Jeremy, your skin is well maintained. Is there any secret? I made a facial mask twice last night, and your skin is not as good as yours. It is getting darker and darker." A young lady who didn't know whose house was pursing her mouth, pinching her bulletable cheek, said slightly bitterly.

"Is my skin good?" Xu Wenjie smiled, looking quite elegant: "Miss Li, the skin on your face is very good."

Miss Li, who spoke before, immediately began to pout and said, "Jeremy, don't laugh at people. The skin on their face is the roughest part of their body."

Well, the face is so delicate, and it's also said to be the roughest part of the whole body. It's really full of the instant vision of a green tea girl!

Xu Wenjie continued to smile, and he was very restrained in front of several little beauties. It seemed that the bad mood brought by the fall of Gaoqi stock had completely disappeared.

Another woman saw someone who jumped on the bandwagon and immediately said, "Jeremy, I'm also going to study at Yale in the next year. My father applied for me to major in finance. I'm still your primary school sister. If you have time, please talk to me about things in college. I also want to be an elite on Wall Street like Jeremy."

"We can have a cup of coffee together when we have time. There are many matters needing attention in Yale. I can talk to you in detail." Xu Wenjie's eyes swept from the chest of the woman in front of him without trace, and secretly compared the bodies of several people.

In fact, he has adjusted now. If the stock falls, it will certainly rise. There is absolutely no stock in the world that can flourish forever, which is not in line with the law of market economy.

Therefore, before leaving Ninghai, he was ready to indulge a little to express his pent up feelings in recent days.

Gently touched the wound hit by the nail clipper on his face, Xu Wenjie's mind came up with a figure, and a trace of gloom inadvertently flashed in his eyes.

The man broke into his room, and the murderous gas released from his body almost made him pee his pants. This is definitely the most humiliating thing Xu Wenjie has suffered in his life, not one of them.

When he saw Su Rui during the day, he was a little afraid, but he still tried to suppress that fear. It seemed cold on the surface, and he didn't show it. His ticket was set for tomorrow. As long as tonight passed, he would leave Ninghai and return to the United States. Su Rui, no matter how long his arm was, would never stretch out to Wall Street.

Hearing Xu Wenjie's words, the girl immediately clapped her hands and shouted, "really? This is really great! I know a good place. Why don't we go and talk after the reception?"

"No problem." Xu Wenjie raised his glass and touched the girl.

The third person was even more unhappy. She straightened her chest, smiled and said, "Jeremy, can you please dance?"

"With pleasure."

Xuwenjie said to the other girls, "wait a moment, guys. Let's skip it in turns today."

As soon as these words came out, the girls were immediately elated, while Xu Wenjie hugged the woman's waist and walked directly to the field.

As soon as the dance music rang, the girl's body almost hung on Xu Wenjie's body. The latter was also rude. Her big hands slowly swam between her back and hips, eating tofu at will.

On the other side of the hall, a group of people were chatting with Bai Yichuan, but they found that the second young master of the Bai family suddenly stopped talking and stared at a person.

Several bank presidents and company executives were stunned. Looking in his direction, they just saw Su Rui.

"Oh, does Bai Shao know him?" Asked a president.

Bai Qichuan's expression was very light and he didn't say anything.

"He seems to be from Bicon company. He has done very well at the wine table these two days. He is exquisite." A middle-aged man seemed to get a little information from Bai Yichuan's expression and said gloomily.

"I know this man." Bai Yichuan sipped the red wine gently, and his eyes were still staring at Su Rui's back: "what I want to know is that anyone can really attend this financial summit?"

The message of this sentence is too obvious. As long as a person with normal IQ, you can hear from this that the relationship between Bai Yichuan and Su Rui is extremely unfriendly.

"What does Bai Shao mean?" A company executive said cautiously.

"What can I mean?" Bai Qichuan sneered: "what I want to tell you is that my company needs to participate in the investment of an energy project next month, and it needs a lot of funds in the early stage."

Energy projects? A lot of money?

Hearing these two phrases, the people around understood the meaning of Bai Yichuan!

Everyone is in charge of banks or financial institutions. If you can get involved with the investment company under Bai Yichuan, then you don't have to worry about the annual business volume!

Therefore, when Bai Yichuan said that he needed funds for a big project, everyone knew that the opportunity for his performance was coming!

Su Rui, on the other side, seems unaware of the conspiracy here, and is happily standing with Zhou Anke.

"Come on, try this dessert. It tastes good."

Su Rui was really temperamental. He was not polite at all. He directly put in a snack and sent it to Zhou Anke's mouth.

Who comes to this cocktail party to eat? Su Rui can do well and directly solve half of the dessert.

Zhou Anke didn't hide, but opened his mouth with a smile and let Su Rui feed him.

"How does it taste?"

"Not bad." Zhou Anke's slender hands covered his mouth and chewed secretly, looking really cute.

At this time, a foreigner in a tuxedo walked in front of Zhou Anke. Although he was a little bald, he looked polite. He smiled and said:

"Ann, can you dance?"

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