The Apocalypse of Shenhao's Life

Chapter 12 ICBC's Invitation

Although it was the end of August, the morning sun did not bring any feeling of heat.

Looking at the Chen Xueyi in front of her who was looking at her hands, her cheeks blushed inexplicably.

Gu Bai felt a little strange, the senior in his impression was not such a shy personality.

"I said what's the matter with you? Why is your face so red? Are you thinking about something wrong?"

Gu Bai withdrew his raised hands, took a small step back, and joked.

As soon as these words came out, Chen Xueyi's little face, which was already slightly blush, immediately became even redder.

Instinctively subconsciously retorted: "You are talking nonsense, I am just too hot, I was hot!"

"Oh?! So that's the case, um, I believe it."

Staring at the other party's small face for two seconds, Gu Bai nodded solemnly, and did not continue the topic.

Ridiculousness should be moderate, if the other party is really anxious, it will be of no benefit to both parties.
In interpersonal communication, it is very necessary to have a good scale.

After a pause, he stated today's itinerary.

"Today's things are relatively simple, and I'm sure I won't be as tired as yesterday."

Just as Gu Bai and Chen Xueyi were talking about today's arrangements, Gu Bai's cell phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his phone and saw that it was not a number he was familiar with, but the number belonged to Shanghai.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Bai still connected the phone.

If the call was not from Shanghai, Gu Bai would refuse to answer it without hesitation.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

When he said this, Gu Bai's finger had already rested on the top of the hang up button.

As long as the other party said a word related to insurance, he would press it without hesitation.

On the other side, Chen Xueyi looked at Gu Bai's look like I'd hang up if you dare to say it, and she couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

"Hello, Mr. Gu, I'm the account manager of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of Shanghai Branch. I'm sorry to interrupt your rest."

Bank account manager?It doesn't look like it's for insurance.

Gu Bai paused for a moment with his hand suspended in mid-air, but did not press it directly in the end.

He remembered one thing, the bank card given to him by the system seems to belong to ICBC
"Is there something wrong with the bank card that the system gave me?"

There was an inexplicable chill down Gu Bai's back.

He seems to be a little careless. He was spending money yesterday, and he didn't think about it at all.

[All sources of funds provided by this system are reasonable and legal, and the bank cards issued are authentic and valid, please feel free to use the host. 】

Before Gu Bai got anxious, the system gave a simple and clear explanation.

After seeing the system prompt in front of him, Gu Bai's hanging heart was relieved.

It's fine.
He was afraid that something might go wrong.

At that time, it will be nothing to go in and renovate for a few years.

Moreover, if there is a problem with the [-] million funds, it may not be available for a few years.

"It's okay, what's the matter with you?"

Since it is not a bank card problem, it may be something else.

After Gu Bai asked the question, the other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, and then said politely.

"Mr. Gu, it's like this. The original position of senior account manager has been transferred. I will be in charge of this job in the future. If you have any needs, you can contact me. Besides, I don't know if you have time. I would like to treat you to a light meal. Thank you for your support of ICBC in the past time."

job transfer?

No matter how you look at it, it's a bit of a coincidence.

If there is no systematic reason for this, Gu Bai would not believe it.

It all happened so suddenly.

"Oh, so that's the case." Nodding his head, Gu Bai pondered for a moment and said, "For dinner, it's tonight. I have time tonight."

It is really necessary to see each other.

After all, there are many money-spending plans that require the help of the bank to complete.

"Okay, Mr. Gu, let's add a WeChat, and I will send you relevant information later."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Bai played with the phone in his hand and glanced around.

However, she found that Chen Xueyi, who was still smiling at her, had already arrived outside the school gate.

"What is this senior sister Chen doing? She ran away without saying a word."

After muttering something in a low voice, Gu Bai took a step and chased after him.

On the other side, in the branch of Modu Industrial and Commercial Bank, in the office of the account manager.

After Lu Qiren ended the call with Gu Bai, he casually threw the phone on the table, loosened his wine red tie, and finally let out a long breath of turbid air in his chest, and the serious expression on his face relaxed accordingly. .

"Sure enough, it's easier to deal with young people. Those who do business open their mouths are all kinds of conditions."

Obviously, before talking to Gu Bai, this manager Lu had already talked to many clients on the phone, but none of them made any obvious progress.

This can be seen from the expression on the other side's sigh of relief.

It is true that there are many rich people in Shanghai, and there are many businesses worth [-] million yuan, but there are really not many people with deposits of hundreds of millions.

Every such high-quality customer is something that account managers need to try their best to win.

The connection between account managers and account managers is very prone to problems.

If the depositor is not satisfied with the new account manager, it is very likely to directly change the bank deposit.

None of this is new.

The fact that being rich is master is most vividly reflected in the relationship between depositors and banks.

If you want to completely catch this stall, you probably have to grind your mouth a lot.

Fortunately, Gu Bai has already opened a breakthrough. The performance may not be very good in a short period of time, but at least it is preserved.

Thinking of this, Lu Qiren quickly smoothed out the tie he messed up just now, and then shouted out the door.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu~"

"Clap."

The office door was pushed open from the outside.

Immediately, a little secretary in high heels walked in, holding documents and wearing a professional skirt.

"Xiao Yu, there are a few things you need to do now, please remember."

Lu Qiren twirled the signature pen with his right hand, and said in a serious tone.

"Okay." Without any hesitation, the female secretary opened the file, picked up the pen, and waited for what Lu Qiren would say next.

"You can book a place in the Tang Pavilion later, I'm going to entertain guests tonight."

Remembering that Gu Bai's birthplace was Guangdong Province, Lu Qi decided to arrange the dinner tonight according to his liking.

After saying this, Lu Qiren fell into silence again, and kept turning the pen in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

"Xiao Yu, you will give me a list of the staff in our department who are under the age of 25 later, and I will pick a few to have a dinner party with me tonight."

Nodding his head, Xiao Yu wrote down the matter, but didn't write it down.

She is very clear about what can be remembered and what cannot be remembered.
(End of this chapter)