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Chapter 1347: Your bank’s customer positioning system is more powerful than the National Security Bu

"This is President Xu."

Huang Yuqi was a little surprised to see Jiang Cheng introducing himself so seriously.

The word "volunteer teacher" is not a respected profession in the alleys around them.

After all, volunteer teachers represent poverty.

This profession is not even as respectable as the aunt next door introducing her daughter or even son as a financial manager or even an office secretary.

But Xu Lei is not some middle-aged woman or old man found on the streets.

For the charity school’s project funds, China Merchants Bank carefully checks every payment.

Naturally, I know how much Jiang Cheng values ​​this charity project.

Combined with Jiang Cheng's attitude, it can be seen that he gives enough respect to volunteer teachers like Huang Yuqi.

Xu Lei's eyes flashed, and he instantly understood the significance of it.

He immediately adjusted the strength of his handshake, not too enthusiastic or frivolous, but still respectful: "Hello, Mr. Huang, I am Xu Lei from Shanghai Bank."

When introducing himself, Xu Lei even deliberately omitted the title of president, showing rare humility: "I have always admired the dedication of educators."

Huang Yuqi immediately stood up upon seeing this and politely shook Xu Lei's hand: "Hello."

Jiang Cheng looked at Xu Lei's smiling face and slowly wiped the corner of his mouth.

He joked, "Old Xu, I think your bank's customer positioning system is more powerful than the National Security Bureau."

The corners of Xu Lei's mouth twitched slightly.

As a top player in the financial circle of Lujiazui in Shanghai.

Right now he should be toasting at a Waldorf Astoria party.

But at this moment he was standing in this narrow alley, smiling apologetically.

But when I thought about the 20 billion deposit that Jiang Cheng received last night.

He couldn't help but show a sincere expression on his face.

In fact, he arrived at the gate of Jiang Cheng’s Houhai courtyard early in the morning, ready to pay him a New Year’s greeting in person.

But the security guard at the door said that Jiang Cheng had already left.

After waiting in the cold wind for several hours, Xu Lei could no longer hold back and used the connections of the Kyoto branch to track him down.

Based on Jiang Cheng’s current deposit balance.

Not to mention China Merchants Bank, if the other four major banks heard the news, they would all be vying for the clientele.

Xu Lei was afraid that if he expressed his opinion too late, other bank presidents would try to poach him.

For a moment, Xu Lei couldn't tell whether Jiang Cheng was really angry or just teasing him.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he smiled apologetically: "Mr. Jiang, you are joking. How could it be possible? It's just a coincidence, just a coincidence..."

Although I was a little panicked.

But Xu Lei's posture remained upright.

It shows respect for customers while maintaining the pride of financial elites.

This was not an attempt to show off or brag in front of Jiang Cheng.

But Xu Lei knew very well that a high-end client like Jiang Cheng chose you.

The abilities and image you display must also match his identity.

Therefore, Xu Lei must make his performance meet the expectations of high-end customers like Jiang Cheng.

You must not be like those ordinary bank employees who solicit customers on the roadside.

This delicate sense of balance cannot be mastered overnight.

It is what he learned from many years of experience.

Just when he was still thinking about how to better deal with Jiang Cheng, he suddenly heard Jiang Cheng interrupting his polite words.

Jiang Cheng's fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound.

"Alright," Jiang Cheng's voice was not loud, but it was very authoritative. "The money has only been transferred in for more than ten hours, and you have come to this alley. Are you worried that I will transfer the money tomorrow?"

When Xu Lei heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly waved his hands and explained, "No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, please don't misunderstand me! How is it possible..."

Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on the bowl of noodles in front of Huang Yuqi and found that she had not finished more than half of the noodles.

So, he turned to look at Xu Lei and asked casually: "Have you eaten?"

Although at this moment Jiang Cheng was sitting casually at a roadside noodle stall.

His expression is easygoing and gentle.

But I don't know why.

Xu Lei just felt that this meeting with Jiang Cheng was much more nervous than the previous time he faced Jiang Cheng.

He stammered, "Not yet... not yet, hehe."

“Can you eat this??”

Thinking about the fact that I was about to sit on this greasy seat with a pair of trousers worth thirty thousand dollars.

Xu Lei's temple throbbed.

But his professional ethics allowed him to sit down without changing his expression, and he even took the initiative to pick up the disposable chopsticks on the table.

To be honest, he hasn't eaten at street stalls for many years since he became the bank president.

Usually he either eats at a restaurant or waits for his secretary to feed him in the office.

When going out to meet important clients, he would arrange for various high-end private dishes or restaurants.

When Jiang Cheng asked this, Xu Lei immediately acted as if he often ate at roadside stalls.

He said expectantly: "I have long wanted to try the authentic Old Beijing Noodles with Soy Sauce. I heard that this shop has been open for a long time. I have long wanted to try it here."

Jiang Cheng didn't take Xu Lei's words seriously.

He just turned around and shouted to Uncle Zhang: "Uncle, two more bowls of noodles."

"okay."

Seeing Jiang Cheng raise his hand to signal him to sit down, Xu Lei finally felt relieved.

He smiled and sat down: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I was supposed to treat you to dinner. Are you free tonight? There is a special private restaurant in Kyoto..."

"Okay," Jiang Cheng interrupted his polite words and turned to look at Huang Yuqi who was concentrating on mixing noodles. "Just tell me what you want to say."

Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Xu Lei left without caring about Huang Yuqi who was still there.

It is not easy to make an appointment to meet with a client like Jiang Cheng.

He immediately took out a titanium card box from the black briefcase he was carrying.

He handed it to Jiang Cheng and said, "Mr. Jiang, I'm really sorry to bother you. The head office has just issued an exclusive service plan. This is your emergency contact device. We have also upgraded your Black Gold Card service. Considering the size of your account, we have specially increased the security level."

Jiang Cheng took it casually.

I have the ability to sense danger, so losing funds shouldn't happen.

Jiang Cheng smiled and joked: "Is this a new treatment? Then is it safe for me to deposit my money in your bank?"

Seeing this, Xu Lei immediately smiled and said, "It's definitely safe, don't worry. I've already applied to the head office for special approval for a deposit interest rate increase plan. When the head office saw that it was your plan, it approved it immediately. Now your deposit interest rate is 125 basis points higher than the listed rate."

"In addition, he seemed a little hesitant and lowered his voice a little and said: "The Swiss branch is ready to receive you to inspect the vault at any time."

Huang Yuqi, who was standing by, heard their conversation and couldn't help but secretly smack her lips in amazement.

She was extremely curious about the amount of Jiang Cheng's savings.

How much deposit would make people so nervous to come here?

However, before he could finish his words, Uncle Zhang came over with two bowls of steaming rice.

He put the noodles on the table in a hurry, and then walked away in a hurry.

Xu Lei continued: "What do you think of the proposal I put forward?"