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046. A Group of Bank Governors Giving Gifts (1/5)

Jiang Yao was troubled by the quarrels of these people.

He felt like a kindergarten teacher being complained about by a group of children who were fighting.

"Stop arguing. If you continue to argue, get out.”

"I'm not a parent, nor am I a police officer. I don't have time to come here to solve a case.”

"If you have something to say, say it. If you want to fight, go outside and fight.”

It had to be said that Jiang Yao was very intimidating.

As soon as he said that, the group of bank presidents shut their mouths and sat back on the sofa obediently.

The reason for their conflict was because of the project in Jiang Yao's hands. Naturally, they did not dare to offend Jiang Yao at this time.

Jiang Yao sat down on the sofa when he saw that these people were finally obedient.

"Tell me, why did you call me here today?”

President Lin from Hangzhou smiled obsequiously and took out a document.

"Young Master Jiang, didn't we agree yesterday? Today, you'll borrow 50 billion from our bank.”

"This is the document. Take a good look at it. If you think there's no problem, sign it. The money will be transferred to your account within three days.”

Jiang Yao nodded and handed the document to Zhao Yue for her to read.

After all, Zhao Yue was a professional talent. It was better to leave this matter to her.

Everyone looked at President Lin with envy.

This guy was really lucky. He actually borrowed 50 billion in one go.

President Lin enjoyed the envious looks of the other bank presidents. He thought of something and opened a black bag on the ground.

"Young Master Jiang, I brought you some small gifts. Two bottles of 60-year-old Moutai and two Spring Houses in Fushan.”

Jiang Yao was extremely satisfied with President Lin's performance.

He knew about the 1960's Moutai. Because of the national famine that year, food was particularly scarce, so the winery produced very little Moutai.

In addition, after so many years of consumption, the 60-year-old Maotai was especially expensive. A bottle cost two to three million yuan.

The Toyama Haruju cigarettes were much cheaper than the 1960 Moutai cigarettes, which cost more than 20,000 yuan each.

Of course, Jiang Yao was satisfied with President Lin not because of the value of this item.

To be honest, with Jiang Yao's current wealth, what good food and drink could he not get?

He was satisfied with President Lin's attitude.

"President Lin, you're very kind. I'll accept it then.”

The president of Jufeng Bank was also prepared. He took out a gift box and said.

"Young Master Jiang, I happened to get a jade pendant made of suet fat. I'll give it to you today.”

Previously, he had accepted President Lin's cigarettes and alcohol. It would not look good if he did not accept President Jufeng's gift now.

"Since you've said so, it would be meaningless if I didn't take it.”

When the other bank presidents saw this scene, they were instantly dumbfounded.

Looking at the other party's gift and then looking at his empty hands, it was obvious who was better.

They had already lost a battle before they could even officially fight.

It was always others who gave gifts to ask them for help. Today, they were begging others. How could they forget about the gift?

Looking at Jiang Yao and President Lin talking and laughing, they couldn't interrupt even if they didn't have gifts.

A person's wit could only be shown at a critical moment. President Zheng of the Agricultural Bank of China quietly put his hand under the table.

Then, he took off his six million-dollar pak philippe and pretended to take out his watch from his pocket.

"Nephew, I bought you a watch that's suitable for young people. Don't reject it.”

Jiang Yao recognized that this watch was the one that President Zheng wore on his wrist a few days ago, but he did not say anything.

"Alright, then I'll thank Uncle Zheng.”

President Zheng was not the only smart person present. One after another, someone quietly took out all kinds of expensive jewelry they were wearing and gave it to Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao did not reject anyone. He accepted whatever others gave him.

Seeing that five or six people had given gifts and the remaining few did not bring gifts, the bank manager, who could not think straight, was about to cry.

He cursed himself for being a fool. If he had known earlier, he would have bought some gifts. It was too late now.

The few smart people did not tell others about their brilliant moves. Instead, they were afraid that those with bad brains would find out.

They were now competitors. If they killed one more person, they would have one less person to compete with them.

Only a fool would add more competitors to his team.

Jiang Yao ordered the presidents who did not give him gifts to leave.

"You can go back first. The rest of you will be responsible for my loan.”

Hearing this, the faces of the few presidents who did not give gifts fell and they begged.

"Young Master Jiang, please consider us again. Our bank's conditions are very generous and will definitely not disappoint you.”

"Young Master Jiang, at least let me state my conditions before you reject me.”

"Yes, Young Master Jiang, at least let us say a few words.”

......

Jiang Yao was too lazy to deal with these people who were not smart and did not have the attitude to do things.

It wasn't that he liked people giving gifts, but the process of giving gifts could show a person's level of work and whether they were smart or not.

He was not willing to work with a few idiots.

It had to be said that among the four presidents of Shanghai, other than President Zheng, who had a faster reaction time, the other three were extremely stupid.

Other than Zhao Gang, who didn't do anything for Zhao Yue's sake, President Feng and President Li were also on his list of expulsions.

"No need. I've already decided. We'll talk about it next time.”

Jiang Yao's four bodyguards invited him in.

"Our boss has spoken. Please.”

President Feng, President Li, and the others who had not given gifts wanted to fight for it.

The group of presidents who stayed behind could not stand it anymore and spoke out.

"Young Master Jiang has already let you go. Why are you dawdling?”

"You're already an adult. Can't you have some dignity?”

"Old Feng, Old Li, you should go back quickly.”

......

A few presidents who did not give gifts blushed and stood up to leave, complaining about Jiang Yao's greed.

These few idiots did not know what they had done wrong and were eliminated.

Looking at the backs of the presidents who did not give gifts and left, the presidents who gave gifts felt a lot better.

What was a gift worth millions?

As long as Jiang Yao's hundreds of billions of projects were leaked, it would be enough for them to be promoted and rich.

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