This rare strong self-confidence was like a shot of adrenaline in my almost exhausted heart. But I knew the dangers of the financial field and still had concerns: "I am not very good at financial operations. What key links should I pay attention to? How can I ensure that the entire chain is truly compliant and there are no future problems?"
This is exactly what she had thought about carefully. Without hesitation, Peng Xiaohui immediately continued: "In order to create a closed loop of compliance for the entire credit business and build a firewall, I suggest setting up a 'China Enterprise Financing Guarantee Center' at the same time!" Her thinking is very clear, "We can learn from the mature model of developed regions and attach this center to the county finance bureau. Its core function is to provide professional credit enhancement services to micro-enterprises that meet our science and technology loan standards but have weaker qualifications! The center conducts professional assessments and bears part of the risks, so that banks can lend more compliantly and safely, and can truly deliver funds to where they are most needed and achieve policy goals!"
I looked at her chest which was slightly rising and falling with excitement. The feeling that gradually changed from openness to admiration and adoration instantly ignited a trace of restlessness in my heart that shouldn't have existed.
She was no longer the gentle woman in the Dragon Court Club who wore a simple cheongsam and talked about traditional culture. At this moment, she spoke eloquently and planned strategies, just like a female general inspecting troops on the battlefield. This sudden charm, like a silent arrow, accurately hit my defense.
Perhaps my gaze gave away the secret. She obviously caught the impurities that were no longer pure, and her cheeks suddenly flushed. The 께그 in my heart was instantly exposed - the mask of the "gentleman" that had been disguised for a long time was completely exposed, and the inner core exposed was just a vulgar person who was easily captured by women.
The air suddenly stagnated. Silent awkwardness spread between us, almost suffocating me.
Fortunately, Secretary Hu Jia showed up at the right time like a sharp blade, splitting the dull deadlock. There was a restrained knock on the door, and after I answered, he poked his head in: "County Magistrate Guan, Secretary Wang Yanshu is here and wants to see you."
I said "Oh". Before I finished speaking, Peng Xiaohui quickly stood up and picked up her coat neatly: "County Magistrate Guan, you have a distinguished guest, I won't bother you anymore."
Without giving me a chance to say anything, she quickly walked towards the door. Her high heels made sharp and rapid sounds as they stepped on the ground. When she passed by Wang Yanshu who had just entered the door, she nodded hastily and disappeared outside the door.
Wang Yanshu followed her back and shook her head thoughtfully. Then, her sharp eyes fell on me until she sat down leisurely - sitting on the chair where Peng Xiaohui had just left, which seemed to still have some body temperature and breath.
"Who is this?" she asked, her tone inquiring, with a hint of a smile on her lips. "She came and went like a gust of wind, and looked like she was running away from you in a hurry."
I smiled and briefly introduced a few of them, naturally ignoring the key relationship between her and Yue Mingyuan.
Wang Yanshu leaned forward slightly, his back straight, and in his serious tone, he warned: "Guan Hongjun, I know the mistakes you always make. Work is work, don't always have ideas about the female comrades in your family."
"Hmph..." I sneered with full impatience, "Sister, can you please stop looking at me with tinted glasses?"
The reproachful look on Wang Yanshu's face suddenly faded, and his eyes slowly swept across the furnishings in my office, and finally fell on me, tinged with a layer of silent sadness: "Hongjun, I'm afraid that this is one less time for me to come here."
I knew what she was referring to - it was rumored that she would soon be transferred to the city and promoted to the director of the Tourism Bureau. She was sighing for this, of course. But I deliberately slapped my thigh exaggeratedly, pretending to be surprised and teasing: "Hey, sister! You usually look so generous and open-minded, and you have never worried about anything in the world. Why are you suddenly crying today? Could it be... there is really something wrong with your body?" The tone was full of deliberate teasing, even with a hint of curse.
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Yanshu's face instantly turned as cold as a pond. She suddenly leaned forward, picked up the metal pen on my desk, raised her wrist, and threw it at me fiercely: "You bastard! How dare you curse me?!"
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