“Talking about money is so vulgar. I prefer talking about romance.” Jianjian clinked her glass together and said, “Let’s have a drink.”
Mr. Yang was slightly surprised. After all, how many women in this kind of place don't talk about money?
When Yuanyuan and Qianqian saw that she had approached President Yang again, they hurried over. With the three beauties accompanying her, the atmosphere was quite lively, but President Yang seemed to be preoccupied.
"If you have anything on your mind, you can tell us. It will make you feel much better."
"Yes, did you have a fight with your wife?"
"My wife and I haven't seen each other for almost two years. If it were about her, it would be easier to talk about." Mr. Yang sighed, unable to hold back his words any longer, and said, fueled by alcohol, "It's a mess."
"A hole? What hole?"
"A financial hole, a huge hole of 700,000! The quarter is almost over, and we can't hide it anymore!" General Manager Yang covered his face with his hands in worry. At the beginning of the year, he embezzled 1 million yuan from the company to help a friend with a bridge loan. It was supposed to be paid back in 15 days, but two or three months have passed and he still hasn't paid back 700,000 yuan.
Need money?
The three girls, Qianqian and her two friends, exchanged a knowing glance and smiled.
"For a boss like you, 700,000 is not a small amount of money, is it?"
"I do have 700,000, but it's not in cash. My car, house, and shares can't be liquidated right now!" Mr. Yang became more and more worried as he spoke, and then picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Although everyone in his circle is wealthy, not everyone can borrow 700,000. As for the mortgage loan, his biggest fear now is that his friend won't pay him back, and he'll end up with nothing.
“Mr. Yang, I have a way to make money, it just depends on whether you’re willing to do it. I’ve told you about it before,” Yuanyuan said.
"What method?"
“I have a friend who works at Goldman Sachs. He has firsthand trading information and is guaranteed to make a profit.”
Upon hearing this, Mr. Yang immediately remembered that there were many girls around, dazzling the eye, but they were all just pretty faces. Only Yuanyuan remained in his memory, the girl who understood finance.
"Are there any sure-fire ways to make money in finance?" Mr. Yang asked suspiciously.
"You can give it a try. The three of us have been investing. To be honest, after we bring you in, we will take 0.5% of your profits."
What is the stable return?
"Fifteen percent, but they want to take five percent, and then give us 0.5 percent."
When Mr. Yang heard about the high handling fee, he actually believed it. After all, it was a high profit. There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. As a businessman, he was more willing to believe that others were working for profit.
After a little thought, he decided to give it a try; he had already been pushed to this point.
"Where is this person?"
"I'll take you to see him tomorrow."
The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, as dawn was breaking, a few pedestrians were scattered on the street. Yuanyuan got out of the taxi and ran into the Sheraton Hotel.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The urgent knocking woke Lu Feng, who was almost awake, completely. He sat up and asked irritably, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Yuanyuan!"
Lu Feng casually grabbed his pants and put them on. He walked to the door, opened it, and saw an anxious Yuan Yuan. He asked, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"
"Someone invested money!" Yuanyuan exclaimed excitedly. "It's a wealthy CEO, I think he's the general manager of some company."
"Really?" Lu Feng opened his drowsy eyes, stepped aside to let her in, and asked, "Did you meet at Marshal Xu's Golden Palace?"
"Yes, there was a banquet last night, Mr. Yang..."
Yuanyuan recounted the whole story. Of course, she wouldn't tell Lu Feng that she was groped by those bosses at the Golden Palace. Instead, she talked about how she had studied finance and done her homework over the past few days, presenting a positive and proactive image.
That's a really good point. If a girl who works in finance were to become involved in prostitution, it would be considered morally corrupt. But if a prostitute were to continue studying finance while entertaining clients, it would be much more inspiring.
While talking about her own hard work, Yuanyuan also subtly criticized Jianjian and Qianqian, saying things like they threw themselves at the boss and played those kinds of games with some old men, which made people's imaginations run wild.
Lu Feng naturally understood what she meant, but he didn't say anything more. As long as it was confirmed that she was someone from Xu Dashuai's circle, that was enough.
How much to invest?
"I'm not sure. He didn't seem to really believe it, so I guess he only bet a small amount the first time."
"It's okay, it's a good start."
After arranging a time and place with her, Lu Feng saw Yuan Yuan off, started packing up, changed his clothes, and waited there for a few days. Finally, it was his turn to perform.
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