Chapter 90: Still ignoring the need for help?
Generally speaking, each intern will be assigned a mentor.
But Wen Nian's resume was excellent, and several senior analysts were vying to train him.
Regardless of anything else, who can't see that he has the greatest potential?
In this industry, there are many opportunities for change. Maybe one day the apprentice will become the boss, so a group of people went directly to Jiang Tingwan's office to let her make the decision...
The person involved, however, was not concerned about the matter and stared at Jiang Tingwan...
He probably did it on purpose. Whenever anyone asked him what he thought, he would say it was all fine, which made others want to take him with them.
Jiang Tingwan rubbed his temples and said, "I'll take care of it."
Although it is called guidance, there is actually nothing to teach.
Wen Nian's proficiency in analyzing financial statements is comparable to that of a veteran, and his sensitivity to market trends is outrageous. He does not seem like a fledgling intern at all.
Zhou Luoyao was amazed in the tea room: "His ability is so different from others. It would be impossible to have such courage and decision-making ability without sufficient experience."
How could Jiang Tingwan not see it? But this was exactly what she wanted, and she was too lazy to ask more questions.
It doesn’t matter where a hero comes from. No matter whether he is a true genius or just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, he is making money for her company anyway.
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cafes.
This cosmetics company tonight can be said to be a very popular brand at the moment. The order is not small and there are many companies bidding.
However, the chairman of Fuguang Cosmetics did not have the intention to cooperate because of the Song family.
Meng Siyi is a well-known face control in the industry. Models, employees, and cleaners are almost all good-looking.
Now, it was because Jiang Tingwan's company's business plan was unique, analyzing Fuguang's products one by one and making it look like a fashion magazine, which won her favor and she responded.
Jiang Tingwan had just brought Wen Nian in, and as expected, her eyes lit up when she saw Meng Siyi.
Not at her, but at the "innocent college student" wearing a white shirt and black-framed glasses behind her.
Everyone in the company, from models to cleaners, is good-looking; even the conference room is decorated like the backstage of a fashion show.
"Mr. Meng." Jiang Tingwan shook hands politely.
"Who is...?"
Meng Siyi's eyes were not on Jiang Tingwan. Her red lips slightly raised and her eyes were fixed on Wen Nian.
"intern."
Jiang Tingwan sat down with a smile, her eyes glancing at the two muscular and handsome bodyguards behind President Meng. She smiled inwardly, thinking that something good was going to happen.
Sure enough, the entire negotiation turned into a unilateral consultation between Mr. Meng and Wen Nian.
"Can you tell me more about this financing plan?"
Meng Siyi's fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, would "accidentally" touch the back of his hand from time to time.
Wen Nian cast a helpless look at Jiang Tingwan.
The woman opened her red lips slightly, looked playful, and mouthed "bye-bye", then picked up her handbag and stood up:
"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."
Meng Siyi was eager to be alone and thought that Jiang Tingwan understood her very well.
As soon as Jiang Tingwan entered the bathroom, her phone vibrated:
[Wennian]: Sister, are you standing by and watching someone die without helping?
She raised the corners of her lips. He had been playing tricks on her all day long. It was time for him to be punished.
"Don't forget, to become a regular intern you need to be in the top ten in performance."
"Good luck on getting this project^_^"
She touched up her lipstick in front of the mirror, feeling happy.
Jiang Tingwan had just walked out of the bathroom when a woman in professional attire stopped her:
"Ms. Jiang, Mr. Ou would like to invite you for a cup of coffee."
European cedar?
How long has it been since then, and how far has Tingyue come?
Let's make an appointment to meet her.
I wonder if he wanted to warn her not to hinder the marriage between the two families, or if he had discovered Song Zhi's plan?
Jiang Tingwan paused, and raised the corners of his lips:
"Lead the way."
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In the private room.
"Mr. Ou, long time no see."
Jiang Tingwan took a seat with a smile.
Ou Shan's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses were meaningful:
"Tingyue has just settled in Hong Kong, but she has already snatched so many projects from Ou Ya... Miss Jiang is really young and promising."
In recent years, Ou Shan has retired behind the scenes and only takes over projects involving huge financial amounts.
Lan Qi's apparent work had long been handed over to Ou Ya, but he did not expect Jiang Tingwan to show up halfway.
"You are so kind."
Jiang Tingwan raised her eyes, her smile not reaching her eyes, and said politely: "Compared to the Ou family's years of hard work, Tingyue is just lucky."
"Tingyue was indeed lucky." Ou Shan interrupted her, the smile in his eyes faded, and turned into a sense of superiority, and went straight to the topic:
"But as your elder, let me tell you the truth, how far can you go with Song Zhi's connections? Why not cooperate with me?"
"What do you mean?" Jiang Tingwan cast a probing look.
He pushed a document over, "Leave Song Zhi, and Lanqi will give you 40% of the projects outside of the Song family."
Jiang Tingwan supported his head with one hand and stirred the coffee with the other, pretending to think.
She thought Ou Shan had noticed something was wrong.
Now it seems that in this person's eyes, she is just a small follower who entered the circle through Song Zhi's relationship and can be bought off with money.
You only use 40% of it. How disrespectful of me.
"I thought Mr. Ou would be very generous." She lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Unfortunately, before she met Mr. Song, Tingyue was not short of these projects."
"Yeah?"
Ou Shan's eyes became intriguing. He knocked on the table and asked, "What if we add the fiscal plan for the next three years?"
Jiang Tingwan raised her eyes and looked directly at this fifty-year-old man who was still so elegant.
Lanqi has both the financial support from Ou Ya's mother and the first-hand information from his brother-in-law, so it is inevitable that he will remain the leader.
However, this is not the right way. In recent years, several investment banks have collapsed because they were reported to have colluded with government officials and used policies to make profits.
Perhaps one of them was a sting operation by Ou Shan.
The threat she poses to him now is not enough for him to offer such a huge benefit. This is most likely a bait to send her directly in.
Jiang Tingwan was too lazy to deal with him, "What a pity."
She stood up and picked up her bag. "Boss Ou still underestimated the relationship between Boss Song and I. Tingyue has the best analysts, so I don't need to take shortcuts."
Just as she reached the door, Ou Shan sneered:
"As the daughter of a nouveau riche, do you really think the Song family would want you in?
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