A Private Secretary and A Sly Old Fox

As Ye Feng entered the bank through the VIP passageway, all the staff members he met along the way glanced at him.

Firstly, they glanced at him because of his appearance. Secondly, it was because anyone who could be personally received by the President was either rich or noble.

"Mr. Ye, please come in."

When he pushed the door open, he was greeted by a rather elegant reception room. In the middle of the reception room, there was a tea table with oil paintings hanging on both sides, giving the room an ancient charm.

After chatting for a while, Ye Feng learned the name of the President. The President was Zhang Bo, a middle-aged man who looked very shrewd.

"President Zhang, just call me Ye Feng."

Ye Feng spoke. After all, he was still not used to being called Mr. Ye.

"Haha, I'll call you Boss Ye then."

"Boss Ye seems like an impatient person. You didn't even give me a chance to treat you to a meal."

Zhang Bo seemed to be complaining, but his eyes were filled with amusement, as if he was joking with an old friend.

"It's because I still have classes later."

Ye Feng answered honestly. After all, he did not intend to hide his identity as a student. In fact, there was no point in hiding it from the bank President.

"I couldn't tell that Boss Ye is still a student. You're really young and promising."

Zhang Bo praised him and went straight to the point. "Since Boss Ye is in a hurry, I won't beat around the bush. What I said over the phone about inviting you to join a private banking service is actually not accurate. To be exact, we plan to invite you to join a super high-end private banking service."

"Oh?"

Ye Feng was slightly surprised.

He had done his research on the way here. As one of the top private banks in the country, the admission criteria for joining the super high-end private banking service was 50 million yuan.

However, after buying a shop at Tianda yesterday, the amount of cash he had was already below this standard.

"It looks like they consider assets, not cash, when recruiting members."

That was true. After all, it was now 2010. There were probably not many people in Quan City who could produce 50 million in cash at one go.

Most of the time, one's net worth was just an estimate. One's net worth might be over a hundred million, but one might not even have over ten million in their bank account.

"Please come in."

Zhang Bo picked up his phone and sent a few messages. Then, he spoke to someone outside the door.

"This is Zhang Nan, Boss Ye's personal financial secretary."

"Zhang Nan has a master's degree in finance and nearly five years of working experience. Not only is she skilled, she is also very experienced."

Zhang Bo raised his eyebrows at the last sentence.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Zhang Nan was experienced. Could it be…

He turned his head to look at Zhang Nan. Her long black hair was like flowing water, and her pink neck was exposed. Her crescent-shaped brows were curved, and her dress outlined the slender curves of her waist. She also was wearing a pair of exquisite high heels. She had the unique grace and poise of a person in finance. When paired with her work uniform, she presented a different kind of temptation.

"What a top-quality lady."

Ye Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva as a ball of fire burned in his heart.

No, he had to stay calm. He was now a tycoon with a net worth of tens of millions. Thus, he couldn't let others look down on him.

Ye Feng decided to activate his ultimate move——

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony…"

Obviously, the effect of this ultimate move was shocking. As soon as he muttered this four-word mantra, Ye Feng instantly felt that his life had a greater meaning.

Things like women…

"… will only affect the speed at which I can draw my sword!"

Meanwhile, Zhang Nan was surprised to see Ye Feng's clear gaze.

She was full of confidence in her own qualities, and she had specially dressed up today.

In fact, many of the clients she had met had expressed their desire to improve their relationship.

As for Ye Feng… From the information she had gathered, he was just a university student, but he had such a strong will.

This made Zhang Nan improve her opinion of the person she was serving this time.

"Hello, Miss Zhang Nan."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand.

Zhang Nan smiled. "Nice to meet you, Boss Ye."

"Thanks to socialism…"

"What?"

"It's nothing."

Ye Feng watched as Zhang Nan stretched out her fair and clean hand and shook it.

He only shook half of her hand and let go after a brief moment of contact, but…

"It's cold and soft…"

Ye Feng felt a little regretful when he saw Zhang Nan withdraw her hand.

"Boss Ye."

Ye Feng's performance made Zhang Bo reevaluate this young man.

"Not everyone has an exclusive financial secretary."

His evaluation of Ye Feng in his heart improved slightly, and his desire to rope Ye Feng in grew stronger in his tone.

Zhang Bo highly valued this young man… and his 50 million.

After all, this was 50 million yuan in liquid capital. It would be a waste to keep it in the bank.

Furthermore, if he could build a good relationship with this young man, the benefits it would bring would be far more than this amount.

For example, he would be able to earn funds… or even stocks.

If he managed to get this sum of money, his financial report at the annual meeting would be even better.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng was surprised when he heard Zhang Bo's words.

"It seems that not every client of this high-end private bank service has an exclusive secretary…"

This gave him a better understanding of the concept of 50 million yuan.

Ye Feng replied, "If you say so, then I'd have to thank President Zhang."

"Of course, of course." Zhang Bo waved his hand and picked up his phone. He looked at the message on the screen and felt a little embarrassed. Then, he said, "Boss Ye, I still have a meeting to attend. Please excuse me for a moment. I'll let Zhang Nan take care of you next."

"You can also communicate with her on a deeper level."

Communicate with her on a deeper level…

These words caused Ye Feng's heart to skip a beat once again.

It was mainly because of Zhang Bo's gaze and tone. It was as if he was hinting at something, but also as if he wasn't.

"What a sly old fox…"

Ye Feng shook his head. He had to pay more attention when dealing with these cunning people at the workplace in the future.

Each and every move these old foxes took was not simple at all.

As Zhang Bo left in a hurry, only Zhang Nan and Ye Feng were left in the room.

The faint smell of perfume on Zhang Nan's body started to waft through the room.

Suddenly, the atmosphere changed…

"Boss Ye."

Zhang Nan smiled and sat down first. Then, she picked up the teapot on the table and made a cup of tea. "Mr. Ye, may I have the honor of having a cup of tea with you?"

"Let's sit down and talk."

"Ah, this…"

…

Outside the bank, Ye Feng took a deep breath after leaving in a flurry.

"This personal finance secretary of mine is not a kind person."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly as he recalled the conversation in the reception room.

Even though Zhang Bo's words seemed to be full of hints and Zhang Nan seemed to be tacitly agreeing with him, Ye Feng knew that these were all tricks.

If he took them seriously, he would fall for it!

"This is not a place where I can stay for long."

Even though he had his four words of truth, they would lose their effectiveness if he stayed for too long.

Ye Feng was really afraid that he might have made some rash investments or entered the stock market in a moment of impulse.

Fifty million seemed like a lot of money, but he had made plans for every cent of it!

Even though he had only opened Hedilao at present, this was a trial!

If this trial was successful, he would be able to launch his plan!