I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 152, 151: "That's settled then. Wouldn't it be better to end it in a muddle?"

Xia He felt a lot of pressure and went to talk to Fang Qingye about it after get off work.

"Why don't you just go along with Director Liu, senior?" Fang Qingye said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"How can that be?" Xia He rolled her eyes at her: "Even if President Liu has a problem with me, and I might not be able to transfer in the future, I will not go against my conscience!"

"That's ambitious! You truly deserve to be my senior!" Fang Qingye gave a thumbs up.

"Qingye, stop joking. My heart is burning with anger," Xia He said reproachfully.

"You've already said it. Since you're not afraid of President Liu making things difficult for you, what are you worried about?" Fang Qingye replied seriously, "Afraid of staying in Nanxin for the rest of my life? If I can't stand it, I'll just resign."

"Resign? Then you'll support me?"

"no problem!"

"Heh? Quite the boast." Xia He laughed immediately.

After a moment, she became serious: "You're right, at worst you can resign, why hang yourself on the tree of Dongfang Bank?! I'll give President Liu a reply tomorrow and refuse!"

Seeing Xia He's reckless attitude, Fang Qingye smiled and comforted her, "Perhaps things will take a turn for the better, it's not so bad!"

"Thank you for your kind words, I'm off work now." Xia He turned and walked out.

"Hey, senior, aren't we going to play ball tonight?" Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"I'm afraid if I keep bothering you to play ball every day, your mother will come knocking on my door and demand an explanation." Xia He waved her hand and left the office.

Fang Qingye tidied up the documents on her desk, then went downstairs, got on her scooter, and prepared to go home. Just as she turned onto Changle Road after leaving the company gate, she suddenly heard a car horn behind her. Fang Qingye slowed down and turned around, only to see a black Passat driving past behind her, with her second uncle, Fang Jianhua, sitting in the passenger seat.

"Xiao Ye, are you off work?"

"Yes, Second Uncle, where are you going?" Fang Qingye asked as he stopped the car.

"The county is setting up a guarantee company, but there have been some problems with the tax procedures. I plan to talk to Director Zhang in person and we've arranged to meet him."

"What? The county is going to set up a guarantee company too?" Fang Qingye was slightly surprised.

"Yes, just like in the city, all the counties are doing it this way."

“That’s a good thing too. The municipal guarantee company has a very good reputation in the banking system,” Fang Qingye said.

"Reputation?!" Fang Jianhua sneered. "That was before. The leadership has changed."

oh.
Has the leadership changed?

Is its reputation declining?
Fang Qingye suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Xiao Ye, what's wrong?" Fang Jianhua asked curiously when he saw his nephew's dazed expression.

"No, it's nothing." Fang Qingye regained consciousness and smiled. "It's nothing, Second Uncle."

"Then I'm leaving!"

"Goodbye, Uncle!"

Seeing the Passat leave, Fang Qingye slowly rode her scooter, thinking about what Fang Jianhua had just said.

That inexplicable loan
Could there be something fishy going on with the municipal guarantee company?
He suddenly thought of his classmate Mei Shuwei and asked him to help investigate the internal problems of the guarantee company.

He is the deputy director of the Municipal Finance Bureau, and the guarantee company was funded and established by the Municipal Finance Bureau. Although it is not under his direct management, it should not be a problem to find out some inside information regarding this guarantee.

He immediately pulled over and stopped his scooter, took out his phone to dial Mei Shuwei's number, but suddenly stopped.

After thinking for a moment, he dialed a different number.

It was a call to Xia He.

The call was answered quickly, and Xia He said with a laugh, "What? Your mom's not cooking for you again? Come on over to my house for a free meal! I'll cook you something delicious!"

“I haven’t gone home yet. I ran into my second uncle on the way.” Fang Qingye then repeated what her second uncle had said to Xia He. “You mean there might be something fishy going on inside the city’s guarantee company?” Xia He immediately realized this.

“Yes, we were all misled by the reputation of the guarantee company, subconsciously believing that the guarantee company wouldn’t have any problems, so we didn’t think about it,” Fang Qingye said.

“Yes, that’s right! I’ll call Mei Shuwei right away and ask him to help me check!” Xia He said immediately.

"Okay, I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."

"Okay, hey, Qingye, you're really not coming to my house for dinner?" Xiahe said on the phone again.

"Never mind, you've been busy lately, so I won't bother you."

"Alright, after this is all over, I'll cook you a big meal!"

Fang Qingye hung up the phone and wobbled home on her little scooter. Her mother wasn't home yet; the house was deserted.

"Sigh." Fang Qingye sighed deeply.

I'd rather go to Xia He's house for a free meal.

Fang Qingye didn't inquire about the matter again. A few days later, on a Tuesday, shortly after he started work, Xia He came to his office and said:
"Qingye, the city branch just called to inform us that there are some problems with this loan, and it has been cancelled."

Fang Qingye was not surprised by this result. He asked, "Did you call Director Mei? What did he say?"

“I hit him, but he didn’t say anything.” Xia He shook her head. “Mei Shuwei only said that the matter was over, and that it was inconvenient to talk about the specific details. He also smiled and said that there was no benefit in knowing too much.”

"That's settled then. Isn't it better to end things in a muddled way?" Fang Qingye said with a smile.

“You’re right, Qingye, how about we find some time to go to the city and meet Mei Shuwei?” Xia He suddenly said.

Fang Qingye was slightly surprised: "What? You want to dig deeper into the matter to my face?"

"Of course not, I just think that Mei Shuwei is a good alumnus, and we should get to know him better," Xia He explained.

Fang Qingye nodded as well.

He also had a good impression of Mei Shuwei, at least the two shared a common hobby—drinking tea.

"That's settled then, I'll arrange it for that day."

Xia He hadn't managed to get an appointment with Mei Shuwei when Fang Qingye received a call from Miao Hongbin.

It was Friday afternoon, and Fang Qingye's phone rang shortly after she started work. She saw that it was Miao Hongbin calling, so she answered it without thinking.

"President Fang, are you free tonight? If you are, I'd like to invite you to dinner at the Chundu Hotel at 6:30 pm," Miao Hongbin said on the phone.

Fang Qingye sensed something and asked with a smile, "Director Miao, is something good happening?"

"I guess so. There aren't many people. They're all people I'm on good terms with. Your second uncle is here too."

Upon hearing Miao Hongbin's words, Fang Qingye immediately agreed, "Okay, I'll be there on time."

"Okay, I'll send the room number to your phone."

"Ok."

After hanging up Miao Hongbin's call, Fang Qingye picked up her teacup, took a sip, and then took out her phone to call her second uncle, Fang Jianhua.

The call connected quickly, and Fang Qingye went straight to the point: "Second Uncle, Director Miao is treating us to dinner tonight. Do you know why?"

"Hehe, he's been promoted to deputy county head, so he's having a small celebration. I heard he said he wanted to invite you?" Fang Jianhua asked in return.

"They just called me."

"Just come when we call you. It's just a private get-together with a few close friends, nothing special."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)