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

Chapter 2 This is a game
Tenglong Industrial announced that without the company's knowledge, 2000 million yuan in the special account was transferred to the margin deposit account of the Nanxin Branch of Oriental Bank, and was used to accept bills of exchange by a company called Zhilian Technology in Zhejiang Province that had no connection or business dealings with Tenglong Industrial.

This incident caused a sensation in Nanxin and was also well-known in the entire Jinghai City banking system, but the outcome was unexpected.

Fang Qingye saw that most of the information had been entered, so he took a break without rushing. He picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then stood at the window to look at the scenery outside.

It is spring now, the weather is bright and beautiful, and the peach tree in the bank compound is in bloom, each flower is gorgeous.

At this moment Fang Qingye suddenly discovered that two people, a man and a woman, wearing bank uniforms, came downstairs and walked into the yard, apparently to greet guests.

The man was about 40, wearing a well-tailored suit. The woman was younger, under 30, slender, with her hair tied up in a bun at the back, looking very capable. She was also wearing the bank's gray-black office lady suit, giving off a sense of uniformed seduction.

Xia He, Zhao Wenjun!

Two deputy presidents of Nanxin Branch.

Due to health reasons, Branch President Zhang has been on sick leave at home for more than a year and has not come to work, so Xia He has taken charge of the work.

The actual top two leaders of the bank went out together. Are they welcoming some important person?
Sure enough, a black Audi slowly drove into the yard, followed by a black Passat.

Seeing the Audi stopped, Xia He hurried over to open the door. A man about fifty years old got out of the car and shook hands with the two waiting people.

The city’s investigation team has indeed arrived!
That man seems to be Liu Baosheng, the deputy president of the municipal branch in charge of discipline inspection?
Fang Qingye had some impression.

This man was very famous in the Jinghai banking system. He was upright and had sent two branch managers to prison. He was also very dark-skinned, so he was nicknamed "Liu Baogong."

It seems that the city branch investigation team has really arrived, and the Nanxin branch will be busy for a while.

But this matter has nothing to do with us, so just be a spectator for now.

Fang Qingye picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly.

Fang Qingye naturally wouldn't go home for lunch after get off work at noon. The food in the cafeteria was quite rich, for example, today at noon: fried fish, braised lentils with taro, a three-fresh dish, cold jellyfish salad, and a bowl of lentil and river shrimp soup.

Fang Qingye served the food and turned around to look for a seat. Zhang Rong waved at him and he sat down at the table.

"Hey, do you know? Chen Meimei has been assigned to the city investigation team as a liaison officer!" Zhang Rong said in a low voice.

"A liaison officer is just someone who runs errands and does odd jobs for other people." Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"Running errands is a good thing. You can get in touch with the city bank leaders and become familiar with them. Chen Meimei is so lucky!" Zhang Rong's tone was a little envious and jealous.

Fang Qingye glanced at him. In his memory, this kid was hardworking and capable, but he also liked to scheme for personal gain and was a very utilitarian person.

So he said while eating, "Why don't you just talk to President Xia and ask him to take over? You're quite capable. Didn't President Xia praise you at the bank's staff meeting?"

"Forget it, I don't dare to offend you." Zhang Rong quickly waved his hand:
"You don't know, President Xia was incredibly irritable today. This morning, Liu Li from our office delivered a document to her, and there was a typo in it. She discovered it and criticized her harshly. When she came back, Liu Li was in tears."

After hearing this, Fang Qingye sighed in his heart.

As a manager, Xia He is still a little short of the mark.

A true leader does not show any emotion on his face. You will never be able to tell his inner thoughts from his expression.

But it’s no wonder, Xia He is a bit young.

After graduating from Shencai Finance with a master's degree, he worked in the provincial branch for a year and was directly transferred to the Nanxin branch as deputy president to take charge of the work.

Everything was going smoothly, but when it was about to be corrected, something went wrong at the critical moment, and it was inevitable that one's mentality would be unstable.

And this was a trap, a trap set specifically for her! Break the trap, overcome the difficulties, and ascend to the top smoothly.

Unable to break it, he lost a good opportunity to compete and was forced to leave Nanxin.

Historically, her ending was the latter.

Obviously, if there are no variables this time, it will probably remain the same.

But it's a pity.

Fang Qingye remembered that Xia He was very nice to him during the time he worked at Nanxin.

After all, we both graduated from Shencai, so she is my senior.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingye couldn't help but shook his head.

"Hey, Fang Qingye, why are you shaking your head?" Zhang Rong next to him asked curiously.

"It's nothing, let's eat. These things have nothing to do with us, so don't bother with them." Fang Qingye replied, concentrating on the food in front of him.

Zhang Rong, however, disagreed.

This piece of green leaves also seems too calm and peaceful.

After dinner, Fang Qingye did not go home. He strolled on the street for a while, then returned to the office and continued working in the afternoon.

It's just the same work anyway, not difficult, just do it slowly.

The bank closed at five o'clock. He packed up the documents on the table, went downstairs to get the small pedal from the carport, hummed a song, walked out of the office gate, and drove home slowly. He had long forgotten about the miscellaneous things at the office.
At this time, the singing of Phoenix Legend came from the CD store on the street.

Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills
What kind of rhythm is the most swaying?
What kind of singing is the happiest
"The Most Dazzling National Style"

I used to think this song was too rustic, but now it sounds so familiar that I can't help but sing along.

Walking and singing is the most comfortable way
If we want to sing, we must sing to our heart's content
The small pedal car sped past the intersection the moment the yellow light turned red.

Passing by a place called Shijiaba Market, there were many people coming in and out of the market, and vendors occupying the road on both sides of the street from time to time. Following them came their mortal enemies - the urban management officers wearing wide-brimmed hats and blue-black uniforms.

Just then, Fang Qingye saw two urban management officers in uniform arguing with an old man selling strawberries.

The old man looked honest and not the kind of experienced vendor who often did business. He probably grew his own strawberries.

If they don't have a fixed stall and just find a place on the road, it is considered as occupying the road, and the urban management officers will shout and drive them away.

This kind of thing happens every day in small towns, and no one cares about it - unless there is a physical conflict between people, a group of people will immediately gather around, and it will soon appear on the Internet.

The title is usually: "Urban management beat people!"

But this didn't happen today, and the atmosphere was still quite harmonious.

Fang Qingye slowed down and prepared to leave, but when he saw a burly young urban management officer, a smile appeared on his face.

Buddy.

(End of this chapter)