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

Chapter 447 446 Who is he? Why is everyone surrounding him like a celebrity?
After dinner on Saturday afternoon, Yue Kai drove Fang Qingye to the Securities Association.

Yue Kai wasn't very familiar with the roads in Shanghai. Although cars now have built-in navigation, he still maintained the strict habits he had in the military. These past few days, if he had nothing to do, he would drive around the city alone to familiarize himself with the terrain, especially the Pudong and Bund areas. He drove around several times and got a general idea of ​​the situation at each intersection.

Upon arriving at the Shanghai Securities Building, Fang Qingye got out of the car and took the elevator up to the Securities Association on the 21st floor.

This was his second time visiting this upscale club.

The last time was two years ago after the hype surrounding Zhengmian, when Shi Guangrong took him up there. It was at that gathering that Fang Qingye met Lin Guangmao and his group.

Of course, at that time he was just a newcomer in the futures industry. He showed some skill in Zhengzhou cotton futures speculation, and people at the party were only slightly curious about him.

But this time was different. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, a middle-aged man he didn't know walked over. Before the man even got close, he extended his hand with a smile: "Mr. Fang, hello, I am Mu Yi'an, a fund manager from Huarong Trust."

Fang Qingye of Huarong Trust certainly knew that the company's predecessor was Shenzhen Guotou, known as the "evergreen tree of the trust industry," a state-owned trust and investment company with several funds under its management.

Fang Qingye had heard of several well-known fund managers under his management, such as Shi Junlin, Xie Wen, and Li Hongyi. But she had never heard of this Mou Yi'an before.

It didn't matter; one shouldn't hit a smiling face. Fang Qingye politely shook the other person's hand and said, "Hello, Manager Mou."

"I've long admired Mr. Fang, and meeting you today confirms your remarkable talent and ability. You are a role model for us fund managers."

Mu Yi'an smiled broadly and held Fang Qingye's hand tightly.

shit
It's getting a bit cloying.

Besides, you're older than me, isn't that a bit too cheesy?
Fang Qingye made excuses, finally managing to free her hand, and walked towards the VIP room, where people kept greeting her in the corridor.

"General Manager Fang"

"Chairman Fang"

Mr. Fang

But Fang Qingye didn't know most of them.

It's okay, just smile and nod, and then stop to shake hands.

Upon entering the VIP room, the atmosphere became even more lively. Fang Qingye noticed that the event seemed to be quite large, and many men were accompanied by beautiful women.

Judging by their ages, they don't seem to be a married couple.

They were probably divorced, lovers, mistresses, or something similar. There were also two or three stylishly dressed girls whispering together.

Fang Qingye looked around, trying to find Shi Guangrong, but couldn't find him. Just then, a man carrying a cocktail glass walked towards him, laughing loudly.

It was none other than the host of the party, Rin Mitsushige.

Lin Guangmao is only a few years older than Fang Qingye, looking to be in his early thirties. Today, he is dressed in a suit and tie, looking very elegant.

"Mr. Fang, you've finally arrived."

"Mr. Lin, you hosted this reception and even called me personally. How could I not come?" Fang Qingye said with a smile, shaking hands.

A waitress dressed as a maid came over with a tray containing three different colored cocktails. Fang Qingye casually picked one up and clinked glasses with Lin Guangmao.

"Come on, Mr. Fang, let me introduce you to some friends." Lin Guangmao said, leading Fang Qingye to a corner of the hall where a group of people were standing.

Ah.
Ye Qingjun, Fu Haitang, and Ge Weidong were all there, as was Zhu Yi.

Shi Guangrong was there too!
This guy was also dressed in a suit and tie, and was chatting with a young woman. When he saw Fang Qingye come over, he smiled and raised his glass as a greeting, and then continued chatting with the woman.

Of course, there are many more people who don't know them.

"Come, let me introduce you all. This is Mr. Fang Qingye, the owner of Tuofang Technology Company."

Lin Guangmao smiled and said to everyone, "Many people want to meet him, and today I've finally managed to invite him here."

"No, no, I'm honored to be able to attend the banquet hosted by President Lin and get to know all of you executives," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"Come, Mr. Fang, let me introduce you one by one. This is Chang Shishan, the manager of Huijing Kangzhuang Asset Management Company."

"Hello, Mr. Chang." Fang Qingye shook hands.

Fang Qingye had heard of this name before; he was indeed a very impressive private equity fund manager.

“Mr. Fang, hello, we’re from the same hometown.” Chang Shishan said, “I heard from Mr. Shi that you like fishing? I like it very much too. When you come to Huijing sometime, shall we go fishing at Xuanwu Lake?” “Hehe, no problem, fishing is much more fun than trading futures.” Fang Qingye laughed.

"That is."

"This is Duan Yanwei, General Manager of Dingtao Zhuhui Investment Management Company."

"Hello, Mr. Duan."

Fang Qingye, holding a wine glass, chatted and laughed with acquaintances and strangers alike, quickly attracting the attention of those chatting nearby.

A few stylishly dressed girls were whispering and talking over here.

"Hey, who is he? Why is everyone surrounding him like a celebrity?" A busty girl with long, flowing hair and a pure-looking appearance, wearing a white miniskirt, whispered to her companion.

"Didn't you hear what General Manager Lin introduced him to be? Fang Qingye, the owner of Tuofang Technology Company!"

"Is he famous? We know plenty of rich kids in the investment world, how come we've never heard of him?"

"You've never heard of Fang Qingye? Zhang Juan, what kind of rich young master do you know?" Another woman, dressed in a low-cut dress, pursed her lips and continued:

"Didn't you see how respectful even an arrogant person like Lin Guangmao was to him? It's said that he entered the futures trading industry in less than three years, never lost a single time, and accumulated a fortune of over a billion yuan!"

"Wow?! Really!" Zhang Juan's eyes immediately lit up: "Hey, is he married? Does he have a girlfriend?"

"I don't know about that, Zhang Juan, do you have any ideas?" the girl in the long dress asked.

"It's normal to have ideas, right? Tell me, what are we here for?!" Zhang Juan said matter-of-factly, "Isn't this the kind of handsome and rich man we're looking for?!"

After Zhang Juan finished speaking, she deliberately puffed out her chest, making her cleavage even more prominent.

After saying that, she picked up her wine glass, took a small sip, and walked gracefully toward Fang Qingye.

"Slut! So what if you have a little meat on your bones?! As if everyone else doesn't." The low-cut girl muttered under her breath.

Her companion glanced at the other woman's flat chest and chuckled to herself.

After greeting the group of people in the industry, Fang Qingye took a breather and prepared to greet Shi Guangrong. However, seeing him continuing to chat with the girl, she thought for a moment and decided not to go over.

Just then, a girl wearing a white miniskirt and with long, flowing hair walked towards her with a smile.

She's quite good-looking.
She looks a bit like the "Milk Tea Sister".

"Hello, Mr. Fang." The girl's voice was soft and charming, with a hint of Wu dialect.

"Hello," Fang Qingye replied politely.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Zhang Juan, a senior student at the School of Finance and Economics of Shanghai Normal University."

"Hello, the finance and economics program at Shanghai Normal University is also very famous," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"I guess so, but we've learned more theoretical knowledge. When it comes to actual investment experience, we can't compare to experts like you and Mr. Lin," Zhang Juan said with a faint smile and a hint of reserve.

"I once read John Murphy's 'Technical Analysis of the Futures Markets,' a book by the famous American market technical analysis master. In the preface, he said:"

"Because technical analysis is highly experiential and subjective, it is actually an art. To master it, simply learning step by step is far from enough; you must have real market experience. Mr. Fang, what do you think?"

“That makes a lot of sense.” Fang Qingye nodded. “To be honest, I haven’t read this book. Miss Zhang, you are truly well-read.”

Zhang Juan felt a surge of pride.

She was certainly not from Shanghai Normal University; she was just a graduate of a vocational high school, majoring in accounting.

To strike up a conversation with this kind of person, you naturally have to start with their interests and expertise, so she diligently studied several books on the subject and gained some knowledge about investment.

How can you catch a rich guy without putting in some hard work?
Of course, the faint smile on her face made her even more charming.

Just as she was delving deeper into the topic, she suddenly heard Fang Qingye ask a question.

What is the sum of sin² and cos²?

(End of this chapter)