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

Chapter 452, 451: "Probably...probably half a bottle?"

"Chairman Fang, this is quite a surprise attack!" Luo Yan joked with Fang Qingye over the phone.

"I came to Jinghai on other business and just happened to be there to take a look," Fang Qingye replied. "It seems sales are going quite well."

"To be honest, just two months ago, Mr. Liu and I were worried about the sales of these two properties in Jinghai. But unexpectedly, the situation changed drastically in May. In early June, the government started to lower the reserve requirement ratio and interest rates, and began to relax real estate policy controls. Now, the real estate market is experiencing both volume and price increases. Chairman Fang, you really have a higher perspective and a longer-term vision." Luo Yan's tone was full of admiration.

"Hehe, no need for praise among our own people," Fang Qingye said modestly, then added, "Since now is a good time, let's seize this opportunity and use all means to quickly recover our funds."

"In addition, the finishing work on the second phase of Lakeside Residence and the construction of these two projects in Jinghai must be expedited, and the quality must be guaranteed!"

"Don't worry, Engineer Zhang has been living in Jinghai these days, going to the construction site every day to supervise and resolve any problems that arise. He will definitely be able to complete the project on schedule!"

"Ah That's good."

Fang Qingye had relatively good confidence in the management team of Huacheng Company, led by Luo Yan.

After spending some time at Jinmao Mansion, Fang Qingye took a car to the sales office of Jiangnanli, Wushan Scenic Area, to inquire about the sales situation, and then left by car.

"Yue Kai, go to the Asia-Pacific Building on Gongnong Road and check on the construction progress of the Pingdong branch," Fang Qingye said.

Half an hour later, Fang Qingye arrived at the Asia-Pacific Building. This time, he did not launch a surprise attack but had Hu Lingling call Zhang Rong in advance.

When they arrived, Zhang Rong was already there with several employees to greet them at the door. Seeing the Mercedes stop, Zhang Rong quickly went over to help open the back door.

Fang Qingye emerged from inside, and several employees rushed over to greet her.

"You all go about your business, Director Zhang can show me around," Fang Qingye said kindly to the employees.

Just last week, the headquarters of Jinghai Bank officially issued an official document appointing Zhang Rong as the president of the Pingdong branch.

It's not officially open yet, but staff are already busy at the service center.

"How's the system debugging going?" Fang Qingye asked as they walked.

"Hardware system testing, monitoring equipment verification, statistical system integration, and business scenario verification have all been completed. The fire protection system has also passed inspection. The next step is to apply to the Municipal Banking Regulatory Bureau for opening. Our documents were submitted yesterday," Zhang Rong replied as he walked.

"Has the data been submitted?" Fang Qingye asked again.

"Yes, it has been submitted. After review, it will be submitted to the Provincial Banking Regulatory Bureau for approval. The sooner they approve it, the sooner we can start operating."

"Oh"

Fang Qingye glanced at her watch; it was almost noon.

"President Fang, I've already arranged lunch." Zhang Rong immediately understood when he saw his actions: "It'll be at Rongyuan Huiguan. Try their recruitment dish, Old Chicken and Fish Maw Soup."

Fang Qingye didn't stand on ceremony. It was already lunchtime, but that wasn't what he was thinking about right now.

"Zhang Rong, find a more upscale restaurant tonight. I'd like to have dinner with some leaders from the Municipal Banking Regulatory Bureau," he suddenly said.

"You want to invite the leaders of the Municipal Banking Regulatory Bureau?" Zhang Rong asked, somewhat surprised.

"Didn't you say you wanted to get the approval as soon as possible so you could start operating?" Fang Qingye asked with a smile.

“Well… let me think, it’s not really appropriate for us to go to Rongyuan Huiguan at noon,” Zhang Rong said, just as he was pondering. Hu Lingling, who was standing next to him, said this.

"You can go to Yunshang Bieyuan in Zhongnan Century City. The environment there is nice and the dishes are of a high standard."

"You've been there? Don't tell me I haven't," Zhang Rong said with a smile.

"Yeah, I went there with a close friend."

"Fang Xing, what do you think?" Zhang Rong asked, looking at Fang Qingye.

"Let's go there." Fang Qingye said, taking out her phone and dialing a number.

He called Lei Ming at the municipal branch of the People's Bank of China. Fang Qingye wasn't actually familiar with the people at the municipal banking regulatory bureau. When he took over Jinghai Bank last time, he mainly dealt with people from the provincial banking regulatory bureau. Rather than rashly inviting them to dinner, he thought it would be better to discuss it with Lei Ming.

Lei Ming is his classmate at Shencai University. He and Xia He were in the same year. They had dinner together three years ago through Xia He's introduction, and that's how they got to know each other.

At the beginning of this year, Lei Ming was promoted to deputy governor of the People's Bank of China in the city. Fang Qingye called to congratulate him. If Lei Ming hadn't been so low-key and said on the phone that he didn't want to make a fuss about it, he would have been prepared to come to the city to celebrate in person.

The call connected quickly, and Fang Qingye said, "President Lei, hello."

"President Fang, you didn't even tell me you were going to become the president of Jinghai Bank. I came over to congratulate you," Lei Ming laughed on the other end of the phone.

"President Lei, we're in the same boat, aren't we? You weren't exactly low-key about your promotion either, were you?"

"Ha ha."

After exchanging a few jokes, the two got down to business: "I'm in Jinghai now. Our bank's Pingdong branch is under construction, and I came to check on the progress."

"How are the preparations going?"

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the Municipal Banking Regulatory Bureau's approval. We've also submitted our materials," Fang Qingye replied truthfully.

On the other end of the phone, Lei Ming seemed to realize something. "Oh, bro, you're calling me now because you want the approval done sooner?"

"I do have that idea." Fang Qingye didn't hide anything: "But I don't know any leaders at the Municipal Banking Regulatory Bureau, so I was thinking of asking you to introduce us so we can have dinner together tonight and get to know each other better."

"I see. I'm not very familiar with their top executive, President Zhang, but I'm quite familiar with Vice President Qu Xinghan, who is in charge of approvals. We've worked together on business and sometimes even met in meetings. How about we make an appointment with him?"

“Okay! We’ll meet at Yunshang Bieyuan in Zhongnan Century City. I’ll send you the room number to your phone. The time is 6:30. Do you need me to pick you up?” Fang Qingye asked.

"No need for that trouble, I can take a taxi myself."

"OK, it's settled then."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingye briefly recounted the conversation to Zhang Rong, then said, "I'll have to rely on you for drinking tonight. You know I can't hold my liquor."

"Don't worry, I'll risk my life to accompany you!" Zhang Rong immediately assured him.

"But we should take it easy!" Fang Qingye suddenly remembered that she had drunk so much in northwestern Shandong that she had a stomach hemorrhage, and she felt a little scared.

Actually, Zhang Rong's alcohol tolerance isn't that great.

Damn it, risking your life isn't a good thing either.

Should we find a few people from Huacheng Company who can drink?
Fang Qingye knew that her classmate, Zhao Qiong, who was now the sales manager of the Jinmao Mansion real estate project, could drink a few glasses of alcohol.

Just as he was about to call Zhao Qiong, he suddenly noticed his secretary standing to the side and asked on a whim, "Hu Lingling, how was your drinking?"

"I can drink a little," the girl said.

"How much is this?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Probably...maybe he can drink about half a bottle?"

"Liquor?!"

"Ah."

I rely on
I've finally realized the value of this secretary!

"Then you'd better perform well tonight!" Fang Qingye immediately gave the order.

"But no drinking at noon today."

(End of this chapter)