Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

The car stopped in front of the hotel, and everyone got out one after another.

Zhao Yanxi pulled Wenjing into the hotel, Hua Qing followed behind, and Bai Ma was the last to get out of the car. She looked back at Ding Heng, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Go."

Ding Heng waved to her.

Baima said "Oh" and jogged to catch up with the girls.

Lisa drove the car to a small road behind the hotel, turned off the engine, unbuckled her seatbelt, and turned to face Ding Heng and Lin Man in the back seat.

"Shall we talk in the car, or find a more formal place?"

Lisa crossed her arms and spoke casually.

Lin Man asked, "Lisa, how are you doing at your current company?"

"It's alright, how so?"

Have you ever considered collaborating?

Lisa blinked but didn't say anything.

Lin Man continued, "You know that the boss has opened an investment company in Hong Kong. The business is just starting out and needs some overseas resources. You've been in Switzerland for so many years, and you're more familiar with our client resources and banking channels than we are, so I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in cooperating."

Lisa was silent for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.

"Xiaoman, you came all the way to Switzerland just for this?"

"if not?"

"I thought you just wanted to hang out with me."

Lisa shook her head, her tone helpless: "I finally got two days off, can you please stop bringing up work for everything?"

Lin Man didn't respond, waiting for her to continue.

Lisa, however, began to change the subject.

“Let me tell you, everything is expensive in Zurich. Rent is expensive, food is expensive, transportation is expensive, and even breathing is taxed. After paying the mortgage, insurance, and daily expenses, I don’t have much money left from my monthly salary.”

She got more and more excited as she talked.

"And the people here, how should I put it... they're not unfriendly, they're just too distant. You can work with them for three years and they'll still treat you politely, without even asking where you live. If you want to ask someone out for dinner on the weekend, you have to ask a week in advance, and they still might not be available."

Lin Man listened quietly without interrupting.

Lisa continued, "And the food is even worse. There are only a few traditional Swiss dishes: cheese fondue, roasted pork knuckle, potato pancakes... You get tired of them after a couple of days. Every time I go back to China, the first thing I do is find a roadside stall and have some skewers. That's what real food is."

She suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.

"By the way, I heard you guys say there's a chef in the team?"

"Yes, Wenjing, you cook very well."

"Can I mooch a meal?"

Lisa clasped her hands together and said longingly, "I haven't had a proper Chinese meal in so long, I'm craving it so badly."

Lin Man was both amused and exasperated: "Can't you be serious for once?"

She could tell that Lisa didn't think her and Ding Heng's so-called investment company was reliable at all, so she kept changing the subject to avoid an awkward situation between them.

They work in finance; friends can remain friends as long as they don't talk about money, but once money is mentioned... then there's no room for sentimentality.

"I'm very serious!"

Lisa looked completely innocent: "Eating is not proper? What's proper?"

Ding Heng sat in the back seat and didn't say a word the whole time.

Lin Man took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm.

"Lisa, I'm serious."

"I'm serious."

Lisa sighed.

Unable to get rid of Lin Man, she simply asked Ding Heng directly, "Mr. Ding, did you send Xiao Man to find me?"

"That's it."

Ding Heng did not deny it.

Lin Man had spoken with him beforehand, and he had agreed.

Lisa clicked her tongue twice: "Xiaoman, are you out of your mind because of love?"

Lin Man frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You believe everything a man says? And you're even trying to take advantage of me?"

Lisa said flippantly, "You've been in school too long and haven't entered the workforce. You don't know how hard it is to make money these days. The Hong Kong financial sector is in a mess right now. So many investment companies are going bankrupt or laying off employees. Where would a student like him get his connections?"

From Lisa's perspective, Lin Man was most likely tricked by Ding Heng into setting her sights on her.

Lin Man didn't say anything, but looked down and took out her phone from her bag. She swiped a few times and handed the screen to Lisa.

"See for yourself."

Lisa took it and glanced at it.

It is a financial statement.

Hengbai Capital's returns, asset size, client composition, and other data since its inception are all clearly and transparently presented.

Lisa's gaze shifted from doubt to surprise, and from surprise to disbelief.

She looked up at Ding Heng: "Really? You... Buffett?"

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Just lucky."

Lisa handed the phone back to Lin Man, leaned back in her chair, and began to think seriously.

If this data is true, it not only demonstrates Ding Heng's abilities but also suggests that he likely has powerful connections behind him.

In today's market, no matter how skilled you are, you can't outmaneuver someone who draws candlestick charts by hand; information is always the most important thing.

Thinking about it more carefully, Lin Man really doesn't seem like someone who's blinded by love...

Moreover, the expenses for their trip to Switzerland are considerable, and Lin Man alone cannot afford them.

This indicates that Ding Heng has some capital...

After careful consideration, Lisa switched into work mode: "How would you like to collaborate?"

Lin Man began, “You work in private banking in Switzerland, so you should have quite a few high-net-worth clients. These clients have a need for asset allocation, but recently, investment channels in Europe have been limited, and the returns are generally not great.”

Lisa didn't speak, waiting for him to continue.

"I can provide investment channels and share the profits. You are responsible for connecting with clients and following all the proper procedures."

Lin Man said calmly, "We can discuss the specific ratio later."

Lisa thought for a moment: "I need to report to the company."

"can."

"In addition, I need to see more detailed investment strategies and risk control models."

"no problem."

Lisa nodded and then looked at Lin Man.

"Xiaoman, is this the main reason you came to Switzerland this time?"

"Not entirely."

Lin Man said casually, "I'll accompany the boss on a trip while I'm at it."

The word "accompany" alone is enough to explain the problem.

Lisa clicked her tongue twice again, then pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The car fell silent.

Lin Man turned her head: "Boss, am I being a bit presumptuous?"

"No."

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, his tone flat: "You did a good job."

For Ding Heng, the involvement of Lisa's funds was actually an uncontrollable risk.

But... it's rare to see Lin Man with such good intentions.

Lin Man pursed her lips and remained silent.

Ding Heng continued, "Actually, you don't need to prove anything. You've already done enough."

Lin Man smiled and said in a charming tone, "I just think that the bigger the boss's company gets, the higher my salary will be."

Ding Heng looked at her but didn't expose her.

Lin Man had indeed put a lot of thought into this trip to Switzerland.

From itinerary planning to hotel booking, from tour guides to business negotiations, everything was arranged perfectly.

She didn't just want to be his "secretary".

So she specifically invited Lisa here today, wanting to try and prove to him that she can do more.

She did not only use her looks to please men.

And truly tie yourself to his ship, not only by giving your body, but also by proving your abilities.

"Lin Man".

"Ok?"

"If Lisa Zhenla invests, what reward would you like?"

Lin Man blinked, her smile alluring.

"Boss, why are you always thinking about rewards when you're working for the boss?"

Ding Heng didn't say anything, but reached out and gently rubbed her head.