Ouyang Nana and Feng Quan walked into Song Ziwen's office one after another. Song Ziwen, who knew the relationship between them, just glanced up at them, and then leaned on the table to work seriously.

Nangong Yulin, who had always expressed her fear, had a very colorful expression. She clearly heard Sister Nana call Brother Feng’s husband. Nangong Yulin’s heart fell into the cold cellar of winter. Brother Feng and Sister Nana have been out for so long, and I don’t know how many inappropriate actions that are not suitable for adults and children. Nangong Yulin looked at them suspiciously and forgot to pour water for them.

Looking at Nangong Yulin's dazed eyes and suspicious expressions in Nangong Yulin's face, Ouyang Nana said she was a little strange and a little guilty, and reminded her again, "Sister Linlin, what are you asking about? Is there any hot water in your thermos bottle?"

A word woke up from the dreamer. Nangong Yulin quickly came to her senses. Yiyi was reluctant to take her gentle gaze away from the face of her dream lover Feng Quan, lowered her head, picked up the thermos of her pink coat from under her feet, and shook it gently.

"Oh, Sister Nana, there is no water in my thermos. Brother Feng and Minister Song must have to drink water. Let's go out and pick up another pot."

The thermos under her table was empty, and so was the sister Linlin. Ouyang Nana, who had been shrouded in happiness for a long time, replied with a smile: "Okay, let's go! Minister Song, Brother Feng, let's go out to pick up the water, you can talk about the serious matter first! Brother Feng, you should sit in my seat first. There is a small cotton mat under my seat, which is very soft and warm, hehe."

As soon as Ouyang Nana finished speaking, her charming eyes, as gentle as water, looked at Feng Quan meaningfully. This scene happened to be seen by the carefree Nangong Yulin. Out of the unique delicate feelings of girls, Nangong Yulin finally confirmed that the two men and women who had been outside for so long just had not been just a simple conversation as Minister Song said, and maybe she would have decided to be private for life.

"Minister Song, Brother Feng, you guys are busy first. Sister Nana and I will pick you up water. Don't wait too much, we'll be here soon! Sister Nana, leave!"

Holding the same pink outer packaging thermos, Nangong Yulin, who was anxious, passed by Feng Quan, was very dishonest and deliberately hit Feng Quan with her round shoulders, lowered her head and smiled, and then drank Ouyang Nana and went out.

You are so honest, are you really no longer attached to my two secretaries? Where have you been? Song Ziwen turned his head and saw Nangong Yulin's intentional impact on Feng Quan. While expressing his envy, jealousy and hatred for Feng Quan, Song Ziwen also admires Nangong Yulin who dares to love and hate.

Hehe, doesn’t my sister Soong Mei-ling often likes to match good things between young men and women? What’s the point of doing it once?

As for her sister Soong Mei-ling's active purpose of cooperating with her husband Chiang Kai-shek's subordinates, Soong Ziwen, as her brother, knew her purpose too well. Didn't she just want Chiang Kai-shek's subordinates to follow him even more devotedly?

As a man who is about to be forty years old, Song Ziwen has not been unwilling to introduce his partner to his beauties. In fact, the threshold of Song Ziwen's family has been almost broken by the veterans of the Kuomintang, various dignitaries, and various merchants and wealthy people.

The purpose of these people to his house is very obvious, mainly for the beautiful and talented Ouyang Nana and Nangong Yulin. Indeed, these two girls are so outstanding. As two golden flowers in the courtyard of the Nanjing National Government, Song Ziwen also clearly knows their nicknames. The quiet Ouyang Nana is called Shenma "Ice Beauty", and the careless Nangong Yulin is called Shenma "Fire Rose".

Not only that, those young masters who still declared their pursuit failed after various efforts begged their parents to come forward, begging them to come forward to find the direct leader of the dream lover Ouyang Nana and Nangong Yulin, Song Ziwen, to see if there is any hope.

Regarding the pitiful request from his son, veterans who have been in the military, official and business circles in China for most of their lives have taken action, with thick faces and rushing to the home of Song Ziwen of the Ministry of Finance, hoping to fulfill his son's wishes.

The so-called veterans take action, one to drive two out of each other, which is not applicable to such things. As a human being, Song Ziwen quickly heard from their voices that Xiaojiujiu. She also wanted to have a good relationship with these veterans and patted her chest and promised that she would definitely be able to get it right.

However, middle-aged and young people still have something called the generation gap. Song Ziwen's idea was to just give his secretaries Ouyang Nana and Nangong Yulin a suggestive mention, and the two very smart girls would not agree immediately after they heard it clearly.

The result was very bad. The two beautiful girls first said they were all pretending to be deaf and dumb, but then they really couldn't continue to pretend, and they were all tempted. They also said that Shenma was still young and work was important, so they didn't consider getting married or something, and rejected Song Ziwen's kindness in one go.

A few days later, the confident veterans came to Song Ziwen's home again. Faced with the questioning of the veterans, Song Ziwen skillfully played various Tai Chi, and finally patted his thighs to express his regret for the previous guarantee. He couldn't hold on to his two girls, and the veterans did not dare to make things difficult for the uncle and left in awkwardly. There were too many similar things, and all the big guys who heard the news no longer came to make things difficult for Song Ziwen, and Song Ziwen's home was much more peaceful.

Now, the opportunity has come. In order to thank Feng Quan for his help, to relieve Ouyang Nana and Nangong Yulin's thoughts, and to avoid the various entanglements of veterans, Song Ziwen has the idea of ​​becoming a beauty in his heart.

Hehe, maybe the rich man in front of you, the mysterious Feng Quan, can run this "Jiuzhou Bank" smoothly. Damn it! How much money do you Feng Quan have? It's so incredible!

"Xiao Feng, I heard that Zhongzheng said you want to run a bank, right?"

Ouyang Nana and Nangong Yulin went out. Feng Quan was about to raise this topic, but unexpectedly he was still half a beat slower. Feng Quan smiled and said, "Yes, I came to the Ministry of Finance to find you this time, just for this, but I don't have the experience of the gods. What are the procedures?"

Thinking of the disgusting faces of some domestic certificate-applied personnel in China before traveling through time, Feng Quan murmured in his heart that there would be no such thing as difficult to enter, ugly face, and difficult to handle. If this is the case, my brother would not handle this Jiuzhou Bank.

Due to various reasons, many civil servants in China cannot adjust their mentality and always think they are superior. When faced with the common people coming to handle various procedures, they are so vulgar that they are all kinds of obstacles and will not be willing to handle them after they have to take all kinds of food and get the card.

As these things have too many bad influences on the country, the harmony of the relationship between officials and the people is not satisfactory, and some foreign hostile forces with impure purposes have also taken advantage of this to attack China. Although various bigwigs have carried out many decisive governance, they still cannot be completely eradicated. Fortunately, there are fewer and fewer things in Jiang Zi.

In fact, Feng Quan's worries are completely redundant. Who is Feng Quan? Although there are still many people who don't know the truth and do not know Feng Quan's existence, in the hearts of well-informed officials of the State Government, Feng Quan's reputation is like a thunderous initiation. The relationship between Feng Quan and Duke Chiang, He Yingqin, and the rising star Chen Cheng, has been in full swing. More importantly, he can also freely enter and exit the heavily guarded Duke Chiang's official residence - Qilu.

Song Ziwen looked at Feng Quan with some confusion and hurriedly explained, "Where do you need to do the Shenma procedures? As long as you submit the corresponding registration deposit to the Ministry of Finance, there will be no less than 30% of the deposit reserve in the bank to prevent a large number of loans from being run. You can handle the other things according to the various regulations of the banking industry designated by the State Government, and there is no trouble."

When Feng Quan heard this, he felt relieved, smiled and said, "Then I feel relieved, Minister Song, is this registered capital in gold or a check?"

The conversation came to the main point, and Song Ziwen's turtle spirit was even more obvious. He was shocked and said firmly: "According to regulations, the minimum registered capital limit of national commercial banks is 0 million oceans, the minimum registered capital limit of urban commercial banks is 3 million oceans, and the minimum registered capital of Agricultural and Industrial Bank in the county is 100,000 oceans. The registered capital is paid-up capital, so you can't be careless.

The registered capital of a wholly-owned bank and a joint venture bank is a free exchange currency equivalent to 5 million oceans. The registered capital of a wholly-owned financial company, a joint venture financial company, and a bank is a free exchange currency equivalent to 10 million oceans. Foreign bank branches shall provide the working capital of a free exchange currency equivalent to 10 million oceans.

Tell me, how much do you plan to invest in? Are you going to start a national or local bank?"

Damn it! What's the requirement for swelling? A million oceans are just a floating cloud to me.

"Haha, I plan to have a national total with a registered capital of 50 million."

"Shenma? What about 50 million oceans?"

Feng Quan's boldness and grandeur deeply shocked Song Ziwen, who had been nervous and had only recovered in recent years. As the Minister of Finance of the Nanjing National Government, Song Ziwen remembered the embarrassment of becoming the president of the Central Bank in 1930. At that time, although he tried all his strength to sort out the various complex and disordered financial orders in China.

Since ancient times, whether it is a dignitary, a wealthy businessman, or a commoner, he has understood that only when he has money can he be calm in his heart. I, who has no money, have overcome all obstacles and encountered various difficulties and obstacles in the troubled times. I was so difficult and sad at that time!
Chapter completed!