law of receptivity

In the early summer, there was more rain in the capital.As the temperature rises as June approaches, the heat and humidity during the day will inevitably make the body feel sticky.

I don't know if it's unlucky that this thing is contagious, Yan Ge got a bad cold when he came back from visiting Cao's house, and took medicine for three days but it didn't help.He himself likes to be clean, and when the weather is hot, he can't wait to run to the bathroom like eating three meals a day. It is even more difficult to cure the disease of always seeing water.

His mother knew that her son was a flimsy embroidered pillow who never took care of himself.So he drove him back to the old house in the middle of the night to take care of him, and strictly prohibited him from having any foreign affairs activities until the fever subsided.

When Yan Ge rolled on the bed with a thermometer in his mouth, he thought, he must have mercilessly laughed at Cao Yu that day and passed through the prison, and now he has been punished by the world.

So this person, he who commits his own crimes cannot live...

As soon as Liang Ziqian heard that Yan Ge was ill, he wanted to go to his mother to see him, but Yan Ge pushed him back.

Yan Ge said that although his mother didn't care much about him, he still didn't dare to do such a thing as bringing a man into the old house, and he was so sick that Liang Ziqian might not be able to say a few words when he came.

Liang Ziqian didn't see the person because he was worried, and when he arrived, he sent Kat to buy a trunk of supplements, medicinal food and anti-cold medicine, plus a fine jadeite necklace, and sent them to the old house of Yan's family.

What he means is that it is not surprising that there are many polite people, and it is always right to bribe his mother-in-law in advance.

Standing in the hallway of his home, Yan Ge looked at the bright green nothing happened card, smiled lightly and didn't say anything, he just said that it was Bailai's baby who gladly took it for his mother to wear it to ward off evil spirits.

He had a fever and a cough, and he was lethargic every day.After dinner that day, his mother urged him to drink the medicine and hurry up to lie down.

Yan Ge carefully held the big bowl of dark liquid and walked upstairs one step at a time. Looking from a distance, he had a sense of sight of a strong man going to the execution ground...

"Drink all the medicine, don't let it stay!" His mother sat in the living room with sunflower seeds, and issued an order similar to that of a supervisor.

"Hey... I obey..." Yan Ge responded with a hoarse voice, he kicked open the door and entered the bedroom with a medicine bowl in his hand, with a look of pills on his face.

God knows what the hell put in this medicine, the taste is disgusting, disgusting!

For this reason, he impassionedly asked his mother, did he change his name before?Was her boudoir name Jin Lian'er...

"I'll go..." Yan Ge closed his eyes tightly, his face and facial features were twisted together, he swallowed half a bowl of black soup and then couldn't drink any more...

----Ding.

Just when Yan Zhuangshi was about to hold his breath again to smash the bowl of soup that killed Wu Dalang, his mobile phone on the window sill rang.

The piccolo bell made Yan Ge suddenly feel rescued.He swallowed half of the medicine in his mouth with all his strength, put the medicine bowl on the table as if to vent his anger, and ran to the phone.

Others stood in front of the window sill and looked down at the phone, only to see Liang Ziqian's number suddenly displayed on the screen.

Liang Ziqian sent a message, asking him if he received the item?Are you feeling better today?He also said that he was still working overtime in the industry, and it was estimated that he would go home after twelve o'clock today.

Yan Ge reached out to pick up the phone, and skillfully followed the Jiugongge to reply him word by word.

Received, thank you, much better.Then you tell me after get off work.

A line of words was quickly typed, and Yan Ge pressed send without thinking.

Seeing that line of small words sent out with a green dialog box, Yan Ge suddenly recalled the bet he had with Liang Ziqian on the island.

It rained heavily that afternoon, and he sat on Liang Ziqian's wet body, leaning against him, pointing to his heart and saying...

...Well, by the way, what did he say?

Yan Ge's mind was empty, and he unexpectedly laughed.

He said reproachfully. "That's not okay, look at your memory...you can't forget the bet, right?"

He rubbed his thumb back and forth on the phone screen, on the picture of Liang Ziqian's incoming call.It was taken by Liang Ziqian secretly with his mobile phone when he was working at home. Liang Ziqian was wearing the cotton pajamas he bought, staring at the computer meticulously...

Yan Ge's face was filled with an indescribable smile, his gaze was obviously still on that photo, but his fingers moved down the screen resolutely and decided to delete it.

……Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

He won't be the one who suffers from it, and he won't be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

———Under the weak reflection of the moonlight, the window sill was sprinkled with a layer of dull light yellow.

In front of the lone window, Yan Pavilion is clear and independent, his eyes looking at the sky are extraordinarily calm.

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The venue of the much-anticipated Financial Innovation Conference was set at the Ritz Hotel in Xicheng District, which was only two streets away from the Morgan headquarters building.

Liang Ziqian, as the immediate boss of the title sponsor of the conference, can be said to have done his best.

He went to the venue twice during the stage of setting up the venue, and found out the guest seats for the entrance route, including the backstage.He also told Kat to arrange more people in the broadcast room backstage for emergencies.

Everything was ready, and Liang Ziqian felt a little more relaxed.He called Yan Ge on the way home.Yan Ge answered, his voice was still hoarse.He said that he still has a little cough but it's nothing serious, and he plans to move back to the city tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and he will tell him when he gets home.

Liang Ziqian worriedly told him a few words, telling him to take medicine on time and not to be afraid of suffering, and not to eat things that make his throat hurt like sugar water and desserts.

While listening, Yan Ge agreed as if he kept pecking at rice. His hoarse throat was panting out, and his throat was so dry and sore due to inflammation.But because Liang Ziqian refused to hang up the phone and kept saying one sentence after another, Yan Ge had no choice but to laugh and scold him and spend another hour talking on the phone with him.

**********

Early on Tuesday morning, there was already a lot of traffic in front of the main entrance of the Ritz Hotel on the west side of Financial Street.The traffic police set up warning signs on both sides of the road facing the hotel, and all vehicles without entry permits or social vehicles will detour.

The internal parking spaces that are usually not allowed to park in front of the gate have long been vacated, and now special vehicles from major banking institutions and foreign embassies are parked in an orderly manner.

Among them, Liang Ziqian's S600 with the license plate of the US embassy is impressively listed.

Morgan's participants had already entered the venue ahead of schedule with President Liang, and they were waiting in the multifunctional banquet hall on the fourth floor of the hotel.

Of course, Liang Ziqian would not show his face so early. He was taking Kat, Min Yu, and a vice president of the Shanghai branch, and the four of them were drinking tea in the lounge at the backstage of the banquet.

Liang Huhu talked and laughed freely as always, revealing what he needs you to do in his words, but he didn't say anything clearly, and he was very well-measured.

The branch manager is usually a smart-mouthed character, but at this time, under Liang Ziqian's nose, I'm afraid he has no choice but to obey...

"I'm going upstairs to change clothes, Deputy Li, you can do what you want." Liang Ziqian stood up abruptly with a slight smile, his peach blossom-shaped pupils were really scorching and coquettish.

Kat followed Liang Ziqian to the executive suite specially set up by the organizer of the conference, and only Min Yu and Vice President Li were left in the lounge.

Vice President Li knew that this Min Dong was related to their President Liang, so he wanted to hug Buddha's feet temporarily to find out what his immediate boss's intention was...

Unexpectedly, he faltered before he could speak, but Min Yu interrupted him with a lift of his fingertip.

Li Fuxing got up and sat on the sofa, held his breath, and looked at Min Yu for help with a confused face of unknown reason.

... A long time passed, and Vice President Li couldn't sit still in his seat nervously.Min Yu sat opposite him calmly like a normal person, drinking tea quietly.

"Min Dong..." Li Fuxing straightened his upper body a few more times, his sitting posture was already upright and could no longer be upright.

Min Yu smiled silently. "Don't worry about Vice Li, why don't you take a look at this first." He put the steaming celadon teacup back on the table, and picked up an unmarked information bag beside the table.

Min Yu opened the brown paper bag and took out a letter signed by Liang Ziqian.

He placed the letter squarely on the table and slowly pushed it in front of Vice President Li.

It was an executive director appointment letter.

**********

At ten o'clock in the morning, the door of the Boya Banquet Hall on the fourth floor of the Ritz was closed on time.

The elegant scenery and decorations in the venue are unique and appropriate, and I think the organizers have put their minds to it.

After all, the people present are all the top figures in the financial world, and they don't need gold-sprayed pilasters and rich decorations to show their status.

Kat was sitting in the row behind Liang Ziqian holding a LOEWE clutch bag. In her bag were Liang Ziqian's spare IPHONE and two Blackberry mobile phones.She looked no different from many of the secretaries in the field, except that other secretaries only had to bow their heads to serve their own bosses, while Kat's first task today was to keep an eye on other people's bosses.

After careful equipment testing by the organizer, the meeting officially started.

This time they hired a female anchor from Hong Kong TV station as the host of this financial conference.The female anchor came to the stage in a conservative dress to pay her respects, and read out a concise and clear opening speech in standard English and Mandarin.

At this moment, Kat's eyes lit up, she bowed her head to Liang Ziqian's side and said in a low voice.

"President, Xiao Qing has won."

**********

In the venue, Morgan was seated in the front row on the left, while Huiyin was in the front row on the right across a red carpet.

I saw Liang Ziqian nodded slightly calmly, his eyes were always focused on the stage, his expression was extremely calm.

After the host announced the participating organizations, the highlight of the conference kicked off.

The participating investment bank spokespersons came to the stage to introduce and explain the transactional asset management projects that the bank is open to high-quality customers.

"Before that, it is a great honor to announce to you that in the new year, the global financial industry investment fund and Huiyin Foundation under the British Huiyin Group have successfully obtained approval. Our foreign bank investment management team is new Add a leader!" The hostess held the microphone in both hands, and bowed in the direction of Huiyin's seat with a bright smile. "Welcome everyone from Huiyin Group."

A burst of warm applause erupted from the venue, and someone at the Huiyin banquet got up to thank the gift.But the person who stood up was obviously not Xiao Qingying who was standing still in a tailored suit...

Liang Ziqian sat in the most conspicuous position below the stage, he was indifferent to the scene just now.

"Thank you very much, distinguished guests!" The female anchor came to the side of the host platform and turned inside out to look at the minutes of the next meeting.

"Let's first invite the acting spokesperson of Morgan Bank!"

The guests in the audience applauded continuously.Amid another burst of prolonged applause, Vice President Li stepped onto the stage gracefully.

"Distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, hello. On behalf of PGMAN Group, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to you. Morgan Group this year..." Vice President Li briefly summarized the achievements of Morgan Asset Management in China in the previous year. Achievements and breakthroughs, and introduced in detail the basic information of all new bond and futures funds and other contract trading asset management businesses of JPMorgan in the next quarter.

"Next, please watch the promotional video of our investment products that will be launched in the latest season." Vice President Li bowed and left the stage after speaking, and then the big screen in the middle of the stage background gradually lit up.

While everyone in the audience was eagerly awaiting the release of the latest season of investment products of Morgan Bank, someone in the audience was surprised to find that what was previewing on the big screen at the moment was not a promotional video of an investment project... but a financial statement!

A top-secret financial report with a huge amount and related interests of several mysterious companies!

There were many professional auditors in the guest seats that day, and they could see the unusualness of the financial report at a glance.There are dozens of unidentified large sums of remittances on it, and some companies that only marked with secret codes participated in high-interest financing, which are probably all illegal gains!

The data manuscript on the screen was automatically rotated to the next one, and the long list of numbers recorded on the book was once again eye-popping.

Someone in the audience started whispering.

"Why are there some accounts, are they misplaced?"

"Look at the amount on it, this is not a general account..."

"What the hell is this? It's unbelievable!"

"Look over there...the faces of the officials from the Banking Regulatory Commission are all black."

The guests in the venue were in an uproar and gradually became a turmoil, and the surrounding voices were whispering one after another.Even the journalists from several media designated by the conference no longer dared to take pictures and videotape them.

They all realize that what is on stage now absolutely matters!

But the strange thing is that at this critical juncture, Liang Ziqian, the president of Morgan, was unmoved at all, as if this major mistake had no effect on him in the slightest.

After four or five pages of the shocking financial report were played on the big screen, a thunderous and famous name appeared in the signature column at the end of the financial report unexpectedly!

Most of the people in the audience are from major foreign-funded banks, and that name is like a thunderbolt to them!

 …MINK.XIAO.

...MINK.XIAO? !

———The owner of this illegal financial report is actually Xiao Qingying, who is known as Huiyin's founding talent!