With Jiang Cheng's approval, Xu Lei personally set about customizing the black gold centurion card for him.
Moments later, Xu Lei returned with a curvaceous woman in a bank uniform; each of them cradled several laptop-like devices.
Once inside, Xu Lei immediately introduced her: "Zhu Yan, this is Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wang."
Zhu Yan stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Good afternoon, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang."
Jiang Cheng lifted his gaze at the sweet, crisp voice.
The woman before him had classically sculpted features; beneath delicately arched willow-leaf brows, her bright peach-blossom eyes gleamed with charm.
An oval face curved in perfect lines, bearing an approachable, gentle smile.
Her skin was smooth and fair, touched by only the lightest makeup.
What truly drew the eye was her lithe, well-proportioned figure beneath the CMB uniform.
The snug tailoring accentuated every curve, exuding a smoldering allure.
Yet the gold-rimmed spectacles perched on her nose lent her an air of poised elegance.
Taking in her appearance, Jiang Cheng felt his heart stir—he seemed to be falling in love again.
Damn it—why were there so many gorgeous women in this city?
Wherever he went, another beauty appeared.
He began to wonder if this was some hidden function of the system.
To let him exploit connections everywhere, the system was certainly putting in overtime.
Xu Lei caught the way Jiang Cheng and Wang Congcong stared at Zhu Yan; a satisfied, shrewd glint flashed in his eyes.
He hurriedly said, "Mr. Jiang, this is Zhu Yan, one of CMB's finest—and my niece. From today she will be your dedicated private assistant. For any need, any service, just ask her. With her at your side I can rest easy."
Jiang Cheng understood at once—wasn't this the legendary honey-trap to keep VIP clients loyal?"},{"id":20,"text":"Wang Congcong, feeling sour, chimed in, "Old Xu, when I opened my account why didn't I get such a stunning assistant?""},{"id":21,"text":"Jiang Cheng glanced at him in surprise, patted his shoulder, and chuckled, "Could it be you were assigned a male one?""},{"id":22,"text":"Wang Congcong shook his head ruefully. "Not quite, just rather plain. Guess I'm not worthy.""},{"id":23,"text":"Xu Lei, embarrassed, said, "Mr. Wang, please—don't make me feel worse. When you opened your card it wasn't handled by me."
"At your level, of course you deserve a personal assistant. If you're unhappy, I'll arrange another one right away."
Though Wang Congcong's deposit wasn't as large as Jiang Cheng's, his status as the son of the richest man was a gilded credential.
Besides, Xu Lei had heard that Richest Man Wang had transferred another three hundred million into Congcong's account that very morning.
Even if his balance fell short of Jiang Cheng's, Wang Congcong was still someone Xu Lei dared not offend.
Xu Lei silently cursed himself.
The staggering sum Jiang Cheng commanded had made him momentarily overlook Wang Congcong.
Of course Wang Congcong wasn't truly upset—after all, the man beside him was Jiang Cheng.
His earlier remark had simply been to elevate Jiang Cheng and liven the mood.
He was eager to befriend Jiang Cheng; jealousy was the last thing on his mind.
With a grin he quipped, "Forget it. Thirty years east, thirty years west—once I earn big with you, Manager Xu will see my power… hmph."
Xu Lei laughed helplessly. "Mr. Wang, you jest. In a moment I'll personally select an assistant every bit as capable as Zhu Yan for you."
After this harmless episode, Xu Lei focused on processing Jiang Cheng's new card.
Being rich was truly bliss.
Just to open this special card, Xu Lei had mobilized five or six of his branch staff.
They bustled back and forth, pulling files, explaining details, then asking Jiang Cheng to sign and press his fingerprint—every step meticulous.
Throughout it all, Jiang Cheng and Wang Congcong never left the VIP lounge sofa.
Zhu Yan stood beside Jiang Cheng the entire time, conscientiously bent at the waist, softly guiding him through each signature.
As she repeatedly straightened, leaned, and reached for documents, her silhouette swayed before his eyes.
Jiang Cheng silently groaned: Stop waving in front of me.
All that jiggling was making him dizzy.
The constant motion finally left him light-headed.
He gave in and said, "Let's sit while we finish."
Zhu Yan glanced at him gratefully; his gentle tone surprised her.
Her back had begun to ache from all that bowing.
Yet given Jiang Cheng's status, she dared not slacken for an instant.
Earlier, Xu Lei had given her a lengthy pep talk.
An eighteen-year-old with such wealth was no ordinary man.
Zhu Yan summoned every ounce of focus, terrified of the slightest slip.
One misstep could offend him and cost her this coveted job.
Frankly, her position had always relied on connections.
She had ability, but her uncle Xu Lei's backing mattered more.
Carefully she perched on the small sofa beside Jiang Cheng and studied the documents.
She had worked at CMB for over a year.
Her administrative rank was only level seven—even with her uncle's help.
Without that connection, an ordinary clerk would need years to reach the same tier.
Though she had backing, she knew that before a client like Jiang Cheng she must be flawless.
Any error, and even Xu Lei couldn't protect her.
This was her first time serving Jiang Cheng.
She had to leave him with a perfect impression.
Already her assignment had stirred envy among her female colleagues.
If she bungled and was replaced, she'd simply hand the chance to a rival.