"This is Bank Manager Xu."
Seeing Jiang Cheng introduce himself so formally, Huang Yuqi was somewhat surprised.
The title of volunteer teaching teacher was not a respected profession in their hutong alley.
After all, volunteer teaching teachers represented poverty.
This profession was even less respectable than the neighbor's aunt introducing her daughter or son as a financial manager, or even an office Female secretary.
But Xu Lei was not some aunt or uncle from the streets and alleys.
For the charity school project funds, their CMB meticulously checked every disbursement.
Naturally, he knew how much Jiang Cheng valued this charity project.
Coupled with Jiang Cheng's attitude, it was clear that he showed sufficient respect for volunteer teaching teachers like Huang Yuqi.
A glint flashed in Xu Lei's eyes, and he instantly understood the significance.
He immediately adjusted the strength of his handshake, neither overly enthusiastic to appear frivolous nor lacking in respect: "Teacher Huang, hello, I am Xu Lei from Shanghai Bank."
During the introduction, Xu Lei even deliberately omitted his Bank Manager title, showing rare humility: "I have always admired the dedication of educators."
Seeing this, Huang Yuqi immediately stood up and politely shook Xu Lei's hand: "Hello."
Jiang Cheng looked at Xu Lei's smiling face and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth.
He teased, "Old Xu, I think your bank's customer profiling system is even more powerful than the Ministry of State Security."
Xu Lei's mouth twitched subtly.
As a top player in the Lujiazui financial circle of the Magic City.
He should have been clinking glasses at a Waldorf Astoria reception at this moment.
Yet, here he was, standing beside this narrow hutong, forcing a smile.
But then he thought of the two hundred billion in deposits Jiang Cheng had received last night.
A sincere expression couldn't help but appear on his face.
Actually, he had arrived at the entrance of Jiang Cheng's Rear Sea area Courtyard House early, intending to pay a New Year's visit in person.
However, the security guard at the entrance said that Jiang Cheng had already left.
After waiting for several hours in the cold wind, Xu Lei couldn't resist using his connections at the Kyoto branch to track him down here.
With Jiang Cheng's current deposit balance.
Let alone Merchants Bank, if the other four major banks heard the news, they would all be scrambling for him as a client.
Xu Lei was afraid that if he expressed himself a little later, other Bank Managers would poach his client.
For a moment, Xu Lei couldn't tell if Jiang Cheng was genuinely angry or just teasing him.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said with a forced smile, "Chairman Jiang is joking, how could that be? Pure coincidence, pure coincidence..."
Although he was a little flustered inside...
Xu Lei's posture remained upright.
It showed respect for the client while maintaining the pride of a financial elite.
This wasn't him deliberately showing off or flaunting himself in front of Jiang Cheng.
Instead, Xu Lei knew very well that for a high-end client like Jiang Cheng, if he chose you.
The ability and image you displayed must also match his status.
Therefore, Xu Lei had to make sure his performance met the expectations of a high-end client like Jiang Cheng.
He absolutely could not be like ordinary bank employees who solicit customers on the roadside.
This subtle sense of balance is not something that can be mastered overnight.
Rather, it was something he learned through many years of experience.
Just as he was still thinking about how to better respond to Jiang Cheng, he suddenly heard Jiang Cheng interrupt his polite remarks.
He saw Jiang Cheng's finger gently tapping on the table, making a crisp sound.
"Alright," Jiang Cheng's voice was not loud, but it carried authority, "The money was only transferred in a dozen hours ago, and you've already tracked me down to this hutong. Are you worried I'll transfer the money away tomorrow?"
Xu Lei's heart sank when he heard this. He quickly waved his hand and explained, "No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, please don't misunderstand! How could that be..."
Jiang Cheng's gaze fell on the bowl of noodles in front of Huang Yuqi, noticing that more than half of it was still uneaten.
So, he turned to Xu Lei and casually asked, "Have you eaten?"
Despite Jiang Cheng sitting casually at a roadside noodle stall at this moment.
His expression was amiable and gentle.
But for some reason.
Xu Lei felt much more nervous meeting Jiang Cheng this time than he had when facing him before.
He stammered in reply, "N-not yet, hehehe."
"Can you eat this??"
Thinking of his three-thousand-dollar suit pants about to sit on this greasy seat.
Xu Lei's temple twitched.
But professional etiquette made him sit down without changing his expression, even taking the disposable chopsticks from the table.
To be honest, it had been many years since he had eaten at a street stall after becoming a Bank Manager.
Normally, he either ate at restaurants or waited for his secretary to feed him in the office.
When meeting important clients, various high-end private kitchens or restaurants were arranged.
Seeing Jiang Cheng ask this, Xu Lei immediately put on a facade of someone who often ate at roadside stalls.
He said expectantly, "I've long wanted to try authentic Old Beijing Zha Jiang Mian. I heard this shop has been open for a long time, and I've wanted to try it for ages."
Jiang Cheng didn't take Xu Lei's words seriously.
He just turned back and called out to Uncle Zhang, "Uncle, two more bowls of noodles."
"Coming right up."
Seeing Jiang Cheng raise his hand to signal him to sit, Xu Lei finally let out a sigh of relief.
He sat down with a smile: "Thank you, Chairman Jiang. I should be treating you to dinner. Are you free tonight? There's a special private kitchen here in Kyoto..."
"Alright," Jiang Cheng interrupted his pleasantries, turning to glance at Huang Yuqi, who was focused on mixing her noodles, "Just say what you need to say."
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Xu Lei no longer cared that Huang Yuqi was still there.
For a client like Jiang Cheng, it was already difficult to secure a meeting.
He immediately took out a titanium card case from the black briefcase he was carrying.
He handed it to Jiang Cheng and said, "Mr. Jiang, I'm truly sorry to disturb you. The head office has just issued an exclusive service plan. This is your emergency contact device, and your black gold card service has been upgraded. Considering the scale of your account funds, we have specially raised the security level."
Jiang Cheng casually took it.
He had the Danger Perception Skill, so theoretically, losing funds shouldn't happen. Jiang Cheng smiled and teased, "Is this new treatment? So was my money safe in your bank before?"
Xu Lei immediately smiled and said, "Of course it's safe, rest assured. Also, I've already applied to the head office for special approval of a deposit interest rate increase plan. The head office approved it immediately when they saw it was for your plan. Now your deposit interest rate is 125 basis points higher than the posted rate."
"Also, he seemed to hesitate, then lowered his voice slightly and said, "The Switzerland branch is ready to welcome you to inspect the vault at any time."
"Also, he seemed to hesitate, then lowered his voice slightly and said, "The Switzerland branch is ready to welcome you to inspect the vault at any time."
Huang Yuqi, who was beside them, heard their conversation and couldn't help but secretly click her tongue.
She became extremely curious about Jiang Cheng's deposit amount.
Just how much money would one need to have in deposits for someone to chase them down here so anxiously?
However, before he could finish speaking, Uncle Zhang had already walked over with two steaming bowls of noodles.
He quickly placed the noodles on the table, then hurried away.
Xu Lei continued, "What do you think of the proposal I presented?"