At this time, Zhang Kun, who was returning to his grandmother's yard, was taking out the key to open the door. He heard a slight sound of a car coming from the entrance of the village from afar. He turned around and saw that in the dark night, four faint lights drove out of the entrance of the village.

A smile appeared on Zhang Kun's face, and silently wished Zhao Yuan and his group a smooth journey in their hearts.

Zhang Kun was very happy tonight, very happy.

Although I was disturbed by someone in the middle of the night, I gave him money.

Five hundred million, and five hundred million a year.

With so much money, it’s okay to just disturb your sleep, or let Zhang Kun chat with them all night, not to mention that they didn’t come empty-handed, and the gifts were full of sincerity.

Zhang Kun smiled and looked down at the four gift bags on his hand.

I don’t smoke the cigarette myself, but I can take it to others.

If you drink, keep it for guests, or during festivals, it is also great for my mother and grandmother to drink, but I don’t know if my mother and grandmother are willing to give up.

Ginseng is of course my grandmother’s. It’s great to make ginseng tea and porridge, so it’s good to nourish my grandmother’s body.

The best one is of course the can of the big red robes of the mother tree.

This thing is a good thing in the country, with a very small annual output. Not to mention a handful of people who can get it every year, but it is definitely only a hundred.

At least Zhang Kun knew that Mr. Ye, who was already the governor, was not qualified yet, otherwise the old man would not let him help him to do it.

Unfortunately, my mother and grandmother don’t drink tea, so I would let my mother and grandmother try it, which is a tea that only some senior leaders can drink on weekdays.

Well, no, although my mother and grandma don’t drink tea, it doesn’t matter if they taste it. If they taste it, it’s at least considered drinking it.

I made a little bit of tea out for my mother and grandmother to taste, and I probably couldn't see anything.

Well, maybe you can leave some more for the guests at home. If there is a distinguished guest in the future, you will have some things to take advantage of.

There are so many tea leaves in a can, so taking out one-third of it. Well, one-fifth of it shouldn’t be anything. The old man probably can’t see it, and even if he sees it, he shouldn’t care.

After all, Zhang Kun gave all the half cans of tea last time, and this time he gave two-thirds or four-fifths of tea, which was more than last time, right?

That's right, just leave some.

Zhang Kun muttered silently in his heart, calculating how much tea leaves to leave.

While thinking, Zhang Kun opened the door and entered the house. However, just as Zhang Kun stepped into the door, Zhang Kun’s cell phone rang.

Zhang Kun took out his cell phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

Zhang Kun cut the answer button, but before Zhang Kun could speak, a rapid sound came from the other side.

"Hello, is it Mr. Zhang Kun and Mr. Zhang?"

"Well, hello, are you?" Zhang Kun replied.

"It's great, it's finally connected. Hello, Mr. Zhang, let me introduce myself. I am Feng Qiuliang, President of Nanhu Branch of China Construction Bank..."

I first introduced myself on the other end of the phone, and then briefly explained the purpose of the phone.

The general meaning is to know that Zhang Kun has a huge deposit in his hand. I want to ask Zhang Kun if he intends to deposit the deposit at their CCB, and then he gives a series of preferential conditions, benefits, and privileges.

Generally speaking, it is similar to what Zhao Yuan said before, but it sounds quite attractive anyway.

But…….

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly, and when he was sure that the other party was talking and breathing, Zhang Kun said, "Hello, President Feng, the conditions you said are very good and very attractive. However, you are late. I have promised President Zhao of the Agricultural Bank of China that the deposit will continue to be with the Agricultural Bank of China."

"I'm really embarrassed to be President Feng." Zhang Kun said a little apologetically.

"Governor Zhao of Agricultural Bank? President Zhao Yuan and Zhao?" Feng Qiuliang paused on the other end of the phone, and then asked with a little hesitation.

Zhang Kun nodded, there was nothing to hide: "Well, President Zhao just left. We talked for a while before, and the communication was pretty good, so I decided to keep the deposit at the Agricultural Bank of China."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Feng Qiuliang seemed a little anxious on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Zhang, we can talk about the conditions again. Our CCB is stronger than the Agricultural Bank of China in the investment field, which is well known to everyone in the whole country. If Mr. Zhang, you have any other requirements, we can discuss it again."

"Do you think this is OK? At about 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, our chief luggage president will go to Nanhu, and then we will arrive at Shaoxi at 11 o'clock. At that time, our chief president and I will visit Mr. Zhang's mansion in person. What do you think?"

"This..." Zhang Kun's heart suddenly rose when he heard Feng Qiuliang's words.

Visit at noon?

Then a small fleet of cars, four or five years old, and then the president of the China Construction Bank and the president of the Nanhu Branch came to the door together and talked about his 85 billion deposit?

Then, my mother looked stunned?

Then, how did he explain to his mother?

Then... Zhang Kun seemed to be able to imagine that his mother was holding a shoulder pole and beating herself into a move.

Zhang Kun shivered all over.

"As long as Mr. Zhang, you are willing to transfer your deposit to our CCB, you can just take the conditions, which will definitely be better than the Agricultural Bank of China." Feng Qiuliang kept saying on the phone.

"Mr. Zhang, I have been calling you since midnight, but your phone has not been in the service area. It is only now that we finally get through. Our CCB is also very sincere. Mr. Zhang, please give you a chance." Feng Qiuliang even said in a pleading tone.

But when he thought that he might be greeted by his mother's shoulder pole, Zhang Kun smiled bitterly and said, "President Feng, I really thank you for your attention in China Construction Bank. However, I have signed a contract with the Agricultural Bank of China, and I am afraid that I can't get the money for the time being."

"President Feng, do you think this is OK? Next time, we will cooperate again next time if we have the chance."

"Mr. Zhang, you don't have to worry about contracts or something. As long as you are willing, leave the contract issue to us CCB to solve, and we..."

However, before Feng Qiuliang finished speaking, Zhang Kun interrupted: "President Feng, this is not only a contract issue, but also a person's credibility. Since I have agreed to President Zhao this time, it is impossible for me to regret it. Please understand."

"So, we may not be able to cooperate this time, but after the contract expires, President Feng doesn't need to come to you in person. Then I will go to CCB to find you, and we will discuss the possibility of cooperation. What do you think?"

"This..." Feng Qiuliang hesitated for a long time, finally sighed, with a bitter voice: "Well, okay, Mr. Zhang, I'm disturbing, then we look forward to working together next time."

Zhang Kun has said this level, and Feng Qiuliang really doesn’t know what to say.

After all, Zhang Kun has brought out his personal credibility.

Could it be that Feng Qiuliang said, Mr. Zhang, personal credibility is nothing, it will be ruined if it is ruined, or is the money more real?

This is impossible to say.

"Okay, President Feng, let's talk next time." After saying that, after Feng Qiuliang responded, Zhang Kun hung up the phone, and Zhang Kun breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the phone rang out for only two seconds after the ringtone rang again.
Chapter completed!