Super Golden Eye

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Fang is such a young man, he is really a hero." Zhang Kaiqiang praised, and poured tea for Fang Yang himself.

In fact, it is no wonder that Zhang Kaiqiang, as a bank president, still does such a thing. It is because the local banking industry is in a downturn. Everyone deposits money in the four major banks. Nearly there are banks like Transportation, Shanghai Pudong Development and China Merchants. Don't consider Songjiang Bank at all.

Fang Yang smiled without saying a word, just watched Zhang Kaiqiang talk freely. The reason why he chose Songjiang Bank in the first place was in the final analysis to take advantage of it.

Songjiang Bank has the business of depositing and withdrawing money in other places without any handling fees. SMS reminders are also free throughout the year. Coupled with the lack of messy supporting facilities such as USB-shields, poor ghosts like Fang Yang find it particularly affordable.

He himself did not expect that in less than two months, his deposit would have changed from ten thousand to one hundred million.

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Fang for his support to Songjiang Bank. You put 50 million in our bank, which is the greatest trust in us. Second is the support for my work. Mr. Fang has something to do in the future, just make a phone call. I, Mr. Zhang, will do it in minutes." Zhang Kaiqiang patted his chest and assured Fang Yang.

He was originally a vice president, but he was promoted to president a month ago because of Fang Yang.

"Mr. Fang, your black card has been processed, and the balance in the card is now 104.7 million. The one I called you earlier was my mobile phone number. Do you have any banking matters, though Look for me. I am your personal banker now." Ji Qianyu got the card and walked out of the counter.

She stretched out her bank card in front of Fang Yang with both hands, with a respectful attitude.

Zhang Kaiqiang was drinking tea, and when he heard Ji Qianyu's words, a mouthful of water came out. He stood up from the sofa suddenly, and was shocked: "What, one hundred million? Isn't it only fifty million? When did it happen."

"Half an hour ago, Mr. Fang transferred another 50 million from the card." Ji Qianyu said, her little heart beating fast. At this moment, she did not dare to look up at Fang Yang.

"It's so cool, so cool, and 50 million dollars are credited in minutes. What the **** does this guy do. And so young, a typical diamond king. I just don't know if he has a girlfriend." Ji Qianyu secretly said in his heart, secretly raising his head to look at Fang Yang.

Fang Yang's appearance is not bad, tall, good figure, fair skin, especially deep eyes, as fascinating as a starry sky.

Women can tolerate men being ugly, but they cannot tolerate men being short. Fang Yang is tall and handsome, plus young and gold, he is simply the legendary Prince Charming.

"Thank you Miss Ji, don't worry, I will definitely have to trouble you." Fang Yang stood up and took the black card and put it in his wallet. He grinned and sat back on the sofa.

Zhang Kaiqiang can no longer express his feelings in two words of excitement, one hundred million, one hundred million. No one has ever deposited so much money in Jiangbei District of the huge Songjiang Bank.

"Did brother Fang have lunch? I just had a meeting now. Why don't you have a meal together. Xiaoyu, please accompany you." Zhang Kaiqiang's eyes lit up, and Fang Yang in his eyes is a client. He is clearly the God of Wealth. His way to promotion.

With this one billion in deposits, Zhang Kaiqiang believes that he will be promoted to the deputy district head of Songjiang Bank Jiangbei City in the near future. If Fang Yang deposits a few hundred million more, then he is likely to be the leader of the region. This is something that I never dared to think about in the past.

"It's another day, I'll have tea with a friend for half an hour. I'll invite you another day." Fang Yang smiled, he got up and patted Zhang Kaiqiang on the shoulder, took another look at Ji Qianyu, and turned away.

Zhang Kaiqiang and Ji Qianyu kept sending Fang Yang to the door, during which all the tellers and security guards looked out of their necks. They all heard about Fang Yang and wanted to see what kind of character it was.

Fang Yang walked to the other side of the road before getting on his Lexus 570, then passed the bank door and honked his horn, saying goodbye to Zhang Kaiqiang and Ji Qianyu.

Zhang Kaiqiang waved his hand and watched Fang Yang's 570 disappear into the traffic. Then he looked cold, looked around and said, "Xiaoyu, this is your opportunity. To keep Mr. Fang as a client well, I will apply to the organization in a few days and let you fill the vacancy of our director. Yes. Yes, tell the security to put a sign with this, except for Mr. Fang’s car, no one is allowed to stop!"

Ji Qianyu nodded eagerly, thanking Fang Yang 10,000 in his heart. She recalled Fang Yang's unrestrained energy in her mind, and her face blushed unconsciously.

Besides, Fang Yang, who came out of the bank, recalled Zhang Kaiqiang's compliment, and shook his head helplessly. He is now going to drive to the antique street outside the old road and go around the place where he Taobao last time.

Fang Yang parked the car and entered the Antique Street. It was past 3 o'clock, and the antique street closed at 4 o'clock, leaving the last hour.

But at this time, the people are the most time of the day, because the vendors will lower the price to deal with some goods, ending today's business with a good sign.

The buyer is thinking, at this time, if the price is cheap, you may be able to find better ones.

Everyone took what they needed, thinking about Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts. Fang Yang didn't have so many flowers and bowels. After he came, he went straight to the booth last time. Not to mention, he saw Fatty Wang at a glance.

Still with that fat energy, a string of rosary beads hung around his neck, and a few old men stood in front of the booth and looked around, and Fang Yang leaned forward.

Fatty Wang has forgotten Fang Yang's appearance, after all, there are too many people passing by every day. Fang Yang didn't care about this, so he asked if there were any old coins, and he had to pick some.

"Which age do you want? Forget it, you can pick it yourself. I'll get off work soon. I won't bargain with you. Two yuan a piece, just take it away if you have the eye." Fatty Wang is not in the mood to talk to Fang Yang now. Because the old men in front of the booth took a fancy to a Guanyin bottle.

Guanyin vases were popular in the Qing Dynasty from Kangxi to Qianlong. There were many types of bottles fired in Jingdezhen kilns during the Kangxi dynasty.

The Guanyin bottle is characterized by a luxurious mouth, a short neck, ample shoulders, an inward curve under the shoulders, and outwards below the shin, a shallow circle of feet, a slender body and smooth lines.

This Guanyin vase is exquisitely carved and looks like a dragon and a bead. Fatty Wang's price is 980,000.

If this Guanyin bottle is genuine, it will sell for at least eighteen million. It has to be said that the internal price is taken. If it is put in the auction house, it will only be high and not low!

"The mouth of my bottle is flawed, and the family is eager to use money, otherwise it would not be possible to sell it at such a cheap price. Men can be optimistic, this thing can be a family heirloom." Fatty Wang smiled happily.

Fang Yang looked up and down a few old men, they looked very ordinary at first glance. But from the perspective of Goldeneye, good guys, scary with a high level of wealth, are on par with Shen Furong.

This shows that these old guys are big people worth more than 100 million yuan, at least more than a billion yuan.

"This bottle is cheaper, 850,000 yuan, I bought it." Just then, a man came over. Fang Yang glanced at it and smiled in his heart. Isn't this the monk Zhou who was at the stall next to him?

Monk Zhou didn't wear the outfit of the stall, and changed into a beach pants and a hurdling vest. He wears several rosary beads on his wrist. Anyone who knows the goods knows that, less than a hundred thousand.

"850,000 low, brother." Fatty Wang looked embarrassed. He pointed to the bottle and said, "Look at this carved flower and the glaze. I really don't want it high. If there is something at home, who would Take out the heirloom. Buddy, you take advantage of me, this is too much."

"900,000, I've been here for a few days. If you can do it, you can pull it down." Monk Zhou said, he picked up the Guanyin bottle and looked at it, looking like a slogan.

Fang Yang looked funny, but couldn't say it. There are rules in this business, and you can't break people's financial avenues.

What's more, he saw dark clouds all over Wang Fatty's head, and his golden eyes showed that the line of bad luck was almost a foot away. It was obvious that bad luck was about to happen, and this order could not be made at all.

"Boss, don't worry, I'll take a look. If it's okay, the price negotiated earlier." An old man with glasses couldn't sit still, took out his handkerchief and wiped his hand, and then discussed with the other two old men.

Monk Zhou glanced at Fatty Wang, this matter is almost the same. He hurriedly increased the fire and urged: "Fatty Wang, we are old friends. I have to spend a million dollars to talk to you this year. It is really not good. I, I will give you more. "

"980,000, I bought it, how can I pay." Just then, the old man in glasses said back. But as soon as the voice fell, I saw a woman in her early thirties coming over.

"Fatty Wang, you are lying again, see if the old lady doesn't take your skin off!" The woman shouted, and she didn't know where to pick up a wooden stick after she finished speaking, and smashed it on Fatty Wang.

Fang Yang looked at it for a moment, and didn't say anything for a long time!