Chapter 180: Are you and President Jiang really that close?

Zheng Qian had deposited so much money in Yebei Bank before; didn't that count as a huge favor to him?

"Vice President Jiang?"

"Are you talking about President Jiang? Isn't he the president of Yebei Bank?"

Huo Muyan had previously thought about going through banking channels, relying on friends and connections, and had looked for quite a few acquaintances.

But the presidents and vice presidents of those four major banks wouldn't even pay her any mind.

In the end, she found President Jiang at Yebei Bank.

Yebei Bank was a local commercial bank; the loans they issued most were mortgage loans, and they had a very good relationship with real estate developers.

President Jiang said that for the sake of her father, he could give it a try, but in the end, it just fizzled out, and he didn't manage to get it done for her.

"Then he must have been promoted. A president is even more capable of getting this done for us, don't you think?"

"Besides, I'm not applying for a mortgage; I'm paying the full amount at once. I just need a housing purchase qualification."

Zheng Qian thought to himself that he hadn't heard President Jiang mention his promotion.

If he had been promoted, wouldn't President Jiang have to treat him to a drink?

Thirty million, deposited in a small local bank like Yebei Bank, already made him a major client.

As long as Zheng Qian asked, President Jiang would get this done for him in a minute.

"Really? Don't lie to me!" Huo Muyan was half-believing and half-doubting. Could Zheng Qian really have that much influence?

"You don't believe me, right? I'll call President Jiang right now."

As Zheng Qian said this, he took out his phone and dialed President Jiang's number.

… Yebei Bank. The president's office.

Because his performance had been off the charts, President Jiang had just been promoted to bank president.

There were so many things he needed to deal with these past few days that he was incredibly busy and couldn't even find time to eat when it was mealtime.

Even now, he was still holding a meeting with the bank staff, assigning tasks for the next quarter.

A subordinate's phone rang, interrupting President Jiang's speech.

"Gaofeng, your bonus for this month is completely deducted!"

President Jiang immediately scolded him. The junior employee named Gaofeng knew he had forgotten to put his phone on silent and apologized hurriedly:

"I'm sorry, President Jiang, I'm sorry."

"Whoever dares to answer their phone in my meeting again, I will fire them on the spot!"

President Jiang wasn't joking. A new official takes three fires; he just had to show these subordinates of his some authority.

And just at this moment, President Jiang's own phone suddenly rang.

President Jiang hadn't intended to answer it, but he caught a glimpse of the caller's name out of the corner of his eye.

Zheng Qian!!

President Jiang immediately put down his work, told everyone in the office to be quiet, and then pressed the answer button.

"Hello, President Zheng." President Jiang stood up instinctively and answered Zheng Qian's call while bowing slightly.

The group of bank staff below were all shocked.

President Jiang had just emphasized that answering phones during meetings was not allowed, yet he had answered one himself.

What kind of big shot was this that could make President Jiang answer his call with such an attitude?

"President Jiang, are you busy?"

"No, no, no, not busy at all." President Jiang answered the phone with a smile, placing his index finger to his lips to signal everyone to stay silent.

"I heard you've been promoted to president, right? Why didn't you let me know? I'd like to congratulate you."

"President Zheng, how could you say that? It was my fault for forgetting to tell you. I will come to apologize in person another day."

"President Zheng, is there something you need since you called?"

"Oh, it's like this. I have a friend who wants to buy a house at Long Lake Villa, but she doesn't currently have the qualification to purchase a house. Can you help me handle that over there?"

When President Jiang was a vice president, he had a very good relationship with those real estate developers, who all relied on him to issue loans for construction.

Now that he had been promoted to president, President Jiang's authority was even greater, and he held a large number of housing purchase qualifications in his hands.

"President Zheng, this is a small matter to me. I'll get it done for you in a minute. May I ask how much your friend's down payment is?" President Jiang asked cautiously.

The bank staff in the office who heard the call were dumbfounded.

President Jiang controlled the bank's lending system; which business owner looking to apply for a loan wasn't polite to him, wishing they could be sworn brothers with him?

What was going on today? Why was he being so subservient while lending money to someone?

After being promoted to president, he still had to go to someone's door to apologize?

What level of big shot was this!!!

As expected, President Jiang is President Jiang; the people he interacts with are already several levels above them.

"What down payment? President Jiang, are you joking with me? Do we still need a mortgage? Are you looking down on us?"

Who would have thought that a scolding voice would come from the other end of the phone.

It scared President Jiang into a cold sweat.

He knew he had said the wrong thing.

President Jiang had originally thought that Zheng Qian's intention in calling him was to take out a loan through Yebei Bank, since the cheapest Long Lake Villa unit still cost forty million.

He hadn't expected that he had misinterpreted the meaning, and that he just wanted a housing purchase qualification.

For this matter, President Jiang didn't even need to make a call; he could just send a message on his phone to get it done.

It was no problem for Zheng Qian to scold him like that.

"Yes, yes, yes, President Zheng, with your high net worth, what is a mere Long Lake Villa unit? It was I who spoke wrongly!"

"Can this matter be handled?"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Send me your friend's information in a moment, and I'll get it done for you in two minutes, no, no, no, one minute!" President Jiang lowered his posture even further.

Zheng Qian had always been polite to him before, but this time he had lost his temper with him.

Big bosses like Zheng Qian and Boss Han were not to be trifled with.

He was still counting on Zheng Qian to bring in deposits for him in the future; how could he dare to offend him?

If he offended him, not only would it be difficult for him to face Zheng Qian, but even Boss Han, the guarantor, would be prejudiced against by Zheng Qian because of him.

Offending two big shots at the same time—could he still be a secure president?

"Alright, I'll send it to you in a bit."

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

After saying this, Zheng Qian hung up.

This phone call had left President Jiang sweating profusely.

All the staff in the office gasped; it was finally over.

Throughout the entire call, they didn't dare to make a sound, and some even held their breath, fearing they would disturb President Jiang's call.

Gaofeng, whose phone hadn't been on silent earlier, had wet his pants and was still lingering in fear.

He didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would have been if his phone had suddenly disturbed President Jiang while he was on the call; it wouldn't have been just a matter of a deducted bonus...

… Long Lake Villa sales office.

"How about that? I didn't lie to you, did I? Send me your personal information in a bit, and I'll forward it to him."

"What's wrong with you?"

After finishing the call, Zheng Qian looked at Huo Muyan.

Her small mouth was slightly open in surprise, and her pure, pretty face wore a look of confusion.

Huo Muyan felt that a matter she had begged everyone for, even bringing out her father, couldn't get done, yet Zheng Qian had settled it with one phone call?

The tone Zheng Qian had used when speaking to President Jiang just now was truly astonishing.

"You and President Jiang are that close?"

That relationship was more than just close!

A dignified bank president was acting like Zheng Qian's lackey, practically ready to kneel and call him daddy.

"It is quite good; I've helped him out before."

"Let's go, let's go look at the house."

The two walked into the sales office together.

A gold-medal salesperson approached them immediately.

This man looked a bit familiar.

Wait.

A few days ago, didn't he come here with another haughty and cold, beautiful woman?

Why isn't it the same one today?!