In addition to registering the renovation company, Qiu Lei also needed to register a real estate company.
He needed to remove the "Mingyu" from Mingyu Financial Square as soon as possible.
As for the na of the real estate company, Qi Sheng already had one in mind.
Shengxuan Real Estate. Its main business would be office building property managent.
After all, the only significant property he owned at the mont was Mingyu Financial Square.
Once he had more properties to his na, he could establish a corporate group.
Just as Qi Sheng was lost in thought, the phone on his desk rang.
The caller ID read: Chu Qing, Client Manager at China Construction Bank.
Only then did Qi Sheng rember that he had promised Chu Qing he would stop by the China Construction Bank.
But he had ended up detouring to Mingyu Financial Square and had completely forgotten about it.
"Manager Chu, my apologies. Sothing ca up. If you’re free now, let’s et."
Even if Qi Sheng hadn’t apologized, Chu Qing wouldn’t have dared to complain.
But that wasn’t in President Qi’s nature; he hadn’t let his success go to his head to that extent.
"That’s no problem at all, I’m free anyti. If it’s not convenient for you, President Qi, I can bring the card to you."
Chu Qing had been waiting and waiting with joyful anticipation.
Two hours had passed, and there was still no sign of Qi Sheng.
Chu Qing had grown anxious, hesitating for a long ti before finally making the call.
For any bank, an ultra-high-net-worth private banking client was an incredibly rare and valuable asset.
And for Chu Qing, landing an ultra-high-net-worth private banking client ant she could effortlessly et her annual performance targets.
She could spend her days shopping or traveling, and her superiors wouldn’t say a word.
It was easy to imagine just how important Qi Sheng was to her.
Qi Sheng thought for a mont, then said with a smile, "In that case, co to Mingyu Financial Square. I’ll have Ah Feng co down and et you."
"Okay, I’ll call a car right now. I should be there in about forty minutes."
Chu Qing began packing her things as she spoke.
She was terrified that any delay, even a second, might cost her this major client.
"No rush. Be safe on your way here."
Qi Sheng offered the simple reminder before hanging up.
Chu Qing finished packing her things and was about to head out.
Sun Na, from the next cubicle, shot her a teasing, mocking look.
"Ah Qing, don’t tell your big client got poached by so female manager from another bank?"
"Heh, President Qi isn’t that kind of person."
Chu Qing had been in contact with Qi Sheng for a while.
The last ti they had tea, she had gotten to know him on a much deeper level.
Tens of millions? Even hundreds of millions...
...probably weren’t astronomical figures to him.
In the workplace, won were the masters of scheming and backstabbing.
Especially in a place like a bank.
For female employees to et their quotas, it was almost inevitable that they had to give sothing up to make things easier.
"Tch, what century are you living in? You really think big clients are that stupid?"
"If you won’t sleep with him, there are plenty of others who would kill for the chance."
Sun Na muttered before turning back to her makeup.
Chu Qing, who had been about to snap back at Sun Na, found herself surprisingly swayed.
She returned to her desk, pulled out her makeup bag, and, for the first ti in a long while, began to apply her makeup ticulously.
"Tsk, tsk. Looks like our Ah Qing has finally co to her senses?"
Sun Na was, in truth, quite jealous of Chu Qing.
As a girl from a wealthy local family, Chu Qing had an education and a standard of living that Sun Na could only dream of.
But Sun Na had gotten lucky herself and latched onto a sugar daddy.
Thanks to this ultra-high-net-worth client, she had also beco a client manager at China Construction Bank, serving her benefactor exclusively.
Of course, this "service" was of the very attentive, round-the-clock, on-call variety.
Thinking about how hard she had to work for one sugar daddy...
...while Chu Qing gets lucky with a single phone call, landing not just a patron, but a young, rich, and handso one.
How could she possibly not feel bitter about such a huge disparity?
Seeing Chu Qing go down the sa road she had, Sun Na felt a mixture of vindication and envy.
If she had a choice, who would want to serve so gross old man?
...
「Mingyu Financial Square」
Chu Qing stepped out of a ride-hail, her handbag in her left hand and a rather heavy box in her right.
"Miss Chu."
Before she had a chance to get a good look at the office building...
...Gu Feng was already walking over to greet her.
"Mr. Gu, thank you for coming to get ."
Chu Qing of course recognized Gu Feng as Qi Sheng’s driver and bodyguard.
"The boss is waiting for you upstairs. I’ll take you to him."
Gu Feng spoke concisely, then took the box from Chu Qing’s hands and turned to lead the way.
"Brother Gu."
On the way, a security guard saw Gu Feng and greeted him enthusiastically.
"Mm."
Gu Feng simply gave a curt nod, showing no intention of fraternizing.
Following behind, Chu Qing couldn’t help but feel a little surprised.
They took the elevator to the 31st floor, and the doors opened directly onto the property managent office.
The receptionist saw Gu Feng and imdiately stood up, greeting him with an eager smile.
"Brother Gu."
Gu Feng’s lips twitched into a forced smile.
He led the increasingly astonished Chu Qing toward the back of the office.
Following behind him, Chu Qing started to put together the pieces, and a shocking possibility began to dawn on her.
’Could the owner of this office building be... Qi Sheng?’
’Otherwise, there’s no way the building’s security and the property managent’s receptionist would be so friendly to Gu Feng, who was just a driver.’
When they reached the door to the General Manager’s office, Gu Feng knocked.
"Boss, Miss Chu is here."
"Co in."
Gu Feng then pushed the door open, holding it and gesturing for her to enter.
After Chu Qing stepped inside, Gu Feng followed.
He placed the box on the coffee table and exited the office, quietly closing the door behind him.
"President Qi... you didn’t actually buy this entire office building, did you?"
Chu Qing asked tentatively, having seen enough to be almost certain.
The naplate on the office door clearly read two words: "General Manager."
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