Chapter 62: Alarming Hui Fung's Senior Manager, Shen Bi
During this period, under the leadership of Su Zhixue, the team had achieved remarkable results, completing every task with exceptional success.
Thus, his promotion and salary increase were not only well-deserved but also the best recognition of his hard work and dedication.
"Thank you, President Lin. Your trust and support are my motivation to move forward. I will never let you down!" Su Zhixue said, unable to hide his excitement, his gratitude toward Lin Haoran overflowing from his heart.
Thinking back to just over a month ago, Su Zhixue had merely been an ordinary trader under Wanan Group, burdened by the heavy pressures of life.
Especially when his son fell gravely ill, facing exorbitant surgery fees, he had been almost helpless.
However, Lin Haoran's timely appearance, like a beam of light in the darkness, not only helped his son successfully undergo surgery but also brought a turning point in his life, allowing him to gradually get back on track.
Based on the current situation, Su Zhixue was confidently predicting that within the next year, he would be able to repay the HK$200,000 loan that Lin Haoran had generously lent him.
This favor was deeply etched into his heart and had become the driving force behind his diligent efforts.
"Work hard. I believe you can do even better!" Lin Haoran lightly patted Su Zhixue's shoulder, saying no more.
Around 10 a.m., Lin Haoran received another phone call from Bao Yugang.
During the call, Bao Yugang informed him that the funds from the Wharf Holdings stock transfer had already been deposited into Lin Haoran's Hui Fung Bank account and could be checked at any time.
Over HK$100 million — not a small amount.
At that moment, Lin Haoran couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement upon hearing the news.
Since Bao Yugang said it was deposited, it certainly was, but Lin Haoran still planned to go check it at noon. After all, Hengfeng Building was close to Hui Fung Bank, and it happened to be the bank's headquarters.
With the trading team fully committed to absorbing Qingzhou Cement shares, and with Li Jiacheng's side already having promised Bao Yugang to abandon their acquisition plan, their absorption speed had noticeably accelerated.
Under the meticulous planning and leadership of Su Zhixue, the Qingzhou Cement market seemed to be instantly invigorated, with a surge in pending orders and a significant increase in trading activity.
Without interference from Li Jiacheng's team, their operations were smoother than ever.
At this pace, today's operations on Qingzhou Cement stocks would undoubtedly yield a considerable amount.
Although as of today Lin Haoran had no more ties with Wharf Holdings, he still maintained a certain level of attention to it.
During the morning session, Wharf Holdings' trading floor remained bustling with frequent transactions.
However, given the general market expectation that neither Bao Yugang nor Jardine Matheson intended to push the stock price above HK$75, but rather maintain it around that level, the price hovered steadily above seventy Hong Kong dollars.
Sell orders continued to flood in. For many ordinary investors who already held Wharf Holdings stocks, a price of over seventy dollars per share was considered high, making them hesitant to buy more.
In the absence of signs of further price hikes, many finally chose to cash out their profits, selling off their holdings.
In the blink of an eye, the morning trading session came to an end.
In the afternoon, Lin Haoran grabbed a quick meal at the company and then, accompanied by two bodyguards, left the office building heading toward Hui Fung Bank's headquarters, located nearby in the bustling Central District.
Standing in front of the Hui Fung headquarters building, Lin Haoran looked up at the structure — understated yet steeped in history.
Built in October 1935, the thirteen-story, 70-meter-high building was the third-generation headquarters for Hui Fung Bank. Among the towering buildings of Central, it did not appear obtrusive but rather radiated a calm dignity.
Despite its modest appearance, the Hui Fung headquarters held an unshakable position in the financial sector, leading Hong Kong's banking world and carrying the dreams and honors of countless financiers.
In front of the building, two majestic bronze lion statues stood proudly — more than mere decorations, they symbolized Hui Fung Bank's mission of guarding wealth and moving forward steadily, earning the title "Treasures of the Bank."
Lin Haoran walked directly into the bank's grand lobby. Perhaps because it was lunchtime, the hall was not very crowded, and only two service counters were open.
"Could you please check the balance on my account?" he said with a smile, handing his golden bank card to one of the counters where no one else was being served.
The history of bank cards in Hong Kong could be traced back to the 1970s, when the city began its rise as a financial center of Asia.
As the leader of Hong Kong's banking sector, Hui Fung Bank naturally promoted bank cards among its high-end clients.
Upon seeing the golden card, a flash of respect crossed the female clerk's eyes, and her attitude immediately became even more polite and respectful. "Of course, sir. Please wait a moment."
After a few minutes, the female clerk smiled apologetically at Lin Haoran. "I'm terribly sorry, sir. Due to my authority limitations, I'm unable to directly access your account balance. However, rest assured, I have already arranged for a senior client manager to assist you."
"No rush," Lin Haoran replied, maintaining a gentle smile and looking completely composed.
Soon, a middle-aged woman wearing a professional business suit and radiating competence and efficiency approached Lin Haoran at a brisk pace.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Lin! I am Huang Yulan, a senior client manager at Hui Fung Bank. It's an honor to serve you. Please follow me to the VIP office for a more detailed discussion."
Inside the elegantly decorated VIP area on the first floor, Huang Yulan's service attitude was noticeably more attentive and refined than that of the regular staff.
Her tone was gentle, and her manner impeccably courteous, making Lin Haoran feel an unprecedented level of comfort and respect.
Finally, Lin Haoran was able to check his balance — and indeed, over HK$110 million from Bao Yugang had arrived safely.
With the funds confirmed, Lin Haoran felt fully at ease.
Just as he was preparing to leave Hui Fung Bank with his bodyguards and step back into the outside world, Senior Client Manager Huang Yulan, having just hung up a hurried phone call, quickly rushed out of the office and caught up to him in a few hurried steps.
"Mr. Lin, please wait a moment," she called out, her voice urgent but still courteous.
Lin Haoran paused, turned around, and looked at her with a curious expression. "Manager Huang, is there something else you need from me?"
"Mr. Lin, here's the situation: our Senior Manager Mr. Shen Bi would like to request a meeting with you. Would you be available to spare a few moments?" she explained, saying that she had just received direct instructions from Mr. Shen Bi to extend a personal invitation.
This sudden invitation clearly caught Lin Haoran by surprise.
"Mr. Shen Bi?" Lin Haoran softly repeated the name, feeling a slight stir in his heart.
He quickly realized that his actions had obviously been reported upwards. For a financial institution, an account deposit exceeding HK$100 million made him an undisputed top-tier client. Moreover, given that the source of the funds involved the Hong Kong business magnate Bao Yugang, the origin was beyond question.
Thinking this through, Lin Haoran immediately understood.
As the Senior Manager of Hui Fung Bank, Shen Bi would naturally be very curious and eager to build a relationship with such a wealthy and well-connected client.
Thus, the invitation for a meeting was entirely logical and appropriate.
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