Song Shu thought about it and couldn't help laughing, "Does Director Qiao mean Assistant An?"

Jerry Qiao's eyes lit up, and then he immediately turned into a pitiful look, "It seems that you have a deep feeling with me, my dear."

Before Song Shu could answer, a pen flew in the direction of the general manager's desk where Qin Lou was sitting.

Unlike the twisted attitude just now, Jerry Joe reacted almost immediately - he raised his hand and grabbed the pen that was about to fly over from in front of him.

Then he turned around and his expression was serious, "Qin, I just stopped you from the possibility of committing a crime and going to jail. Can you agree to me with a condition?"

"No, get out." Qin Lou was empty and was not looking at the documents. He pinched his knuckles, "Also, don't call her that anymore."

Jerry Qiao shrugged, "This man is so terrible. Isn't it, Miss Qin? How did you endure his possessiveness for you?"

“…”

Song Shu had no doubt that if this topic continued, it would cause the "wild beast" behind the table to pounce on it with its claws and do something bad, so she had to hold up to smile.

"Doesn't Director Qiao have something else to do? I'll take you to the elevator."

Jerry Qiao blinked, as if he had forgotten the unhappiness in an instant, and he quickly turned around and walked out, fearing that Song Shu would regret it.

"Fortunately, Miss Qin reminded me, otherwise I would really forget about this."

“…”

Song Shu turned around helplessly and comforted Qin Lou with her eyes, who was dissatisfied with her expression behind the desk, and then she quickly walked out behind Jerry Qiao.

The two finally stopped in the elevator.

After Jerry Qiao stopped, he did not go to press the elevator, but turned his head and stared at Song Shu with interest - a completely different scrutiny look from when he was in the general manager's office.

Song Shu keeps smiling.

In fact, it was still such an offensive financial director that made Song Shu feel more accustomed to it and more in line with the senior workplace leaders she had contacted and familiar with.

After a while, when she saw Jerry Qiao not talking or pressing the elevator, Song Shu got the intention of letting herself open the deadlock. She spoke with a gentle smile.

"Director Qiao, you seem to have something to say to me?

Jerry Qiao immediately reacted when she heard this, obviously waiting for her to speak.

"Oh, sorry, I just really rarely see a beautiful beauty like you-I offend you and make you feel unhappy?"

Song Shuqing narrowed her eyes, and a few seconds later she also made a joke: "...No, I will always be more tolerant of Qiao than others."

"Oh? Can I ask why?"

"The reason is very simple. Mr. Qiao, your name is the same as a friend I met when I was in college abroad."

"So that's the case, then I'm really lucky." Jerry Qiao slapped his chin and asked with a smile, "Since that's the case, then I might be able to ask Miss Qin to do me a favor for the sake of that friend?"

Here comes, Song Shuxin said.

In her memory of Vio's senior management, I don't remember how easy-going or lustful the foreign financial director was.

In other words, this person's behavior towards her is so strange today - either having a special purpose for her or asking for her.

Thinking of this, Song Shu's eyes remained unchanged, and only a little sincere doubt appeared in his expression.

"Mr. Qiao, I'm just a little assistant, and I don't seem to be helping you."

"Miss Qin is so kind to say this. Why are you just a little assistant?"

Jerry Joe shook his head hard.

"In my opinion, Miss Qin has much more power than us. How did the ancient word say... Oh, by the way - the Supreme Emperor, Miss Qin is very likely to sit in a position like Vio, right?"

“…”

Song Shu was shocked.

If it wasn't that there was no meaning or necessity, Song Shu would almost feel that this person wanted to praise him. But seeing the other person's expression was sincere - at least trying his best to make her feel sincere, it didn't seem like she was malice.

Song Shu thought for a few seconds and smiled.

"I don't have such influence - Mr. Qiao's words can be said privately. If they spread, I should be put on the industry blacklist."

"Of course, when there is no familiar person in front of me, I still know what to say and what not to say." Jerry Qiao blinked, "But Miss Qin's influence on Qinlou is obvious to everyone in the company. If someone else changes to others, it is impossible to reach the 22nd floor in such a short time."

Song Shu lowered his eyes, "I just borrowed the east wind that looked similar to Mr. Qin's first love."

"No matter what the reason is, we value the results more." Jerry Qiaoruo said meaningfully.

Song Shu looked up and smiled brightly, "What do Director Qiao want me to do?"

"It's very simple. It's beneficial and harmless to you, me, and to the company, and to Qinlou."

"I hope to hear the details."

“Financial derivatives.”

"……What?"

"I hope Miss Qin, you can persuade Qinlou to re-accept and even open up the financial derivatives market of Vio."

“…”

Song Shu's eyes moved slightly.

Jerry Qiao's words reminded her, reminding her of what Chu Xiangbin mentioned to her in the car before when she was working on a project under Chu Xiangbin before that drink that marked the beginning of due diligence.

"From the Qin family's restructuring to Vio, the proportion and focus of work have been decreasing in corporate financial management and fund management over the years."

"Jeh Jerry had already traveled to the 22nd floor to complain every few days, but now he has given up..."

Song Shu suddenly realized that Jerry Qiao was making this idea.

But of course, Song Shu remembers the reasons and crux of the Qinlou restructuring.

So Song Shu retracted her thoughts and smiled at Jerry Qiao: "Director Qiao must have had some misunderstandings about me - I am far from touching the core of Vio's business, and it is even more impossible to affect the company's business direction."

Jerry Qiao saw that Song Shu clearly wanted to refuse, and was a little anxious, "Miss Qin, if you really think so, then I have to say that you have far underestimated your influence on Qin Lou."

"... Even if I really have this influence, I won't do this." Song Shu smiled and said bluntly: "Once this matter is made, it will affect the entire company. I will never let myself or Mr. Qin take such a big risk - the company is not a joke, and it should not be influenced by the ideas of anyone except the leader, otherwise it will be messed up. Mr. Qiao, what do you think?"

"But I said, this matter is beneficial or not..."

"Swish." Song Shu chuckled, then she covered her mouth and looked up, "Mr. Qiao, you are fooling me like a three-year-old child. I am not familiar with the field of financial derivatives, and I will not have the professionalism of yours. But then I also know that most of the financial derivatives of investment banks rely on high leverage to make money. If a little extremely small change in market interest rates can make a big profit, and it is more likely to lose money to the bottom - how can this be beneficial or not?"

Jerry Qiao's expression was serious, "You really don't understand, Miss Qin. We sell financial derivatives to our big customers. We make transaction fees. We will naturally make a big profit, but even if the customers lose money, we can still make a profit."

“…”

Song Shu's eyes became cold and his smile disappeared.

Jerry Qiao was silent for a few seconds, "Okay, there is actually the most important point - I have confidence in Qin."

Upon hearing this, Song Shu suppressed his unhappiness that had already brewed. "What does Mr. Qiao mean?"

"Miss Qin, you have never lived abroad before, and you are not strictly a person in the industry, so you may not know Qin Lou. He has a nickname in the industry, gm, that is, genuinemadness, a genius madness. Do you know how this nickname was obtained?"

"...I've heard of it." Song Shu was silent for a few seconds and said, "Qinlou has made outstanding achievements in the forecast of interest rate in the international financial market."

“ohjesus (Oh my goodness)!”

Jerry Joe suddenly became exaggerated in his movements and expressions. He turned around in a circle, his face flushed with excitement, almost dancing with his hands-on-

"That's not outstanding, Miss Qin! That's great, miracle, and the work of God!"

When she was abroad, it was difficult for her to communicate with some religious crazy believers and disciples. The performance of Jerry Qiao in front of her brought Song Shu a familiar headache at this moment.

"What is Joe always saying, is it the work of God?"

"Of course it's Qin Lou's thinking and his IQ! His sensitivity to data is much higher than any elite data analyst or industry researcher in the industry! No, it should be said that he is better than them combined!"

Jerry Joe danced more and more, and his excitement made him spit.

“…”

At this moment, Song Shu felt that he could understand why Jerry Qiao was Qin Lou's friend.

Obviously, in some aspects of madness, the two of them are similar in common.

Jerry Qiao's advocacy did not end. He seemed to wake up from his self-intoxication state, grabbed Song Shu's hand again, and held it tightly.

"Miss Qin, really, believe me, if you can convince Qin Lou - you will recreate the miracle of the industry, he will let you see how outstanding talent he has in this regard that makes Adam Smith jealous! He was born for this industry! And today, no, a few years ago, he actually wanted to give up his extinction talent - this is simply unreasonable and wasteful of resources!"

Song Shu resolutely and slowly pulled her hand back from Jerry Qiao, while she smiled embarrassedly and politely, "Director Qiao has learned the idiom very well..."

Jerry Qiao quickly grabbed Song Shu's hand and held it in front of him again. The blonde and blue-eyed foreigner was also in the same way as Qin Lou in acting. In just a few seconds, Song Shu saw that his eyes were filled with tears.

"No, don't change the topic, Miss Qin! You must promise me this matter. Don't you want to see a miracle happen again? It would be the miracle of Vio, it would be Qin Lou, and it's yours behind him - don't you want to create all this with your own hands?"

"I may not have the ambition that President Qiao thought." Song Shu laughed stiffly, "How Qin Lou chooses is his business, and I will not interfere."

"Miss Qin——"

"This is the last time I warn you not to touch her hand again."

A voice suppressing the irritable emotions sounded from behind. Song Shu quickly turned around and saw Qin Lou walking forward with gloomy eyebrows. Without waiting for her to react, she pulled her back from Jerry Qiao and pulled her into her arms.

Song Shu's hand was clenched into Qin Lou's palm, as if he was about to rub off the breath left by other men on it.

This lasted for more than ten seconds, and Qin Lou looked at Jerry Qiao coldly, "I have said it many times. Since I made that decision, it will not change. It is useless for you to find anyone."
To be continued...