Chapter 367 Duck
The strong woman is not a thing, but the owner of a micro-business brand who earns millions a year, who comes here specifically to take photos for publicity.

But the agency charged a service fee of 100,000 yuan just to provide the celebrity handshake and photo service, which she felt a bit of a loss. Seeing that Xie Jingxing was easy to talk to, she pouted and kissed him forcefully.

"I didn't know they were scammers, I just thought since you make money from taking photos, there must be a price for every pose."

The strong woman was sitting in the security room, her disheveled hair covering half of her swollen face, holding a broken artificial jade bracelet and a pigeon egg ring in her hands.

The two hotel waiters next to them were so embarrassed that their faces turned purple like eggplants. They only received a total of 10,000 yuan from the agent and were responsible for opening a back door to bring people into the banquet hall.

In the past, many business tycoons came to the hotel to hold events. They made this kind of extra money many times, and their requests for taking photos at business banquets were basically not rejected.

If he was rejected, at most he would just return the money, which was not a big loss. He never expected that today's client was a psychopath, who actually treated Xie Jingxing like a duck and even had a price for any fucking posture.

"Mr. Xie, what do you think about this?"

After asking about the whole cause and effect, the police station leader also looked embarrassed. He said, "If you want to take photos, then take them. What's the big deal about you forcefully kissing him? Even if you had looked in advance at what kind of women were surrounding him, you would still pout!"
The ID cards of Liu Chuanzhi's daughter, Liu Qiangdong's wife, and the one who did the action are all different from those of normal people.

He was courting death. How should he deal with this? The leader was worried and said, "Otherwise, Mr. Xie, you are busy. We will take him back to the bureau to understand the situation first."

"Ok?"

Xie Jingxing paced back and forth with his hands in his trouser pockets, then came to his senses and stopped: "Now that the matter has been clarified, please handle it according to the procedures. My lawyer will be here soon."

"No problem. Please see when you have time to come to the bureau to take a statement. If it's not convenient, we can visit you." The leader breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in response.

"Thank you for your hard work." Xie Jingxing politely shook hands with him and said goodbye.

The hotel manager and his staff followed him out of the security room, and seeing him quietly slip into the next room, they were in a dilemma and stood there awkwardly.

"Handle public opinion properly and don't let it spread."

Seeing Yu Nian lying on the sofa with drunken eyes, Xie Jingxing reluctantly reminded her emphatically that if she didn't handle it properly, her slap would become a hot search topic for ten times, and the female micro-business executive would make a fortune.

Song Anli, who came in a hurry to clean up the mess, was in a bad mood. She responded softly and left. Liu Qing and Zhang Zetian were still in the banquet hall dealing with a group of surprised guests.

China Merchants Financial Holdings is the first government-funded mother fund investor of Xiyou Capital. It later established a semiconductor industry fund and invested 300 billion yuan in the stock market to save itself during the stock market crash. The merger of Didi and Kuaidi was subject to commercial monopoly regulatory review, etc.

Yu Nian always stood behind Xie Jingxing in a low-key manner. This was no secret in the circle. But today, the former walked in front of the latter in an eye-catching way to show his presence.

"Get up, I'll take you home." Xie Jingxing poked her arm.

Yu Nian tried to open his eyes: "I want to sleep."

"Go home and sleep."

Xie Jingxing took a deep breath and persuaded him patiently. Yu Nian simply pulled his legs to the sofa, curled up and lay flat, closed his eyes again and breathed evenly.

Falling asleep in one second is bullshit.

Facing the crazy woman who was indulging her emotions under the influence of alcohol, Xie Jingxing couldn't tell what he felt. He walked around the room in annoyance, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.

"I want to throw up."

Yu Nian frowned and said in a painful tone: "I feel uncomfortable and want to vomit!"

"Just don't spit on yourself."

Xie Jingxing said this without even turning his head. The people gathered at the door of the room were sent away by Song Anli. Only two waiters saw him and hunched their shoulders like quails and greeted him.

"Get me a wheelchair... Got any cigarettes?"

He paused for a moment, pursed his lips, took the cigarette from the waiter, lit it, and leaned against the door, puffing away silently.

A few minutes later, another waiter came running back, with the sweaty hotel manager pushing a wheelchair next to him: "Mr. Xie, the wheelchair is here, I'll help you push it."

"No, I can do it myself." Xie Jingxing nodded slightly.

The hotel manager wiped his forehead, wiping away the sweat that exceeded the limit of the normal human endocrine system: "You're welcome, I..."

"Get out of here right now. It's all your fault today."

Xie Jing Xing interrupted in a hurry, swearing at ordinary people like never before: "You hotel can wait for the lawsuit, I will sue your family to bankruptcy, especially that woman, she is the mastermind, I will shoot her!"

"No... No, Mr. Xie, it's unfair. Our hotel is not in cahoots with that lady!"

The hotel manager was so frightened that he trembled, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees. His face was filled with confusion and he stammered for mercy. Your assistant just accepted the apology and said it was okay, how could you be shot for sending a wheelchair?

"You're still making excuses, but I won't listen to them. Do you know that I'm a family man? What you did seriously hurt the feelings between me and my family. My family can't accept this!"

Xie Jingxing raised his voice and yelled for a long time, his saliva sprayed all over the surface of the door. He was so tired that he gasped and put his hands on his hips: "Just wait, this matter is not over today!" He threw away the cigarette butt, grabbed the wheelchair and pushed the door into the room. The hotel manager looked at the door, then at the two waiters next to him, and the three of them fell into a state of confusion at the same time.

——If Mr. Xie is not scolding us, then who is he scolding?
"Feeling better?"

Xie Jingxing pushed the wheelchair to the sofa, and without waiting for a response, he directly picked up Yu Nian who was lying peacefully. She was still sleeping with her eyes closed.

But his body was very cooperative. He knew to lift his arms when supporting his back, and lift his hips when hugging his legs. It's not easy to get so drunk.

He easily transferred her to the wheelchair without Xie Jingxing even having to hold her in place, and then he folded his legs, hugged his knees to his chest, and curled up into a ball.

The wheelchair turned into a baby carriage in an instant, and Yu Nian sat in the elevator and woke up leisurely: "I want to go home."

"Well, let's go home." Xie Jingxing agreed readily.

Yu Nian twisted his body dishonestly: "I don't want to stay in a hotel, I want to go home!"

"Yeah, I won't stay at the hotel, I'll go home." Xie Jingxing lied with his eyes open.

Yu Nian put her hands behind her back and grabbed his collar, pulling and shaking it hard: "I want to go home, I don't want to stay in a hotel."

"If you are drunk, I will take you to the hospital; if you are not drunk, take a taxi home. Are you drunk or not?"

Yu Nian paused and slowly loosened his hand. With a ding, the elevator door opened and the wheelchair continued to move into the hotel suite.

Driving all the way to the bedroom, Xie Jingxing carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, turned on the air conditioner and turned off the lights. He finished all the trivial things in silence, moved a chair to sit beside the bed in the dark, and took out a cigarette box from his pocket.

As the smoke was inhaled and exhaled, the flickering cigarette butts reflected a faint, swaying light in the two eyes.

"Why do you want to work in banking?" The faint whisper was inaudible.

"try it."

Xie Jingxing pondered and replied: "Ali and Tencent use mobile payment to enter the financial industry. They are the Internet financial 'funds-transactions-assets' business logic for the public."

"Xiyou is different. All the financial business we do revolves around the traditional financial industry of 'bank-insurance-trust-brokerage', so my business logic should be supported by a certain node of the traditional financial industry."

He paused for a moment and said, "For example, Xinda E, a company invested by Xiyou, can do mobile payment, but Xiyou itself cannot do it. So a more basic financial business is needed to cover mobile payment, which is higher than mobile payment."

"Basics like water and electricity?"

Yu Nian stared blankly at himself and answered himself: "It's not an attempt, it's a necessity. Only the bank can bear your ambition."

Xie Jingxing was speechless. Perhaps it was inevitable when he monopolized the local life service industry and had the Agricultural Yunshan Group + Logistics Yunhe Company + 3500 billion asset investment group.

He was destined to be unable to concentrate on a single venture capital business. Mr. Ma gave Liu Qing shares in Alipay as a gift, and Liu Qing repeatedly tried to find out whether he was interested in the mobile payment port.

Such huge inertia pushed him forward towards an endless end.

People like to use the fact that millions of workers depend on their food and clothing to highlight the importance of something. If we use this as a template, there are now at least three million workers who are dependent on the system.

Meituan alone currently has two million registered riders, each of whom is a strong laborer who needs to support a family. If we add Didi and Yunshan Yunhe, how many riders will there be after the base naturally grows to ten years later?
Five million, or seven million...

After the cigarette ash fell, Xie Jingxing stretched his body vigorously: "Last year I said to my mother: There are too many fools in this world. They need a decent capitalist to control the most resources."

"Now this sentence can be more concrete. I will let millions of trough workers eat two more meals of braised pork, or even three. So I can't stop. I must continue to work hard to snatch more resources from the capitalists who make the trough workers hungry and kill them!"

He blew a frivolous breath: "If this is ambition, then the banking industry can't bear it."

"I'm sleepy, good night."

Just like the day of the rescue meeting, Yu Nian had a faint smile on his face, hiding his fascination, and turned his head slightly.

"Why is the pillow wet?" Xie Jingxing stretched out his hand and rubbed it curiously.

Yu Nian felt two crumpled pieces of paper falling on her face. She didn't understand what was going on and picked up the pieces of paper to take a closer look. They were two hundred yuan.

"Night."

The quilt was opened, Xie Jingxing lay on the bed and hugged the slightly trembling hot body from behind.

Yu Nian used all his strength to turn over and sit up, and pressed his shoulders with his backhand. In the darkness, the two pairs of eyes stared at each other: "I'll protect you!"

"Thank you, boss. 100 yuan for a photo, 150 yuan for a kiss, and 200 yuan for unlocking all poses. Technician No. 217 is dedicated to serving you!" Xie Jingxing said firmly.

"You'd be a good duck."

(End of this chapter)