Chapter 10 Director Yan

There weren't many people in the office. In Jack's memory, at this time, Harold was the director, there were also two deputy directors, and there were two young girls who were specifically responsible for tasks such as typing and photocopying. Besides, there was a plumber and several drivers.

And he himself was a proper staff member. On the surface, he didn't seem to have to manage anything, but in reality, he had to manage everything.

Harold seemed particularly enthusiastic about Jack's arrival. He even personally arranged a seat for Jack and gathered everyone in the office to solemnly introduce Jack to them.

Jack thought that this was completely unnecessary. Everyone worked in the same building and saw each other every day. There was no need for such empty and pretentious courtesies.

But he knew in his heart that Harold was doing this definitely because of President Gao's face. So, Jack concluded that his transfer to the office was President Gao's intention, and it wasn't like what Old Henry had said, that Harold was playing a "striking at the root" trick.

Jack was relieved, knowing that he hadn't been drawn into the disputes between Old Henry and Harold. At the same time, Jack was also certain that everything he had done for President Gao's mother had made President Gao remember him thoroughly.

"Jack is really a talented person. He has been trained in the security department for two years. The leader has a discerning eye and transferred him to our office. Now, the strength of our office has been enhanced, and in the future, we can make the leaders more at ease when handling affairs. You all listen up. In the future, if you have anything, you should consult him more—"

Harold was still talking non-stop, while the others had already shown impatient expressions on their faces.

After Harold left, these people really showed their happy expressions. They gathered around Jack and talked about the stock market in a hubbub. One person asked whether the stocks would rise or not, and another asked when they would rise. It was so noisy that Jack's head hurt a bit.

Jack just listened and didn't say a word. It wasn't until they stopped that Jack smiled and said, "Those who haven't bought yet should buy quickly. Those who have already bought should just wait."

After hearing this, the others felt relieved and then dispersed and went back to their offices.

At this time, Jack looked at Lucy—

"Director Lucy, please take care of me in the future."

Lucy, the deputy director of the office who sat opposite Jack and hadn't said a word, looked up at Jack at this time and nodded slightly.

"Director Lucy, have you bought any stocks?"

Lucy widened her eyes, and her delicate eyebrows also arched up.

"Director Lucy, you really should buy some stocks. I'm sure that in the next few days, the stock market will—"

Jack raised a finger and pointed upwards.

Lucy still didn't say anything but just lowered her head, opened the drawer, and rummaged around in it. After a while, she took out something similar to a bankbook, opened it, and looked at it. Then she smiled and said, "I found it. Here, this is my stock market account and capital account. The password is written below. Please help me buy some stocks."

Jack was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.

Jack knew that Lucy was sidelined by Harold in the office and usually kept silent.

But she was responsible for managing many internal affairs of the bank. Of course, these were things that Harold didn't want to manage and disdained to manage. She was kind-hearted and polite to everyone, and she had a good reputation.

Harold had an independent office. The other deputy director should have been in the same office as Lucy originally. But that person was recruited by Harold specifically to do things for him, so Harold let him stay in the office next to his alone, saying that it was convenient to discuss matters.

After Jack came, Harold arranged him in this office. In order to build a good relationship, Jack took the initiative to ask Lucy about stock trading.

But he didn't expect that Lucy would trust him so much.

"What are you standing there for? Take it!"

Jack stood up and took the account certificate across the desk.

"Do you need an ID card to activate the account? Does the account holder need to go in person?"

Jack shook his head and said, "No, no. I can handle it for you. But, Director Lucy, do you have any stocks that you're optimistic about?"

Lucy shook her head and smiled, saying, "You're in full charge. I trust you."

Jack was a bit stunned, nodded, and then said, "You still need to transfer the money in the capital account yourself."

Lucy smiled and said, "I know. I used to be a teller, so I understand these things."

"Good, good."

As he spoke, Jack put those things into his upper pocket.

"Jack, you're now a member of the office. You can't always wear the uniform of the security department. I'll notify the people from the garment factory to come and take your measurements for making clothes."

Jack knew about the clothes. When the bank uniforms were made originally, Harold, on the grounds that the security department had already been issued uniforms, didn't make bank uniforms for the people in the security department. You know, these bank uniforms were suits, and they were accompanied by wool sweaters, shirts, ties, belts, and leather shoes.

Most importantly, these clothes were all made of woolen fabric, and the quality was beyond doubt. Moreover, there were specialized dry cleaners that would clean them for free.

The fact that Harold didn't make bank uniforms for the people in the security department made him, who considered himself shrewd, make a lot of enemies. Jack thought that Harold was either crazy or had a problem with his brain. How could he offend a group of people who played with guns every day?

Seeing that Lucy was making a phone call, Jack pointed in the direction of Harold's office and said, "Director Lucy, don't you need to tell him?"

Lucy smiled and said, "No. You're not from the security department anymore. You deserve to have a bank uniform."

Compared with Director Harold, who was often muddle-headed and liked to make enemies, this Director Lucy was obviously better at dealing with people. Compared with Harold, who only talked empty words, Lucy made Jack feel more at ease.

Jack thought for a while, then looked at Lucy sincerely. After she finished the phone call, he said, "Director Lucy, you'd better transfer more money to the capital account."

The hand that was putting down the phone stopped. Those beautiful eyes looked at Jack, as if waiting for him to continue. Jack quickly continued, "Director Lucy, don't get me wrong. What I mean is—"

Lucy put down the phone, smiled, and said, "I understand what you mean. You want me to make more money."

Jack nodded and said, "Yes, yes. That's exactly what I mean."

Lucy pondered for a moment and then nodded and said, "Okay, I see."

Jack decided to go to the trading hall during the lunch break tomorrow. No matter how much money Lucy transferred, he would use it all to help her buy stocks.

As for which stock to buy, Jack actually thought it wasn't that important. Because it was the general trend, just like a surging river flowing downstream. Whether they were big fish or small fish in the river, they would all move forward along with the current.

Jack looked at Lucy again. He saw that she had already lowered her head and started working. A wisp of her hair fell down, adding a bit of charm.

She was the mother of an eight-year-old child, and her husband worked in a big city. It was said that he served as the deputy general manager of an investment fund under a certain powerful department. So, Lucy's husband had a semi-official and semi-commercial status.

"Director Lucy, if you have anything in the future, just give me the order. I can drive!"

Lucy looked up and gave him a bright smile.