Chapter 202: The Fox Spirit Trying to Prove Herself

Sunlight filters through the thin mist over the Limmat River.

Bai Ma opened her eyes groggily and saw Ding Heng's arm. When she looked up, she realized she was back in her hotel room.

Her head was resting on Ding Heng's arm, with a trace of unidentified liquid remaining at the corner of her mouth.

"Well……"

She sat up abruptly and hurriedly wiped her mouth.

Ding Heng looked down at her, a half-smile on his face: "Awake?"

"How long should I sleep?"

"Not long, about an hour."

Bai Ma rubbed her temples, her head still a little dizzy, and her stomach churning with the lingering burning sensation from drinking.

"This wine has a strong aftereffect..."

"I told you to drink slower, but you wouldn't listen."

Ding Heng pushed a glass of warm water in front of her: "I just gave you some hangover medicine, drink some water too."

Baima obediently picked up the cup and sipped it slowly.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on her face. The little girl's skin was so fair it was almost translucent, and her eyelashes were covered with a layer of misty dew.

"Brother."

"Um?"

"Have you noticed that my skin has improved recently?"

Ding Heng looked her over carefully: "It seems so."

"Hehe, it was definitely the right thing to not stay up late."

Baima drank the water in the cup in one gulp and got up to stretch his limbs.

"What time is it? Haven't the ladies gotten up yet?"

"A little after nine, it should be soon."

"Looks like you guys played pretty high-stakes Ludo last night..."

Pema stretched and looked out the window.

"Brother."

"What now?"

"Your English is quite good. When did you learn it?"

Ding Heng walked to the table and poured the white wine he had just brought back into a glass: "I learned it at school, how else could I have learned it?"

"Come on, can a school really produce such good spoken English? Did you secretly hire a private tutor?"

"Why should I hire a personal trainer?"

Ding Heng replied perfunctorily, "I usually watch American TV series and listen to English songs in my spare time, and I've gradually accumulated this knowledge."

"It's that simple?"

"Otherwise what? Language isn't like building a rocket, how difficult can it be?"

Bai Ma looked at him with her chin resting on her hand, her eyes showing a more serious expression.

"Brother, you seem to know a little bit about everything."

"Is there?"

"Yes, I do. I can take photos, play video games, trade stocks, speak English, charm women, and..."

"Alright, alright."

Ding Heng interrupted her, both amused and exasperated: "Don't flatter me, you're making me feel embarrassed."

"I'm serious."

From Baima's perspective, Ding Heng appears to be far too omnipotent.

Sometimes I feel that he enjoys the blessing of having multiple wives, not because he is the one who profits, but because his wives are the ones who profit.

Such an all-around perfect boyfriend should be shared...

Baima chuckled and leaned closer: "Brother, were you the kind of person who loved studying a lot when you were little?"

"On the contrary."

Ding Heng recounted his childhood: "I was a very naughty child. My mother would chase me around doing my homework every day, like it was a battle."

"Then what happened to you later...?"

"later?"

Ding Heng's gaze fell on the distance outside the window: "Later, my mother got sick, and I felt that I couldn't let her worry anymore, so I started to study hard."

Baima didn't respond.

She recalled that Quzhen was the same way when she was a child.

While in the snowy area, she was forced to learn Chinese every day, while other children could roam freely in the mountains and fields, which made her envious.

Later, Quzhen was busy with her business outside and rarely came home. The first thing she did was check her homework.

She was extremely annoyed at that time, feeling that her mother didn't understand her.

Looking back now, I can understand my mother's good intentions.

It's not easy to get down from the plateau...

"Brother."

"Um?"

"Your mom must be so proud of you."

Ding Heng didn't say anything, but picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

Baima realized she had said something she shouldn't have and quickly changed the subject.

"Um...where should we go shopping later?"

"Lin Man has arranged a tour guide."

"Tour guide? What tour guide?"

"She said she was her friend, of mixed Chinese and Swiss descent, who worked in Zurich."

Baima blinked: "Male or female?"

"A woman."

"Oh……"

Baima drew out his words, his tone full of meaning.

"What are you trying to say now?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Baima chuckled: "I just think you're surrounded by beautiful women, you seem to meet new girls wherever you go."

Ding Heng reached out and lightly flicked her forehead.

"Ouch!"

Pema covered her forehead, about to protest, when she heard footsteps behind her.

"Boss, up so early?"

Lin Man walked over slowly, wearing a beige linen shirt and light blue wide-leg pants, her long hair loose, looking lazy and casual.

She sat down in front of Ding Heng and casually picked up the white wine on the table and swirled it gently.

"Oh, so early in the morning, you've drunk yourself into a stupor?"

Lin Man glanced at Bai Ma's still flushed face and laughed, "Is it any good, little sister?"

"Who's failing!"

Baima straightened her back and raised her voice: "I'm just a little dizzy, not fully awake, not drunk!"

"Okay, okay, you're not drunk."

Lin Man gave a perfunctory response.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other girls walked in one after another.

Zhao Yanxi wore a cream-colored short-sleeved shirt paired with a blue pleated skirt, making her look refreshing and energetic.

She wore a light pink tracksuit, her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she had no makeup on; she looked sweet and cute.

Hua Qing appeared last, wearing a moon-white modified Hanfu dress, her long hair half-up, still exuding a cool and aloof air.

Five girls gathered together, one in white, one in pink, and one in blue, each beautiful in their own way.

Zhao Yanxi plopped down next to Ding Heng and took a sip of the white wine in front of him.

"Brother Ding Heng, what are the plans for today?"

"Let's talk about it when the tour guide arrives."

"A tour guide?"

"Lin Man's friend."

Zhao Yanxi turned to look at Lin Man, and Lin Man looked up when she heard this.

"My friend is of mixed Chinese and Swiss descent and works in finance in Zurich. He happened to be on vacation these past few days, so he showed us around."

Is it reliable?

"She's reliable; she's lived here for several years and knows the area well."

As they were talking, Lin Man's phone vibrated.

"She's arrived, I'll go pick her up."

A few minutes later, Lin Man led a woman into the room.

He was about 1.7 meters tall, with deep-set, three-dimensional features, clearly showing both Asian and European characteristics.

Let me introduce it to you.

Lin Man stepped aside, making room for her: "Lisa, Chinese name Fei Yi. She is of mixed Chinese and Swiss descent; her father is Chinese and her mother is Swiss."

Lisa waved to everyone with a smile: "Hello everyone, you can call me Lisa or Xiaoyi, either is fine."

"Hello, Sister Lisa."

Zhao Yanxi was the first to respond, and she was very sweet-talking.

The others simply exchanged a few polite words...

Lisa's gaze swept over the girls, finally settling on Ding Heng.

"Is this the boss you mentioned, Xiaoman?"

Ding Heng stood up and extended his hand: "Hello, Ding Heng."

Hello, hello.

Lisa grasped Ding Heng's hand, her smile bright: "Xiaoman has mentioned you to me many times, saying that you opened an investment company in Hong Kong and that you are young and promising."

"You're welcome, it's nothing."

"modesty."

Lisa let go of his hand and followed the others to the hotel coffee shop to take a seat.

The waiter came over, and Lisa ordered a coffee in fluent German.

Zhao Yanxi asked curiously, "Sister Lisa, how many languages ​​do you speak?"

"Hmm... about four or five, but my dad is Chinese, so I spoke Chinese at home when I was a child. Chinese is still my mother tongue."

Lisa explained, "After graduating from university and going to Switzerland, I gradually learned to speak English and German."

"So what kind of work do you do now?"

"Working as a client manager at a private bank."

Lisa shrugged: "To put it bluntly, it's just managing money for rich people, it's incredibly boring."

Zhao Yanxi blinked, not quite understanding what the concept of "managing money for rich people" meant, but it sounded impressive.

Lin Man interjected at the opportune moment: "Lisa worked at Credit Suisse for a few years before moving to a family office that specializes in serving high-net-worth clients."

"Credit Suisse?"

Wenjing asked quietly, "What is Credit Suisse?"

Credit Suisse, a globally renowned investment bank.

Hua Qing rarely spoke up to explain, but after she finished, she lowered her head to drink water, as if she was annoyed that she had spoken too much and shown off.

She didn't really understand either; she only remembered it when her teammates talked about a certain ex-boyfriend back in the capital.

Wenjing said "Oh," as if she understood but not quite.

Lisa took a sip of her coffee and glanced at the girls again.

"Mr. Ding, you and them..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the curiosity in her eyes was impossible to hide.

One man and five women went on a trip abroad; their relationship seemed anything but ordinary.

There was a moment of silence on the table.

Zhao Yanxi picked up her coffee cup and pretended not to hear.

Wenjing lowered her head and fiddled with the napkin.

Hua Qing remained expressionless, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.

Bai Ma wanted to speak, but Ding Heng stopped her with a look.

Lin Man spoke first: "Ding Heng is my boss, and the others are my friends. They all happen to be free, so we came out to have some fun together."

Lin Man didn't want to explain the complicated relationships between the people, and tried to simply brush it off.

"friend?"

Kris couldn't contain her curiosity. Surely all five women and one man were friends?

Her gaze finally settled on Baima.

From the moment she entered the coffee shop, she noticed that the little girl interacted the most with Ding Heng.

Just now, when Ding Heng was ordering coffee, Bai Ma leaned over to look at the menu. The two of them were whispering to each other, their heads close together.

Baima pointed at the menu, and Ding Heng patiently translated for her, occasionally making a joke that made Baima laugh.

Lisa asked curiously, "Mr. Ding and Baima are...?"

"No, no, no!"

Baima waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "I'm his sister!"

Lisa blinked: "Sister?"

"Yes! My sister! Although we're not related by blood..."

Pema emphasized, "And I'm already an adult! Eighteen! Not a little girl!"

Lisa was amused by her eagerness to clarify and quickly waved her hand, "Sorry, sorry, I'm sorry."

Baima shrank back into her seat, picked up the water glass in front of her, and took a big gulp.

Ding Heng reached out and gently patted her head: "What's the rush? They didn't say anything."

"Who's getting impatient...?"

Baima muttered softly, a blush still lingering on her face.

Lin Man changed the subject at the right moment: "Lisa, what are your plans for today? Show us around!"

Lisa immediately perked up.

"I know Zurich well. Where would you like to go? Shopping on Bahnhofstrasse? Or strolling around the Old Town? Or taking a walk by the lake?"

Aside from work clients, Lisa doesn't have many friends on weekdays, so it's understandable that she gets excited when a large group of Chinese friends suddenly appear in front of her.

Ding Heng replied, "Let's look around, we have a whole day anyway."

"OK."

Lisa stood up: "Let's go then, Xiaoman's rented car is at the door."

Lin Man rented a silver-gray Mercedes-Benz MPV, which was spacious and clean.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to squeeze in and took a seat in the middle row by the window.

Wenjing sat down next to her, Huaqing sat in the last row, and Linman sat in the passenger seat.

Bai Ma wanted to sit in the back row with Ding Heng, but Zhao Yanxi pulled her over.

"Pema, sit here, let's have a chat."

"Oh……"

Baima reluctantly sat down next to Zhao Yanxi.

Ding Heng was the last to board the bus and sat down next to Hua Qing.

The car slowly drove out of the hotel and merged into the streets of Zurich.

The group stopped near Hof Street, got out of the car, and began to stroll around.

Bai Ma followed at the back of the group, showing little interest in the luxury goods in the shop window, her gaze occasionally falling on Ding Heng.

He was taking pictures of Zhao Yanxi with his camera, half-squatting to find the right angle. Her profile showed strong features and a distinct jawline.

"Brother."

Baima seized the opportunity to sidle up to Ding Heng and tug at his sleeve.

Ding Heng put down his camera: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to chat with you."

"What are you going to talk about?"

"casual."

The two walked side by side, putting some distance between themselves and the girls in front of them.

Baima suddenly asked, "Brother, what do you think of Sister Lisa?"

"It's alright, they're quite enthusiastic."

Do you think she's pretty?

"It's alright."

"Brother, is 'okay' all you can say?"

Baima stopped and looked up at him: "Don't you like her mixed-race looks?"

Ding Heng continued walking forward: "Why are you asking this?"

"Just curious."

"Don't be so curious, they have nothing to do with us."

"I was just asking casually."

Baima caught up with Ding Heng again, her two short legs moving incredibly fast.

For some reason, now whenever a beautiful woman appears around Ding Heng, she becomes extremely wary, just like with the tutor last time.

Bai Ma had a strong intuition that if Shen Ruoqing was allowed to teach Wen Shu, she would eventually end up teaching Ding Heng in bed.

"Brother."

"What now?"

"Have you noticed that Sister Man is especially happy today?"

Ding Heng glanced at Lin Man, who was walking ahead.

She was holding Zhao Yanxi's arm, pointing at a piece of clothing in the shop window and talking to her, her smile bright, and she did seem more relaxed than usual.

"Maybe it's because he saw an old friend, so he was in a good mood."

"yes……"

Baima dragged out the melody.

She felt that Lin Man's condition was off today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

The group strolled along Bahnhofstrasse for nearly two hours. Zhao Yanxi bought a pair of shoes and a silk scarf, Wen Jing bought a light jacket, and Hua Qing bought a sun hat.

Lin Man didn't buy anything, but she did pick out a pair of sunglasses for Lisa, saying it was a gift for them when they met.

At noon, Lisa took them to a restaurant hidden in an alley in the old town.

"This shop has been open for over 80 years and has been run by three generations."

Lisa explained, "Swiss cooking is really terrible, but this place is pretty good. You should give it a try."

After everyone was seated, Lisa communicated with the waiter in German and ordered food for seven people.

Zhao Yanxi picked up her knife and fork and asked curiously, "Sister Lisa, how long have you been living here?"

"It's been on and off for over a decade."

Lisa picked up her glass and took a sip: "In the past, I would come back for four or five months every year. After graduating from university, my family arranged for me to work and live here permanently, and it's been three years now."

What's it like living in Switzerland?

"To be honest, it's pretty boring..."

Lisa put down her glass and said with a sigh, "Those who like quiet can come over, but I'm someone who likes excitement. Once I've earned enough money, I'll probably go back to live in China."

The dishes were served one after another, and everyone ate and chatted.

After the meal, the group continued to stroll around.

By four o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight began to shift westward.

Lisa led everyone back to the car, preparing to return to the hotel to rest.

Lin Man spoke up at the right moment: "Lisa, are you free later? I'd like to talk to you alone."

Lisa suddenly slowed down and glanced at Ding Heng in the rearview mirror.

"OK."

The car stopped in front of the hotel, and everyone got out one after another.

Zhao Yanxi pulled Wenjing into the hotel, Hua Qing followed behind, and Bai Ma was the last to get out of the car. She looked back at Ding Heng, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Go."

Ding Heng waved his hand at her.

Baima said "Oh" and jogged to catch up with the girls.

Lisa drove the car to a small road behind the hotel, turned off the engine, unbuckled her seatbelt, and turned to face Ding Heng and Lin Man in the back seat.

"Shall we talk in the car, or find a more formal place?"

Lisa crossed her arms and spoke casually.

Lin Man asked, "Lisa, how are things going at your current company?"

"It's alright, how so?"

Have you considered collaborating?

Lisa blinked but didn't say anything.

Lin Man continued, "You know that the boss owns an investment company in Hong Kong. The business is just starting out and needs some overseas resources. You've been in Switzerland for so many years, and you're more familiar with our client resources and banking channels than we are, so I was wondering if you'd be interested in collaborating."

Lisa was silent for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.

"Xiaoman, you came all the way to Switzerland just for this?"

"Otherwise what?"

"I thought you just wanted to hang out with me."

Lisa shook her head, her tone helpless: "I finally got two days off, can you please stop bringing up work for everything?"

Lin Man didn't respond, waiting for her to continue.

Lisa, however, began to change the subject.

"Let me tell you, everything is expensive in Zurich. Rent is expensive, food is expensive, transportation is expensive, even breathing is taxed. After paying the mortgage, insurance, and daily expenses, I don't have much money left from my monthly salary."

She got more and more excited as she talked.

"And the people here, how should I put it... they're not unfriendly, they're just too distant. You can work with them for three years and they'll still treat you politely, without even asking where you live. If you want to ask someone out for dinner on the weekend, you have to ask a week in advance, and they still might not be available."

Lin Man listened quietly without interrupting.

Lisa continued, "And the food is even worse. There are only a few traditional Swiss dishes: cheese fondue, roasted pork knuckle, potato pancakes... You get tired of them after a couple of days. Every time I go back to China, the first thing I do is find a roadside stall and have some skewers. That's what real food is."

She suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.

"By the way, I heard you say there's a chef in the team?"

"Yes, Wenjing, you cook very well."

"Can I mooch a meal?"

Lisa clasped her hands together and said longingly, "I haven't had a proper Chinese meal in so long, I'm craving it so badly."

Lin Man was both amused and exasperated: "Can't you be serious for once?"

She could tell that Lisa didn't think her and Ding Heng's so-called investment company was reliable at all, so she kept changing the subject to avoid awkwardness between them.

They work in finance; friends can remain friends as long as they don't talk about money, but once money is mentioned... then there's no room for sentimentality.

"I'm very serious!"

Lisa looked completely innocent: "Eating isn't proper? What's proper?"

Ding Heng sat in the back seat and didn't say a word the whole time.

Lin Man took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm.

"Lisa, I'm serious."

"I'm serious."

Lisa sighed.

Unable to get rid of Lin Man, she simply asked Ding Heng directly, "Mr. Ding, did you send Xiao Man to find me?"

I guess so.

Ding Heng did not deny it.

Lin Man had spoken with him beforehand, and he had agreed.

Lisa clicked her tongue twice: "Xiaoman, are you blinded by love?"

Lin Man frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You believe everything a man says? And you're even trying to take advantage of me?"

Lisa said flippantly, "You've been in school too long and haven't entered the workforce. You don't know how hard it is to make money these days. The Hong Kong financial sector is in a complete mess right now; so many investment companies are going bankrupt or laying off staff. Where would a student like him get his connections?"

From Lisa's perspective, Lin Man was most likely tricked by Ding Heng into setting her sights on her.

Lin Man didn't say anything, but looked down and took out her phone from her bag. She swiped a few times and handed the screen to Lisa.

"See for yourself."

Lisa took it and glanced at it.

It is a financial statement.

Hengbai Capital's returns, asset size, client composition, and other data since its inception are all clearly and transparently presented.

Lisa's gaze shifted from doubt to surprise, and from surprise to disbelief.

She looked up at Ding Heng: "Really? You... Buffett?"

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Just lucky."

Lisa handed the phone back to Lin Man, leaned back in her chair, and began to think seriously.

If this data is true, it not only demonstrates Ding Heng's abilities but also suggests that he likely has powerful connections behind him.

In today's market, no matter how skilled you are, you can't outmaneuver someone who draws candlestick charts by hand; information is always the most important thing.

Thinking about it more carefully, Lin Man really doesn't seem like someone who's blinded by love...

Moreover, the expenses for their trip to Switzerland are considerable, and Lin Man alone cannot afford them.

This indicates that Ding Heng has some capital...

After careful consideration, Lisa switched into work mode: "How would you like to collaborate?"

Lin Man began, "You work in private banking in Switzerland, so you should have quite a few high-net-worth clients. These clients have a need for asset allocation, but recently, investment channels in Europe have been limited, and the returns are generally mediocre."

Lisa didn't speak, waiting for him to continue.

"I can provide investment channels and profit sharing. You are responsible for connecting with clients and following all the proper channels and procedures."

Lin Man said calmly, "We can discuss the specific ratio later."

Lisa thought for a moment: "I need to report to the company."

"Can."

"In addition, I need to see a more detailed investment strategy and risk control model."

"no problem."

Lisa nodded and then looked at Lin Man.

"Xiaoman, is this the main reason you came to Switzerland this time?"

"Not entirely."

Lin Man said casually, "I'll accompany the boss on a trip while I'm at it."

The word "accompany" alone is enough to explain the problem.

Lisa clicked her tongue twice again, then pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The car fell silent.

Lin Man turned her head: "Boss, am I being a bit presumptuous?"

"no."

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, his tone flat: "You did a good job."

For Ding Heng, the involvement of Lisa's funds was actually an uncontrollable risk.

But... it's rare to see Lin Man with such good intentions.

Lin Man pursed her lips and remained silent.

Ding Heng continued, "Actually, you don't need to prove anything. You've already done enough."

Lin Man smiled and said in a charming tone, "I just think that the bigger the boss's company gets, the higher my salary will be."

Ding Heng looked at her but didn't expose her.

Lin Man had indeed put a lot of thought into this trip to Switzerland.

From itinerary planning to hotel booking, from tour guides to business negotiations, everything was arranged perfectly.

She didn't just want to be his "secretary".

So she specifically invited Lisa here today, wanting to try and prove to him that she can do more.

She did not only use her looks to please men.

And truly tie yourself to his ship, not only by giving your body, but also by proving your abilities.

"Lin Man".

"Um?"

"If Lisa Zhenla invests, what reward would you like?"

Lin Man blinked, her smile alluring.

"Boss, why are you always thinking about rewards when you're working for the boss?"

Ding Heng didn't say anything, but reached out and gently rubbed her head.

Lin Man was stunned.

Unlike usual, when Ding Heng placed his hand on her head today, it was as if it were a silent form of approval.

She lowered her eyes.

"Boss, I..."

"Let's go."

Ding Heng withdrew his hand and opened the car door: "When you're on vacation, just enjoy the vacation. Don't keep thinking about work."

Lin Man hummed in agreement and obediently complied.

She suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.

"By the way, I heard you say there's a chef in the team?"

"Yes, Wenjing, you cook very well."

"Can I mooch a meal?"

Lisa clasped her hands together and said longingly, "I haven't had a proper Chinese meal in so long, I'm craving it so badly."

Lin Man was both amused and exasperated: "Can't you be serious for once?"

She could tell that Lisa didn't think her and Ding Heng's so-called investment company was reliable at all, so she kept changing the subject to avoid awkwardness between them.

They work in finance; friends can remain friends as long as they don't talk about money, but once money is mentioned... then there's no room for sentimentality.

"I'm very serious!"

Lisa looked completely innocent: "Eating isn't proper? What's proper?"

Ding Heng sat in the back seat and didn't say a word the whole time.

Lin Man took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm.

"Lisa, I'm serious."

"I'm serious."

Lisa sighed.

Unable to get rid of Lin Man, she simply asked Ding Heng directly, "Mr. Ding, did you send Xiao Man to find me?"

I guess so.

Ding Heng did not deny it.

Lin Man had spoken with him beforehand, and he had agreed.

Lisa clicked her tongue twice: "Xiaoman, are you blinded by love?"

Lin Man frowned: "What do you mean?"

"You believe everything a man says? And you're even trying to take advantage of me?"

Lisa said flippantly, "You've been in school too long and haven't entered the workforce. You don't know how hard it is to make money these days. The Hong Kong financial sector is in a complete mess right now; so many investment companies are going bankrupt or laying off staff. Where would a student like him get his connections?"

From Lisa's perspective, Lin Man was most likely tricked by Ding Heng into setting her sights on her.

Lin Man didn't say anything, but looked down and took out her phone from her bag. She swiped a few times and handed the screen to Lisa.

"See for yourself."

Lisa took it and glanced at it.

It is a financial statement.

Hengbai Capital's returns, asset size, client composition, and other data since its inception are all clearly and transparently presented.

Lisa's gaze shifted from doubt to surprise, and from surprise to disbelief.

She looked up at Ding Heng: "Really? You... Buffett?"

Ding Heng smiled and said, "Just lucky."

Lisa handed the phone back to Lin Man, leaned back in her chair, and began to think seriously.

If this data is true, it not only demonstrates Ding Heng's abilities but also suggests that he likely has powerful connections behind him.

In today's market, no matter how skilled you are, you can't outmaneuver someone who draws candlestick charts by hand; information is always the most important thing.

Thinking about it more carefully, Lin Man really doesn't seem like someone who's blinded by love...

Moreover, the expenses for their trip to Switzerland are considerable, and Lin Man alone cannot afford them.

This indicates that Ding Heng has some capital...

After careful consideration, Lisa switched into work mode: "How would you like to collaborate?"

Lin Man began, "You work in private banking in Switzerland, so you should have quite a few high-net-worth clients. These clients have a need for asset allocation, but recently, investment channels in Europe have been limited, and the returns are generally mediocre."

Lisa didn't speak, waiting for him to continue.

"I can provide investment channels and profit sharing. You are responsible for connecting with clients and following all the proper channels and procedures."

Lin Man said calmly, "We can discuss the specific ratio later."

Lisa thought for a moment: "I need to report to the company."

"Can."

"In addition, I need to see a more detailed investment strategy and risk control model."

"no problem."

Lisa nodded and then looked at Lin Man.

"Xiaoman, is this the main reason you came to Switzerland this time?"

"Not entirely."

Lin Man said casually, "I'll accompany the boss on a trip while I'm at it."

The word "accompany" alone is enough to explain the problem.

Lisa clicked her tongue twice again, then pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The car fell silent.

Lin Man turned her head: "Boss, am I being a bit presumptuous?"

"no."

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, his tone flat: "You did a good job."

For Ding Heng, the involvement of Lisa's funds was actually an uncontrollable risk.

But... it's rare to see Lin Man with such good intentions.

Lin Man pursed her lips and remained silent.

Ding Heng continued, "Actually, you don't need to prove anything. You've already done enough."

Lin Man smiled and said in a charming tone, "I just think that the bigger the boss's company gets, the higher my salary will be."

Ding Heng looked at her but didn't expose her.

Lin Man had indeed put a lot of thought into this trip to Switzerland.

From itinerary planning to hotel booking, from tour guides to business negotiations, everything was arranged perfectly.

She didn't just want to be his "secretary".

So she specifically invited Lisa here today, wanting to try and prove to him that she can do more.

She did not only use her looks to please men.

And truly tie yourself to his ship, not only by giving your body, but also by proving your abilities.

"Lin Man".

"Um?"

"If Lisa Zhenla invests, what reward would you like?"

Lin Man blinked, her smile alluring.

"Boss, why are you always thinking about rewards when you're working for the boss?"

Ding Heng didn't say anything, but reached out and gently rubbed her head.

Lin Man was stunned.

Unlike usual, when Ding Heng placed his hand on her head today, it was as if it were a silent form of approval.

She lowered her eyes.

"Boss, I..."

"Let's go."

Ding Heng withdrew his hand and opened the car door: "When you're on vacation, just enjoy the vacation. Don't keep thinking about work."

Lin Man hummed in agreement and obediently complied.