v3 Chapter 795： Anti-customer (1/2)

As soon as Xia Yu came out of the airport, he was surrounded by the subordinates who had been waiting. He didn't stay too much, and directly boarded the car back to his manor.

That day, George Berkeley told Xia Yu's house in detail what happened in the recent period, so that Xia Yu could know.

The next morning, Xia Yu went to Guangming Fund. About an hour after he arrived at the company, Thomson Joyce of Barclays Bank visited again.

After seeing Xia Yu, Thomson Joyce didn't seem surprised. He smiled and shook hands with Xia Yu to say hello: ”This is Mr. Xia, hello, introduce myself, I am the executive vice president of Barclays Bank. , Thomson Joyce.”

”Mr. Thomson, hello, and welcome you!” Xia Yu said with a slight smile, and then invited them to sit down.

”Thank you!”

After Thomson Joyce sat down, Xia Yu looked at him calmly and asked with interest: ”Mr. Thomson, George has already told me about the previous things. Why are you here this time? ?”

Thomson Joyce said with a smile: ”Mr. Xia, I am not here this time for the Royal Bank of Scotland equity matter, but on behalf of my boss to send you an invitation letter, and he wants to meet you.”

Xia Yu's eyes became deep, and he looked at the delicate invitation that Thomson Joyce took out of his bag and presented with both hands.

He took it, his eyes were instantly attracted by the signature name in the lower right corner.

Rohill!

The inscription is in English, and there is no specific person. This is an invitation issued on behalf of the Rothier family.

Xia Yu calmly looked at the content of the invitation letter, which was very concise and clear, and invited him to the Rothschild family castle at 3 o'clock the day after tomorrow.

After reading it, Xia Yu closed the invitation letter and placed it gently on the table.

Seeing Xia Yu's expressionless face when he didn't answer, Thomson Joyce frowned slightly, and he felt lost. Thinking of the task solemnly confessed by his boss, he immediately asked: ”Mr. Xia, I don't know what you mean? ”

Xia Yu smiled and said, ”I'm just thinking, I don't seem to have a chance to choose? Now that you have set the time, why not set the location?”

Although the Rohill family is a huge monster, he doesn't necessarily have to kneel and lick. The Rohill family caused trouble for him and forced him to come to London. Now he still wants him to go to the Rohill family residence.

Oh, really think he Xia Yu is a puppet? No temper?

The aura is a wonderful thing, invisible and intangible, but in many cases it is an extremely critical factor.

If he was taken by the Roshir family every time and went to the Roshir family, he would have no room for resistance, and he would fall behind in his aura.

The Roshir family wants to talk to him, yes, but it depends on what to talk about and how to talk.

The Roshir family wanted to test him. Of course, he could also test the Roshir family's attitude. Now this change of location is an opportunity.

It depends on what the Roshir family wants. Xia Yu's situation is not suitable for conflict with the Roshir family, but he may not dare to fight with them. The key is whether it is necessary to do this!

Thomson Joyce didn't expect Xia Yu to make such a request, and he looked at Xia Yu with embarrassment.

Although he is the executive vice president of Barclays Bank, Barclays Bank is only an industry controlled by the Rohill family. He is not the president of the bank. How can he make decisions for the Rohill family?

Xia Yu also understood his embarrassment, so he smiled and said, ”Mr. Thomson, you can't be the master. You might as well tell your boss what I mean. The time is as you can tell, and the location is the Hilton Hotel in the City of London.”

Hearing Xia Yu's words, George Berkeley, who had been listening quietly, twitched his mouth and almost couldn't help laughing.

What a familiar scene. A few days ago, Thomson Joyce also reported to his boss that he could not be the master, and now the boss Xia Yu directly found him back.

At this moment, his heart felt refreshed. Seeing Thomson Joyce's ugly face, George Berkeley couldn't help laughing.

Thomson Joyce took a deep breath, nodded and said, ”Okay, Mr. Xia, I will tell my boss what you mean.”

”Then I won't bother!”

After speaking, Thomson Joyce and others got up and left without having their butts sitting hot.

After a while, George Berkeley, who gave him away, returned to the office. He smiled and asked, ”Boss, do you say they will agree?”