Chapter 895: 891. What Kind of Good Thing Are You Dreaming Of? (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

The plane landed. After Zhang Ran and his group got off the plane, they were in no hurry to go to the Swiss Bank, but instead took a good stroll around the area.

Things were not so urgent that they had to be done in a single moment.

Zhang Ran actually rarely had the opportunity to stroll around like this, experiencing different local customs and cultures.

Whether in the past or now, Zhang Ran had actually always been very busy; whenever he came here or to other places, it was always in a rush.

Now, taking advantage of this opportunity to have a good look around here was also a rather nice experience.

He walked around the streets casually with a group of people, chatting and laughing, buying small items from time to time, such as hats, scarves, and other things with local flair.

Others might not know, but Huo Zhiyuan was having a great time; the smile on her face never once faded along the way.

The next morning, Zhang Ran was not in a hurry to check on those things of his; there was no rush for this. No matter what one does, it is always good to show courtesy before resorting to force; it makes one appear polite.

If the Swiss Bank was very cooperative this time, then Zhang Ran would not deliberately embarrass them. If things were truly missing later, he would just have them provide compensation.

Therefore, he first went to visit the Chairman of the Swiss Bank, Aosituo.

This time, Zhang Ran only brought He Qing and Yin Long along; the superficial courtesies were performed very thoroughly.

"Mr. Zhang, I have long admired your name." Aosituo had a relatively good understanding of Huaxia culture and began to exchange pleasantries with Zhang Ran right from the start.

He looked as if he were very familiar with Zhang Ran, but in reality, Zhang Ran had never even met him before.

"Hello, Mr. Aosituo," Zhang Ran also greeted him with a smile.

"Please, sit."

Both sides were very polite.

"Mr. Zhang, would you like to try the pastries I made?" Aosituo said with a smile.

He was resting at home today and happened to have made some pastries. Regarding this point about Westerners, Zhang Ran actually admired it quite a bit.

Work is work, and life is life; they rarely mix work and life together.

For someone like Aosituo, in Huaxia, it is rare for them to do things by hand themselves; most of their time is spent busy with work.

Zhang Ran picked up a piece of pastry, took a bite, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Excellent."

"Thank you."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Aosituo also knew that Zhang Ran must have come for a reason this time, and he had pretty much guessed it.

After all, what Zhang Ran did over at the South Bank could not be hidden from these people.

It was very simple for them to inquire about it, or rather, there was no need to inquire at all; by now, the news of Zhang Ran and his group had already spread far and wide.

Anyone with even a slight connection basically already knew.

"Mr. Zhang, you didn't just come here for a vacation this time, did you?" Aosituo said with a smile.

Zhang Ran nodded and said, "Just as you said, there are indeed some matters I would like to ask the Swiss Bank for help with."

"If there is anything we can help with, please speak your mind, Mr. Zhang. As long as we can help, we will certainly not refuse." Aosituo seemed very enthusiastic.

But everyone knew that this was actually just an excuse.

Zhang Ran said, "I know that the Swiss Bank holds a large number of Oil Bonds issued by the Rhode Family. Now that these bonds have matured, I wonder what plans your bank has?"

"As expected," Aosituo sighed inwardly.

However, he wore a look of confusion on his face and said, "Of course we have them, but these Oil Bonds from the Rhode Family were issued by us in the first place, and over the years, the profits have been quite objective. I wonder what Mr. Zhang means?"

He was playing dumb.

Zhang Ran, however, did not give him the chance to play dumb and said directly, "It is like this: I hope your bank can have the Rhode Family redeem their bonds, after all, the bonds have matured.

Of course, I will also provide some other resources in exchange, and perhaps we can cooperate in the future.

Mr. Aosituo also knows that my business has actually spread quite wide, so I am very short on cash. I hope your bank can lend a helping hand when the time comes."

Zhang Ran spoke beautifully, but in reality, this was an exchange of interests.

And Aosituo was also somewhat tempted; there was no helping it, as the industries Zhang Ran currently held—at least the ones on the surface—were all sunrise industries, each with no small amount of potential.

Not to mention anything else, just the Telecommunications Business he had just secured in the UK; once completed, it would certainly be very profitable.

Moreover, there was one point that was actually worth pondering: whether Zhang Ran could also obtain such business authorizations in other countries in Europe.

Once secured, this business would become a hot commodity.

"I also very much hope to cooperate with Mr. Zhang. As long as Mr. Zhang speaks up, we will provide the greatest assistance.

We have many business dealings with some countries in the European Union, and our relationships are quite good. If possible, we actually have a very good foundation for cooperation," Aosituo said with a smile.

But he did not mention a word about the Oil Bonds.

Zhang Ran smiled. What is this old guy trying to do? Only wants the benefits and doesn't want to do the work? What is he thinking?

"So, Mr. Aosituo agrees?" Zhang Ran said with a smile.

"Of course, what do you call such a thing in your Huaxia language? A match made in heaven? Am I correct?" Aosituo even showed off his knowledge of Huaxia culture.

Zhang Ran said with a smile, "That's good, then we have a pleasant cooperation."

Aosituo reached out his hand and said, "We have a pleasant cooperation."

However, Zhang Ran did not shake his hand, but instead said, "Mr. Aosituo, then when will you announce that the Rhode Family is to redeem the bonds?"

What is this old guy thinking?

Aosituo's expression froze, then he recovered, withdrew his hand calmly, and said seriously, "Mr. Zhang, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

"Hmm? Mr. Aosituo, are you really not understanding or just pretending not to? The premise of our cooperation is this; now you tell me you don't understand? Are you joking with me?" Zhang Ran sneered.

This old guy was playing games with him here, wanting only the benefits without wanting to pay the price—why doesn't he just dream on?

Aosituo said seriously, "Sir, these are two different things. We have a very good foundation for cooperation. As long as we can cooperate, I believe that many businesses actually have good room for development."

"I know," Zhang Ran said expressionlessly.

"Then why not..."

"But I just need you to agree to have the Rhode Family redeem the Oil Bonds," Zhang Ran said.

Aosituo did not even know what to say; this was a condition he could not possibly agree to, as it would damage the reputation of their Swiss Bank.

From the moment they began issuing bonds for the Rhode Family, they had actually already become partners and guarantors, even though that time has now passed.

But in reality, many institutions have only kept them on account of the Swiss Bank's reputation.