Chapter 898: 894. Are You Teaching Me How to Do Things? (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

But now, something of such high value is suddenly missing, and it just so happens to have collided with Zhang Ran.

This let Aosituo know that there was definitely going to be trouble on his end.

"Where is he now?" Aosituo asked, taking a deep breath.

"Mr. Gusitafu has already arranged for Mr. Zhang to rest in the VIP room," the secretary said hurriedly.

Upon hearing this, Aosituo immediately understood Zhang Ran's intentions, took a deep breath, and said, "I understand. Tell Gusitafu that I am coming over now, and have Zhang Ran wait a little longer."

Aosituo was in no mood to admire the gemstones now; Zhang Ran had just left his side and caused such a huge incident, and he certainly understood why.

However, he did not want to compromise just like that; for one, the Rhode Family was indeed a very close partner of theirs.

Over so many years, they had cooperated very well, and it had also brought considerable income to their Swiss Bank.

Not only that, the Rhode Family was also his good friend, as they often sent over some good things.

Both emotionally and logically, he should support the Rhode Family.

So he thought it would be best to resolve the matter perfectly; otherwise, he really did not know how he should make a choice.

After all, this matter was also very difficult to handle.

If it were just an ordinary person, at worst they would pay a little something, or if that didn't work, they would use threats.

Well, such things are actually not rare; after all, for a company, wanting to avoid any incidents that affect the company's reputation is simply impossible.

Even for those companies of Zhang Ran's, over these past two years, under Zhang Ran's strict supervision, some not-so-good things still happened.

However, the subsequent handling was done very well, and the impact was simply not allowed to expand.

The Swiss Bank was the same.

Aosituo put away the gemstones and then quickly rushed to the headquarters.

When he arrived at the VIP room, he saw Zhang Ran drinking tea in a leisurely manner, looking not the least bit anxious.

Seeing Aosituo arrive, Zhang Ran did not stand up, only nodding faintly; now the relationship between the two sides needed to change.

Before, it was Zhang Ran who had requests of Aosituo and the Swiss Bank, but now, it was they who had requests of Zhang Ran.

"Mr. Zhang, I am truly sorry. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. We will definitely handle it well and give you a satisfactory answer," Aosituo said hurriedly as soon as he entered.

Zhang Ran said faintly, "Oh? I wonder what kind of answer you will give me?"

"Uh..." Aosituo saw that Zhang Ran did not look angry at all, and for a moment, he was a bit troubled.

"Mr. Zhang, setting other things aside for now, we will definitely compensate you for what you lost. Regarding the bearer bonds, we will compensate you directly in cash.

As for the three oil paintings by Modesike, we will also help you retrieve them," Aosituo quickly recited the draft he had prepared earlier.

This was also his most ideal compensation plan; wanting to pay no compensation at all was impossible.

If it were an ordinary person, perhaps they could still stall, but this was Zhang Ran, the third richest person in the world.

The resources and influence he commanded were not small.

To tell the truth, this compensation was reasonable; Zhang Ran had only lost money and three oil paintings.

The money was compensated, and they would find the three oil paintings, then give some additional compensation; it was actually not bad.

As for whether the oil paintings could be found, this point actually did not have much difficulty.

The bearer bonds were hard to say; they had certainly been exchanged for cash long ago, which could not be retrieved, but there was no need to look for them either.

After all, that was just money.

The three oil paintings were either still in the hands of the thieves or had already been sold.

Wanting to find the thieves was actually not very difficult; after all, everyone who could open this cabinet was recorded on file.

In fact, there was no need for even that; one only needed to investigate carefully, and those who had access to this place and had suddenly become wealthy over these years could basically be identified as suspects.

If they were still in the hands of the thieves, one could just go and take them back.

If they had been sold, then with the strength of their Swiss Bank, by offering a slightly higher price, he believed the vast majority of people would still give them some face.

After all, to tell the truth, the vast majority of people who collect these artworks actually do so for appreciation and to preserve value.

As for appreciation, of course that existed too, but ninety-nine percent were just for the money.

"I wonder if Mr. Zhang is satisfied with this proposal? If not satisfied, we can still discuss it." At this moment, Aosituo's posture was very low.

There was no help for it; he was not a fool, and angering Zhang Ran at this time was clearly looking for trouble for himself.

Zhang Ran laughed; this guy really thought too beautifully.

"I am very satisfied," Zhang Ran said instead.

Aosituo was stunned himself; he didn't expect Zhang Ran to be so reasonable and agree just like that?

This made even him a bit unable to believe it.

And Zhang Ran did not waste any words with him, standing up directly and saying, "Then I will wait for your good news."

"Mr. Zhang, you..." Aosituo subconsciously blocked Zhang Ran; he really did not expect that things would be so simple.

Yes, it was simple; although this would make them lose a large sum of money, as long as it could be resolved, this was a good thing for Aosituo.

Zhang Ran looked at his outstretched hand and smiled without speaking.

Aosituo also realized he had lost his composure and said hurriedly, "Mr. Zhang, I would like to invite you to a meal, and take the opportunity to apologize to you."

Zhang Ran said with a smile, "Forget it, I still have to meet some people; I have some things to do."

Aosituo instinctively felt something was not quite right and asked subconsciously, "What people is Mr. Zhang going to meet?"

"Why? Do I need to report to you about who I am going to meet?" Zhang Ran's tone suddenly turned cold.

Aosituo said hurriedly, "No, no, no, Mr. Zhang, don't misunderstand. I was just asking."

Who knew that Zhang Ran's expression changed again, and he said with a smile, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I say it. I am preparing to find some reporter friends to supervise your actions; after all, my time is still quite tight."

Once these words were out, Aosituo became nervous all over.

Right now, what they feared most were reporters; if this were publicized, to say nothing else, he would definitely have to be replaced in this position, and the entire bank would suffer an incomparably serious crisis of trust.

This was the most fatal thing; for a bank, if it didn't even have credibility, then it was not far from being finished.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you must absolutely not do this..."

Before Aosituo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Ran's cold face, "What? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Only then did Aosituo realize what it was like for a face to change faster than flipping a book.