Crossing the Song River, I Lead Liangshan to Engage in Finance

Zhang Bing is the president of a certain bank, with hundreds of billions of assets in hand. The female employee has just taken it. He was swallowing the little blue pill to work hard, and his heart suddenly twitched - when he opened his eyes again, he became Song Jiang. He is short in stature, dark, fat and round, with a monthly salary of thirty taels and less than ten people under his command. The woman he raised outside took advantage of his unconsciousness to get involved with the pretty boy, and even stole his money. But people who have been in the financial industry for twenty years know best how to turn the mess around. Make soap to leverage the first pot of gold, pour salt money to fully understand the policy difference, and send facial cleansing cream to the boudoir of the official wife. While saving money, people and boats, he was waiting for Wang Lun, the sour scholar on Liangshan, who was eight hundred miles away, to cause trouble - because Lin Chong had already arrived. "I can reach the ceiling as a bank president, and as a bandit - I must be the biggest one."