took the time to meet Pol, Yang Yi was still very satisfied, satisfied with Pol's attitude.

Bol was very careful in Frankfurt, and he now recognized his identity, although he couldn't call Yang Yi a boss or boss like everyone else, but at least Bol no longer regarded himself as a big boss.

And Pol is really good at financial management, and his attitude towards money is correct enough, Yang Yi is really a little moved about whether to hand over the money to Pol.

Think about it, if you give Pol 100 million, Bol dares to guarantee that he will earn at least 20 million a year, this temptation is too great.

But Yang Yi still has to wait, the financial affairs are back, and the main purpose of his coming to Frankfurt is to be an intelligence analyst.

However, the first time they arrived in Frankfurt was not to look for Hans, but to find Pol, the only reason was that Yang Yi and they arrived on Sunday, Hans did not go to work and Anton did not know where Hans's home was.

But today is Monday, the stock exchange is open, and investment banks are on duty as normal.

The water organization needed an intelligence analyst, and now an equity analyst.

To be able to call it a teacher, it must have made some achievements, Hans has his own office, and if outsiders want to see it, they have to make an appointment.

"Are you sure Hans. Schneider didn't change his name? ”

"Not sure, but I don't think he should have changed his name."

"So are you sure he works at this bank?"

"I was sure five years ago, I'm not sure now, but just ask."

Yang Yi exhaled, and then he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll ask!" ”

Investment banks are different from ordinary commercial banks in that there are no bank counters, just office halls and separate offices.

Yang Yi walked to the front desk and smiled at a female receptionist in her twenties at the front desk and said, "Hello, I want to find Hans. Mr. Schneider. ”

Yang Yi speaks English, and the receptionist is also fluent in English.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Yang Yi shook his head, and then he smiled and said, "I didn't have an appointment, but can you give Mr. Schneider a call?" He must have been happy to see me. ”

The receptionist at the front desk smiled professionally and said, "Sorry, if you have Mr. Schneider's phone number, you can contact him yourself, if you don't have a phone, I can't contact Mr. Schneider for you, because Mr. Schneider does not handle private business." ”

Yang Yi didn't give up, he said with a very confident and charming smile: "Please, do me a favor, please believe me, Mr. Schneider will definitely be very happy with my visit, just help make a phone call, okay?" ”

"Sorry, I can't, do you have anything else?"

The meaning of the reception lady at the front desk is obvious, there is nothing else to say, please go farther, so Yang Yi's confident and charming smile and his handsome face are useless.

At this moment, Anton walked to the front of the stage, knocked on the table, and said in German: "Hello. ”

Yang Yi felt that Anton's smile was normal, his face was not very handsome, he was dressed up, to be honest, it was like that, but the ghost knows why the reception smiled at Anton was not so professional.

Anton is obviously treated like a handsome guy when a woman sees him.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, Anton is obviously not handsome.

Yang Yi was not jealous of Anton, he just felt unpleasant from the bottom of his heart.

So it must have been the hostess who was blind, that's all.

Anton and the hostess chatted happily, and the two of them chatted endlessly in German, and then even another hostess in her thirties at the front desk couldn't help but join in the chat.

After Anton said for five minutes, the older hostess suddenly laughed a few words, and then she picked up the phone, and her actions made the younger hostess on the side vaguely unhappy, just the kind of displeasure that comes from being preemptively done what she wants to do.

Anyway, although these two women have a problem with their taste, and they are likely to be blind, at least Anton did the thing, and Yang Yi's dissatisfaction immediately turned into appreciation for Anton.

Soon, the older receptionist gave the phone to Anton, and after Anton took the phone, he said a word in German, and then gave the phone to the receptionist again.

Then, Yang Yi and Anton left the front desk, and they went to Hans's office.

After leaving the front desk, Yang Yi finally said, "What did you say to them?" ”

Anton smiled and said, "I didn't say anything." ”

Yang Yi squinted at Anton and said, "Brother, are you very proud?" ”

Anton shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just said that I was an old friend with Hans, but only old friends from many years ago, and then I didn't mention Hans, and instead talked to the woman about her makeup, mainly compliments." ”

"That's it? Are you talking to a woman at work about makeup? ”

"Yes."

"Is that okay?"

"Any questions?"

"I'm just surprised, what did you say to Hans to get him to agree to meet you?"

"I said it was his colleague at Berlin Normannstrasse 7 and wanted to meet him."

"What's that?"

"Stasi HQ."

"Oh......"

Yang Yi said abruptly: "I see, but I'm quite surprised now, Hans. Schneider, as a member of the Stasi, did not change his name. ”

Yang Yi and the others entered the elevator and came to the high-rise office, where Hans was written. Schneider stopped in front of the door, and after only knocking lightly on the door twice, someone inside shouted, "Please come in." ”

Yang Yi pushed the door in, and Anton followed.

The office was not very large, but it was nicely furnished, and behind the desk sat a middle-aged man with a beard and a very beautiful beard.

The middle-aged man stood up and walked to the desk, he looked at Yang Yi and Anton, and quickly locked his eyes on Anton's middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "I don't know you." ”

Anton took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and smiled, "Hello." ”

Hans shook hands with Anton, and then he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing? ”

Anton smiled and said, "I'm the KGB. ”

Hans sighed softly and said, "KGB, it's the KGB, I thought the Federal Bureau for the Protection of the Constitution had found me." ”

Anton smiled: "I am the KGB of the Soviet Union, not the KGB of Russia, which means that to some extent I am the same as you." ”

Hans raised his eyebrows slightly, then he nodded and smiled, "So what shall I call you?" Homosexuals? ”

Anton made a very emotional expression and said: "Comrade, I haven't heard this title for a long time, if you want, you can call me comrade, if you just joke or mock me, forget it." ”