As soon as she heard there was a billion in the card, the receptionist was also stunned.
Although Jiangling City was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, with many wealthy people, there were only a few with a cash flow of ten billion.
She scrutinized Yang ifeng from head to toe, a set of a thousand-yuan-ish Brother and Sister brand dress, a gold necklace with a jade pendant around her neck, and her bag was just dostic rchandise worth a few hundred bucks. All in all, she appeared to be nothing more than middle-class.
Could soone like her really have ten billion in her card?
However, she vaguely rembered seeing that card sowhere before but couldn’t recall where at that mont.
"You bunch of poor trash, you’re just jealous of , aren’t you?"
Yang ifeng was no wimp; as soon as she heard the people around her gossiping, she imdiately stood with hands on hips, head held high, and declared, "Wait until the bank manager arrives, I will withdraw the entire ten billion!"
"Then you’ll see just how shocking ten billion in cash can be!"
"Why are you staring at ? Staring won’t help; I’m a billionaire, and as for you losers, I don’t even care for you. If I wanted to keep a man, I’d find one of those fresh young faces from the TV shows..."
Seeing Yang ifeng getting more and more excited, the surrounding crowd snickered even more.
As the saying goes, the rich do not flaunt their wealth, and the poor do not flaunt their struggles. Who in this society would openly claim they had ten billion in their account in front of so many people?
Even if they did, weren’t they worried about attracting malicious intent?
At this ti, the receptionist beca more convinced of her own thoughts: this lady must be here to cause trouble. Her expression darkened, and her tone lost its initial respect, "Ma’am, if you are here to take a number for service, I can help you, but if you are deliberately causing a disturbance..."
Slap!
Before the receptionist could finish, Yang ifeng slapped her across the face, "You little bitch! Who gave you the courage to talk to like that?"
"I have a ten billion deposit in your bank! I’m a top-tier VIP custor!"
"Do you believe that I can have the bank manager fire you right now?"
Yang ifeng was a fierce character at ho, and with Mo Han’s card in her possession, she truly saw herself as a super VIP, so she didn’t even put a receptionist in her eyes.
The young lady’s face bore the mark of five fingers, and her tears instantly stread down.
The onlookers imdiately beca displeased, especially the young n, who were itching to step forward and teach the woman a lesson.
"What’s going on here!"
At that mont, a man ca down from the second-floor corridor, none other than the branch manager of the comrcial bank, Chen Xinfan.
Branch Manager Chen, dressed in a crisp suit, sporting a standard 7:3 side-parted hairstyle, and wearing gold-rimd glasses on his nose, appeared gentle and refined.
But at that mont, his brow was furrowed, his tone neither light nor heavy, conveying an air of authority without anger.
"Branch Manager Chen, it’s not my fault, this client started hitting , she slapped my face," the receptionist approached, covering half of her face, crying as she spoke, "The clients present can all testify for ."
The crowd responded one after another:
"That’s right! We saw with our own eyes, it was that vicious woman who hit first!"
"Poor girl, she is so diligent at her job and so well-mannered, yet she was beaten up by this woman for no good reason."
"You’re the manager, you need to seek justice for your employee!"
Branch Manager Chen nodded, his hands clasped behind his back as he walked over to Yang ifeng, his voice ice cold, "Ma’am, why did you hit our bank’s staff without any reason?"
"If you don’t give a satisfactory explanation today, I will imdiately call the police!"
"You’re in charge of this bank, aren’t you?"
Yang ifeng laughed. She took out the Black Gold Card in her hand and waggled it in front of Branch Manager Chen, saying slowly, "You should recognize this card, shouldn’t you? There’s over ten billion in it!"
Ten billion?
Branch Manager Chen snorted coldly, sowhat skeptical, but his expression froze when he saw the Black Gold Card in her hand.
This Black Gold Card was not an ordinary bank card, but a super VIP card issued by the comrcial bank to its privileged clients.
Those who held this card could overdraft up to five billion, with three years to repay it.
In the whole of Jiangling City, only the Tang Corporation had three of them.
And now one appeared in this lady’s hand?
His heart chilled, and suddenly his voice turned respectful, "Ma’am, may I have your surna?"
Seeing Branch Manager Chen’s change of attitude, Yang Guifeng grew even more arrogant, "My surna is Yang, i Feng is my na. What’s the problem? Is there an issue?"
i Feng?
It seed the Tang Corporation did not have such a person, did they?
Acting on the principle of caution, Branch Manager Chen imdiately stepped forward, gave a respectful bow, and then said, "Ms. Yang, I apologize for the disturbance, the area is a bit noisy. How about we sit in my office to discuss how we may assist you?"
With that, he discreetly signaled the receptionist to disappear quickly.
Given Yang ifeng’s notorious temper, she would undoubtedly slap the receptionist twice more given the chance; but now, eager to get her money, she couldn’t be bothered to fuss over it.
The onlookers, seeing Branch Manager Chen actually escorting Yang ifeng inside, were dumbstruck.
Could it be? This woman actually had ten billion?
Is this the quality of the wealthy nowadays?
Once in the branch manager’s office, Chen Xinfan imdiately arranged for his staff to prepare a fine cup of Dragon Well green tea.
Yang ifeng wasted no ti, flopping down on the cal-colored sofa, crossing her legs, picking up the tea cup and taking a delicate sip, "Xiao Chen, I want to withdraw the ten billion from this card, any problems with that?"
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