At the age of ten, I was a professional prodigal and refused to accept it.

"I'll be there in half an hour, right? Then I'll make preparations right away." Zhang Qian, the bank manager, stood up quickly, because the client on the phone was very important to her.

As for the obese middle-aged man who has saved 5000 million in front of him, it is already dispensable.

However, she has always treated clients with courtesy, even if this client is no longer important, Zhang Qian patiently explained to him.

"Sir, our bank is very competitive now. Just now, another super customer wants to open an account with us. I have to arrange a grand welcome ceremony for the staff. Look, I will handle the business for you as soon as possible. What do you not understand, other managers will explain to you later, what do you think?" Zhang Qian was very polite.

However, this fat middle-aged man is now full of women. The more Zhang Qian said this, the more competitive he was aroused.

"Who, there are still big customers who haven't deposited in Haitang Bank these days? It shouldn't be? The bosses of the Hua family know that Haitang Bank is very rich, and the loan interest rate is low, and the competitiveness is also great."

Another point, this fat middle-aged man didn't say that the salesmen of Haitang Bank are beautiful, and the newly appointed manager is even the best of them.

Zhang Qian could only nod with a smirk, and then quickly explained the deposit business to the middle-aged fat man.

"Tell me who that person is, and I'll see if I know him." The middle-aged fat man thought he knew a lot of people, and unconsciously put his hands closer to Zhang Qian.

When she was about to bump into Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian pretended to withdraw her hand to get the document, and frowned at the same time.

I was already annoyed by this man harassing him under the guise of deposits, but now he actually said that he was going to meet a super big client, maybe he knew him?

A middle-aged fat man who can only deposit 5000 million, will he know someone worth billions?

If you really know him, it is impossible for him to live like this.

But she didn't say that.

"Sorry, it's inconvenient for us to disclose the customer's privacy." Zhang Qian's voice was a little louder, and she was ready to leave.

The middle-aged fat man frowned.

He has always thought that he is a "successful person", and he is a big customer of the bank, so he looks down on the female staff of the bank at all, thinking that they can only serve him.

So when Zhang Qian refused to reveal the news to him, he frowned.

"What do you mean? Look down on me, don't you?" The middle-aged fat man stood up and grabbed Zhang Qian: "I'm your big customer, and this is how your bank treats me?"

Zhang Qian got rid of the middle-aged fat man and was already showing signs of getting angry.

"Your bank doesn't want my 5000 million deposit, I'll go to another bank right away." With that said, the middle-aged fat man was about to leave.

"Sir, which bank you go to is your own choice, and you don't need to tell me a bank manager." Zhang Qian was also annoyed by his attitude, and her voice was a little louder.

Leaving aside the fact that the deposit is only 5000 million, it is far less important than the customer who called. The 5000 million that this middle-aged fat man has saved is still a current account.

The current account is equivalent to that the other party can take out the money at any time. Comparing the two, the individual knows how to choose.

The middle-aged fat man looked at Zhang Qian in surprise.

Any bank with my money in other provinces and cities is a top customer. How come it has completely changed when it comes to Haitang Bank?

Now, he was embarrassed himself.

In the end, he found a way out for himself: "Hmph, I want to see who the client you mentioned is!"

Zhang Qian didn't bother to talk to him, so she quickly opened the door and went out, calling back all the people who were outside talking to customers, and then hurriedly wrote a banner.

Zhang Qian's actions attracted the attention of all the customers waiting to do business in the bank.

"What happened? The leader came to check?" A customer quietly asked the staff while doing business.

"Here comes a super big client." The staff member hurriedly said: "Sir, please tell us your request as soon as possible, and we will arrange it for you. Do you like it?"

She just said a few words and started to get busy.

The other counters are also processing business at the fastest speed, but no matter how fast they are, with so many people coming to Haitang Bank, it will be too busy for a while.

In the end, they still called people from other banks, and managed to finish everyone's business in the 20th minute.

Many customers who are not too busy are sitting in the bank. For them, wouldn't it be a loss if they don't watch the excitement of this once-in-a-thousand-year event?

After finishing all the work in hand, the salesmen of the bank hurried out of the counter and stood in two rows at the gate.

At this time, several luxury cars drove over from somewhere.

Bank manager Zhang Qian became more respectful after seeing the model.

Look, look at other people's cars, the most expensive ones are 500 million.

It's not like that middle-aged fat man over there, who drives a Mercedes-Benz of about 100 million every time he comes.

"I know this car, I know it." The middle-aged fat man stood by and watched: "Rolls-Royce Phantom, I remember that there are thousands of cars in our country, and the people in the car should be people similar to me."

Originally, he gritted his teeth and bought this kind of car. After all, he has tens of millions, but when he saw the car behind him, he instantly lost his composure.

"Why is there the latest Maybach in the back? The latest model is a tens of millions of luxury cars." The fat man was completely dumbfounded.

The latest Maybach costs more than 900 million at least. He really can't afford it.

Maybach is not a limited-edition car, and the value of Maybach will depreciate when you buy it. In his eyes, there are more than 900 million yuan. He would rather buy a house than a luxury car.

And when Zhang Qian, the manager of Haitang Bank, went to open the car door in person, the fat man lost his composure instantly.

Nima, what the hell?

Zhang Qian is the manager of the bank, and she actually went to pull the car door in person?Who is sitting in the car that deserves Zhang Qian's favor?
You know, the deposit in his hand would shock everyone if he put it in any bank. After all, if he can save 5000 million, he should be worth at least several hundred million.

Even if he came to save the company's working capital, it was still money.

He didn't even enjoy Zhang Qian's flattering service, so why should those few people?
In particular, getting a child out of the car?
This kid is also here to save money?Eighty percent of them are here to let the children see the world, right?
Thinking of this, the fat man gasped and stood behind Zhang Qian.

"Hello, I'm Wang Wang from Dingsheng Group, and you are..." The fat man stretched out his greasy hand towards a middle-aged man who looked rich.

This person is going to give Guo Xiaotian one billion Chinese currency to the demolition team, and the money in his hand is given by the real estate boss.

The captain of the demolition team saw whether he knew him or not, and said politely: "Hi, I'm from the demolition team, my name is Liu Neng, and I'm here today for..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fatty Wang Wang frowned.

What the hell?I think you look quite rich, and you drive a Rolls Royce. I didn't expect you to be a fucking demolition team?

This car belongs to your boss, right?

The polite fat man instantly became impolite.