Rebirth 1990: The beginning is sweet and cool Bai Yueguang

Jiang Jun didn't keep everyone waiting too long.

He walked to Liu Qing's counter carrying a cloth bag.

With an expressionless face, he lifted the heavy cloth bag with one hand, pulled open a corner, and it rang!

Two large bags of money were dumped onto the counter.

The pile of money on the table is as high as a mountain.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the pile of money with wide eyes, muttering in their hearts: How much is this?

They were all brand new hundred-dollar bills, more than the bank had in stock.

Everyone was so shocked that they were speechless, especially Liu Qing, who stared blankly at the money, wondering: Isn't he just in the transportation business? How can he have so much money?

When Liu Jian saw the pile of money, his face turned pale. As the director of a bank, he had seen the world and immediately realized that he might have offended someone he shouldn't have.

He knew that in this small town, no one could easily take out so much cash.

"Sir...what's your name?" Liu Jian quickly put on a smiling face and asked.

If this huge sum of money can be deposited into their bank, his performance will be greatly improved. But if he misses this big customer.

That would be a big problem. After all, any bank wants to attract more deposits.

Zhou Qi ignored him and sat down on the chair with his feet on the counter.

With a click, he lit a cigarette and blew a puff of smoke at the "No Smoking" sign on the wall.

"Five million and six hundred thousand. Check the accounts." His tone was arrogant, but no one dared to object.

Five million or six hundred thousand? Liu Jian was so nervous that he was sweating. He quickly bent over and approached Zhou Qi: "Sir, you..."

"Go away!"

"No, listen to me..."

"If you don't leave, I'll accuse you of robbery!"

Liu Jian felt helpless.

He hurriedly called his men and asked them to count the cash together.

When a customer comes to deposit money, the procedure should be very simple and the money is already on the table, but it cannot be processed for a long time.

Now he dared not say anything more.

At this time, money counting machines were not so advanced and would often jam and sometimes make mistakes, so experienced bank employees would usually count the money manually and check with the machine to ensure that there were no mistakes.

Five and a half million... a total of fifty-five thousand banknotes, divided among ten people, each person needs to count five thousand five hundred.

And this has to be checked repeatedly, and counted at least twice, once using a money counting machine.

All I could hear was the sound of counting money.

Half an hour later.

"Sir, the total amount is 5,499,900 yuan," Liu Jian reported.

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows.

What happened? There is actually a hundred yuan missing.

Isn't this a lack of basic integrity?

"The number is wrong, one hundred thousand is missing. Did you embezzle it?" Zhou Qi asked.

Liu Jian knew that Zhou Qi was deliberately looking for trouble, but it was also his own fault.

He was sweating profusely, but he smiled and said, "Sir, we will never make a mistake."

Zhou Qi took out his cell phone without saying a word.

Seeing this, Liu Jian quickly asked, "Sir, what are you going to do?"

"Call the police, you have embezzled my money." Zhou Qi said.

"No, don't do that." Liu Jian hurriedly stopped him: "How could we do such a thing? Besides, the money was counted in front of you, how dare we embezzle it!"

"I did not see it."

Zhou Qi looked up at Jiang Jun and Cao Qinquan and asked, "Did you see it?"

"Didn't see it!"

"Did not notice."

Zhou Qi shrugged and said, "Look, we didn't see anything... Don't move, I'll call the police now. Whoever moves will get the money. One hundred thousand is not a small amount. You are too brave."

When Liu Jian saw that Zhou Qi was really going to call the police, he immediately felt extremely panicked.

If a bank is accused of embezzling customers' money, the consequences will be disastrous if the news gets out.

That was five million. Such a huge sum of money would definitely cause a stir. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Sir, sir, please, let us check it again, check it again." Liu Jian pleaded.

Swish swish!

They counted again.

It was already past the time to get off work, and everyone's fingers were almost cramping.

Everyone looked at Liu Qing with resentment.

It's all because of her. Now everyone has to suffer.

But they could only swallow their anger because Director Liu Jian was her uncle.

Ever since he was transferred here as director, she has begun to act arrogantly and domineeringly.

After counting, Liu Jian was sweating profusely and said, "Sir, we counted again, and this time it's... five and a half million!"

Zhou Qi smiled and said, "Are you kidding me? Just now you said that we can't count wrong, what's going on now? How come the numbers you counted twice are different?"

Liu Jian was speechless, after all, there was a difference of one hundred yuan.

Not to mention a hundred dollars difference, even a one cent difference is a mistake.

At this time, a female employee in her thirties said nervously: "I'm sorry, sir, I counted wrong, it was my mistake."

"Just now, a bill was stacked up, and I didn't notice it."

As she said this, she took out the money to prove that she was not lying.

Zhou Qi took a look and found that the money did have traces of folding.

And they are not natural wrinkles, they are obviously artificial.

There is also a string of numbers left on it.

He waved and took the money.

You can tell it's a phone number.

No one knew who it belonged to. Zhou Qi just took a look and didn't care.

In the days of cash transactions, this was common, just like students writing their names on a piece of paper when paying tuition.

This situation has long been commonplace. However, when Jiang Jun saw the phone number, his brows slightly frowned.

This number looks familiar. If I remember correctly, the owner of this number is doing the same thing as Heishan, but he does not belong to the Jiang family, but to another force.

Zhou Qi casually threw the money back, and his tone changed: "What's missing is not this hundred, but one hundred thousand."

"Sir, this is not exactly what you say!" Liu Jian said with a bitter face.

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Qi stared at him and said, "Since you can't explain it clearly, just wait here and call the police."

At this time, a man with graying temples and extraordinary temperament walked in. He was the president, Su Dalin, who had to go to the city for a meeting the next day and found that a document was left in the office.

I originally thought that the bank would be empty half an hour after closing time, but I was surprised by the scene as soon as I walked in: scattered money, a group of people's awkward expressions, and a few young people who looked very imposing.

Su Dalin was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Qi looked him up and down and asked, "Are you the president of this bank?"

"Yes, I'm Su Dalin. What can I do for you?" asked the president.

"It doesn't matter who I am." Zhou Qi said, "The key is that I lost 100,000 yuan here. I think your employees may have embezzled my money when counting it. Moreover, they counted it twice, and the amount was different each time. I doubt your professionalism."