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Chapter 187 You Can Save More Times

There was still a red handprint on Li Yongzhe's white face, and he blinked blankly.

This kid in front of me seems a little familiar...

and many more.

Li Yongzhe narrowed his eyes, his fat face lost in thought.

Is that the client who asked himself to wrap it in brown paper?

"It's you?"

"it's me."

The dialogue between the two with a huge amount of information is completed in a few simple words.

"Can you really handle business?" Lu Ze asked politely.

"Yes." Li Yongzhe looked at his watch, although there was still 20 minutes of rest time, but he was really not in the mood to rest now.

The magic damage that the dragon priest named [Aston Shimada] caused to him far exceeded the physical damage that Wang Meiqi had just caused.

But the two have one thing in common...

All TMs are crazy!

Forget it, be calm and calm.

However, almost at the same time, a moderate voice came from the side.

"It's the rest time now. There are normal business windows over there. Sir, please arrange the numbers in order."

Facing Lu Ze outside the window, Wang Meiqi pointed to the [Closed] sign with a smile on her face.

It seems polite, but it is actually urging to leave quickly.

"Senior Li Yongzhe, as the gold medal teller of our bank, why did he take the lead in not following the order of our bank?"

Two sentences in succession instantly put Li Yongzhe in a deadlocked situation.

Now if Li Yongzhe refuses, it will inevitably be complained by this young man, after all, he just agreed.

If you accept it, you will definitely receive complaints from several covetous guests in the hall.

"..." Difficulty suddenly appeared on Li Yongzhe's face. He was flustered just now because of that damn dragon priest, and he forgot about it.

If you do it yourself and get reported by other customers, it will damage the evaluation of the gold medal teller.

But if you don't do it, how can you do it, but you have shouted that signature slogan.

How can he be so dignified as a gold medal teller?

"He is a VIP customer of our bank, so of course he can handle it." Li Yongzhe stood up with a natural expression, and the volume of more than 260 kilograms instantly blocked Wang Meiqi's sight.

"Mr. Lu, this is the VIP room, please follow me." The fat man winked at Lu Ze, indicating that you have earned it.

"Maggie, I want to take the client to handle the business first, please let me go." In front of the client, the words and deeds that must be done are refreshing. The layers of filtration, the pain has been minimal.

In professional terms, Wang Meiqi's slap didn't break the defense at all.

What he hated the most was that coquettish Dragon Clan Priest, that bastard's attack really caused him a piercing attack and multiplied crit.

When he finishes his work here, he must go back and find the venue before going offline.

[Aston Shimada, you bitch, I, Li Yongzhe, remember you! 】

Wang Meiqi stepped aside with a sneer, watching the behemoth in front of her pass meekly, and when she was about to turn around, she smiled softly and said, "Senior Li really has a lot of VIP customers."

"Generally, they mainly recognize me." Li Yongzhe said happily, and by the way, gouged out two more eyes on Wang Meiqi's gray silk legs, and then walked away contentedly.

Seeing the fat man's burly back entering the VIP room, Wang Meiqi's face was cold.

creak.

Clenching her fists softly, she looked at the customers in the hall who were already watching here, and then at the opened VIP room over there. manager room.

The glass door of the VIP room had just closed, and the fat man pulled Lu Ze to sit down.

"Come on, I'll handle any business for you." Li Yongzhe pressed Lu Ze's palm with kind eyes, "Don't say anything, you will be the super VIP of our bank in just one minute."

"Remember, we only have 1 minute, and time is life."

"Let's talk about it first. I don't want to do the packing. I don't have enough time and I don't have any materials at hand." The fat man said fluently while looking down at his watch, "There are 55 seconds left."

"Save money."

Li Yongzhe: "..."

All the movements of his hands froze, and the fat man's cheeks twitched for a moment. After taking a deep breath, he said deeply, "The ATM in the hall supports deposits and withdrawals within 20 yuan."

"More than this." Lu Ze said seriously.

"Then you can save a few more times."

"There may be more."

"How much? 40?" Li Yongzhe was amused, and looked at the young man in front of him, "It's okay brother, there are no outsiders here, let's just chat, I just want to relax."

"A little more." Lu Ze shook his head.

"Okay, did you earn 100 million? I can get you a small platinum card. Do you want it? I'll get you one with no handling fee." Li Yongzhe happily poured a glass of water for Lu Ze and himself. .

"Drink some water to moisturize your throat. It's fate that we can get together. Fill out the form, and I'll help you apply for a small platinum qualification." The fat man smiled and handed over a form, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't have enough, I will assign it to you today." It's done."

"You still need more money. The funds are not frozen, but the operation authority is limited, which is very inconvenient." Lu Ze smiled and pushed the form back, "Is your advanced financial management service still open?"

Ok?

At this moment, Li Yongzhe felt that he had heard it wrong.

After carefully looking at Lu Ze's expression, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Yo, this guy is actually serious.

[Wait, you won't be lying to me again, right? 】

Li Yongzhe narrowed his eyes for just a second, and a friendly smile appeared on his face, "Yes, of course, Li Yongzhe, the gold medal teller with job number 0906, is at your service around the clock!"

He casually snatched back the teacup in front of Lu Ze, quickly took out a small porcelain pot from the drawer, poured out the precious alpine honey fragrance Jin Junmei, and poured water skillfully, "Taste my handicraft. "

"Mr. Lu, how much money are you going to hand over to me for financial management? I have businesses ranging from 50, 100 million, 200 million, and 300 million, and you can rest assured, because this contract with my gold medal teller status will Endorsed by ICBC, with a hundred-year credit guarantee, no one can be deceived.”

The fat man was overjoyed. The boy in front of him was quite reliable. Even if he handled a business of 50 yuan, he was barely qualified to stay in the VIP room. The last worry in his heart was completely let go.

Now Comrade Li Yongzhe was in a happy mood, drank the remaining water in the teacup, and waited quietly for Lu Ze's answer.

In fact, the boy in front of him didn't say anything, he could guess roughly, it was a little more than 100, and the maximum was 150...

"1500."

"puff!"

……

"Where is he?" A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of the glass door with his hands behind his back, with anger in his eyes.

"Manager Cao, Senior Li is here." Wang Meiqi pointed to the front and said calmly.

"Hello, Li Yongzhe!" Manager Cao pushed open the glass door.

--puff.

Facing him, a piece of golden tea soup with the aroma of potatoes filled the whole space, and the door he opened was like a dam blocking the flow of the river.

The moment the dam was opened, the surging tea mist burst out instantly.

Drench Manager Cao all over his head.

Fatty's sip of tea weighed about half a catty, and he was holding an empty teacup in a daze.

Now he didn't even think about the tea soup he sprayed on Lu Ze in front of him...why did he suddenly turn a corner...

The white mist spreading from Lu Ze's side slowly dissipated, and he casually retracted the two fingers that were brushing towards his left shoulder.

Then with a smile, he leaned towards the cup of black tea brewed from boiling water, picked it up under the dull eyes of the fat man, and drank it down in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)