Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 743 Why Should I Give You Money?
It didn't take long for the business manager to find out the whereabouts of the transfer. To be on the safe side, he called the branch of Changxia Bank in Yangcheng to check:

"Hello, I am XX Branch of Industrial and Commercial Bank of Beijing, I would like to ask, on the 13th of this month, your bank has a transfer with the tracking number XXXXXXXXX, the amount is 5 yuan...

ah?Really?ok ok, i see, yes, thank you, bye. "

Putting down the phone, the business manager looked at He Wenliang with a meaningful look.

He Wenliang suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart: "Manager..."

"Comrade Wen, it's like this. Your transfer was canceled at 4:28 p.m. that day."

He Wenliang felt a buzzing in his head, he seemed to understand a little bit, but he didn't seem to understand, and asked with a pale face: "Withdraw, cancel? What does cancel mean?"

The teller spoke gloatingly: "Cancellation means cancellation, and the account will not be transferred!"

"No more transfers?" He Wenliang panicked and annoyed for a moment, "Isn't this transfer slip issued by your bank?
It's all turned around, how can it not be counted?I have never heard that bank transfers can be reversed!Don't bully us ordinary people who don't understand, just fool people inside! "

The teller immediately retorted: "What about ordinary people? I've never seen ordinary people quarreling with you in a bank with such arrogance!"

The business manager glared at the teller, and tried to explain in a soft voice: "Comrade Wen, under normal circumstances, real-time transfers cannot be reversed or cancelled.

But your transfer is not a real-time transfer. The transferer asked for remittance the next day, and it was a counter transfer.

According to the regulations of Changxia Bank, in this case, it can be canceled as long as it is before 12:08 noon the next day, and it can also be canceled through the client before 30:[-] in the morning..."

The business manager opened and closed his mouth, and what else he said He Wenliang couldn't hear clearly, and there were only two words in his mind: cancel!

Withdrawn!
The transfer of 5 yuan was cancelled!
How could He Dongyang cancel this transfer?This little bastard, he has to find this little bastard quickly!

With a livid face, He Dongyang ran out like flying.

Before the business manager finished speaking, he was taken aback by his aura, and quickly raised the fax in his hand: "Hey, Comrade Wen, Comrade Wen, your—"

Where there is still room to shout, He Wenliang has long since disappeared.

The teller who quarreled just now snorted and said, "This guy named Wen is really funny, he has been coming here every day to pay the bill, who knew that he would have canceled it long ago.

He's still here to show his prestige to us, and he suspects that our bank will embezzle his money, what a joke! "

The business manager was more experienced and warned her: "Don't talk nonsense. I heard that there are many scammers in Yangcheng. In case this is a fraud, Comrade Wen has reported the case. The police will come to find out the situation. Everyone pay attention to what you say and be cautious." .”

The teller pouted, but kept his mouth shut, but no one knew what was going on in his heart.

No one knew how hard it was for He Wenliang to feel as if his heart was being fried. Even when he dialed a phone number, he dialed the wrong number twice in a row, and finally dialed the number of He Dongyang's school.

Hearing that He Dongyang's father called again, the homeroom teacher Xiang Qidi frowned.

What's going on with Comrade He?I always call He Dongyang when he is in class. Don't you know that this will affect the child's study?
Although he was complaining in his heart, Xiang Qidi ran to the classroom patiently: "Dongyang, come out for a while, your father will call you."

It seems that He Wenliang found out; he thought he would find out the next day, but he didn't expect to find out until the third day, it's really stupid...

He Dongyang suppressed the contempt in his heart, followed Xiang Qidi into the office, picked up the microphone: "Hello."

"He Dongyang, what the hell are you doing! Hurry up and call me 5 yuan!"

The voice from the other end of the phone almost didn't deafen He Dongyang's ears, so he quickly put the microphone away:
"Dad, what are you talking about? Why should I give you money? I'm just a student now, where do you want me to give you 5 yuan?"

He Wenliang was about to go mad with anger: "Little bastard, stop pretending to me! The 5 yuan agreed last time, you should transfer it to me immediately, otherwise, believe it or not, I—"

"Dad!" He Dongyang raised his voice and interrupted He Wenliang, "What else do you want to do to me?
Back in Yongji County, you kicked my mother away and divorced her. If we hadn't fought hard, my mother and I would have left the house.

When you dumped me to my mother without hesitation that day, did you ever think that I was your son?
You never thought about it!You just think that I am a burden, and you want to throw me aside in a hurry, for fear that if you get your hands, you will eat yours and use yours!

During the years you went to Kyoto, you never sent a penny to your family. Now you see that my mother's business is getting a bit better, and you still ask me for money?It will cost [-] more!
You are forcing me to give you my mother's hard-earned money, but you are already divorced, why do you think you have the face to do this?
Why are you still yelling at me so righteously?
Dad, this is the last time I call you 'Dad', if you still have a little conscience, please don't call me again to force me! "

He Dongyang hung up the phone with a "snap" and took a long breath, feeling that the air in this world was suddenly much fresher.

Xiang Qidi, who had just avoided the door of the office, walked in with a heavy face, and patted He Dongyang on the shoulder:

"Dong Yang, the phone is a bit loud. The teacher... heard it from outside the door."

He Dongyang lowered his head: "Teacher Xiang..."

The phone rang crazily again, and both of them looked at the phone in unison.

"Teacher Xiang," He Dongyang raised his head, showing embarrassment, "I really don't want to answer his phone again..."

Xiang Qidi nodded understandingly: "The teacher knows. Last time the teacher said those things without understanding the situation clearly, it was the teacher's fault, and the teacher apologized to you.

Don't worry, if he calls again in the future, we will hang up when we receive it, and we won't let him affect you anymore. "

"Okay, if you're not afraid of being busy, that's fine too." He Dongyang smiled slightly, picked up the microphone and put it on the table.

He Wenliang's thunderous roar came from the microphone: "He Dongyang, you bastard, listen to me..."

He Dongyang walked out of the office without hesitation: "Teacher Xiang, then I'll go back to class first." After speaking, he glanced at the microphone again, "Will this affect you?"

(End of this chapter)