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Chapter 152 Nine digits, eldest sister(3/3)

But then I thought that the social atmosphere must be maintained by everyone, so I might as well kill this middle-aged rich woman for her arrogance.

"Yes, yes, this is my business card. If you need any service from our branch, sir, just give me a call." The manager held the business card in both hands and said.

The middle-aged rich woman was already dumbfounded. She moved her lips several times and then closed them again.

After all, she is not stupid, and she still understands that the person who can be treated so attentively by the bank manager is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Okay, thank you, Manager Ye." Qin Zhengfan nodded and took the business card, then casually took out 10,000 yuan, signed the withdrawal slip, and walked away without even looking at the middle-aged rich woman.

"Manager Ye, who is this young man?" asked the middle-aged rich woman.

"I don't know." Manager Ye shook his head.

"Then why are you so polite to him?" The middle-aged rich woman couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when she heard this.

"God of Wealth, can I be rude to him?" Manager Ye said angrily. Of course, he already knew some general situation at this time, and he felt scared for a while. Fortunately, the counter staff later changed his style, otherwise he would have really changed the situation just now.

The young man was beaten to death with a stick. He was determined to help the rich woman handle the business first. I was afraid that the manager of his store might have to pack up and leave.

Just kidding, at such a young age, he has three to four hundred million dollars lying around in his pocket. You can only imagine how rich his family must be!

If he offends such a person, does he, the store manager, get any good results?

"What's the point? He's the God of Wealth, but I'm not! I save a lot with you every year..." The middle-aged rich woman became even more angry after hearing this.

She has made a lot of money over the years and feels very good about herself, but she can't bear to be compared to a young man.

"I have this number, you can't compare!" Manager Ye held out nine fingers.

"Nine million!" The middle-aged rich woman couldn't help but take a sharp breath of air.

"Nine digits! Sister!" Manager Ye said.

"Nine digits!" The middle-aged rich woman subconsciously twitched her fingers when she heard this, and muttered to herself, "A hundred, a hundred, a million, a hundred, a million, a million, a trillion! God!"

The middle-aged rich woman's legs went weak and she almost sat down on the ground.

Speaking of which, her assets are only six to seven million, not even tens of millions. She just showed off her wealth to a billionaire!

Even just now, she deliberately showed off in front of Qin Zhengfan. In fact, she deliberately let Qin Zhengfan know that she was rich, and wanted to see if there was any possibility of supporting him based on his reaction.
Chapter completed!
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