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- Deng Qin's fall made Murong Qingyu completely lose interest in pushing her down. After carrying her back to the guest room to comfort her to sleep, he returned to the room alone. Since it was almost two o'clock at this time, in order to have enough energy to complete the acceptance plan of tomorrow's 'Wolf Club' tomorrow, I quickly fell asleep.
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Early the next morning, there was a rapid knock on the door from outside the villa.
"Who is it? Who is it? Why are you making such a fuss so early in the morning?" Hearing the knock on the door, Murong Qingyu got up from the bed in a daze, cursing in his mouth, and opened the door in great displeasure.
"Boss! Something's wrong! Something bad is going to happen!" The door opened and Lao Zeng rushed in hurriedly.
"What's it called? Why are you so flustered?" Murong Qingyu asked impatiently as he scratched his sleepy eyes with his fingers.
"No, no, not the leader!" Shaking his head suddenly, Old Zeng said with a bitter look on his face: "Yesterday, didn't you ask your subordinates to go down to customize clothes and buy equipment for the brothers? But today this morning, I went down When I was getting the goods, I suddenlysuddenly discoveredthat I couldn't withdraw money from the credit card you gave to your subordinate!"
"What?" After hearing the sudden bad news, Murong Qingyu suddenly woke up: "Tell me the details!"
"Okay!" Lao Zeng nodded and said word by word: "Yesterday, the Jinhu brothers ordered hundreds of firearms through the underground network they were familiar with, and agreed to deliver them this morning. However, at five o'clock this morning we and When those underground buyers were contacted, they went to the bank to withdraw money but found that they could not withdraw the money at all. As a last resort, the Jinhu brothers could only withdraw two million from the original "Tiger Hall" account to make up the money. The money for the purchase of firearms was obtained. Now the firearms have been purchased, but
"Okay!" Murong Qingyu nodded and said before Lao Zeng could finish his words: "I'm already clear about this matter. You go down first to help the Jin Hu brothers count the goods. I will find a way to solve the rest. ."
"Okay, boss, I'll go right away!" Lao Zeng nodded, turned and left.
After Lao Zeng¡¯s back slowly disappeared from the aisle, Murong Qingyu slowly closed his eyes and pondered. According to his previous understanding, there are 100 million in this credit card, 50 million of which can be withdrawn in cash, and 50 million can be used for consumption. This was a birthday gift given to him by his grandfather on his eighteenth birthday that year. According to what grandpa said at the time, every child of the Murong family would receive a sum of wealth after reaching the age of eighteen, which would be used as capital to start a business. However, when he got this credit card, he never thought about starting a business, but used it as capital for future squandering. However, since he usually has a huge amount of 'pocket money', he has never activated this credit card. It was not until this time that I was penniless and decided to form an ¡®armed front¡¯ that I activated my credit card. First, I used the money from my credit card to buy a car for Lao Zeng, and then I bought the current villa. I originally wanted to use the money in my credit card as the starting capital for the 'Armed Front', but now
"Hey!" Murong Qingyu shook his head helplessly.
He himself knew very well that in the early days of the establishment of the ¡®Armed Front¡¯, the personnel were mixed and most people¡¯s minds were not settled. Changing the same uniforms and adding equipment to everyone is the best way to win people over. The basis for purchasing these things is based on money.
Thinking of this, he returned to the living room and changed into clean clothes.
"Murong Qingyu, where are you going?" At this moment, Deng Qin stood behind him.
"Me?" Murong Qingyu turned around instinctively, and at the same time, he also thought of a reason while turning around: "I'm going to the bank to withdraw some money."
"Go to the bank that early?" Deng Qin asked, tilting his head, his tone obviously full of doubt.
Murong Qingyu was a little annoyed: "Why, do I need to report to you where I am going?" As he spoke, he took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket and put it on the table: "There are a few hundred dollars here, enough for you to go back." The fare to Jiangnan is paid, freshen up and leave here."
"Wait! Murong Qingyu!" Seeing that Murong Qingyu had already walked to the door, Deng Qin shouted from behind: "What do you mean? You want to drive me away?"
"I didn't say that, but you can think so!" Murong Qingyu, who was already in a bad mood, became even more annoyed when Deng Qin said this: "We met by chance, and I took you in and let you stay here for one night. I have done my best. I owe you nothing, and there is no need for you to show any temper towards me. This place is not suitable for you, so you should leave quickly. I am going out for some work now, and I hope you will have left by the time I come back. Otherwise, don't hurry up and I'll find someone to drive you away!" After saying that, he turned and left regardless of Deng Qin's reaction.
CustomerInside, Deng Qin was left standing there stupidly, with a very beautiful little face that was suppressed to be red.
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Since the only car was driven away by Lao Zeng, Murong Qingyu first stopped a taxi after going out, and then went straight to the nearest Industrial and Commercial Bank.
"Hello, sir, what business do you want to handle?" As soon as he entered the door, the lobby manager stopped in front of Murong Qingyu with a smile: "Can I take a number first?"
"Take a number?" Murong Qingyu asked puzzledly.
"Yes! Nowadays, banks have regulations. Customers who handle business must first obtain the corresponding number according to their own needs." Seeing Murong Qingyu's handsome appearance, the lobby manager seemed particularly enthusiastic: "If you have something urgent, I will I can help you talk to the staff inside and let them handle it for you first."
"No need." Murong Qingyu smiled slightly and briefly glanced at the lobby manager in front of him. He was average-looking and immediately lost interest in talking to her again: "You can take me directly to the golden VIP service. Come to the counter, I have something to ask!"
Hearing this, the lobby manager was stunned and asked with an incredulous look: "Golden VIP service counter?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"No, no, it's nothing. I'll take you there right now." The lobby manager turned around, made a gesture of invitation, and then took the initiative to lead the way to an office next to the lobby. As she walked, she kept looking back at Murong Qingyu. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out that the boy in front of her who looked to be only 16 years old actually wanted to go to the gold VIP service counter to handle business. As someone who has worked at ICBC for many years, she certainly knows very well that the golden VIP service counter is a special back door opened for those wealthy people with assets exceeding tens of millions. There is no need to take a number or line up. There is a dedicated Professionals are responsible for the service.
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