Yang Zhengyu called and chatted with the original landlord. The landlord needed a first payment of 400,000.

What he also wants is cash.

In fact, bank transfer is possible, but I don’t know why it has to be in cash.

There is money in Yang Zhengyu's account.

But he has no cash.

So Yang Zhengyu has to go to the bank to withdraw money first.

There is a very popular branch near the front door of the school, and many of Yang Zhengyu’s senior students and brothers work there.

Cross the campus avenue, pass by the library and science and technology building, and exit the school gate. Cross the road, walk 500 meters south, then east, until you reach an intersection. The buildings are getting busier and you can see the bright Dongguo Bank.

’s light sign.

In front of Yang Zhengyu's bank branch, his shadow is cast on the steps.

The time is 5 pm, the bank is about to close at this time, and there are few people at the door.

Yang Zhengyu quickly walked up the steps and entered the bright lobby.

The number-taking machine has been turned off, and it seems that it has stopped taking numbers. There are a few people sitting on the chairs in the lobby, all of whom have taken numbers and are waiting to do business.

"Hello, sir, we are about to get off work here. We have stopped taking numbers." Seeing Yang Zhengyu come in, a lobby manager wearing black professional attire walked up to Yang Zhengyu and spoke to him in very standard Mandarin.

The lobby manager is about 1.65 meters tall. She wears a business suit skirt and flesh-colored stockings. She has a tall figure and light makeup. She is very beautiful. Her name is Pang Simian. She is twenty-five years old this year. It has been two years since she graduated from college and she has recently been transferred to the lobby.

She is a standard beauty.

Beautiful women naturally have a arrogant attitude towards people, and Pang Simian is a very beautiful woman. Since she started working in the bank, many customers have asked for her phone number, and some aunts have asked to introduce her to boyfriends.

Of course, VIP customers like her service even more. It's almost time to get off work now, and she has made an appointment with a VIP customer later, so she doesn't want to cause trouble, so her expression becomes a little stiff when she sees Yang Zhengyu.

"Yes! I forgot the time." Yang Zhengyu sighed.

I was so anxious that I forgot about it. It definitely takes time for banks to do business, and he couldn't withdraw such a large amount of money at once without making an appointment.

"I want to withdraw money. I need 400,000 in cash. I need it urgently. Can I do it?" Yang Zhengyu thought for a while and said.

"Ah? How much?" Pang Simian asked.

"400,000!"

"Sir? Do you want to withdraw 400,000? Did someone else transfer it to you?" Pang Simian tried his best to keep a smile.

"Oh! My own money!" Yang Zhengyu said calmly.

"Really, are you kidding?"

Pang Simian looked at Yang Zhengyu. He looked like a college student, and the clothes he wore didn't look like a rich man.

Pang Simian's first reaction was to laugh. How could a person who looked like a college student have hundreds of thousands?

Isn't that funny?

Pang Simian laughed, "We don't have it here, because you need to make an appointment with cash, and there isn't much cash prepared in the branch."

Yang Zhengyu was stunned, "I'm still in a hurry, why don't you add me on WeChat. Make an appointment for me first, then tell me and I'll come and pick it up!"

"Aha?" Pang Simian smiled half-heartedly. Now he understood what this young man wanted to do.

There are too many people who want to ask for her phone number, and they are queuing up. Yang Zhengyu’s routine is considered a low-ranking person.

Pang Simian crossed his arms. Although he still smiled, his eyes were already a bit repulsive, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't provide this kind of service here, and my private WeChat doesn't provide this kind of service."
p>

Yang Zhengyu was stunned for a moment. He knew very well that for big customers, such services must be available, but Yang Zhengyu did not. It was obvious that the domineering sister in front of him did not want to provide it.

Just as he was talking, a middle-aged man with short hair and small, shining eyes came out. He was Xiao Jun, the deputy manager of this outlet. He walked up to Yang Zhengyu and asked, "What's the matter with Xiao Mian?"

"Ah! This gentleman wants to withdraw 400,000 in cash." Pang Simian almost laughed as he said this.

Xiao Jun frowned and looked at Yang Zhengyu, "Sir, if you have anything, I'll take care of it." If Xiao Jun hadn't been more self-restrained, he almost laughed out loud. If the student in front of him could have 400,000, he would have been the richest man in Xijing.

Then he turned around and said, "Xiao Mian, Mr. Zeng is coming. Go outside and pick him up."

Pang Simian smiled and said, "Then please welcome this guest." Then she left without looking back, and didn't even look at Yang Zhengyu when she left.

The three people were talking when suddenly a short and fat figure walked into the door. This man walked very fast with a gust of wind. "Xiao Mian? Xiao Xiao? You are all here!"

"Oh! Mr. Zeng, we said we were going out to pick you up. Why are you here?" Pang Simian said and came forward, so close that he almost rubbed his chest against Zeng's arm.

Xiao Jun also lowered his head, bent over and almost fell to the ground.

Mr. Zeng is a big accountant in this sales department, with monthly turnover of tens of millions, and one person’s funds account for the majority of the outlet.

When the bank reviews its performance, the branch president will call him, and it is indispensable to go to his home for interviews during the holidays. Moreover, I heard that a nearby bank has sent out smart and capable salesmen to try to get his results.

Resources taken away.

This makes the entire network very nervous.

Recently, the comprehensive business assessment for the first half of the year is coming, and the outlet hopes that Mr. Zeng can save 200 million to help the outlet achieve excellence. So at this time, the entire outlet wants to please this big funder.

"Then let's get it done quickly. I'm pressed for time, and I still have things to do later." Mr. Zeng didn't pay attention to the situation around him at all. He also didn't notice that Yang Zhengyu was doing business.

"That's it! That's it! Mr. Zeng, your time is important!" Xiao Jun nodded and bowed. But at some point, Pang Simian had already put his arm on Mr. Zeng's arm.

The two bank employees surrounded Mr. Zeng and went directly into the VIP room without paying any attention to Yang Zhengyu behind him. The two bank employees didn't even look at Yang Zhengyu.

Yes, Yang Zhengyu didn't talk nonsense. He smiled coldly and turned right when he went out. He withdrew 20,000 yuan from the self-service teller machine next to him. He could only give so much first.

Or go to another outlet.

But the distance is a bit far.

Or just ask someone to borrow some.

Think about it, who should you ask to get some cash?

Then Yang Zhengyu dialed Anan's phone, "Brother Nan, I need your help with something."

"Brother Yu, just tell me if you have anything to say!"

"Do you know anyone here in the university town? I need to withdraw some money from the bank and buy a house, or do you have 400,000 in cash?"

"Okay, I will help you contact the people here in the university town first. I will go over to see you later. We will talk about the details in person." Anan agreed simply on the phone.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your call."
Chapter completed!