After taking the child to kindergarten, Quan Jiu did not rush to the company but went directly to Tongqing Bank.
Whether it was true or not, she had to confirm it, so that Gus would believe she had fallen into the trap.
At that time, the bank had just opened, and there were only a few guests in the lobby.
Quan Jiu approached the lobby manager and asked, "Excuse me, how can I inquire if a deceased elder has deposited money or other items in the bank?"
The lobby manager, seeing her beauty, was naturally enthusiastic. He personally led Quan Jiu to a bank teller and explained the situation.
"My grandmother was named Wang Ping. She passed away many years ago. I only recently learned that she seemed to have money deposited in your bank."
After a search, the teller said, "Oh, Wang Ping is our VVIP client. My authority cannot access her information. Please wait, I will call our manager."
Quan Jiu became more and more puzzled. In her childhood memories, her grandmother was just an ordinary farmer who, besides farming, taught her embroidery. How could she be a VVIP client of the bank?
Without waiting long, a middle-aged manager came out and asked Quan Jiu, "Are you Ms. Wang Ping's family member?"
"I am her granddaughter." Quan Jiu produced a photo and an old household registration book and handed them to the manager.
After confirming her familial relationship, the manager asked Quan Jiu to wait and then came out from another door, leading Quan Jiu towards a special passage.
On the way, the manager explained, "Ms. Wang Ping did not deposit money in our bank, but items. Her son and daughter-in-law have come many times wanting to retrieve the items, but they don't have the password. Although you are her granddaughter, if you also don't have the password, you won't be able to retrieve the items."
"I understand," Quan Jiu clenched her fists slightly.
For twelve years, she never knew her grandmother had left anything for her. Back then, Quan Xingfa had taken everything valuable from the house, especially her grandmother's embroidery. She hadn't received a single piece, not even a memento.
But at this moment, she felt as if her grandmother was waiting for her ahead, and she felt very at ease.
They walked for a long time, passing through layers of passages, and finally arrived at a security door.
"Ms. Wang Ping's items are stored in this vault," the leading manager said as he opened the vault door.
The vault was a square, pure white room with a huge rectangular box in the center.
The manager continued, "The password for this safe is the retrieval password. You can take a look yourself. I'll wait for you outside." With that, he went out and closed the security door.
In the quiet space, Quan Jiu's heart gradually calmed down. She stepped forward and approached the safe. The safe was two meters high. What had her grandmother stored inside?
Password. She didn't remember her grandmother ever telling her a specific password.
As she was wondering, a click suddenly came from inside the safe, followed by several more clicks as locks opened. Then, the safe door actually opened.
Quan Jiu was stunned. What was going on?
She looked inside the safe. There were more than ten scrolls, of varying lengths, the longest being over two meters long, placed diagonally inside.
Quan Jiu, trembling, took out a scroll and opened it. Instantly, tears streamed down her face.
This was her grandmother's embroidery. The painting of Jiangnan scenery in her hand was originally hung in her room. It was the first embroidery of her grandmother that she had copied when she was six years old.
Every stitch and every thread were traces left by her grandmother. With a gentle sniff, she could still smell the familiar scent.
Twelve years. Quan Jiu could no longer control her emotions and squatted on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.
This was left to her by her grandmother. Her grandmother had waited for her until her death, but ultimately never saw her one last time.
Quan Jiu cried until she was breathless, and the hatred in her eyes reached its peak: Quan Xingfa, it's all your fault, all your fault.
After a long while, she gradually suppressed her grief and continued to open the other scrolls.
There were a total of twelve scrolls, each one a masterpiece of her grandmother's. These works were also her best companions as she grew up. She had always been able to sit still, sometimes staring at one of her grandmother's embroideries for hours.
Holding the scrolls, Quan Jiu wished she could take them home immediately, but she knew that taking them home at this moment would be unwise.
Firstly, she had not yet clarified Gus's role in this matter. Secondly, she had to deal with Quan Xingfa's family first, to avoid future trouble.
With this thought, Quan Jiu put the scrolls back into the safe one by one. Then she began to examine the cabinet door. Upon closer inspection, she finally understood why the cabinet door had opened automatically.
This was a safe with facial recognition unlocking. If she guessed correctly, the only one who could unlock it was her face.
Thinking of this, Quan Jiu suddenly remembered something: the year her grandmother passed away, one day two people in suits carrying briefcases came to their house. Her grandmother said they were getting her an ID card, so they took photos and recorded her. At the time, she hadn't paid attention to it. Now that she thought about it, her grandmother must have deposited the embroidery in the bank then.
Her grandmother must have known that Quan Xingfa would take everything, so she had stored these twelve best pieces for her in advance. No wonder Quan Xingfa and Tong Xiuqiong kept asking her for the password after she visited Quan Xingfa's house. Every time she said she didn't know the password, it would provoke a curse from Quan Xingfa.
Quan Jiu took a deep breath, closed the cabinet door, and murmured softly, "Grandma, don't worry, I will bring you home as soon as possible."
Walking out of the vault, Quan Jiu saw the manager still waiting outside. She smiled apologetically, "Sorry to keep you waiting."
The manager, seeing her eyes were slightly red, asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did you open it?"
Quan Jiu sighed lightly, "No, I don't remember my grandmother telling me any password."
Perhaps seeing Quan Jiu's kind demeanor, the manager became more talkative, "The couple who came to retrieve items before also tried countless times. Did your grandmother pass away suddenly, without having time to tell you the password?"
Quan Jiu nodded, "Yes, I didn't even get to see her one last time."
"That's a pity. The items stored in this row of vaults are worth over a billion. Although you are a relative, without the password, we cannot retrieve the items. Moreover, Ms. Wang Huiping signed an agreement that the items can only be retrieved with the password, otherwise no one can take them. I can't do anything about it."
Quan Jiu smiled gratefully, "It's okay. Grandma must have her reasons for doing this."
After leaving the bank, Quan Jiu took a taxi to the company.
After she left, a black sedan followed her closely until it reached Guanghuan Building, and then the sedan left.
Gus was still sleeping in when he received a report from his subordinate.
"Boss, the person entered the bank, stayed inside for more than half an hour, and then went directly to Guanghuan Building."
Gus nodded slightly, hung up the phone, and went back to sleep.