"Branch Manager," the customer service representative hurried forward upon seeing the middle-aged man.
The newcomer was none other than Cui Zhiwei, the manager of their commercial bank.
Cui Zhiwei asked in a hurry, "Where is our bank's VIP Mr. Chen?"
"Mr. Chen? Manager, our bank doesn't have a VIP named Chen. This morning, only one VIP came in, but that VIP's surname is Wang," the customer service representative explained with a puzzled expression.
"Surname Wang?" Cui Zhiwei frowned slightly.
He asked again, "The counter just called me, saying our bank's VIP Mr. Chen wants to withdraw twelve hundred million in cash. What's going on?"
The customer service representative's eyes widened suddenly. "What?! Twelve hundred million?!"
Then he shook his head. "Manager, this is such an important matter. How could I, as the lobby customer service representative, not know? You must have misheard."
The middle-aged man also chimed in. "Exactly, Manager, you must have misheard. I've been in the lobby the whole time. You only had one VIP customer this morning. Oh, right, and there was some kid who failed to impersonate a VIP."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man pointed at Chen Fan's retreating back with a mocking smile.
However, at that moment, Chen Fan stood up. "He didn't mishear. Someone indeed wants to withdraw twelve hundred million in cash."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Chen Fan mockingly and couldn't help but sneer again. "Heh, kid, are you that person?"
Chen Fan calmly looked at the middle-aged man and nodded calmly. "That's right, it's me."
"Pfft!"
The middle-aged man couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face.
The customer service representative also covered her mouth and chuckled with a look of sarcasm.
"Who is this?" Cui Zhiwei asked, looking Chen Fan up and down.
The customer service representative quickly replied, "Manager, this is an ordinary customer who wanted to close his card. He insisted on going to the VIP counter to handle his business today, which is not allowed according to regulations, so he said he wanted to close his card."
When mentioning "ordinary customer," the customer service representative deliberately raised her voice.
However, at that moment, through the speaker of the bulletproof glass, the anxious voice of the counter lady could be heard. "Manager Cui, this is the VIP Mr. Chen who wants to withdraw cash!"
Suddenly, the scene fell silent.
Everyone looked at Chen Fan with shock and disbelief.
The middle-aged man looked at the counter lady in surprise. "Miss, are you joking? He, he's the VIP who wants to withdraw twelve hundred million in cash?"
The customers waiting to conduct business around them also looked at Chen Fan incredulously, seemingly unable to believe that Chen Fan was the super-rich individual withdrawing twelve hundred million.
The customer service representative's face suddenly turned extremely unpleasant.
Because the customer service representative knew that this counter lady would not lie, and she was the only one present who could see Chen Fan's bank account balance.
In an instant, the customer service representative's palms were covered in cold sweat.
Upon confirming that Chen Fan was the important customer who was about to withdraw twelve hundred million in cash, Cui Zhiwei hurriedly stepped forward, his attitude extremely respectful. "Mr. Chen, why do you want to withdraw such a large amount of cash? If our bank has done anything poorly, we will correct it immediately."
Chen Fan glanced at the customer service representative beside him.
Feeling Chen Fan's gaze, the customer service representative's body trembled violently, her eyes filled with fear.
Chen Fan then said, "It's not your fault. It's because I'm too poor and don't deserve to use the VIP counter. I'll withdraw the loose change from my card and deposit it at another bank. Perhaps this loose change will get me a gold card from a bank."
Upon hearing this, the customer service representative's face turned even more ghastly than if she had eaten ten pounds of dead rats.
Cui Zhiwei, unaware of what had happened, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hastily explained, "Mr. Chen, if you call this money loose change, then there are probably no rich people in the world. With your money, you are definitely qualified to be our bank's highest-level customer, and every time you come to conduct business, I will personally receive you. How can it only be worth a gold card?"
Chen Fan feigned surprise. "Oh? Is that so? I can be the highest-level customer? And you have to personally receive me?"
Cui Zhiwei nodded vigorously.
Chen Fan, however, smiled indifferently. "But your customer service representative doesn't need a customer like me, and she said your branch has plenty of cash, and I can withdraw as much as I want. Am I correct?"
After speaking, Chen Fan's gaze fell upon the customer service representative beside him.
Cui Zhiwei's eyes widened, and he glared at the customer service representative next to him, his gaze conveying a desire to strangle her alive! He knew that if Chen Fan withdrew twelve hundred million in cash and deposited it in another bank, losing such a top VIP customer might even lead to his dismissal as branch manager!
The customer service representative, being a woman, felt her legs go weak and tremble uncontrollably under Cui Zhiwei's furious gaze.
"M-Manager, I, I didn't know. I really didn't know he, he had, had so much money in his bank card," the customer service representative was almost in tears of distress. How could she have imagined that this young man, holding a regular card and wearing cheap clothes, had over a billion in his bank account!
"You snobbish wretch! From now on, you're not coming to work at the bank anymore!" Cui Zhiwei pointed at the customer service representative and yelled.
Upon hearing this, the customer service representative's face was filled with despair. Her legs gave out, and with a "thump," she collapsed onto the ground. She had worked hard for seven or eight years to get her position as a customer service representative, and today, her job was lost due to her own snobbery! At this moment, her face was filled with regret.
The middle-aged man standing nearby also couldn't help but swallow hard. He had lived half his life and only saved a little money to get a platinum card. He never expected that the person he had just lectured was a super-rich individual with over a billion in assets. The middle-aged man's face turned red, feeling as if countless slaps were landing on his face. In front of a super-rich person, flaunting his meager assets made him feel like an idiot, a brainless one at that!
"Mr. Chen, would this be acceptable? Please rest assured, I can offer you the highest interest rate within my authority. As long as your money continues to be deposited in our bank, and from now on, I will personally receive you whenever you come to conduct business. Also, if you don't have time, our private banking clients can also book appointments for home service, and you can conduct business from home!" Cui Zhiwei was practically begging Chen Fan, his tone extremely sincere.