What if I'm really rich

"20? Is your son injured?"

Gao Xiuqin's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

She knew very well what her son was like.

I didn't even get into a university, and I had to go to a junior college.

I only worked for one year, so where did I get 20 yuan?

I heard from others that real college students rarely earn 20 yuan a year when they first start working.

Ever since, she thought of the plot in the TV series.

I wondered if Su Ze was hit by a luxury car, and the other party lost so much money.

Thinking of this, Gao Xiuqin looked at Su Conghai's smiling face, and couldn't help scolding:

"What's going on, tell me!"

"No no!"

Su Conghai waved his hands quickly, about to explain.His son Su Ze called.

"Have you received it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Su Ze's voice like asking for credit came from the phone.

Gao Xiuqin was relieved a lot, but she still cared:

"Son, are you alright?"

Su Ze: "??????"

"Mom, what can I do? Very good!"

Gao Xiuqin: "You're fine, where did you get the money?"

Su Ze: "????????!!"

"Oh, you are talking about money. You can ask my dad! I will talk to you later, hang up first!"

"This stinky boy"

Gao Xiuqin looked at the mobile phone that had returned to the Alipay interface, underestimated, turned her gaze to Su Conghai's face, and asked forcefully:

"My son told you to tell me, so tell me. What's going on with the money!"

Su Conghai was a little speechless, every time Gao Xiuqin met her son, she just couldn't get along with him.

But he got used to it, picked up a stool and sat down, and said, "First explain! This has nothing to do with me, it's like this..."

...

Su Ze turned off the phone, and felt a lot calmer.

It wasn't that he hung up the phone on purpose, the main reason was that Gao Xiuqin asked more and more detailed questions.

Can't answer, can't he hide?

Su Ze raised his head and looked at the bustling crowd around the Mercedes-Benz shop.

Originally, when he heard that he had to wait for the H9, he still thought about buying any one of the BBAs and walking first.

But now he doesn't think so.

One is that he has enough money and his BBA goes up, so he can choose more.

Second, the reasons he was looking for became more and more full, and the deliberate cover-up seemed to be unworkable.

In addition, there are not many people I knew in Yanjing.

So he's ready to splurge, to better places.

"Waiting for one car is waiting, it is better to wait for a few more cars."

Thinking about it, Su Ze turned on his phone again and called an online car-hailing car.

...

At this time, inside the branch of Industrial and Commercial International Bank of Yanjing Baiziwan.

Zhang Song knocked on the door of the president's office.

After entering, he handed over the documents.

"Mr. Yang, there is a message back there. There is nothing wrong with the money."

Yang Wei took the document and glanced at it briefly, then closed the document again, and said:

"Then go get in touch with the other party and arrange the remaining services."

"Okay, Mr. Yang!"

Zhang Song took back the documents and walked out of the president's office.

Get ready for a while and call the other party to say hello.

At work this morning, staff said there was suspicious funds in one account.

He saw that it was indeed.

The customer's card was processed at their branch early last year, and the card is only a little over a year old so far.

Judging from the information left by customers and the flow of more than a year in the past.

The money is really very suspicious.

1000 million cash is also a huge amount of money, so he hurriedly asked the president for instructions.

Ever since, it was forwarded to the relevant department for review.

No, as soon as the receipt came over there, he went to notify the president.

The result can be described as turning worry into joy.

Otherwise, if illegal funds enter their bank, not only will there be no profit, but it will also cause embarrassment.

If the relevant departments take the initiative to come to verify, it will be the label of ineffective supervision.

Zhang Song was walking with a smile on his face when the staff member from before came up to meet him again, with an unnatural expression on his face.

"Manager Zhang, you went to rest just now, but I didn't find you. At 12:20, another sum of money was added to that account."

Now that Zhang Song knew that the account was fine, he also became distracted. The more money in this account, the better.

Looking at the male staff member with an unnatural expression in front of him, he still felt that he was too young.

It was this expression when the other party had more than 1000 million credits.

Still at this time.

There is really no progress at all.

Zhang Song didn't talk to him, but shook the document in his hand.

"This account is fine, how much has it been added? Tell me!"

Seeing Zhang Song's nonchalant expression, the staff member suddenly wanted to punch him.

However, the other party asked.

He still answered honestly, but his voice trembled slightly: "Ten... one billion! A whole!"

"How many?"

Zhang Song rubbed his temples, and asked again.

The staff member said it once, but he calmed down, but he was secretly happy when he saw Zhang Song's reaction.

He had been unhappy seeing Zhang Song for a long time, but now he was very happy to see his deflated appearance.

Even if the money is not his.

The staff member repeated a sentence, and took Zhang Song to check.

Not long after, Zhang Song knocked on the door of the president's office again.

"Come in!"

With permission, Zhang Song walked in quickly.

Pass the account information that was copied just now to Yang Wei.

"President, money has been added to that account again, one billion!"

Hearing this, Yang Wei quickly took the copy slip and read it carefully.

"Jingle, bell, bell, bell~"

Yang Wei was still watching, and the office landline turned up.

He picked it up.

And Zhang Song understood it very well, and leaned back a few steps.

"it's me!"

"Yes!"

"understand!"

"it is good!"

The phone call didn't take long, and soon Yang Wei put the phone back.

He looked at the copy slip in his hand again and thought for a moment.

He raised his eyes and said to Zhang Song who was beside him:

"The head office supervised the money and asked if we have submitted it to the relevant department for review. You will go out and submit it as soon as possible."

"Yes yes yes! This is my negligence. I will do it when I go out."

Zhang Song also knew that they were delayed for an hour.

I also scolded the previous staff member in my heart.

If I go to eat the fuck, you can't find me, or tell the president directly.

Yang Wei didn't look at Zhang Song's reaction, and continued to order:

"In this way, you don't need to communicate with this client. Isn't the new Qiao Yun very pretty? Let her get in touch, and you'll call her over later. That's it, you hurry up and do it."

"Good Mr. Yang!"

Zhang Song felt a pain in his heart when he turned around, he was planning to attack Qiao Yun.

"Ah~"

Zhang Song sighed, but he didn't dare to delay, and hurried to do what Yang Wei ordered.