City: I'm Really Not Rich

Zhang Chen hurriedly returned to his rental room.

After closing the door, it took a long time for the excitement to calm down a little.

"Ding! The deposit docking notices of major banks have been issued, please host as soon as possible to choose the deposit bank to accept 100,000 yuan deposits!",

Hearing this voice, Zhang Chen remembered that he had tried to withdraw 100,000 yuan before.

As soon as the sound of the system fell, Zhang Chen's phone rang.

There is a call.

is 96***.

Such calls are usually bank numbers.

Zhang Chen answered the phone without hesitation:

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hey, is this Mr. Zhang Chen? Hello~ I'm the president of the head office of Bianhai Bank, Zhao Weijian!"

Bank president?

Looking at the phone number, it is indeed the service number of Bianhai Bank.

But why is this person's voice so... flattering?

In Zhang Chen's impression, the image of the bank president should be more like a cold president Fan Er.

Instead of this on the phone, the voice is flattering like a little daughter-in-law.

"is there anything?"

It was the first time Zhang Chen received an unsolicited call from the bank president.

"Oh, that's right, I was thinking...let's see if you can deposit a little money in our bank, five thousand yuan, eight thousand yuan... If it can exceed ten thousand, it will be even better!"

"You can rest assured that money is the safest in our bank! And I can assure you that as long as you deposit money, we can sign a large deposit agreement with you to ensure that you will get at least 6% guaranteed return a year!"

6%?

It is indeed higher than the interest rate given by the system.

"this..."

Zhang Chen didn't know how much 100,000 was, but after the scene where the seller just grabbed the cake.

He knows it, this one hundred thousand yuan multiplied by one million times is 100 billion!

No wonder the system says the amount is larger...

Grass, hastily, all of a sudden to mention so much money!

Just when Zhang Chen was hesitating whether to agree to Zhao Weijian, the doorbell rang suddenly.

A woman's charming voice came from outside the door:

"Is Mr. Zhang Chen inside? I'm Yang Mi'er from Huaqi Bank. I have something to talk to you about!"

"Could you please open the door~!"

Zhang Chen rented an old house with poor sound insulation.

The people at the door spoke, and I could hear them clearly inside.

Not only Zhang Chen, but also Zhao Jianwei on the other end of the phone heard clearly.

The people from Huaqi Bank have arrived?

This time, Zhao Jianwei was frightened into a cold sweat!

The 100,000 capital flow in Zhang Chen's hands is a huge sum of money.

Many listed companies have a market value of 100,000 yuan, or even 1 million super-large enterprises, and the funds that can flow are only a few thousand yuan at best.

Some companies are even struggling to come up with 1,800 yuan.

And Zhang Chen suddenly took out a cash flow of 100,000? !

It's just a big piece of fat.

If any bank is lucky enough to win this business, at least half a year's performance has been completed.

It's hard to imagine what these bankers would do for such a huge profit!

But don't let anyone get in first!

"Hey! Mr. Zhang, we will rush over now, please wait until we arrive to determine the flow of funds!"

After Zhao Jianwei said the last sentence, he immediately hung up the phone and trotted out of the office.

"Quick, let the driver prepare a car to pick me up downstairs, and we'll go to Xiangrong Community immediately!"

Zhao Weijian said to the secretary with a serious look.

"Xiangrong Community? Is it the Xiangrong Community at the old city entrance in the north of the city?"

The secretary repeated Zhao Weijian's words in disbelief.

Zhao Weijian usually deals with dignitaries and business owners.

The residential areas that are usually in and out are high-end residential areas, or luxury villas.

Xiangrong Community is a 60-year-old community with only two buildings, no property, and the house is in disrepair.

All the wealthy owners moved out.

Many of the vacant houses are rented out to fresh graduates and migrant workers.

How could such a place be worth a trip to Zhao Weijian?

You must have heard it wrong!

"Nonsense, which Xiangrong community is there in the entire Bianhai City! Hurry up, no one can take this responsibility if the time is delayed!"

Zhao Weijian took a few quick steps towards the door, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the suit in the mirror.

He frowned and stopped.

Then he took off his suit jacket without hesitation, and shouted to the secretary: "This Armani suit is not good, hurry up and get the one I customized at Glenindiv!"

It was the first time that the secretary saw the usual calm and modest president, but he was so nervous and anxious.

I started to speculate...

Could it be that the big man the president wants to meet today is a minister-level cadre?

Even if I meet the governor, I have never seen him so impatient...

This person in Xiangrong Community is definitely not easy! *