Chapter 8 The God of Wealth is angry

"Look at it, look at it! No wonder you broke up with him. Look at him, hey, hey, give him money, he still doesn't want to give him, he deserves to die!" Jin Shaolong pointed to Ye Chen's back and said to his wife.

"Woo woo!" "Young Lady Jin cried: "Die to save face and suffer to suffer! He is here to disgrace me!"

"Isn't he just a little bank credit examiner?

"He's here on purpose!

"What else does he have besides being handsome?"

"Woo woo!" Young Lady Jin cried: "He must know my identity, that's why he wants to come to this auditor's authority! He deliberately came to anger me! Revenge on me! Woo woo!"

"Hmm!" Jin Shaolong nodded in agreement when he saw that what his wife said seemed to be the case.

Ye Chen called his secretary Rong Lili and walked towards the elevator room.

At this moment, two tall and handsome young men in suits, ties, polished leather shoes, and sunglasses stopped him.

"Look at him!

"That's it! I can't stand it!"

"Look at the young master!"

"Boy!

"Damn, I'm more handsome than Lao Tzu!"

This guy suddenly discovered: Ye Chen is taller and more handsome than him.

"Handsome and hairy? Look at the clothes he wears, the whole body, inside and out, is only one or two hundred yuan!

Obviously, these two people are Jin Shaolong's bodyguards.

"What do you two want to do?" Ye Chen noticed that he had been stopped.

"What are you talking about?" one of the tall and handsome bodyguards stepped forward and pushed Ye Chen with one palm.

"Look at how you can't hang it! I can't stand it!"

Another tall and handsome bodyguard stood still and didn't move, ready to watch Ye Chen's joke.

Ye Chen took a step back and pushed the other party's palm to dissolve.

He sneered: "You dare to touch me? Your master doesn't dare to touch me! You move me to try? You hit me here! Slap me in the face?"

Ye Chen pointed to his nose with a finger.

This kid is too arrogant, isn't he?

"I'm Nyima!" the bodyguard was so angry that he stepped forward on the spot and was about to punch someone.

However, when his fist was raised, it did not go down.

"Guard, someone beat me!" Ye Chen shouted at the inside of the Shanshui Tea House.

In a high-end teahouse like this, there is usually a floor security.

The two security guards had already arrived, but they didn't stop them.

They were standing on the side with a lively look, watching how Jin Shaolong's bodyguards cleaned up the poor silk in front of them!

I thought to myself: Nimadi! How did he, such a poor ghost, come to our Shanshui Tea House? and even run to the double-hair private room?

Since you have provoked Jin Shaolong Jin Ye, let him be humiliated!

This kind of person doesn't know who he is if he doesn't suffer a loss.

It's okay to fight, as long as you don't go to the hospital.

You dare to come to a high-end teahouse like ours, you are begging for a beating!

If I don't beat you, you'll run around and come to us in the future.

The two security guards heard Ye Chen's shouts and walked over reluctantly.

After hearing the movement outside, the people in the other private rooms of the teahouse all opened the doors and came out to watch the excitement.

Seeing a rich man's bodyguard bullying a poor boy, they all waited to see a good show with a sense of schadenfreude.

"The customer is God!, can you Shanshui Tea House watch God being bullied?" Ye Chen asked.

"Cut! Cut! Are you still God?"

Another bodyguard stepped forward and pulled the bodyguard who was posturing and beating people away.

"Poor one! Run to the Shanshui Tea House to pretend to be a force! Do you have any money?"

"Hahaha!"

The people around listened and looked at Ye Chen one by one and laughed.

That's right, with your clothes, the inside and outside will not add up to more than 200 yuan.

Just by Ye Chen's clothes, it can be seen that his inner fork pants are definitely the kind of three or five yuan bought at the stall, and they are not as good as an aunt towel of other beauties.

Someone's aunt's towel is thrown away after use, and his underwear is worn for at least a year or two.

"Don't judge people by their appearance, but judge them by their clothes. At the very least, I'm richer than you!" Ye Chen said, taking out the gold card from his pocket and shaking it in front of him.

"Gold!"

"The gold card of the Agricultural Development Bank!"

"The opening condition of the gold card of the Agricultural Development Bank is more than one million!"

"Ahh

There were many people who knew the goods and screamed on the spot.

Those who can use "agricultural gold" are rich people!

Unlike the gold cards of other banks, the gold card of the Agricultural Development Bank must maintain a maximum balance of one million per month.

"People are pretending to be better!

"Rich people really know how to play!"

Someone lamented.

"What are you playing?" Jin Shaolong walked over quickly and said, "What's so strange about him having a gold card from the Agricultural Development Bank? He is a credit examiner of the Agricultural Development Bank!"

What does credit mean?

It means credit and repayment.

To borrow money is to borrow!

Banks lend money to private individuals, businesses, and charge interest, which is called a loan.

Credit examiners are responsible for reviewing and approving bank loans to private individuals and enterprises.

"What?, the bankers?" someone asked.

"He's a temporary one!he's just recruited!" Jin Shaolong looked at Ye Chen with disdain and said.

"The people in the bank are all big guys!" said someone with deep feelings.

"Doot toot!"

Jin Shaolong's cell phone rang.

"Hey! Dad!"

Mrs. Jin Shao, Ye Chen's eighth ex-girlfriend, followed and leaned on Jin Shaolong's body. On the surface, he is showing affection, but in fact, he is deliberately angry with Ye Chen.

"Son, what's going on?"

It may be that Jin Shaolong was angry with Ye Chen and inadvertently pressed on the hands-free. The sound was so loud that everyone around it could hear it.

"Dad!" the Agricultural Development Bank has sent a new auditor......

"How's the talk?" Jin Sheng's tone changed a little on the spot.

"Dad, he, me, he'......"

Seeing his son talking in a slurred manner, Jin Sheng knew that things had not been done.

"I know! I know! The statue of the God of Wealth offered at home somehow fell off the offering table and shattered! I told you 10,000 times! 10,000 times! The people in the bank are all uncles! They are all people you can't afford to mess with......

"Dad, isn't it?......?

Jin Shaolong wanted to argue: Isn't this your daughter-in-law my wife's ex-boyfriend?

"I told you! Even if the other party is a toilet sweeper in the bank, you can't offend her......

"Dad!"

"You come back to me!"

"Dad!"

"Toot, beet, beet......" Dad's phone hung up.

Ye Chen put away the gold card and grabbed his hands at the person in front of him, signaling to get out of the way.

The bodyguards and security guards who stopped in front of them all automatically gave way to a way.

In such an atmosphere, who would dare to provoke him?

Who is he? He's a banker!

Banks are the God of Wealth!

Even the toilet cleaners in the bank, you can't offend. Perhaps, people know or are relatives of the president of the bank or some important leader in the bank. If you offend her, your loan will be considered a loan.

What's more, Ye Chen is still a credit examiner at the Agricultural Development Bank?