Chu Xuan reluctantly used his broken Santana to carry the bull-nosed old way.

Although his broken Santana is very shabby, the old road of Niubi is even more sloppy, and Chu Xuan feels that letting the old road of the cownose take his own car is simply dirty his car.

Chu Xuan took the old way of Niu Bi, and the two went to the bank to withdraw money together, as for Liu Weiwei and Chu Donglai, they first looked at the corpse of the old scalper here, and waited for the old way to get the money back, and then bought the bezoar in Chu Donglai's hand.

Chu Xuan and Lao Dao arrived at the only bank in Qingshui Town, and the bank's service staff was a cold-looking, fashionably dressed young woman, wearing a white bank counter uniform, the uniform was very tight, but the two peaks in front of him were extremely huge.

As a result, the buttons on the top layer of the uniform can't be buttoned at all, and the buttons on the second layer can barely be buttoned, but the two white rabbits are still about to come out, and there is a danger of jumping out at any time.

The magnificent service woman on her chest was looking down to collect her papers, when she suddenly smelled the smell of sweat that she hadn't taken a bath for a long time.

He frowned and looked up at the glass outside the counter, and saw a fortune teller about sixty or seventy years old, with a row of big white teeth, looking at her with a grin. And there is also a young man dressed in ordinary clothes next to Lao Dao, although he looks good, but he is also a master who has no money.

The service woman was very disgusted by the old man's eyes, especially this person who didn't seem to have much money, and he said coldly:

If you want to withdraw money, you can withdraw it at the 24-hour ATM outside the bank if you have less than 5,000 yuan, so you can save trouble, and I will save trouble. ”

The attitude of the service woman is already obvious, if you don't have money, just pick it up outside.

"Hehe, little Nizi, the old man is going to withdraw money. ”

Lao Dao was still smiling, and the wrinkles on his face were folded together, and his eyes were looking at the two mountains where the woman was served, without any shame.

Chu Xuan saw the old way's eyes, and muttered in his heart:

This old Taoist looks quite old, he is still a Taoist priest, but he didn't expect to be a temperamental person, which is really a strange flower.

"Withdraw money, go out and withdraw money, depending on your appearance, should you withdraw 1,000 or a few hundred yuan? Didn't I tell you just now? If it's less than 5,000 yuan, go to the ATM outside to get it!"

The service woman felt the sight of Lao Dao on her chest, and she was even more disgusted, and said indignantly in her heart:

Old, lustful, and poor ruffians, this kind of person is dead!

"Xiao Nizi, the old man took not 1,000 or 5,000, but 500,000!"

Lao Dao didn't care about the disgusted look of the service woman, and said amazingly.

"What?!ha, 500,000, old man, a few dishes?

The service woman was directly made to laugh by the words of the old man, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Xiao Nizi, the old man has lived for so many years, you are a snobbish person, the old man has seen a lot, if it weren't for the old man who saw that you were in good shape and good-looking, the old man would have taught you a lesson, in order to prevent you from making bigger mistakes, don't do so much, hurry up and get me money!"

Lao Dao directly handed the black gold bank card that was deducted from under the sole of his foot to the service woman through the gap in the glass.

Looking at this posture, I used to be a good player at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but now that I'm older, I don't have the mind to play.

The service woman only felt that she had met an old fool today, and she didn't take Lao Dao's words to heart at all, and casually glanced at the black gold bank card handed over by Lao Dao, and then her pupils shrank suddenly, and she exclaimed.

"Black Gold Dragon Card!"

"Xiao Nizi is still a good acquaintance, the old man forgot how much money is still in it, you can help me check it, and take out 500,000 cash by the way!"

Lao Dao smiled, looking at this woman's expression, he knew that she recognized this card.

"It's ............ I don't have this permission yet, I'll call the manager right now, please wait a minute!"

The attitude of serving women has changed 180 degrees. Even before leaving, he threw a watery and tender look at the old Tao who she was disgusted with just now.

Chu Xuan saw the series of changes in his attitude towards serving women, and sighed at the snobbery and ...... of this woman The power of money! Chu Xuan felt that if this old man asked for a dewy affair with this service woman.

No matter how sloppy the old way is, there is still a high probability that the service woman will nod her head in agreement.

It took almost two minutes for a chubby, oily bank manager to trot from the counter to the bank lobby, followed by the service woman.

"Oh, old gentleman, old gentleman comes with me to the office, I will make you a cup of good Longjing tea for the old gentleman, just now our staff snubbed you, and please have a lot of knowledge with the woman with long hair and short knowledge"

The bank manager came to Lao Dao's face, saw Lao Dao's dress and smelled the sour smell of Lao Dao's body, and was slightly stunned, but after all, it was an old fritter in officialdom, and immediately reacted and flattered.

"This young man, Longjing tea is not necessary, you hurry up and get me 500,000 yuan, I still have to give it to this kid?"

The fortune teller pointed at Chu Xuan and said.

Xiaoqian hurriedly went to get 500,000 yuan in cash for this old gentleman. ”

The bank manager nodded, and quickly said to the service woman behind him.

The service woman smiled sweetly, gently took the bank card, glanced at the old man, and ran to the counter quickly.

"Young man, how much money is left on my bank card? I haven't withdrawn money for a long time, and I don't know how much money is left on it?"

The fortune teller asked the bank manager again.

"Hehe, old man, I checked it for you just now, and the balance is still 487.35 million in total!"

The bank manager continued to smile flatteringly. The old way in front of this is a big customer, a super invincible big customer, and he must not be slack.

"Shhh

Chu Xuan gasped slightly, and said in shock: "487.35 million! Is fortune-telling so profitable now? Why don't I change my career to fortune-telling? What kind of village doctor! What kind of little magic doctor!"

"Yo, I remember that there were only 200 million, who transferred money to me again?"

The fortune teller muttered in confusion.

"In recent years, many people have been transferring money for you, old man, non-stop, presumably this is the money that people owe you, right?"

The bank manager said with a smile on the side.

"People don't owe me money, I just counted my life for others a few times, and they thanked me for it, I didn't expect this thank you fee to last so long, it seems that I calculated it quite accurately!"

The fortune teller habitually helped his beard, and he was very satisfied with his fortune-telling skills.