Chapter 102: Weighing the Money

When it comes to assistants, the men will show a knowing lewd smile. The www.biquge.info so-called assistant has something to do, and there is nothing to do as an assistant. This kind of life makes my mouth water just thinking about it!

In the legal world, an assistant is not a sex toy for the rich, but a real profession. You don't see that the court has a judge's assistant, the procuratorate has a prosecutor's assistant, and even the lawyer has a lawyer's assistant. Many law school graduates are employed for the first time in a position as a paralegal.

The role of paralegals should not be underestimated. Legal affairs are trivial and complicated, and without a good assistant, these trivial matters alone will tire the lawyer to death. A female assistant like Shang Qian, who is beautiful and graceful, and has certain legal skills, is not easy to find in the legal circle.

The legal circle has always been a male world, and women have been criticized and excluded. There is a saying in the legal circle that there are three kinds of people in the world - men, women, and female lawyers, who can respond to this problem very well.

If you want to say that Shang Qian's work is worth 260,000 yuan, it is definitely not worth it, and it is worth 100,000 yuan to survive. But first, Han Dong needed the signboard of the Legal Aid Center, and secondly, Shang Qian was frightened because of this case, and Han Dong had an appointment with her first, so he didn't care about the 180,000.

After lining up at the bank, Han Dong handed over the bank card and a small note at the window, which said to withdraw 300,000. The pretty little teller was shocked by Han Dong's little note. I've never seen a local tyrant withdraw money like this. Don't they all go to the VIP room?

Moreover, the withdrawal of huge amounts of cash requires an appointment in advance, which is the truth that the trenches know, right? The little teller immediately included Han Dong in groups such as nouveau riche.

"Sir, you need to make an appointment in advance, otherwise you can't handle it?" The little teller checked Han Dong's account and found that this kid was not cheating. There is really money on it, and it is more than a million.

She couldn't help but look at Han Dong again. The young man in front of Sven, no matter how you look at it, is just an ordinary college student, how can he have so much money? The little teller was a little unbelievable.

"You can't do it, can you? Then please help me transfer all the money to this ABC card, and I'll try it over there. Han Dong didn't know this rule, he just needed the money urgently and pretended to be forced, so he deliberately made it difficult for the little teller. If Shang Qian's parents go back early, wouldn't it be a great opportunity to pretend to be forced?

"Sir, the Agricultural Bank of China also has to make an appointment." The little teller explained diligently.

"Well, I know, then I'll go to Minsheng~ There will always be an exception for me, right?"

Nima, what my mother said is right, sure enough, the local tyrants have some bad taste. The little teller thought to himself. She saw that Han Dong's grade was carrying a huge amount of money lightly, and it really seemed that she was full of eggs. Despite the slander, she still has a professional smile on her face.

At CCB's business office on the campus of Binhai University, the most common business is to pay tuition fees and collect living expenses for poor students. High-net-worth users like Han Dong with millions of cash are rarely seen several times a year. In the middle of the stalemate between the two, a chubby female supervisor in her thirties came over, and after asking about the situation, she eagerly took Han Dong to the VIP room.

This kind of local tyrant can't help but be ignored by the female supervisor, and if it is fooled, maybe the financial marketing task of a month will be completed. "Sir, according to the regulations, it is necessary to make an appointment in advance to withdraw a large amount of cash, and we need to prepare cash in advance."

Han Dong's face was a little impatient, and he didn't mean to answer at all. The female supervisor had no choice but to succumb to the obscenity of the local tyrant, "But seeing that you do continue to use the money, our bank will handle the withdrawal procedures for you immediately, please wait." Han Dong's face looked better at this time, and he nodded slightly at her.

The female supervisor saw the opportunity to sell, "Has Mr. ever done financial management?" ”

Han Dong shook his head, he was just a poor dick before, where did he have spare money to manage his finances.

"The so-called you don't manage money, money doesn't care about you, Mr. can take a look at our bank's financial products, the yield is quite good."

The marketing level of the female supervisor is average, and Han Dong doesn't want to listen to her noise at all. "I don't buy financial management, I don't buy insurance, I don't speculate in stock funds, I don't do trusts, I just come to get some soy sauce and get money, thank you."

The female supervisor was obviously thin-skinned, and after listening to Han Dong's complaints, she gave a reluctant smile, poured a glass of water and turned to leave. Han Dong was happy to be quiet and flipped through the magazines prepared by the bank.

After more than an hour of inking, Han Dong walked out of the VIP room with a large bag of money. He called Sam Bao and made an appointment to meet him at the gate of Binhai University. Sanbao didn't know where the wild waves were, Han Dong waited for him for more than an hour, and he was late.

"Han Dong Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm." Sambo still looks like a slut. Han Dong rolled his eyes, he hadn't seen him for two or three days in total, he couldn't be so numb, right?

"Sambo, you did a good job last time, and this is your bonus." Han Dong threw Sanbao a brown paper envelope containing four stacks of old man's heads.

Sanbao nodded and took it, weighed the weight, and knew that there was a lot of money in it. He opened the brown paper pocket and saw the neatly stacked hundred-dollar bills inside, and his eyes were about to fall off.

This Han Dong Xiaoyou, oh, no, the boss is too open! The shot is 40,000 yuan. He humbly covered his brown paper pocket and asked incredulously, "Is this for Xiaodao?" ”

Han Dong couldn't help but be a little funny. "I said that I will not treat anyone who gives me my life."

"Boss, Xiaodao kneels for you! In the future, go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, and the trail will not be resigned. After receiving Han Dong's award, Sanbao Wen crepe showed his loyalty.

Han Dong scolded with a smile, "Get out of your eggs, save a little money yourself, don't spend it on a woman's belly." ”

"Boss, you are a full man who doesn't know how hungry a man is hungry, you have a stunning baby like the boss lady, so you can naturally sing every night. Xiaodao is a single dog, it's not good to always masturbate in the corner of the Internet café, right? ”

Sanbao is worthy of having his own obscene aura, and Han Dong regretted talking to him a little. Nima, I can't go to the Internet café in the future. Who knows how many lewd men like Sambo have left the miracle of life there?

"Let's go, find a few beautiful girls tonight, let's have a four-handed play, Bao Shuang! The trail pays! Sanbao's hands were itching, and he wanted to pull Han Dong to have a good time.

Han Dong rolled his eyes, ignored him and turned to leave. "I'll get in touch when I have something."

Sanbao replied vaguely, with some emotion. The little boss is kind and generous, but he is too rigid in the affairs of men and women. Boring! Quite boring! Originally, tonight, Dao Ye still wanted to teach you the thirty-six hands of Dong Xuanzi? This is the treasured mastery of the Taoist master, and it is easy not to pass it on. After you finish learning, keep your King Kong from being bad, and kill the on their knees and beg for mercy!

Han Dong didn't know that San Bao had orchestrated him so much behind his back, otherwise he would have to get the money back.