The South Island Commercial Bank, the largest local commercial bank in the South Island Province, has gained momentum in the province in recent years.

Yang Weicheng intends to take out a loan, and his preferred target is the South Island Commercial Bank.

He came to the bank and went directly to the relationship manager to consult about the loan.

"Who do I need to negotiate with if I want to apply for a loan?" Yang Weicheng said politely.

The account manager was a beautiful young girl, wearing a uniform and skirt that was rare in her years.

She greeted Yang Weicheng with a smile at first and asked, "Sir, how much do you want to borrow?" Is it a local account? Agricultural or urban hukou? ”

"Oh, I'm not a local, a town hukou."

Yang Wei would like to add that I have a local company.

It was precisely because of the company that he had the confidence to enter this bank.

The company has a registered capital of 500,000 yuan, and it can borrow some money.

But as soon as the account manager heard him say this, the smile on his face changed, although it was still a smile, but it gradually became stiff.

"Yes, sir, that's right." She said in a professional sweet voice, "Our bank is a local commercial bank, and in principle, we can't lend money to people like you, I'm sorry." ”

After saying that, she smiled and turned to the side.

Yang Weicheng touched his brain, chased after him and said, "So, who can I talk to?" ”

If you don't break the law, you can't do anything, and he still understands this truth.

"Excuse me sir, we have regulations, and according to the regulations, your conditions are not within the scope of our loan services."

The account manager was still smiling politely, but his smile was already very stiff. After saying that, he turned his head and pretended to serve other customers.

Yang Weicheng had a black line in his head: "Don't you understand my words?" I want to know who's in charge of the loan business, and I'm going to talk to him directly. ”

"Oh my God, who of us can't understand whom? You are not qualified! The account manager raised his voice.

Her voice is very good, her voice is clear, and there are many people in the hall, which instantly attracted many eyes and embarrassed Yang Weicheng.

"What are you anxious about? I didn't say anything other than to know where the credit clerk was. ”

The two of you said a word, and before you knew it, they quarreled.

On the side of the road outside the gate, a car slowly stopped, the driver got down, and immediately ran to open the back door, followed by a middle-aged man with a Chinese face.

It's a pity that Yang Weicheng was busy arguing with his beautiful sister at that time, and he didn't notice them at all, otherwise he would definitely recognize this person - Lei Zhen, the father of the injured boy.

He passed the porch, about to take the side door to his office, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the noise of the hall, so he peeked in.

"Huh?! How is he? Lei Zhen was a little surprised, and immediately said to the driver next to him, "Xiao Liu, you go and ask what's going on, and come up and tell me immediately." ”

"Okay, Governor Ray." The driver, Xiao Liu, nodded and walked into the hall quickly, while Lei Zhen walked into the small door and went up the stairs to the second floor.

Faced with the account manager who was more noisy and imposing, smiling and not spitting out dirty words, but with a tongue like a sword, Yang Weicheng felt deeply desperate.

Only women and villains are difficult to raise, and the ancients did not deceive me!

After arguing, a man who looked like a leader came out and asked, "What's the matter Yang Li?" ”

"Manager, that's ......"

When the customer service manager said this to the man, the man frowned: "What are you kidding, don't you think we are not busy enough?" Tell the security guard to kick me out......"

With the support of a man, the customer service manager was more reasonable, and shouted to the security guard: "Security guard, blow this person out, it will affect our normal business!" ”

The young security guard rushed over and grabbed Yang Weicheng's arm unceremoniously: "Sir, please go out!" ”

"Hey, hey, let go, who's responsible for my broken arm?" Yang Wei became a Taoist.

"What are you talking about? Get out! The manager waved his hand impatiently, "Governor Lei came down to inspect today, and I don't have the time to deal with this kind of garbage." ”

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a tall figure who was passing through the glass door, and his eyes lit up: "Isn't that the driver of the thunder line?" Brother Liu, Brother Liu! ”

He raised his hand in greeting and greeted him enthusiastically.

When the driver Xiao Liu saw him, he nodded and smiled: "Hello Manager Li." ”

Manager Li held his hand and shook it vigorously: "Brother Liu, why did you come to the hall?" What about thunder? ”

"Went upstairs." Xiao Liu said.

Manager Li immediately looked nervous: "Oh, yes?" Then I'll go check it out! Brother Liu, you have something important to report to Lei Xing today. ”

He turned around to leave, but was dragged by Xiao Liu: "Wait a minute, what's going on?" ”

Xiao Liu pointed to Yang Weicheng, who was entangled with the security guard and account manager, and asked.

Manager Li glanced back and scolded in his heart: "Damn, I knew that I would get into trouble!" ”

Turning his head and smiling at Xiao Liu: "It's okay, a fool from out of town, I can't figure out our regulations, so I have to come to take out ......a loan."

"Really?" Xiao Liu's brows furrowed.

Manager Li is a good person, and when he caught a glimpse of Xiao Liu's expression, he asked, "What, Brother Liu, do you know this person?" ”

"Oh, I don't know, but the president asked me to ask about the situation." Xiao Liu said, "In this case, I'll go back and say hello to the president, you're busy!" ”

After saying goodbye, Xiao Liu hurriedly went upstairs to find Lei Zhen.

But he said that Manager Li turned Xiao Liu's words over and over in his heart, pondered for more than a minute, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

This bank welcomes so many customers every day.

As the saying goes, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and they often encounter tricky customers.

"No, there's something going on here!" Manager Li said secretly, he was about to turn around and stop the security guard's behavior, and carefully asked Yang Weicheng if he knew President Lei.

As a credit manager, it is necessary for him to have some interpersonal relationships with his boss to facilitate his actions.

But as soon as he turned his head, Yang Wei disappeared, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed, each doing his own business.

The account manager with a sweet voice is solving the doubts of a fashionably dressed girl, as if nothing had happened just now.

"What about people?" Manager Li rushed over and asked.

The account manager was stunned: "What person?" ”

"That one just now!" Manager Li said impatiently.

"He's been driven away." The account manager smiled sweetly, ready to win Manager Li's approving gaze, but Manager Li sighed fiercely and turned his head and rushed out.

He rushed to the road, intending to find Yang Weicheng, but the street was crowded, how could he still find that 'Han Bao'?

said that Yang Weicheng was kicked out, but he was actually unwilling to clash with the security guards.

"Everyone eats together, I don't care about you." Before leaving, Yang Weicheng said to the security guard.

The security guard smiled contemptuously, flicked the card on his shoulder, and turned disdainfully and walked into the bank.

Being able to work as a security guard in this bank is simply an ancestral accumulation! The salary is high and the benefits are good, and the three days off are two, how comfortable it is! Many people envy his work and can't ask for it.

"A hillbilly from out of town, he knows a banana peel!" The security guard said secretly.

Just like that, Yang Weicheng returned to his residence bored, slept first, and prepared to go out to wander later.

He lay in bed, fantasizing about a better life in the future, and unconsciously fell asleep.

In the dream, the big red word "happiness" was pasted on the wall, and a pair of red candles shone brightly.

Lin Xi wore a bright red bridal dress with a red hijab and sat on the bed with her head bowed shyly. And he was wearing a groom's outfit with a weighing rod, and his mouth was cracked to the back of his ear when he was smiling, and he was about to lift his hijab.

A crackling knock on the door pulled him out of his dream.

"Who!"

Yang Weicheng opened his eyes and shouted angrily, he was not so angry when he got up.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Yang Weicheng?"

A man's voice sounded a little flattering from outside the door.

Yang Weicheng's head tilted on the pillow, and in the blink of an eye, a carp rolled over.

When he opened the door, he was very surprised: "Why, you are chasing and killing here, and you still have to come with me endlessly?" ”

Standing outside the door was Manager Li of the South Island Commercial Bank.

Manager Li obviously couldn't comprehend Yang Weicheng's sour ridicule, and he smiled all over his face: "Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry, I wronged you today." ”

Nodding his head and waist, Yang Weicheng felt funny in his heart, and at the same time curious, what kind of wind was this guy blown by?