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Chapter 347 Bank
Banks have very busy cash flow, so just don't be foolish enough to transfer hundreds of thousands of yuan at once, or deposit millions of yuan in cash if you don't have the financial means to do so.

Small-scale fund transfers go completely unnoticed.

Of course, people with questionable backgrounds don't go through the bank's procedures at all.

For example, those whose money comes from dishonest means.

They all built special houses to store cash, jewelry, and other luxury goods.

As for whether leaving these things piled up directly in the house might leave evidence against them.

Do you think people want to let their money get moldy like this?
It's because going through the bank's procedures leaves behind financial clues, making it easy for them to come knocking on your door.

When it comes to money laundering, they're stingy and reluctant to spend the 20-30% commission they take.

If we don't find a place to pile them up, we can't just throw them away.

Not everyone has the ability, channels, or energy to personally use financial and film and television methods to launder money.

The reason Ai Liang received the call was probably because the bank saw a large sum of money suddenly appear in his account, and since the cardholder was a student, they wanted to trick him into buying financial products.

Ai Liang drove her RV to the telecommunications bank where she had applied for her bank card when she enrolled in school.

Although both Feng Yue and Ai Zhe, the parents, opposed Ai Liang coming to Qianhua City to study.

But Feng Chengfu had no objection to this; he had been laissez-faire from beginning to end.

In Ai Liang's memory, her grandfather was always a very easy-going person.

In this situation, not objecting means supporting.

This is also the main reason why Feng Yue was unhappy with Ai Liang leaving Nevada without permission, but did not stop her from doing so.

By directly transferring the money to the bank's card, Feng Chengfu has clearly stated his position.

Ai Liang walked into the lobby of the telecommunications bank again.

Several months have passed, and all traces left by the robbers' rampage have disappeared.

Ai Liang went to the front desk, took out her bank card, and prepared to transfer money.

After checking Ai Liang's card number, the receptionist immediately called the lobby manager.

This lobby manager is also an old acquaintance.

She was the woman whose phone was stolen by Ai Liang during the bank robbery.

When the police located the phone afterward based on the signal, the phone was completely smashed.

It's obvious that Ai Liang didn't hand over her own phone; instead, she used someone else's phone as a substitute.

Her phone contained all her clients' contact information and chat logs. Although the data was recovered, a new phone would cost money.

The software had to be downloaded again, which wasted a lot of time.

So when the lobby manager saw Ai Liang's face clearly, he immediately stared at him with a resentful look in his eyes.

But does Ai Liang seem like the kind of person who would feel guilty?
The lobby manager composed himself and flashed a professional smile: "Hello, I am..."

Ai Liang didn't introduce herself to her, but instead offered to recommend financial products: "I need to process an interbank transfer."

The lobby manager was taken aback, but showed no displeasure at Ai Liang's impolite behavior of interrupting others.

She kept smiling and led Ai Liang into the VIP room.

The Telecommunications Bank in Chika City is actually a small branch.

In Qianhua City, where the minimum income is over 4,000 yuan and the average income is over 10,000 yuan, the total savings deposits for the entire year last year did not exceed 100 million yuan.

It's really terrible.

Five million is definitely a big client for this bank.

In most people's minds, bank managers are always dressed in suits and ties, and seem unapproachable.

However, in this era of intense competition, some local bank managers, in order to boost performance and retain customers, often personally greet customers and treat them to meals.

During holidays and festivals, he would call major clients to inquire about their well-being, living like a sycophant.

There's no way around it; if you don't take advantage of them, someone else will. If you don't please your big clients, they won't deposit money with you anymore.

Upon entering the VIP room, the lobby manager even brought out teaware and served tea to Ai Liang.

But Ai Liang didn't give her a chance to speak: "I have other things to do next, please process the interbank transfer for me as soon as possible."

The lobby manager approached with a smile: "Why don't you reconsider? We can offer you the best possible discount..."

If we can retain Ai Liang as a customer, this year's performance can be significantly improved.

If a bank can so easily let go of a lucky charm, is it still a bank?

Ai Liang was very clear about what the lobby manager was thinking.

To avoid wasting time here, he stated his bottom line directly: "Someone transferred five million to my account, right? Three million of that was for buying a car."

I know you want to keep this deposit. I can leave the remaining two million here, but on the condition that you don't call and bother me.

Ai Liang spoke frankly, but the lobby manager grasped the key information.

She felt her chance to shine had come: "Are you buying a car? We have related financial services available, and we can help you when you pick up your car..."

Ai Liang had a bit of a headache and raised her hand to interrupt her: "All the paperwork for the car has been completed. We don't need any of your business, understand?"

The lobby manager's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment, and he didn't try to persuade her further.

How others spend their money is their business; interfering will only annoy people.

"With the remaining money, would you like to buy some financial products?" the lobby manager asked tentatively.

Ai Liang looked at her expressionlessly: "No need, please process the transfer as soon as possible."

Faced with Ai Liang's stubbornness, the lobby manager had no choice but to force a smile and begin processing the transfer.

He received a text message confirming the transfer shortly afterward.

The SMS service was activated simultaneously with Ai Liang's card application.

After confirming that the money had been transferred to Feng Yue's account, Ai Liang got up to leave the VIP room.

The lobby manager stood up and called out to Ai Liang: "Um, do you plan to keep the rest of the money in a current account or a fixed deposit? If it's a deposit with interest, we can arrange the highest interest rate for you."

"No need, just keep it alive," Ai Liang said casually.

"Um, the interest rate for demand deposits is very low..." the lobby manager said weakly.

Ai Liang turned to look at her: "Do you deposit the pocket money in your phone into a fixed deposit account?"

silence.

Sometimes, a simple word can cause great harm to others.

Ai Liang's simple statement about pocket money was enough to completely overwhelm the lobby manager.

In the past, Ai Liang would never have said such a thing.

However, growing up in that kind of family will inevitably influence one's values.

Would an average person bend down to pick up a one-cent coin if they saw it on the street?
of course not.

The two are based on the same principle.

After finishing dealing with the birthday gifts from my family, it was almost dusk.

The 4S store is too far away.

Most of the time was wasted on the way there and back.

By the time Ai Liang found a place to park her RV and returned home, the sun had already set.

Ye Qing and Yi Wenna, who lived next door, went to work or school as usual, and there wasn't a sound coming from inside the house.

Ai Liang locked the door and leaned back on the sofa, facing the cold and deserted living room alone.

The water dispenser was heating water with a whooshing sound, and the cheap refrigerator occasionally emitted a buzzing sound.

But the white noise emitted by the machine made the colors in the living room even darker.

Occasionally, the sound of cars passing by could be heard outside the window, but after a brief roar, the silence still dominated the area.

A strong sense of disconnect from reality arises again.

This gave Ai Liang a misconception.

Moving my family here from Nevada is like moving from one prison to another.

Apart from the change of people around me, nothing has changed.

The human body is so fragile...

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