After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin went to work in a bank?

[Can anyone tell me, is this true? 】

[I still can’t believe that Feng Yin went to work in a bank! This is like a meat-eating animal going to the slaughterhouse. 】

[The big bad wolf works part-time as the sheep manager. 】

[Fengyin’s agent Li Sanyi, let me explain, she really went to work in a bank. 】

Li Sanyi showed up to explain. Netizens had to believe it and watched the live broadcast with a strange mentality.

Some people even bet on which day Feng Yin will rob a bank?

In the footage of the live broadcast room, Feng Yin was already handling the third business, still checking whether the pension had arrived for a retired employee, and also checking whether there was any money in the account.

"You won't lose this money if you don't spend it."

"Oh, I'm scared."

Outside the window, separated by the thick glass, the old man said: "Yesterday I saw the news that a bank had transferred money from other people's accounts. I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep all night."

The wind crackled, and he placed the passbook in the groove under the glass and said: "That's an exception, most banks can still do it."

"Hey!"

Sister Wang, who was always ready to help Feng Yin, reminded her: This cannot be said!
Feng Yin continued to serve the old man with a smile. The old man was also shocked by Feng Yin's truth, and he worried that he would have to come and see him every day in the future.

After seeing off the old man in front of him, Feng Yin pressed a button to call the next person to handle the business.

"Sister Wang, sit down, don't worry, my behavior will not have any impact on you, don't worry."

After Feng Yin said this, the next customer happened to sit down, an elderly lady.

"Hello, what business do I need to handle?"

"I want to transfer money. This is the account number. Come on, kid, I'm in a hurry."

Feng Yin took a piece of paper with a bank account number on it. At the same time, the old lady handed over a passbook and bank card and said: "I don't know how to do it myself. I will transfer it from this one."

Feng Yin took it and asked: "How much do you need to transfer?"

"One hundred thousand!"

"What did you use the one hundred thousand for?"

"what?"

The old lady didn't understand, and asked in a loud voice in her anxiety: "Why do you care about this? I can't transfer my own money yet."

Feng Yin turned sideways, looked at the old lady head-on and said: "The money is naturally yours, but the bank has regulations. We must ask about the use and source of the money. This is not for you, but for the increasing number of fraudsters, and to combat money laundering. Waiting for illegal behavior.”

"You have made some contribution to the national interest."

A tall hat was placed on the old lady's head by Feng Yin. People of that era all wanted to contribute to the country.

Sure enough, the old lady was instantly comforted by Feng Yin and replied: "My son is in trouble and I need money urgently. I'm really anxious. Please transfer the money to me quickly."

"I'll do it right now, it will take some time."

Feng Yin's fingers clicked on the keyboard. In fact, she didn't do anything, she just typed randomly.

"Auntie, what's wrong with your son?"

The old lady was really anxious, but seeing that Feng Yin was already operating, she just said a few more words.

It turned out that she received a call this morning, saying that her son had hit someone this morning, and that he needed money to steal money, otherwise he would go in.

"I know that the other party must be blackmailing, so maybe it's okay to let the matter go. Just spend some money."

Feng Yin nodded in agreement and continued to ask: "Who made this call to you? Have you personally seen your son and communicated with him?"