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Chapter 107 Husband, Husband! (2)

After thinking about it, I still entered the text message box.

Lost and deleted, deleted and lost... In the end, there were only two words left.

"Thank you"

No matter what, Situ Nanke helped her solve her urgent needs.

The family's old house is in a hutong near Houhai, and every inch of land is expensive. Nowadays, courtyard houses in the imperial capital are rare and expensive, not to mention her old house where the prince used to live.

Even if she could get the money from the bank, it was still a long way off. If it wasn't for his money, she wouldn't dare to think about buying the house back.

After sending the text message and checking the time on her phone, she stepped out of the community at a faster pace.

Tomorrow is the day of the auction, today she has to hurry up and transfer the money to her card, and then she can go to the court to bid for the auction tomorrow.

Walking out of the community, she stared at the bank diagonally across the road, gritted her teeth, and hailed a taxi.

"XX Bank!"

Didn't Chen Wentong say that if she took 100 million, he would kneel and sign the bill.

This time, she insisted that he sign the bill on his knees!

The taxi stopped outside the bank where Chen Wentong was. Yi Meng got out of the car with her bag, looked up at the towering bank building in front of her, and walked into the business hall with her chin raised.

"Miss, please swipe your card to get the number for business!"

When the staff saw her entering the door, they smiled and reminded her.

Instead of going to get the number, Yi Meng took out the book with the check in it from her bag, opened it, carefully squeezed out the check with her fingers, and handed it to the staff member.

"Please, call Song Haomin, President Song. I want him to sign this form in person. If he doesn't come, I'll go to another bank."

The staff came over suspiciously, looked at the check in her hand, and saw the number on it, and immediately changed his expression.

"Miss, shall I take you to the VIP room?!"

"No, I'll just wait here!"

"Okay, then wait a moment!"

The staff trotted away and found the manager on duty in the hall to explain the situation. The manager on duty personally brought a glass of water for Yi Meng and brought it to her.

"Miss, can I ask one, what's your name?"

"My surname is Yi."

"Miss Yi, then... can I have a look at your check?"

"of course can."

Knowing that the other party was suspicious, Yi Meng took out the check and sent it over.

The manager on duty looked carefully at the check in his hand. The amount was indeed [-] million. The stamps below were clearly printed, and all kinds of anti-counterfeiting marks were also present.

As far as he could judge from his experience, the check was definitely not a fake.

One hundred million!

That's [-] million!

Even for Manager Zhou who dealt with money every day, it was definitely an astronomical figure. After working in the bank for ten years, it was the first time he saw someone take such a check directly to the business hall to process it.

The other party mentioned Song Haomin's name as soon as he opened his mouth. He was obviously very familiar with the senior management of the bank, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Handing back the check to Yi Meng, Manager Zhou's tone became more respectful.

"Hold the check, I'll call President Song right away."

After ordering his subordinates to take care of Yi Meng, the manager on duty went to the side and took out his mobile phone to dial Song Haomin, the president.

Seeing that it was the end of the month, it was time to report to the head office. If at this time, an extra [-] million certificates of deposit could be received, it would be a great achievement.

Even Song Haomin, who is the president, can't easily get such a large amount of deposits. When he heard that such a distinguished guest came to his door, how could he not go downstairs in person?
(End of this chapter)