Yuanshen: Liyue Storyteller, Zhongli Gives Me God's Heart

"Since that's the case, why don't I join in the fun?"

"I have long wanted to admire the demeanor of Ninglin Bank."

"It's a pity that there is really no need to enter my property now."

Lin Zhibei's words sounded extremely sad in Lin Zhibei's ears.

Down and out, family.

Of course Lin Zhibei knew what the young master was thinking, he didn't mind at all.

Because I really just want to get some money.

The consumption of this Liuli Pavilion is easily [-] moras. Who would carry a large bag of moras with him?

"Okay, then this trip will be lively..."

As they spoke, they walked towards the nearest Ninglin Bank.

Today's Ninglin Bank has begun to take shape, with the head office established on Yujing Terrace.

And next to Feiyunpo, there is a branch, about 5 minutes' walk away.

At the same time, inside the Liuli Pavilion.

Uncle Zhongli is ordering food.

"this is not bad."

"Oh, this one seems pretty good too."

"Yeah, let's talk about this again."

After ordering, Zhong Li raised his head a little puzzled.

"Strange, why haven't those people come yet?"

At the gate of Ninglin Bank, the three people who had never been here before looked at this majestic building and sighed sincerely:

"Wow..." Little Paimon flew to the side of the two golden pillars, touched them with his little hands, and felt a little cold.

"Is this pillar pure gold?"

Lin Zhibei flicked his finger on Xiao Pai's head lightly, "What are you thinking about?"

"Hehehe, I definitely didn't think about coming here in the middle of the night to knock a piece and take it away."

"Hahahaha, little Paimon really can't hide things in his heart." The young master was a little hilarious at Paimon's teasing.

If Lin Zhibei hadn't known that everyone had their own ghosts, it would have become a harmonious picture.

"Let's go, don't waste time."

While talking, Lin Zhibei took the lead up to the second floor.

The second floor is where Ninglin Bank's main business is. 0.9, the first floor is just the lobby.

Because it is too popular, ordinary people need to get a number on the first floor to handle business, and wait for the number to be called on the second floor before going upstairs.

As for Lin Zhibei, of course it was an exception.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, a woman greeted me from the door, "Mr. Lin, you are here."

The woman greeted Lin Zhibei respectfully, making the people behind her a little stunned.

"Mr. Lin, is the treatment at Ninglin Bank so high?"

The son murmured a little.

Once upon a time, he was treated like this in Beiguo Bank.

After entering the back room, in front of the window, someone inside handed over a booklet, which was similar to the Blue Star passbook.

Lin Zhibei opened the passbook, the amount on it shocked Paimeng for a whole year!

How many zeros does this have? ? .

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The four came to Ninglin Bank and went up to the second floor.

Just as Lin Zhibei took out his passbook here, the three people here were stunned.

I saw a large string of zeros on the thin passbook.

"How many zeros are there?!" Little Paimeng had excellent eyesight at this time, and he saw the numbers on Lin Zhibei's passbook at a glance.

Even Yingmei was shocked, "I only knew that Lin Zhibei was rich, but I didn't expect to be so rich..."

As for the young master, it's okay, he wasn't too shocked, but just felt a sense of confusion.

Once upon a time, I was in Beiguo Bank, but I had so much money.

The reason why Lin Zhibei is so rich is because of the storytelling and manuscript fees. On the other hand, it is due to the wealth management project of Ninglin Bank.

"This financial management... has doubled my account in just a few days..."

Lin Zhibei said with some emotion, he couldn't figure out whether it was really so outrageous in financial management, or Ningguang secretly transferred money to his account.

[-] million moras, this is a number that Lin Zhibei can't imagine.

Although money is a number to Lin Zhibei, seeing such a large number appear in his personal account is still a pleasant thing.

"Financial management? What is that?" The money fan Xiao Paimeng immediately grasped the key words.

It seems that this thing called "financial management" is related to Lin Zhibei's wealth.

"Financial management, you can understand it as an alternative investment."

"Investment always knows."

"When you deposit money in Ninglin Bank, you can choose whether to participate in the financial management behavior of Ninglin Bank."

"If you agree, then Ninglin Bank will use your money to invest."

"If you make money, I will give you dividends."

Ninglin Bank's wealth management products are not complicated, and Lin Zhibei explained it clearly in a few words.

Paimon was instantly yearning when he heard that, but the young master was a little dumbfounded.

"Take the client's money to invest?"

He didn't even dare to think about such a thing.

"It's something that our Beiguo Bank has never thought about..."

Then, little Paimeng turned around and took out a small bag, handing it to Lin Zhibei with great solemnity. Lin Zhibei touched the bag, and there was little Paimeng's body temperature on it.

"What is this for?"

Little Pimeng said with a serious face: "Pimeng also wants to invest, Brother Bei, I'll leave it to you."

"Please be sure to bring Paimon to get rich together."

Little Paimon felt that his style of painting had changed after saying this.

As expected of a money fan...

"..." Lin Zhibei was silent for a few seconds.

Then he turned around and said to the counter, "Get an A-level wealth management card for this lady."

"Ok."

Under Lin Zhibei's guidance, little Paimeng completed a series of procedures, and finally got a small booklet in her hand, which she regarded as a treasure.

It is said to be a treasure, but in fact it is only [-] moras in total.

I don't know when Paimon secretly hid his private money.

"Hey hey, my own little booklet." Little Paimon held the passbook in his arms, as if he was already thinking about his life after being rich.

"Okay, no one needs to apply for a card, right?" Lin Zhibei asked the remaining two people, so as to save someone from needing to apply for a card when they were leaving.

Yingmei and son both shook their heads.

Compared with Mora, Yingmei still prefers rough stones.

As for the son, he has a penny on his body, so what is the money?

After Lin Zhibei finished withdrawing the money, he returned to the Liuli Pavilion with a few people, no problem.

On the way to Liuli Pavilion.

"My lord, who is the friend you mentioned on the road?"

"Wouldn't you know if you went there?" The young master still kept it a secret.

"Welcome." The welcoming lady welcomed the four people who stepped into the Liuli Pavilion.

A waiter who was obviously better dressed came over and said to Lin Zhibei:

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhongli is already waiting for you in Liulijian."

"Well, we'll just go by ourselves."

Lin Zhibei agreed casually.

This name aroused the curiosity of Yingmei and Paimeng, "Zhongli?"

"It's a standard Liyue name..." Little Paimon was still very sensitive to names.

After talking, the four of them entered the largest private room in the Liuli Pavilion, the Liuli Room.

The decoration inside can be described as resplendent and resplendent. In Liyue, where the glass is all imported, it turns out that all of it is glassware.

The chandeliers used for lighting above the head are all composed of lumen stones.

It can be described as luxurious to the extreme.

As soon as they entered the door, Yingmei and Paimeng looked like country bumpkins entering the city.

"Wow……"

"This is much more luxurious than the Manmin Hall."

"Would you be sorry for Master Xiangling by saying that?"

"You can't say that. Wanmintang also has the benefits of Wanmintang."

Lin Zhibei spoke as if to retort.

As for the man who had already been seated over there, he echoed what Lin Zhibei said.

"That's right, the purpose of Wanmin Hall has never been one of luxury."

"The Liyue restaurant that walks with the people is the original intention of Wanmintang."

"It's the same as the original intention of Rock God."

The magnetic voice immediately attracted the attention of Yingmei and Paimeng.

Holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, the man waved to the four of them, gesturing for them to sit down, "Please sit down."

The four sat down, and the young master introduced:

"This friend is what I call a person on the Tao, the guest of [Wangshengtang], Mr. Zhongli."

"He and Mr. Lin are also old friends."

"People on the road?" Yingmei was puzzled. She had heard the young master talking about it before, but now she didn't understand what a person on the road was.

"Well, in Liyue, industries like the Hall of Rebirth always have to get in touch with some Taoist business."

"And we fools, ashamed to say, have always liked dealing with these...friends who walk in the shadows." Paimon: "Walking in the shadows..."

Zhong Li took over the conversation, full of anger, those who didn't know thought it was some black and white boss:

"Both, it's a pleasure to meet you. I heard from Mr. Lin that you are working in Mond."

Paimon didn't care about Zhongli's greeting at all, he was still thinking about messy things in his little head

"People on the road...shadows...send people to death...could it be said!"

"Could it be that the organization of Xiangshengtang is..."

Zhongli: "That's right, just as you guessed."