Chapter 120 Dog Eyes Look Low

When Nima saw that Zhang Qian had fainted, she let go of her wrist. He knew that although this Qian's appearance looked miserable, loose and unconscious, the injury she suffered was actually not as serious as it seemed.

Because Nima had been attacked by most of the current from the beginning, and finally flowed to Zhang Qian was only a small part of the current, which could make her feel some pain at best. Even in the end, it just scared her unconscious...

Obviously, Nima asked Li Gang to draw a baton for nothing, just to let him turn on the power, and finally called herself, and also connected Zhang Qian by the way. And Li Gang, I don't know whether he was careless or because he only went to primary school and had a limited level. When attacking Nima with an electric baton, he forgot to consider Zhang Qian, who was holding Nima's wrist!

In other words, all this is what Zhang Qian deserves, and God is destined to teach her a profound lesson.

"I hope you can keep your mouth shut in the future, don't talk nonsense, let alone bite people with your mouth open! Otherwise, the consequences encountered next time may be worse than now!" Nima shook her head, as if she was sorry for the woman, but she actually scolded the woman for being stupid.

If such a big thing has happened, if the general manager of this bank does not appear, then there is no need for him to stay in this bank.

I saw a 30 or 40-year-old man with a big belly and oily powder. While struggling to get out, he kept wiping the sweat on his face with a thick palm. He just heard someone report in the office that something had happened in the lobby. Someone fought with customers, so he immediately drove out, but he didn't know What the hell is going on here?

At this time, the fat general manager saw that Zhang Qian, the manager of the hall, fainted to the ground, and Li Gang, the security guard, was also stunned there with a dull face and knew that something had happened. Of course, he can climb to the position of general manager by playing tricks and using some tricks. That requires real talent and learning and a certain city government!

Although the fat manager was still a little shocked and confused and couldn't figure out what had happened, he was still calm and not panicked. The fat manager casually pulled a customer around him who was relatively familiar with him and asked about the context of the matter.

The reason why the fat manager didn't ask his men is that he was afraid that they would distort the facts and talk nonsense, which would make things worse and worse.

In the customer's endless discussion, the fat manager's face became worse and worse. He understood that the mistake in this matter was entirely on his side, and there were so many people around him who looked at it and wanted to play tricks. I'm afraid it was no longer possible.

In the end, the fat manager thought with some gloating in his heart: I know that this Qian is not a good thing, let alone a fuel-efficient lamp. If you have an affair with you, you have to put her in this position? Lao Liu, I'll see how you end up this time! If it's really a big deal, I guess even if you have the uncle who is a senior official, I'm afraid that your president will be removed. At that time, picking up the cheap one will become my king, haha!

Lao Liu, who is nagging about the concept of fat classics, is naturally the president of this bank who has an affair with Zhang Qian.

And now, you'd better deal with this matter quickly and don't implicATE yourself at that time. Thinking so, the fat manager began to analyze the situation. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this loss was destined to be eaten, and--

I heard from people around me that even if the monk in front of him was hit by tens of thousands of volt electric batons, there was nothing wrong with him. Isn't he a tall man? And looking at his dress, it is indeed different from ordinary people. There are many people in the world. He is a small bank manager, but don't offend him!

Thinking like this, the fat manager came to Donima with a smile and said with a smile, "I also heard about this today. It's completely our fault. I apologize to you on behalf of our certain bank!" You can rest assured that we will compensate for all your losses! Xiaoqian has just come to work and has little experience. You have a lot of adults. Don't care about her!"

The fat manager looked at Nima, although she was simply dressed, with a big bald head, very much like a monk. But that demeanor can never be faked, and he couldn't help but affirm the judgment in his heart, so he said kindly.

Hearing this, a sensible person finally came out, and then shook her head with a smile, indicating that she didn't need it. Then, before Nima could speak, she heard the fat manager continue to say, "I don't know, sir, what kind of business are you going to do here? I can handle it for you!

The fat manager thought that if Nima can't say anything, she didn't come here to handle business, but to be an idle person, then Xiao Zhang could take up a little point in driving him away before, but the way is a little wrong! This lost face can also save some points.

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. I came here to withdraw money, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing!" Nima just regards what just happened as a scene, and she is also involved in it! After watching the play, he had to go back to himself. Zhang Qian had been punished as he deserved, so Nima no longer wanted to care about anything, so he said with a smile, while groping in his arms and taking out the gold card given to him by Situ Xuan.

At first, the fat manager heard that Nima was here to withdraw the money, and he was still a little disdainful, because ordinary big customers rarely came to withdraw cash if they didn't transfer money or write a check. However, when he saw whether Nima took out a gold card or the kind of purple-gold VIP card with only three, he seemed to be stupid. , staying there and speechless.

Nima had long expected that the card given to her was very powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful that the manager of the small bank was stunned. After all, she hadn't seen much of the world. She didn't expect that the general manager of this big bank was still so immoral. Nima couldn't help thinking that Is this gold card really awesome? Or are the staff of these banks all fools?

Of course, Nima believed in the former. As he expected, after a long time, the fat manager finally recovered. Although the weather was not hot at all, the cold sweat on his face went straight out.

The fat manager was extremely anxious at this time, like an ant on a hot pot, and his heart shouted that this time was terrible! He didn't expect that what the man in front of him was holding was this purple-gold VIP card!

You know, there are only a dozen such cards in the whole bank, which are all for some bigwigs who are not rich or noble. How can Zhang Qian be provoked by those who hold this kind of card? What should I do about this?

Although the fat manager's attitude towards Nima was also relatively good before, it was because his own people were wrong first, and he saw that Nima was a little extraordinary, so his attitude could only be called better. Now, because of the emergence of this card, the fat manager really respects Nima from the bottom of his heart.

However, the fat manager still holds the last trace of luck. He thought that the people who have this kind of card are worth at least hundreds of millions of yuan. Which one doesn't look proud and dignified? How could he be like this? Dress up like a monk!

Although it can't be ruled out that this card was given to him by someone, who has such a large amount of money casually gave it to others, because this kind of Zijin VIP VIP card needs at least 100 million yuan as a deposit to enjoy the supreme service in the bank.

But even if he was suspicious, the fat manager did not dare to show it at all, but said respectfully and tentatively, "Your card--"

As soon as Nima heard it, she knew the meaning of his words and said casually, "It was sent by a friend!"

"Oh!" The fat manager wiped the sweat on his forehead and said that this was the only possibility, but he did not dare to ask who gave him the card.

Then, Nima said the number, 200,000. This is also what Nima boldly said, because he doesn't know how much money there is in this card, but looking at the reactions of these people, it should not be few, right? If there is no 200,000 in this card, I will lose a lot of myself.

The fat manager hurried back to the back room with the card and said that he wanted to help Nima get it in person. In fact, he secretly checked the origin of the card, because this card has no password and does not need a password, because this card is basically tied one by one. The owner of the card is equipped with a special computer, which is usually used at home, but it is not like Nima. In this way, he took the card to withdraw cash in person.

The final investigation was that the fat manager received confirmation from Situ Xuan that he had given this card to someone. Listening to Situ Xuan's description, that person was Nima! The fat manager did not dare to neglect it. He quickly counted the money and finally handed over the card and money to Nima.

What kind of mind? Since Zhang Qian has been punished and has lost such a person for a long time in full view of the public, and she is a female generation, Nima is not concerned about her. She turned around and walked out of the hall with the money. Now he is worried that he should not go back too late. Andre is causing it. What a disaster.

Long before, Zhang Qian had been carried to the hospital. The fat manager looked at Nima's back and muttered to himself:

"Zhang Qian, Zhang Qian, let me say what's good about you! This time, even if Lao Liu's uncle comes, you, don't want to be a manager anymore! Humph!" With that, the fat manager turned his head and went back to the office. He still had to plan how to get some benefits through this matter...