Chapter 214

Most of the people in the hall are ordinary people. They usually live at the bottom of the society and look anxious. Some people are used to swearing, especially those bank clerks who are inefficient and can't do a good job in half a day.

I'm used to it.

Even the front desk customer service is used to it.

"Where's your bank card, sir?"

"What's the matter?"

Lin Fei took out his bank card doubtfully.

"I'll go! Really poor! This is a broken card

The tone of young people is more disdainful.

Although the receptionist's face was as usual, it was obvious that he didn't pay attention to it. He took the card, scratched it at will, took out a number ticket, handed it to Lin Fei and said, "Sir, please line up over there."

"I..."

"Please go over there, sir."

The receptionist obviously wanted to deal with the difficult young man, so he wanted to send Lin Fei away as soon as possible. He interrupted Lin Fei without saying anything.

Lin Fei shakes his head and goes to the VIP room. He wants to ask there.

There are seven or eight talents in the VIP room. They are well-dressed, tasteful and leisurely.

They were all in line, and Lin Fei stood behind them.

As his clothes are famous brands, no one looks down on him.

Half an hour later, it was Lin Fei's turn. Lin Fei handed the bank card to the bank staff.

The staff just looked at it and handed it back. "Sir, this is the VIP room."

"I'm here..."

"Poor! How come I met you here again? "

The man I met in the hall just now, accompanied by a bank staff member, came in.

Lin Fei wants to get angry.

"Poor man, this is the VIP room, not your place. Your poor taste will pollute the air here. "

The angry voice inside alerted the lobby manager, and she came over.

"What's the matter?"

"Manager Wang, this gentleman is not a VIP. He delayed his business, so he was a little annoyed."

Bank staff quickly explained.

The manager of the lobby said, "Sir, please move to the general hall to handle business."

Lin Fei didn't pay any attention to this young man before. Now he has a closer look. He is about 20 years old. He is dressed in fashion, with dyed hair and earrings. He looks like a street thug.

However, the pride in the body shows that he has lived in a wealthy family for a long time with a strong sense of pride.

But, in Lin Fei's eyes, he is nothing.

By now, his anger had risen.

Pop!

Lin Fei pats the bank card on the counter. "I'm the VIP here. I want to enjoy the VIP service. If you don't believe me, call out the flower butterfly manager."

The manager and the staff of the bank were stunned and looked at Lin Fei carefully.

"Poor, are you dizzy or hungry? Is that your garbage card or VIP card? This is still a diamond card! "

The young man came out first.

Other people in the VIP room looked at Lin Fei and gave out a burst of stealing laughter. Some people talked in a very low voice:

"poor guy, you are so poor and crazy..."

Lin feirao was calm, but his face also turned red:

"you You... "

The lobby interrupted him and said very seriously:

"Sir, please go out first, and don't hinder the VIP business!"

Then he called the security guard at the door and pushed it out of the VIP Hall.

The security guard has to do it.

The bank staff who came in with the young man and took the box had been staring at Lin Fei before. Suddenly, they pushed the security guard away with the box.

Nervous straight swallow saliva, speechless.

"Xiao Chen, what are you doing?"

"Wang, manager Wang..."

"Get out of the way and get rid of him."

Just now, the young man scolded the receptionist in the lobby, and the lobby manager was very angry. But he was so angry about this kind of big customer that he naturally vented his anger on Lin Fei.

Xiao Chen was so nervous that he couldn't say the whole thing.

Just now, the security guard was stopped by Xiao Chen and was very angry. He came forward to hold Lin Fei and was about to push him out.

The quarrel here caught the attention of others in an instant.

Hundreds of people in the whole bank looked at Lin Fei with strange eyes.

Lin Fei is angry and reaches for his mobile phone. He wants to call Hua die.

"Mr. billion yuan."

All of a sudden, Xiao Chen yelled, and everyone in the room was shocked.

"You, what did you say?"The lobby manager looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

Mr. Yi Yuan is a popular saying of the bank this morning. They don't know what kind of customer the other party is. They ask for 100 million yuan in cash. They have been busy all morning, so they call it Mr. Yi yuan.

Xiao Chen was acting strangely just now. Now he suddenly called out this sentence, which shocked the lobby manager.

"He, he is Mr. Yi yuan. I just got the money back from that hundred million. "

Xiao Chen finally said a complete sentence.

Boom!

The lobby manager and the bank staff were almost knocked down by thunder on the spot.

What does Mr. Yi Yuan mean? They know very well that their attitude towards others is

The lobby manager seems to have been struck by lightning.

Mr. Yi Yuan, the person who has to provide for the whole branch, is waiting for him, and his back is cold.

"I'm sorry, sir! It's all our dereliction of duty. Please come to the VIP room with me now. We will provide you with the most considerate service. "

Why?

The young man was surprised to make a voice. Thinking of being pushed away rudely just now, his face showed displeasure and his eyes flashed a sneer.

"He's not a top customer at all. He's a poor man, a poor man begging on the roadside."

"Just yesterday, I gave him ten yuan for dinner. Just now, I saw him steal other people's money."

"You can't think of him as a supreme customer, be careful of being cheated."

To my surprise, the young man made up a lot of nonsense and slandered Lin Fei.

Lin Fei has been silent.

Xiao Chen is already nervous and pale.

"You may not know that his parents are divorced and his father is a gambler."

"He was a wild child with life and no one raised him. This kind of person is the scum of the society, and can't be deceived by his appearance."

"Besides, I'm the real supreme customer. You should improve the most intimate supreme service for me."

When the young man saw that the crowd was silent, he continued his passionate performance.

It's just that he didn't see it.

The lobby manager's face was pale at first, but now it's black. He's furious at the repeated insults of young people.

Pop!

A clear voice came.

Ah

The young man screamed, covered his face and looked at the lobby manager stupidly.