Chapter 22

Ye Fan said this to the nearest Wang Kaiwen.

Wang Kaiwen looked at him. She was dressed up in dirt. Suddenly, she was contemptuous. She thought that she might be a migrant worker who came to work in the city. She was a country person.

"Registration? Go out and turn left and go straight for 200 meters. There is a rural commercial bank over there. Can you go there and hang up? "

"Our red flag bank is an international bank. It only deals with the upper class, not the country bumpkin."

Wang Kaiwen is full of disdain, but she doesn't even look at Ye Fan. If it wasn't for her professionalism, she would not even pay attention to this kind of hillbilly, and directly let the security guard drive out.

Pay back the money?

How nice of you to come here to get one hundred and two hundred quick money?

Is red flag the right place for a country bumpkin like you to come?

The smile on Ye Fan's face also immediately dispersed, and her eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

"Sir, do you want to handle business? May I take you to register?" At this time, Li Xiaohong is a smiling face, high-heeled shoes gently tapping the ground, is very friendly to Ye Fan.

"Well, it's true that people get together by class, and things are divided by groups." Wang Kaiwen hums and smiles. She is disgusted by Ye Fan and Li Xiaohong.

It was an insult to her to work with such a hillbilly.

Between hum and smile, a couple of men and women came in at the door. Seeing the visitors, Li Xiaohong's disdain and disdain face immediately disappeared, but instead of endless flattery and gallantry.

"Mr. Wang, are you here?"

"Well." Wang Yu nodded his hand. In one hand, he held the mobile phone, but in the other hand, he held the slender willow waist of his wife's companion. "I'll take some money. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry, and I'm going to a high-end auction later

"Haha, Mr. Wang, don't worry. You are a distinguished guest of our bank. Our bank will give priority to your business." Wang Kaiwen flatters and smiles, and her respectful manner is in sharp contrast to her previous disdain for ye fan.

Later, Wang Kaiwen immediately took Wang Yu's certificate to register for business. In front of the registration machine, Ye Fan was still looking for her own certificate. However, Wang Kaiwen pushed Ye Fan and Li Xiaohong aside without saying a word.

"Sister Wen, what are you doing? This Mr. Ye hasn't put up his number yet? " Li Xiaohong is fighting against injustice for ye fan.

Wang Kaiwen looked scornful: "it's just a country bumpkin. Let him wait. Xiao Wang is always a VIP in the bank and the general manager of a listed company. Can you afford to offend such big customers as an intern? "

Wang Kaiwen didn't care about their complaints.

Ye Fan's eyebrows immediately wrinkled deeper and said unhappily, "I came first. Why let me wait?"

Wang Kaiwen immediately laughed.

"Ah, people have no ability, but their heart is quite proud?"

"You're a poor country bumpkin, you want to compare with Xiao Wang?"

"Mr. Wang runs nearly ten million yuan in our bank every year. What about you? You can't expect to see so much money in your lifetime. What do you compare with Mr. Wang?"

"Or honestly go out and turn left and go to the rural commercial bank to get money. That's where your migrant workers should go."

Wang Kaiwen's eyes were full of disdain, and then she went to Wang Yu.

"Xiaowen, what's the matter? Isn't your red flag known as a high-end bank? How can all kinds of people be received? " Wang Yu frowned when he saw Ye Fan in front of him.

It is a great insult to him to stand with people like Ye Fan.