Chapter 25

"This..."

The migrant worker looked a little confused.

Ye Wuji smiled and said nothing. He turned directly and left.

"Brother Heipi, is that man kidding us?"

A man nearby said in a deep voice, "we all told him that this account will not force them. Give us these little thoughts? I'll stop him!"

"Forget it!"

The migrant worker called black skin raised his hand and sighed, "maybe he just wants to save some dignity. Go to the ATM and see how much money there is."

Obviously, they absolutely don't believe there are ten million on this card.

They investigated that the family lived a hard life, their income was not even comparable to that of migrant workers, and they also had a child.

Don't say ten million, even if this card has ten or twenty thousand.

The man next to him ran to the ATM across the street with the card, inserted the card, and then entered the password

Heipi stood in place and smoked two cigarettes continuously. His eyes were full of sadness. He worked in vain for two years. How should he and his more than 100 brothers live next?

"Old four, what's the matter? What are you doing there?"

Heipi saw the man across the street standing blankly next to the ATM. It was like being evil. He shouted a few times and didn't respond. He simply walked over by himself.

"I'm talking to you. Why are you standing here?"

Heipi came forward and patted the man.

"Heipigo... This... Look at this..."

The man shivered and pointed to the ATM screen.

When Heipi fixed his eyes, the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground.

1、 Two, three, four, five, six, seven

Seven zeros, really ten million!

At this time, ye Wuji is sitting in a taxi and doesn't care about what just happened.

In fact, he is not a very kind person. He seldom cares if he meets any business.

The reason why he gave that group of migrant workers three million more was that he was really touched by the simplicity and kindness of the group of migrant workers.

The second reason is that for ye Wuji, money really has no concept. Let alone 3 million, even 30 million, 300 million, or even 3 billion, he won't frown.

Soon he came to Jinqi bank and went straight to Ling Wei's office.

Next week he will hold a grand wedding for Xia Wanxin, but he has just returned to Jiangbei and is not so familiar with this side. He plans to hand it over to Ling Wei.

When I walked into the office, I found that Ling Wei was not there, but there were three strangers sitting on the sofa next to me, two men and one woman.

On the left was an old man in Tang clothes, clutching a red sandalwood leading crutch, and next to him was a fat man with big ears and a huge emerald wrench.

On the side of the small sofa, there is a woman about 30 years old. Her makeup is elegant but exquisite. Her skin is well maintained, and she exudes a unique charm of mature women.

But ye Wuji's eyes didn't stay on the three people. Looking at Ling Wei's absence, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call her.

"Please make us some cups of tea."

At this time, the old man in Tang costume suddenly opened his mouth and ye Wuji turned his head, "are you talking to me?"

Without waiting for the old man in Tang costume to speak, the middle-aged fat man next to him with a jade wrench said impatiently, "nonsense, who else can I talk to you? Hurry to make tea and die of thirst!"

Ye Wuji was stunned and immediately happy.

I'm afraid these people regard themselves as busboys.

"Are you sure you want me to make tea?"

Ye Wuji asked with great interest. No one dared to call him like this for many years.

"I said, why are you so inky? If you want to go, you should go quickly. What are you waiting for? You're thirsty!"

The middle-aged fat man obviously had some anger.

Ye Wuji smiled, then conveniently found some tea from the nearby mahogany shelf, made three cups of tea and put it on the tea table.

Maybe Ye Wuji has never served others, so he doesn't know so many etiquette. When pouring tea, he fills the water a little full.

This behavior completely annoyed the middle-aged fat man. He clapped on the tea table and said angrily, "I said how you do things and pour so much tea. Haven't you heard that wine is full of respect and tea is full of rush? You're so brave!"

"Lao Liu, forget it. Young people may not understand these rules."

The old man in Tang costume next to him waved his hand.

At this time, Ling Wei, dressed in professional clothes, suddenly came in from the door.

"President Ling!"

When they saw Ling Wei, they quickly got up to say hello and showed special respect.

In fact, the identities of these three people are not simple. They are all second to none in Jiangbei in their fields.

Just carry one out. It's a role of calling wind and rain in Jiangbei.

But they still show great respect for Ling Wei, who is much younger than them.

Although Ling Wei is usually very low-key, most people in Jiangbei have never heard of the name Ling Wei.

But in the real top elite class, Ling Wei has absolute voice and unshakable authority.

The reason is also very simple. Ling Wei is the CEO of Jinqi bank. She has great power and can mobilize astronomical funds at any time.

Although these big guys usually look bright, most of their working capital depends on the money of the bank, so they are naturally respectful to Ling Wei.

Ling Wei Chong nodded slightly. It was a response. Before she could speak, a faint voice suddenly sounded behind her, "do you also need a cup of tea?"

Ling Wei quickly turned around and saw that it was Ye Wuji. She was still carrying a hot kettle in her hand. She suddenly trembled. "Mr. Ye, why are you here? Just tell me if you want tea. How can you pour it yourself?"

Then he quickly took the overheated kettle, made a cup of tea for ye Wuji himself, and asked Ye Wuji to sit in his chair.

Ling Wei stood respectfully aside. "Do you have anything to tell Mr. Ye?"

Ye Wuji glanced up at the three people opposite. He saw that the three people were confused and forced. He just smiled, but he didn't care too much.

"Next Friday, you help me arrange a wedding. It should be large and gorgeous."

Ye Wuji said faintly.

Ling Wei nodded, "yes, Mr. Ye, is it your friend who wants to get married?"

Ye Wuji looked up at Ling Wei and said, "I want to get married."

Ling Wei's shoulder trembled slightly for a moment. She was obviously surprised. She hurriedly said, "don't worry, Mr. Ye. I promise to get things done!"

This is Mr. Ye's own wedding. Ling Wei dare not neglect it and immediately put it in the most important position.

Ye Mowgli nodded. The biggest advantage of dealing with smart people like Ling Wei is that he doesn't have to say too much nonsense. In a few words, the other party can know his mind.

"OK, let's do it first. If you have anything, please contact me in time."

After ye Wuji explained, he stood up and walked towards the door. When he got to the door, he didn't forget to turn his head and showed a special funny smile to the three people who were confused.

"President Ling, who was that man just now?"

After ye Wuji left, the old man in Tang costume asked quickly.

The other two also looked puzzled. It's not too much to use the queen to describe Ling Wei's status in Jiangbei.

But it's strange that she was respectful to that man just now.

Ling Wei took a look at the three and said, "you all know about the equity transfer of Jinqi bank yesterday."

The old man in Tang costume nodded and said, "of course I know. This is big news. The whole world knows that the general president of Jinqi bank has officially taken over all the shares of Jinqi Bank......"

"President Ling, is this related to the man just now?"

Ling Wei smiled and asked, "do you want to know who the president is?"

The middle-aged fat man said, "of course, I want to know. I dream of meeting a super big man like this."

Ling Wei looked at the three cups of tea in front of the three and smiled. "It seems that your dream has come true. You not only met the president, but also drank the tea made by the head office. I'm afraid you three are the only one in the world!"