Chapter 219: Let's save 10 million first.

On the other side, on the lykan supercar, after Ye Feng left the Shangri-La Hotel, he immediately drove to the Fancheng branch of Longguo Bank.

He is going to open a private bank sub-account for his grandparents. On the one hand, he will have some money in his hands, and on the other hand, he will also use the high-end financial management and services of the private bank so that the money in his hands can continue to generate money and maintain a high-quality life.



When Ye Feng arrived at the Fancheng branch of Longguo Bank, it was already 4:55 in the afternoon, and there were only five minutes left before the bank's legal closing time.

When he walked into the bank, the saleswoman at the counter was packing up and getting ready to leave work.

"Wait a minute, I have business to do."

Ye Feng immediately walked to the counter and knocked on the tempered glass.

"Sorry, we're off work, what business is there, please come back tomorrow."

The saleswoman didn't even look back, she just said something perfunctory.

"Should you get off work at five o'clock? It seems that it's not time yet."

Ye Feng was patient and talked well.

"Can't you understand? I said we're off work."

The saleswoman had a bad attitude.

Ye Feng was a little displeased immediately, "Then why don't you ask your president to ask if it's off-duty time?"

The saleswoman panicked suddenly.

I had no choice but to put down the document in my hand, and turned to look over, "What business do you want to handle?"

Ye Feng sat down on the stool, "I want to open a private bank sub-account."

The saleswoman looked at him twice, and said with some disdain in her tone, "You don't know the threshold for handling private bank sub-accounts, do you? Not everyone can handle this kind of account."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, "I really didn't understand, what conditions do you need?"

The saleswoman's eyes became more contemptuous when she heard this.

"Our Longguo Bank's private bank account requires at least ten million deposits. Do you... still want to do it now?"

There was a hint of humor in her words.

Obviously, he didn't think the young man in front of him could have tens of millions in savings.

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to Ye Feng.

Started to continue sorting out materials and getting ready for get off work.

"Scared me, I thought I had hundreds of billions of assets. If you only need 10 million, then help me get one."

Ye Feng said, and handed over his bank card.

The saleswoman was stunned for a moment, and looked at him blankly, "You...didn't you hear me clearly? I said at least ten million, not one thousand, not ten thousand, but ten million!"

She was afraid that the other party might not hear clearly, so she repeated it several times in a row.

"I heard clearly, that's right, it's 10 million, what's the problem?"

Ye Feng didn't seem to understand her fuss, and looked at her with eyes that looked like a fool.

The saleswoman took his bank card suspiciously.

Swiped it on the credit card machine.

"Please enter your account password."

Ye Feng immediately entered the password.

Then, the account information was displayed on the computer screen at the front desk.

Name: Ye Feng

Balance: 559,453,385.52RMB



When the saleswoman saw the long string of numbers, she thought she was dazzled, so she rubbed her eyes hastily.

That's right!

The account balance of the young man in front of him is indeed more than 500 million.

She has worked in the bank for so many years and has received many rich people.

But it was the first time she had seen such a balance in her bank account.

After all, rich people don't deposit so much money in bank accounts.

More for investment, financial management, etc.

There is only one explanation for keeping so much money in the account.

That is, people have more physical assets.

The money in the bank card is only used for pocket expenses.

More than 500 million pocket money?

Thinking of this, the female teller immediately shivered.

She has already realized that the young man in front of her is definitely a super rich man.

Thinking of her indifferent attitude towards him just now, she suddenly turned pale with fright.

Ye Feng saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, and immediately urged her, "What? Is there something wrong with my bank account? Do you want to change another card for you?"

When the saleswoman heard this, she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

This guy actually has more than one bank card?

The balance in a bank card is more than 500 million.

Then count other bank cards...

The female teller didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He hurriedly showed a flattering smile.

"I'm sorry, sir, the business you handle is too high-end, and I can't handle it with my authority. I'll help you contact our president."

After speaking, he hurriedly picked up the dedicated landline phone on the counter and dialed a number.

Soon a greasy man's voice came from the opposite side.

"Honey, are you all packed? I'll wait for you in the underground garage, don't let others see..."

The saleswoman hastily coughed twice, "President, I'm currently receiving customers..."

The president's voice immediately became serious, "It's already off-duty time, let the customer come back tomorrow."

The saleswoman hurriedly explained: "This gentleman is going to handle a sub-account in a private bank, and you need to do it yourself."

"A sub-account in a private bank? Is he qualified enough?"

"I have checked the balance of this gentleman's account, and it is fully qualified for handling private bank sub-accounts."

"Okay, let the guest wait a moment, I'll be right over."

Although the president is a bit greasy, his ability to act is also extremely fast.

After hanging up the phone for less than three minutes, he hurried over.

First, he scanned the hall, but found no one else.

Finally, he looked at Ye Feng suspiciously.

"Are you going to open a sub-account in a private bank?"

Ye Feng nodded, "It's me."

The president immediately held his hand tightly with both hands, "Hello, I am Huang Kuian, the president of the Fancheng branch of Longguo Bank, what is your surname?"

"Miangui's surname is Ye."

"Hello, Mr. Ye, let me first introduce you to the specific process of applying for a private bank account?"

"No, I have limited time, so just help me with it."

Ye Feng doesn't have time to listen to his gossip.

What the other party said to introduce the specific process, in fact, to put it bluntly, he wanted to get close to him.

If you have this spare time, why not go back and spend time with your grandparents.

Huang Kui'an put a hot face on his cold ass, but he didn't show any displeasure, but still maintained a pleasant posture.

"Then, Mr. Ye, how much money are you planning to deposit in your private bank account?"

Ye Feng glanced at the saleswoman.

"I originally planned to save 100 million first, but I am not very satisfied with your service attitude, so let's start with the lowest amount and save 10 million first."

When Huang Kui'an heard this, his eyes immediately fixed on the saleswoman like a knife.

The saleswoman turned pale with fright.