86: Chapter 86 Examining the Bank Card!
She could not possibly allow one customer to inconvenience all the other VIPs at the bank.
"Stop spouting nonsense. I've been a VIP at your bank for three years, and I've never had to queue before. Why do I have to queue just because I'm dealing with you?"
"Are you new here? Get your manager. Do you have any idea who I am?"
The bald tycoon shoved the bank staff member aside.
The conflict here drew the attention of everyone in the lobby.
Everyone looked at the bald tycoon's attire, frowning, and some even curled their lips in disdain.
Everyone who could enter the VIP lobby was worth at least tens of millions.
Nobody cared about this loud, boisterous bald man.
"What a big mouth, always talking about hundreds of thousands as if it were pocket change. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was the richest man in the Magic Capital!"
"So what if you have money? Don't you know there's always someone better?"
"How did such an unrefined person even become a VIP here?"
"Whose dog is this? Why didn't they keep it on a leash?"
Several hot-tempered individuals began discussing it loudly.
Making sure the bald tycoon could hear them.
Shen Zhou followed the manager, expressionless, not even sparing the bald man a glance.
He felt that the bald man wasn't even worth the effort of a facial expression.
"Who's talking nonsense over there? Don't you know my deposits here have already exceeded fifty million?"
"Hundreds of thousands is just pocket money to me. Are you even qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as me?"
The bald tycoon cursed at the crowd before swaggering into a VIP room.
Although the bank staff member in black stockings was frustrated, she couldn't call security to throw the man out, so she could only sigh to herself.
VIP status at Guangrong Bank was tiered.
A balance of fifty million was enough to qualify for annual Gold VIP status.
The fat man's extremely arrogant behavior even scared away a customer who had been in the VIP room.
After all, the Magic Capital was a place where all kinds of people mixed.
No one wanted to offend someone who could easily afford to keep fifty million in deposits.
After all, with an arrogant guy like him, who knew what kind of connections he might have?
Most businessmen would not want to offend such a thug.
The noise and chatter in the lobby died down significantly.
Shen Zhou didn't even look up as he walked straight into the newly vacated VIP room.
"Stop right there, damn it!"
The bald tycoon grew anxious, pointed a finger at Shen Zhou, and barked at him.
"Didn't you hear that I'm an important VIP customer here? How dare you steal my room?"
"Do you understand the concept of first-come, first-served? Go to the back and get a number!"
The bald tycoon's chest heaved with rage.
Shen Zhou shook his head in disdain.
"I know quite a few important VIP customers at Guangrong Bank, but you don't seem to be one of them."
Shen Zhou said nonchalantly.
"What? I guess you've never seen an important VIP of my level, have you? I'll show you today!"
With that, the fat man pulled a golden bank card from his leather bag.
It bore the emblem of Guangrong Bank: a golden dragon.
This card signified that his deposits here had exceeded fifty million.
The fat man tucked his bag under his arm again, holding the bank card in one hand and shaking it at Shen Zhou.
As he spoke, his lecherous eyes fixed on Chen Xiaoran.
"What a pure beauty. It's a pity you're with the wrong person!"
"What's the point of being with a penniless gigolo? I bet his entire net worth barely reaches ten million. He's incomparable to me."
"Why don't you come with me? In the winter, you could wear a different mink coat every day—that wouldn't be a problem at all!"
The bald tycoon looked smug.
Chen Xiaoran couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She hugged Shen Zhou's arm tightly.
"Brother, someone is trying to steal me away. What are you going to do about it?"
Chen Xiaoran winked playfully at Shen Zhou.
"Hahaha, the person who could take you away from me probably hasn't even been born yet."
Shen Zhou said confidently, then turned to look at the bald man.
"Baldy, I really don't know where you get your confidence. Is it from that fifty million?"
"I didn't want to be so tacky, but to deal with tacky people, you have to use tacky methods."
Shen Zhou casually pulled a bank card from his coat pocket.
The surface of the card was engraved with patterns resembling black diamonds.
He held the bank card in front of the bald man and waved it gently.
The bald man had been staring at Chen Xiaoran without blinking.
Chen Xiaoran's radiant, youthful aura, combined with her hot figure and slightly seductive expression, had long since completely captivated him.
He had been swallowing his saliva, but in a daze, he noticed the black diamond card waving in front of him.
The bald man was instantly dumbfounded, his eyes locked onto the bank card.
This was the highest-tier VIP card from Guangrong Bank.
This card signified that Shen Zhou's deposits here exceeded one hundred million.
And that one hundred million was in fixed deposits.
Shen Zhou looked coldly at the bald man and said:
"Tell me, what do you have that compares to me?"
The bald man's mouth opened slightly, but before he could speak, Shen Zhou waved him off.
"Don't give me any nonsense. Go to the back and get a number!"
Shen Zhou barked.
The bald tycoon's body trembled violently. He didn't dare say another word and scurried off to the lobby.
Someone with one hundred million in fixed deposits was not someone he could afford to offend.
Shen Zhou wrapped an arm around Chen Xiaoran's waist and continued walking toward the VIP room without looking back.
The manager behind them respectfully ushered the two of them in.
He then signaled to the bewildered bank staff member in black stockings.
The young woman hurriedly grabbed the teapot that had already been prepared and walked inside.
The financial manager approached the bald tycoon, flashed a professional smile, and said:
"Sir, I need to verify your VIP status. Please cooperate."
"What do you mean? Do you suspect I don't have money? Is this Gold Card of mine fake? Are you insulting me?"
Hearing the manager's words, the bald tycoon was instantly enraged.
He clutched the bank card, nearly poking it into the financial manager's forehead.
But no matter how you looked at it, he appeared to be all bark and no bite.
"I apologize, sir, but this is bank policy."
"Please wait a moment; the staff will be here shortly."
The manager didn't bother to be polite; his extensive work experience had already made him suspicious.
Soon, a staff member carrying a device approached and began to solemnly verify the bald man's Gold Card.