Chapter 7 - Withdrawing $5 Million (1/2)

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After leaving the Empire World Building, Connor was eager to test out the Centurion Card.

To do that, he headed toward a nearby bank on his electric bike. Five minutes later, he entered the banking hall of the bank. Since it was a weekday, there was no crowd in the bank. He went straight to the teller counter.

The teller lady, a woman in heavy makeup and a professional suit, saw Conor come in and said lazily, “How may I help you?”

She sounded cold. Having been in the job for so long, she could tell the background of the person at a glance.

Connor was wearing a food delivery uniform, looking like a pauper through and through. The teller lady acted unenthusiastically, thinking he was just another insignificant customer.

Nevertheless, Connor did not mind her bad service attitude. “I would like to perform a withdrawal,” he said flatly.

“Withdrawal? Don’t you see the ATMs over there?” The teller lady sounded not too pleased. “Just google it a little if you don’t know how to use them. I’m busy.”

Busy? She was so free that she could take a nap there if she wanted to. Her attitude pissed Connor off, so he called out, “I demand to see your manager.”

Connor raised his voice. “Is this how your bank does things? Don’t you know that customer is king? I can’t believe it!”

Hearing the noise in the banking hall, the branch manager hurried out. “What’s going on?”

Seeing the branch manager and thinking she had reinforcement, the teller lady pointed at Connor. “Mr. Manning, this guy is here to cause trouble!”

Mr. Manning was alarmed, looking at Conor with a scowl on his face. “What are you doing here?”

Connor smiled wryly. “I would like to perform a withdrawal.”

Mr. Manning frowned. “There are ATMs for withdrawing cash. Why come to the counter?” The manager and the teller lady were just the same; they sounded unappeased.

Then suddenly the penny dropped, Connor realized that Mr. Manning and the teller lady were having an affair. He did not want to argue with them, so he just told them, “What if I would like to withdraw five million dollars?”

‘$5 million?’ The teller lady scanned Connor and taunted, “A food delivery guy like you wants to withdraw five million dollars?

“Haha, you must be kidding me! Did you mean five hundred dollars? Five million dollars. In your dream.”