Here, Xie Yu was feeling up and down.

On the road, Bei Xiaomo drove wildly in his car. He muttered in his heart, grandma, he usually saw banks everywhere, but now he is in a hurry to withdraw money, but the whole family can't see it.

I finally found a family and rushed in. I saw that there were all people queuing up. Grandma really couldn't figure it out. Now people have a lot of money and run to the bank all day long without any trouble.

Without time to join in the fun, Bei Xiaomo directly found the lobby manager, "Miss, I'm in a hurry to withdraw money. Do you think I can open a green channel?"

Although the lobby manager wearing a suit and skirt showed a professional smile, his eyes were filled with contempt. "Sorry, sir, we can only open a green channel for major customers. You are withdrawing a small amount of money, please wait in line."

"Big customer?" Bei Xiaomo knew that his migrant worker had made the manager miss him again. He was upset and couldn't help but shout, "How much do you think you are a big customer?"

"Sir, please don't be excited!" The manager was also a little annoyed, thinking, "You, a migrant worker, are you still wearing a pig's nose and pretending to be like a scent, what are you so proud of?"

"Am I excited? Am I excited?" Bei Xiaomo's voice has always been very high-profile because he has always been very high-profile. But today's high-profile attracted bank security guards.

"Hey, are you looking for trouble?" The security guard stood in front of Bei Xiaomo in awe and pointed his nose with his finger, "Be careful to catch you!"

Japanese ghost, are you scaring migrant workers! Bei Xiaomo thought that it would not make sense to make sense to these grandchildren. He clearly regarded you as a migrant worker. So he stopped talking and took out the ID from his pocket and handed it to the manager.

The manager took the ID suspiciously and opened it to see it. He was even more surprised, "You, this?"

Bei Xiaomo thought that the girl was scared to learn of his identity, and became awesome again, "Miss, you are a service unit, and your actions just now are not worthy of compliment."

The manager gave Bei Xiaomo a blank look and handed the ID to the security guard. The two of them exchanged eyes.

The security guard looked at Bei Xiaomo with a slanted look and muttered, "It's fake, where did you buy it?"

"Fake?" Bei Xiaomo was really popular this time. Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. He snatched the ID from the security guard and ordered the manager, "You open it according to the URL on the ID and enter my identity information. Do you think it is fake?"

The manager and the lady entered the information on Bei Xiaomo's ID skeptically into the computer. The information popped up on the screen really scared her. Their president repeatedly reminded her that no one who did this business would offend anyone, as they were just ketchups. Once they were stained, they would never have a safe life.

"Mr. Bei, I'm really sorry. Just now, I really didn't know...??????" The manager felt that she was the lamb waiting to be slaughtered now, but she didn't know what method the executioner in front of her would torture her to death.

Of course, the manager would never imagine the abuse method that Bei Xiaomo usually admires most, such as whip or wax, and the aphrodisiac.

Fortunately, Bei Xiaomo is waiting to withdraw money now. He is worried that he has been out for so long, and Xie Yu doesn't know what he is worried about. Maybe he will really doubt his character and sell her car.

"Forget it, I won't bother with you. I'm waiting to withdraw money now." Bei Xiaomo took back his ID and took out his bank card and said to the manager with a charming look on his face: "I want to withdraw 500,000, please help me, I'm in a hurry."

When he heard that Bei Xiaomo was going to get 500,000 yuan, the security guard who was still arrogant just now suddenly became impotent and muttered to himself, "My good dear, it turns out to be a contractor."

The manager was not so surprised because he knew Bei Xiaomo's identity, but his heart was still a little shocked. He couldn't help but have a peach-eyed look at Bei Xiaomo, "Although he looks like Li Kui, he is still quite handsome in his management. Oh, 500,000, I am afraid that I will never save so much money in my life."

But he made an invitation in his hand and said, "Please, Mr. Bei."

The manager led Bei Xiaomo to the office area, walked to a middle-aged woman and whispered a few words, and the woman's expression became instantly enthusiastic.

In less than twenty minutes, 500,000 was placed in front of Bei Xiaomo.

When I was swiping the card just now, the middle-aged woman and the manager opened their mouths in amazement.

Bei Xiaomo smiled calmly at their expressions, took the money into his handbag, and prepared to leave.

The manager refused to miss this potential rich son-in-law, and quickly said with great sincerity: "Mr. Bei, the exchange rate between the US dollar and the RMB is quite swinging. I suggest you exchange it all for RMB insurance."

After saying that, I regretted it again. I have never seen the world before. Will people be so rich and care about the difference of a few cents like you? Besides, this foreign exchange card is only used by people who often go abroad. People with such a status can be used as counselors for others, which may make them laugh at them.

Bei Xiaomo was moved by the manager's words. He thought that he would really have to exchange it when he had time. He originally applied for a foreign exchange card for convenience in going abroad, but now he can't use it when he returns home. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to calculate the exchange rate and use money in the future. So he said to the manager: "Your suggestions are good. I'm in a hurry today, and I'll exchange it another day."

The manager misunderstood again when she heard this. She thought it was Bei Xiaomo's cultivation, and she was moved to tears.

He welcomed Bei Xiaomo to the hall, and the manager took out a business card and handed it to Bei Xiaomo, "Mr. Bei, my name is Xiaofang. If you have any questions in the future, you can just come to me."

Bei Xiaomo smiled and took the business card, cursing in his heart, "My mother, I have something to ask you for help?" Unless my brother is so hungry that he really has no women intimacy.

The manager took Bei Xiaomo to the bank door again and watched him get into the car. Bei Xiaomo waved to her as he drove by. Although Bei Xiaomo did not look at her, he had already made the little girl dizzy.

It was just that the manager's lady was timid. Bei Xiaomo waved her hand just now and just threw her business card out of the window.

The moment Bei Xiaomo drove into the construction site and handed the money to Xie Yu, Xie Yu's tears flooded, but he still asked with confidence, "Xiaomo, where did you get the money?"

"Picked up," Bei Xiaomo said with a smile.

Of course, Xie Yu thought Bei Xiaomo was joking and asked, "Pick it up? Don't joke, where did it come from? You must tell me the truth."

"Don't worry, let me tell you later," Bei Xiaomo said, "Hurry up and give the money. I saw that they all looked red. If they didn't give the money, they might have eaten raw."
Chapter completed!