In the morning at Uncle Sun's house, Li Rong gave the 20,000 yuan in cash she had prepared in advance as a deposit.
After completing the transfer procedures, Uncle Sun and Li Rong went to the bank to withdraw the remaining fifty thousand.
Zhao Qingsong's passbook belonged to the Agricultural Bank of China. Several people came to the Agricultural Bank of China and were greeted by a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. When he saw Li Rong and an old man, he thought it was not a large withdrawal. He looked lazy and asked:
“Deposit money or withdraw money?”
Li Rong didn't care about his attitude and handed over the bankbook: "Hello, I want to withdraw 50,000 in cash."
"How much?" The man with gold-rimmed eyes widened his eyes, adjusted his glasses, and asked again.
"Fifty thousand." Li Rong repeated it again.
The teller opened the passbook, read the name, and looked at Li Rong with suspicion: "The head of the household is called Zhao Qingsong, are you Zhao Qingsong?"
"No," Li Rong said truthfully.
"What do you want to withdraw from it if it's not yours?"
Li Rong frowned: "I have a passbook and a password, why can't I withdraw it?"
"What's your relationship with Zhao Qingsong?"
Li Rong didn't want to cause trouble, so she replied: "Husband and wife, is it okay?"
"How do you prove that you are husband and wife?"
Li Rong laughed angrily, wondering if there was something wrong with the teller. Zhao Qingsong was sitting on the bench at the door, looking over here, and saw Li Rong waving to him.
He stood up and walked over: "What's wrong? Don't remember the password?"
Li Rong pointed at Zhao Qingsong: "Hey, I'm here, can I pick it up?"
She couldn't help but mock again: "There won't be any proof whether he is Zhao Qingsong, right?"
The teller's expression changed. Even though he was slapped in the face, he didn't panic. He said, "I'm sorry, this amount is too large. It needs to be prepared in advance. It can't be withdrawn temporarily."
Fifty thousand yuan is equivalent to two to three million in future generations.
Li Rong didn't expect that there is such a thing as a limit now, and it was also her first time to withdraw a large amount.
It seems that quotas are something that will exist in any era?
What bothers Li Rong most is the bank's regulations. What are the limits? You need to make an appointment for large withdrawals...
Why are you so happy when making a deposit?
It is really easy to save money but difficult to withdraw money.
No wonder the older generation is not willing to deposit money in banks.
Uncle Sun became anxious when he heard what the teller said: "Why can't I get it? I'm in a hurry. How can you be accommodating?"
The teller was just a small teller. With so much money, his salary would not change. He said impatiently: "Old man, there is no way to accommodate me. This is how the bank stipulates."
"That won't work," Uncle Sun was still talking to the teller, his tone almost pleading.
Finally the bank manager was alerted.
The manager felt very distressed when he knew that Li Rong wanted to withdraw 50,000 yuan. After all, depositing it in the bank was their performance. If he took it out and deposited it in another bank, it would become someone else's performance.
Moreover, the bank has storage tasks every year. This year has just begun. If 50,000 yuan is gone, where will he cry?
He didn't say he wouldn't withdraw money for Li Rong, and he served Li Rong and the others in a good manner.
Qian Lirong definitely wanted to pick it up. Even if the manager couldn't pick it up because he didn't make an appointment, Li Rong would still have to pick it up in a few days after making an appointment now.
The manager thinks more than the teller. The amount of money in Li Rong's passbook means that this person is rich. No matter what she is withdrawing money for now, he must serve her well. Otherwise, if she offends Li Rong, she will not come to the Agricultural Bank of China in the future.
, this is not worth the gain.
A kind smile appeared on his face: "Girl, it would be great to leave this money in the bank, and you can earn interest."
Li Rong said: "I know, but I used this money to buy a house. I can't take it. Do you think it can be convenient?"
Many of the bank's limit policies are actually for tellers to see. Like the manager in front of her, Li Rong believed that he would definitely have a way to let Li Rong withdraw money.
The manager thought for a moment and gave Li Rong some advice: "Transfer is also possible. Does the person you want to buy a house have a passbook from our Agricultural Bank of China? If not, you can apply for one on the spot."
Li Rong looked at Uncle Sun, who shook his head: "No, I want to go abroad."
"Going abroad?" The manager murmured these two words, then patted his head, "Can I help you get a wire transfer slip to change your career? You can't go abroad with cash, right?"
"What is a wire transfer?" Uncle Sun doesn't understand this. Does he have a passbook and can't he withdraw money from a foreign bank?
After hearing the uncle's question, the manager explained it to him honestly.
Uncle Sun looked at the manager suspiciously, and then asked Li Rong in a low voice if it was what the manager said.
Li Rong probably knows a little bit about it. She studied abroad before, but she doesn't know much about the current situation.
Moreover, when money is transferred to a foreign country, it will definitely involve changes in the exchange rate.
Li Rong didn't know which country Uncle Sun was going to, but as long as there was an exchange rate difference, the amount on the wire transfer would be different, and she wouldn't be able to explain it even if she had ten thousand mouths.
In order to avoid future trouble, she said: "I'm not sure. By the way, Uncle Sun, isn't your son back? Why don't you let him come and take a look? Maybe he will understand."
Compared to Li Rong, an outsider, his own son is indeed more trustworthy.
Uncle Sun: "He is back, but he is not at home today. He said he was going to see an old friend."
Manager: "Why don't you come back tomorrow? Our Agricultural Bank of China will not run away."
The Agricultural Bank of China would not run away, but Uncle Sun didn't have the money and felt uneasy.
But letting his son come seems to be the only way at the moment.
"Okay." Uncle Sun could only say.
Yes, I have to do it again tomorrow.
Probably everyone was taking advantage of the New Year to get some money for the New Year. The next day, before Li Rong and Uncle Sun went to the bank, she received a call from Zeng Ying.
The other party said that someone else came to mortgage the house, and it was from Fukui. He asked Li Rirong if he had bought the yard he looked at last time and whether he wanted it again.
Li Rong asked her: "Is it the one last time?"
Zeng Ying said no.
Li Rong left her address and made an appointment with someone to view the house.
Li Rong likes Zuo Wenyi's yard, but the price has not been agreed upon, and the other party has not contacted her yet. She doesn't know if it has been sold or if it will be sold slowly.
Zuo Wenyi is not as anxious as Uncle Sun to go abroad. Although there is Mr. Li's family, he can still sell it slowly because he does not live in Fukui.
Last time Li Rong paid attention, the yard in Fujing was quite neatly kept, and she could tell that no one was living there, so Zuo Wenyi must have another residence.
When such a person comes back and sells it to Li Rong at a low price, she might as well look at other houses first.
But to be honest, Li Rong and Zhao Qingsong's combined money now is less than 40,000.
She called Li Ruizhi again, but he was not at home and had gone to Shen's house.
She had no choice but to call Shen's house again.
Tell Li Ruizhi that there is a yard in Fukui that I want to see in the afternoon.
When I came to the Agricultural Bank of China again, I was still greeted by the manager from yesterday.
Li Rong met Uncle Sun's son. He was tall and thin, wearing glasses, a four-piece suit, the coat looked like wool, and an "eight-piece hat" on his head.