Chapter 180 Fuck the rich people!

Chapter 180 Fuck the rich people!
"Okay, that's all for today's benefits."

Qiao Lei took her fingers away from her collar and looked at Shen Yuan with her big beautiful eyes: "Just drive carefully first."

Shen Yuan sneered and turned to look at the road. It seemed that this girl really wanted to take the initiative.

But who am I to follow your ideas so easily?
"Shen Yuan, what are you going to the bank for?"

Qiao Lei asked curiously.

“Go open a private account.”

Shen Yuan answered casually.

“What is a private account?”

This was the first time Qiao Lei heard the name "Private Account" and she thought it sounded a bit fancy, so she asked, "How much money do you have?"

Almost all students in the School of International Studies know that Shen Yuan has a Mercedes-Benz G300 worth more than 63 million yuan, not to mention that he has also invested 1000 million yuan in the entrepreneurship base.

They knew that Shen Yuan had spent more than 1000 million yuan, and they wondered how much Shen Yuan was worth.

One hundred million?

One billion?
If you are not worth hundreds of millions, how dare you spend money like this?

A 21-year-old college student with such a net worth, tall, handsome and well-mannered, no girl would not be confused by him.

When the entrepreneurship base was at its hottest, Qiao Lei felt insecure when she applied because the competition was so fierce. There were four people in her dormitory, and three of them signed up.

The only roommate didn't apply because she was a lesbian and not interested in men.

Even though Qiao Lei is beautiful and has her own characteristics, she is also outstanding in foreign-related affairs.

But in foreign affairs, beautiful women are not a scarce resource.

Therefore, Qiao Lei felt that there was some element of luck involved in her being chosen in the end.

Maybe it's God's mercy and favor~
Qiao Lei asked directly, but Shen Yuan had no intention of telling her.

In fact, Shen Yuan doesn't have that much money. Not counting the company, villa, car and other fixed assets, the cash flow of the two cards combined is just over 6000 million.

Of course, there is also filial piety money and the balance for decoration, so the money he can control is only more than 3500 million.

Shen Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Lei Zi, you know, right? I probably have about the same amount of money as him."

"boast!"

Of course Qiao Lei knew who Lei Zi was, because she used to be a Mi fan, but Lei Zi's net worth exceeded 100 billion US dollars, ranking in the top 20 on the Chinese rich list. How could Shen Yuan be comparable to him?

However, Shen Yuan's words clearly showed that he didn't want to tell her, so Qiao Lei didn't ask any more questions.

"Don't believe pull it down."

Shen Yuan was too lazy to explain. While waiting for the traffic light, he sent a WeChat message to Zhong Rou, telling her that he would arrive in 20 minutes.

"I'm not an elementary school student, how could I believe it?"

Qiao Lei curled her pink lips.

But this made Shen Yuan's wealth even more mysterious, and Qiao Lei wanted to know more.

This is just like digging for treasure in a game. You never know how much treasure is in the hole you are digging, but you enjoy the digging process and look forward to the moment when the treasure is finally revealed.

"Why, I don't have as much money as Lei Zi, so you won't date me?"

While driving, Shen Yuan reached out and touched Qiao Lei's thigh.

Although Qiao Lei is only a little over 160cm tall, she has good proportions.

The legs are relatively straight, appearing slender from a distance, but actually showing some fat when viewed up close.

After getting started, Shen Yuan discovered that it was more than that. Besides being white and tender, it was also very smooth, and it felt chewy and elastic when touched.

"Shen Yuan, you're taking advantage of me again!"

Qiao Lei said this in dissatisfaction.

"Touch it, it's over 300 yuan. I'll treat you to a meal worth over 300 yuan at noon to make up for it."

"More than 300 is not enough."

Qiao Lei shook her head: "At least you have to arrange a Western meal for me that costs over 1000 yuan per person."

"Row."

For Shen Yuan now, he no longer needs to consider the price when eating. But he just can't understand why these girls always eat Japanese or Western food. Is Chinese food not classy?
Fifteen minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz G63 stopped in the open-air parking lot of the Zhaoxing Star City branch.

After Shen Yuan got off the car, he found three or four bank employees in blue suits standing on the stairs at the door.

"Hello, this is Shen Yuan, Mr. Shen, right?"

One of them was a female employee, about 27 or 28 years old, wearing a black silk hip skirt and high heels, she came up to us with a warm smile on her face.

Several other staff members followed closely behind, smiling.

"Correct."

Shen Yuan nodded.

"Hello, I'm Zhong Rou who has been in contact with you."

The female employee took out a business card from the pocket of her blazer, bowed slightly, and handed it forward with both hands respectfully: "This is my business card. After receiving your message, I and my colleagues will be waiting for you at the door. I'm sorry I didn't recognize your car just now."

Zhong Rou's attitude was very serious and her tone was very sincere, which really made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

Shen Yuan waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine, pointed to the door and said, "Lead the way." "Okay, please follow me."

Zhong Rou gestured with her left hand and reminded him kindly, "Be careful with the steps."

Qiao Lei stood there in a daze for a second, still not quite reacting. Is this the bank where one has to wait in line for at least an hour or two to apply for a card or do business?
The last time she came to the bank to open an account, she made three trips back and forth because she didn't understand the rules.

Since I’m not a local resident, I need the school to issue a certificate, fill out a bunch of forms, and explain the purpose of the purpose.

Every time she came, she had to wait for an hour or two, which made her very annoyed.

She couldn't help but ask why, but the bank employee simply replied: "The controls are strict now, and it's always like this."

Qiao Lei also thought that rich people must have privileges. After all, it’s not uncommon to see VIP rooms in banks.

Those are for the rich.

However, she had never seen a situation where several bank employees had to go out to greet a customer and wait at the door for at least 20 minutes.

Is this the privilege of truly wealthy people?
Qiao Lei sighed silently for a few words, then followed.

At this time, there were still quite a few people doing business at China Merchants Bank. Some were waiting for their number to be called, while others were filling out forms.

When they saw a row of bank employees surrounding a young boy in the middle, they couldn't help but cast curious glances at him.

However, after seeing the young man's dress style, his unswerving gaze, and the stunning girl behind him, they immediately understood what was going on.

The answer is obvious: rich people.

This world is really a bitch, it only opens its legs to the rich.

Most people are envious or jealous, and sigh silently in their hearts.

Some extreme people, however, cursed in their hearts, saying that the damn bank was discriminatory.

There were clearly 5 windows, but only 2 were opened to handle their business. With so many people, they had to wait in line for half a day.

The bank staff also explained that the number of people working was limited.

What the hell is this called limited number of people at work?

To pick up one person, so many employees had to wait at the door for a long time. If you didn’t know, you would think it was a city leader coming to inspect the work.

Fuck the rich!
Zhong Rou led the two to the VIP room and sat down, then asked with a smile: "Mr. Shen, would you like tea or coffee?"

If the customer is over 30 years old, Zhong Rou would not ask this question, but now many young people do not drink tea, but prefer coffee, so she also has to see what the customer wants.

Shen Yuan didn't answer, but looked at Qiao Lei: "What do you want to drink?"

Qiao Lei thought for a moment and said, "Let's have some tea."

Zhong Rou was very skillful and adept at making tea. It didn't take long for her to make two cups of tea. She handed them over with both hands: "Mr. Shen, I've been waiting for a long time."

Shen Yuan blew gently on the tea, waited until the temperature was slightly lower, and took a small sip.

In fact, he seldom drinks tea, and cannot tell the difference between good tea and ordinary tea, so he did not comment much.

Zhong Rou looked at Qiao Lei and exclaimed: "Mr. Shen, is this your girlfriend? Her skin is so good. I wish I had such good skin."

Shen Yuan smiled and said nothing, neither admitting nor denying.

Qiao Lei has many boys pursuing her at school and is often praised, so she is immune to this kind of words.

However, Zhong Rou saying that she was Shen Yuan’s girlfriend in such an occasion made her feel uncomfortable but also somewhat inexplicably expectant.

Qiao Lei responded with a smile: "Sister, you are also very good, you are beautiful and have long legs."

"No, my legs look longer when I wear high heels. If I wasn't wearing black stockings, all the flaws in my legs would be exposed."

Zhong Rou said modestly, moved her legs wrapped in black stockings to the right, and then gently placed her hands on it.

This kind of woman knows how to exude her charm. Although her facial features and figure are not as good as Qiao Lei's, there is an intellectual charm in her every frown and smile.

In fact, the question she asked just now was not only to praise Shen Yuan's female companion, but also to test whether this girl was Shen Yuan's girlfriend.

However, Mr. Shen did not answer. The answer was obvious.

Zhong Rou did not rush to discuss business directly, but instead chatted with Shen Yuan and Qiao Lei, flattering them from time to time.

This invisibly brought the three people closer together and made the unfamiliarity of their first meeting much less severe.

After chatting for a while, Zhong Rou smiled and said, "Mr. Shen, thank you for bothering me recently. Since your deposit amount has already reached the standard for opening our private bank, we would like to invite you to open our private bank of China Merchants Bank."

"The private banking benefits of our China Merchants Bank are second to none in the industry. First of all, you can freely choose the last digit of your bank card."

"Secondly, as long as you have business needs, we will arrange staff to come to your door to handle it. If there is a large amount of money spent or received, it can be processed immediately if it is less than 1000 million, and it can also be processed if it is more than 1000 million."

"You can also enjoy VIP lounges at domestic and overseas airports, chauffeured transportation, overseas medical treatment, golf clubs, yacht clubs, and high-end bank client gatherings."

In fact, Shen Yuan knew all these things, but he still patiently listened to Zhong Rou finish her story.

In the past, these things were indeed far away from me, but with the increase of wealth and industry, it depends on whether I want to come into contact with them.

Qiao Lei was not as calm as Shen Yuan. When she heard Zhong Rou's introduction, her beautiful eyes gradually brightened.

Is this the happiness of rich people?

Just by depositing some money in the bank and opening an account, can you get so many benefits?
Every time she handles business, she can go to the door, the airport VIP lounge, golf, yacht. These are too far away for her, and she has never even thought about it.

Qiao Lei looked at Shen Yuan again, and her gaze changed again.

It turns out that rich people are not just rich, but also have social status and privileges that ordinary people cannot enjoy.

(End of this chapter)