How Do I Look Like A Poor Person?（5/5）
The staff in the bank lobby was a new female intern. She was filled with anxiety.
She had already met a few people who lied about being VIP customers of the bank and brought them in to handle business. After exposing them, they were scolded by the leaders.
At this moment, he naturally had to find out if what Jiang Hao said was true.
More importantly, Jiang Hao really didn't look like someone who could take out more than a million yuan in cash to deposit in the bank.
Jiang Hao sighed helplessly.
"Young lady, you should at least have some discerning eyes when working in a bank.”
" Look at my branded clothes. Hermes, Versace, Louis Vuitton, Gucci."
The people in the bank hall burst into laughter. They felt that this junk picker was quite humorous.
The thin man, who had met Jiang Hao once before, said with a smile.
"Brother, come and line up honestly. You won't be able to get in.”
Jiang Hao ignored the thin man. He opened the woven bag and took out the plastic bags one after another.
"I really saved more than one million yuan.”
In just a few moments, Jiang Hao had already taken out ten bags of red old grandpas. It was estimated to be about two million yuan.
Everyone in the bank was dumbfounded.
Two million yuan in a cheap woven bag?
Were all the trash pickers so fierce nowadays?
Two million yuan was indeed not a lot of money in the capital. Any house was worth that price.
But nowadays, other than the necessary cash flow transactions, who else would carry such a large amount of cash?
Two million in cash from picking up trash?
It was a little scary.
The female intern looked embarrassed and apologized.
"Enough, enough. I'm really sorry. I'll bring you to the VIP room now.”
As he spoke, the intern lifted the money with difficulty and led Jiang Hao into the bank's VIP cash room.
Seeing this scene, the other ordinary customers who were doing business continued to line up dejectedly.
Who asked them to handle a small amount of business?
He was even worse than a rag-picker.
He was really miserable.
The bank's VIP room was similar to a living room. There was a set of leather sofas, a coffee table, and a few bottles of mineral water on it.
The intern placed the money on the coffee table and invited Jiang Hao to sit on the sofa.
"Sir, please wait for a moment. I'll take the information and help you with the business. Someone will come over to count the money later.”
Jiang Hao stopped him.
"Wait a minute. Can you answer a few questions for me?”
The female intern was shocked. She thought that Jiang Hao was going to make trouble for her because of what happened just now.
"Sir, I really didn't do it on purpose just now. Please don't complain about me.”
Jiang Hao could tell that this little girl was thinking the wrong thing.
"I'm not complaining about you. I'm just asking a few questions about your opinion of me.”
She heard that Jiang Hao didn't complain about her but wanted to ask for his opinion.
The female intern blushed and secretly sized up Jiang Hao.
Could it be that he wanted to hit on her?
He was young, handsome, and not short of money. It was just that his career was not good. Should she agree to his request?
"Sir, please say it. I can't answer a question that's too much.”
"Besides, it's working hours now. I can't get involved in personal relationships.”
Jiang Hao was stunned. Personal feelings?
"Aren't you thinking too much? I just want to ask you, how did you see that I look like a poor person?”
What? The female intern exclaimed, and her face turned even redder. She was indeed overthinking things.
"Sir, I don't think you're poor. Please don't misunderstand.”
Jiang Hao continued to ask.
"Tell me honestly. If you can answer my question well, my two million yuan deposit will be considered your business.”
The female intern's face lit up. If she could get a large amount of business in the bank, it would definitely help her become a full-time employee.
"Sir, then I'll tell you the truth. Please don't be angry.”
"Of course I recognize the name tag on you, but I definitely thought it was fake.”
"Carrying a woven bag on your shoulder and holding a trash picker in your hand, I really can't associate you with two million yuan.”
After saying that, the female intern carefully observed the change in Jiang Hao's expression.
Jiang Hao suddenly realized that the problem lay with his class.
"That's a good answer. My savings are enough for your business.”
After the female intern left, Jiang Hao began to ponder.
Woven bag, garbage pliers.
No matter how well he dressed, no one would take him seriously.
Was it so difficult for him to flaunt his wealth?
He definitely couldn't give up on picking up trash.
But how could he make others think that he was not a junk picker?
Turning the garbage pliers into gold?
Woven bags with LV logo?
Wasn't this operation too stupid?
Couldn't he just pick up trash?
too difficult
Since he really couldn't think of a good solution, Jiang Hao didn't bother himself anymore.
Others could look at it however they liked.
He sat comfortably on the sofa and drank the mineral water provided by the bank for free.
The treatment of rich people was indeed different. It was much better than waiting in line outside.
PS: It's a little late, sorry everyone.
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