Jiang Chen thought she was here to collect savings.
As they chatted, they realized that it wasn't. The other party was just reminiscing about the past.
This was a little unbearable for him because he had to wait for her to talk about topics before he could recall them.
"Then go ahead. If your relatives or friends need to save money, remember to contact me.”
On the other side, He Ting saw that he was replying so slowly and sometimes did not answer the question. She misunderstood that he did not want to chat.
Jiang Chen was quite embarrassed. He said,""Why didn't you ask me if I had any savings?”
A few seconds later, He Ting replied,"No. When will that old classmate come to the bank? I'll personally receive him."”
"Come to my house."
Jiang Chen said. On TV, it wasn't just rich families. It was always the bank staff who came to visit them.
He Ting was at home. She was petite but voluptuous. She was applying nail polish.
He frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Chen's message.
Back in high school, this old classmate of his wasn't this greasy.
"Alright, I'll wait for next time."
She replied, intending to let it go.
Jiang Chen was startled. He realized that it was a misunderstanding.
However, he couldn't be bothered to explain. He couldn't possibly send a screenshot of his savings.
He threw his phone aside and continued playing the guitar.
The next day, He Ting spoke in the group.
"The tycoon I mentioned yesterday has appeared again!”
With yesterday's foreshadowing, the group chat immediately exploded.
This time, He Ting was very talented. She took a photo and sent it to the group.
In the lobby of the bank, a middle-aged man stood there.
In the photo, he looked a little distorted and indescribably strange.
"F * ck, this is a photo of a ghost.”
"It's him. He's an outstanding entrepreneur in our city. He died in an accident not long ago.”
"The people from your bank can't run away.”
He Ting didn't reply, probably because she was busy.
She only reappeared after ten minutes.
"Just like yesterday, this ghost saved another one million. After he left, it was all Underworld coins again.”
Because their accounts were canceled, they did not suffer any losses.
"Don't tell me that tycoons don't change their nature after death and still take pleasure in saving money?”
"Is your bank not going to take action if there's no loss?”
He Ting said,"We have no choice. We are all afraid of angering that ghost."”
"This world is really exaggerated."
"When we were studying, who would have thought that we would be talking about a ghost taking money?”
"Should I say it or not? Do you still remember the cave in No.1 Middle School?”
"Yes, that's Shelter!"
Jiang Chen read the messages in the group, feeling complicated.
Nowadays, people still lacked fear of ghosts and monsters.
He found He Ting's private WeChat and said,"That ghost can't be that simple. Contact the police and we'll hand it over to the relevant departments.”
He Ting quickly replied," Yes, yes. Thank you for your concern, old classmate. Our president is doing this. He told us to stay calm."”
"That's good."
Jiang Chen knew that the Spirit Attack Team had intervened.
It couldn't be that he couldn't deal with a monster of this level, right?
In the afternoon, He Ting shared the news again.
The rich man came to the bank again and deposited five million yuan this time.
"Haha, I can imagine the feelings of the staff when they count the money.”
"He's really rich."
The students in the group were all happy. Nothing had happened for two days, so there should be no problem.
This situation lasted for five days.
The rich man deposited 50 million yuan one after another.
That afternoon, it was He Ting's turn to be on duty.
She looked at the clock several times. If everything went according to plan, that rich guy would arrive at 2:20 pm.
Sure enough, the rich guy appeared on time.
He Ting knew that this was a ghost, but she wasn't too afraid.
Because he had seen them many times, he remembered their faces.
She was wearing a Chinese suit, fair and clean, wearing glasses, and speaking softly. She needed others to listen carefully.
"Hello, do you want to do a deposit service?”He Ting said as the person in front of her.
She was already prepared to accept the Underworld Coins as cash.
"No, I'm here to withdraw money." Tycoon Ghost said softly.
What?
He Ting was stunned. This was something that had never happened before. She didn't know what to do.
The nouveau riche didn't care much and handed over his bank card.
"Take them all out." Tycoon Ghost said.
He Ting had goosebumps as she held the card. The explosion-proof glass reflected the tycoon's cold face.
She realized that she was too naive.
She recalled what Jiang Chen had said. Monsters weren't that simple.
"What are you waiting for?" Tycoon Ghost said.
His emotionless words sent chills down her spine. He Ting trembled as she placed her bank card on the machine. However, this card had long been deleted and no data could be read.
After a few failures, she looked up and almost cried out in fear.
It turned out that the nouveau riche had propped himself up. His entire face was almost pressed against the glass, and his facial features were distorted and squeezed.
"Take them all out."
The voice that came out of the nouveau riche's throat seemed to be squeezed out.
He Ting's scalp went numb, and her intuition told her.
If she answered wrongly, she would die.
Author's words: Please support me. This type of novel is considered to be relatively niche, but the author's desire to write about this topic is very strong. I will continue to write, but the data cannot be too bad. Dear readers, please help ~
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