Chapter Thirty-Seven You and They Are the Same Kind of People
He Qiangwei didn't hold the check in her hands, held it in her arms, and threw it to the young man gracefully. This is the prerequisite for becoming a princess, Yan Qianyu thought with satisfaction.
When the young man saw the row of zeros on it, the first thing he thought of was what it was. It took him a moment to realize that it was a check.
"You use this kind of thing to deceive people. Do you think you can just write a few zeros on a piece of paper and it will be five million? You are pretending to be cool and don't make a draft." The young man who thought he had been deceived said angrily.
"I'm sorry, I never pretend to be cool." Yan Qianyu said lightly. The playboy brother who didn't even recognize such a check was even more unqualified for him to care about it.
"Can you take a look at it? I'm a staff member of the Bank of China." A man close to forty years old walked out from the crowd watching the excitement, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
The guys from the Bank of China have all come out, and this drama is about to reach its climax. This is the only thought in the hearts of everyone around. The most important thing in China is the SBs who are watching the excitement.
The young man handed the check to the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses with disdain, and kept saying: "You must see clearly what is written on it, don't make a mistake."
The man with gold-rimmed glasses, who looked at it carefully for a moment, respectfully returned the check to Yan Qianyu amidst the surprised eyes of the people around him. He could be described as shocked that the cashier's check from the Swiss Bank was still on display in his bank.
A sample.
Seeing the man's actions, the young man knew that he had just held a genuine check for five million in his hand. What he didn't know was that the check was still in US dollars.
"Sir, if you need to exchange RMB, please come to me. And if you want to open an account, I will help you get the limited VIP quota of Bank of China."
Seeing the plain-looking Yan Qianyu, the man with gold-rimmed glasses seemed to think of something and hurriedly took something out of his pocket and handed it to Yan Qianyu, "This is my business card."
Shocking, absolutely shocking!
Everyone understood that the five million was not RMB, and no fool would think that it was Japanese yen. The way they looked at Yan Qianyu changed. A man who was not more than twenty years old sitting here sipping red wine actually made a move for five hundred.
Wan, this momentum overwhelmed everyone present.
The most stupid person is undoubtedly the extremely arrogant young man who stood in front of Yan Qianyu. Now the people around him are looking at him with bad intentions.
The young man who thought he was embarrassed quickly claimed that he was not feeling well and quickly left the bar. Yan Qianyu did not stop him. A clown was not worthy of being serious. Baozi on the side saw this near miss and fell down.
He opened the curtain and quickly let the crowd of spectators disperse.
"This is yours." Yan Qianyu handed the check to He Qiangwei. He knew that this woman must be in need of money, but the latter did not reach out to take it.
"Even if I am short of money again, I will not take other people's money for no reason." He Qiangwei said firmly, and Yan Qianyu was stunned by this attitude.
"Isn't that what you're after?" Yan Qianyu, who was stunned for a moment, asked unabashedly. He didn't feel anything when he took out the five million, but it made He Qiangwei feel humiliated.
"You are the same type of person as them." He Qiangwei said disdainfully, her cold face particularly attractive. If it weren't for Yan Qianyu helping her out again and again, she would have left long ago.
Regarding He Qiangwei's words, Yan Qianyu did not explain anything, and said calmly, "Facing a beautiful woman, I don't need to pretend to be a gentleman." However, the playfulness in his eyes was not noticed by He Qiangwei. "Talk about it.
Why do you need these five million."
"Do you really think I will step in for five million?" He Qiangwei stared at Yan Qianyu's deep eyes. She really wanted the other party to say "no", but the other party did not answer directly, but said some emotions.
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"Life is like a chess game. In the chess game, every piece you place must be done carefully. You will have no regrets when you make a move, just like the reality of society."
Speaking of this, Yan Qianyu paused and continued, "Every chess piece may not produce the expected effect, so it depends on luck and opportunity."
"You are saying that I am lucky to meet you now, right?" He Qiangwei, who heard the implication, lost her previous indifference. Just as Yan Qianyu said, she may not be able to get what she expected even though she works so hard here.
The salary is not because the boss here is harsh, but because the money she needs is too huge.
Yan Qianyu's noncommittal attitude made He Qiangwei sigh slightly, "My father has stomach cancer and was found to be in the late stage. I hope to send him to the United States for surgery. The budget for this cost is two million; I will buy them a house.
Including decoration, I hope they can live comfortably, and need one million; for the remaining two million, use 200,000 to repay foreign debts and interest, and the remaining 1.8 million, I hope they will have no worries about food and clothing, including asking for
The nanny is included.”
"The prices in Hangzhou are not so cheap, right?" Yan Qianyu, who heard about He Qiangwei's family situation, felt that five million was still a bit too little for her.
"Depositing money in the bank will earn tens of thousands in interest every year, which is enough." He Qiangwei explained.
"Didn't you leave a penny for yourself?" Yan Qianyu calculated it. Just as he thought, not all women live for money.