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Chapter 187 Sir, your phone number

 “Good tea!”

Lu Ze put down his teacup and praised him sincerely.

"Li Yongzhe! What on earth are you doing!"

"I'm talking about business..." Li Yongzhe said with aggrieved face.

"Ignoring the bank's regulations in the name of discussing business? How did you become a gold medal teller? How could I teach you normally?" Manager Cao saw Lu Ze's too young face, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he was completely helpless.

I thought there was something wrong with this kid just drinking up the misty tea in one gulp.

Wang Meiqi still had a sneer on her face, standing leisurely with her arms folded, looking at the fat man inside with a look of grievance and gloating.

Senior, senior...

You personally delivered this handle to me, Wang Meiqi.

"Talk about business!?" Manager Cao shook the tea soup off his face, and was so angry that his tone began to change, "There are so many people waiting in line in the lobby outside, why don't you open a VIP room here alone?"

"What do you want them to think! What do you want others to think about us ICBC! I gave you the permission to do this?"

"Yeah..." Li Yongzhe opened his mouth and said honestly.

"You still know... hmm?" Manager Cao suddenly stopped and his tone suddenly turned at the speed of a super experienced driver turning corners, "What business are you talking about?"

"Financial management."

"How much does it cost?"

"15 million."

Li Yongzhe stretched out his two index fingers at the same time and pointed at the OLED screen placed on the table.

In fact, he was also confused.

But he was startled awake by the tea he spurted out.



【Name: Lu Ze.】

[Amount: 1...]

A series of numbers shine brightly.

"Yongzhe, how can you let your customers drink such bad tea?" Manager Cao suddenly turned around and yelled at Wang Meiqi who was watching the show over there: "What are you doing standing there! Why don't you take the broken silver Pu'er that I have collected?

come over!"

"Wipe up the water on the floor for me. Let's see how you can become a silver teller with your lack of discernment."

Wang Meiqi was stunned by two consecutive sentences. The middle-aged man didn't care about the beautiful woman beside him. He bowed to Lu Ze with a flattering expression, "I am Cao Wenfeng, the deputy manager of the Key Account Department. Mr. Lu, please continue. If you have any questions, please contact me directly."

Just leave it to Yongzhe, he is our bank's gold medal teller, both in terms of professional knowledge and service level are excellent."

"Okay, sorry for bothering you." Lu Ze nodded gently, ignoring Manager Cao who was about to exit the VIP room backwards, but continued to push the empty tea cup towards Li Yongzhe, signaling the fat man with glowing eyes to continue pouring himself tea.

.

"Manager Cao, how could he..."

"shut up!"

Cao Wenfeng's face turned pale suddenly and he almost rushed over and slapped Wang Meiqi.

At the same time, a boy wearing a primary school uniform appeared in the lobby with a communicator in his hand and looked around. After patiently asking the lobby manager, he pointed to the corner.

The primary school student instantly locked onto the area where Wang Meiqi was standing and ran over.

"Excuse me, who is Mr. Lu Ze?"

Um?

Um!

Several eyes fell on the helpless primary school student at the same time.

Lu Ze held the tea cup with two fingers and looked back lightly.

"I am."

He was the youngest among the four, but just this look scared the little boy and took two steps back.

Taking a breath, the little boy looked at the red banknotes in his left hand, mustered up the courage to step forward and threw the communication phone he was holding in his right hand towards Lu Ze.

"An uncle asked me to give this to you!"

After saying that, he ran out.

Li Yongzhe, Manager Cao, and Wang Meiqi were all stunned by this sudden change.

What kind of trick is this?

Lu Ze's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his left hand casually and placed the half-palm-sized communication device in his palm.

"Jingle Bell……"

As soon as the communication machine was purchased, it began to ring rapidly.

This weird scene made the three people around them hold their breath. They instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Li Yongzhe frowned and looked at Cao Wenfeng, but the latter shook his head in confusion.

Lu Ze turned over the phone and looked at the incoming call column which showed [Confidential Phone Number].

He frowned, released the tea cup with his right hand, folded it back under the collar, and took out a patch like a little finger cover, which was gently attracted to the different looks in the eyes of Manager Cao, Wang Meiqi, and Li Yongzhe.

Behind the machine.

Communication is connected.

A disguised voice with a faint metallic feel appeared in my ears. Although it was cold in texture, there was a hint of teasing in the words.

"Is this Mr. Lu Ze?"

"I am." Lu Ze responded softly, his voice calm.

"Haha, we have known each other for a long time, but we have never been able to meet the land warrior. It is a pity." The voice was full of interest.

"What's going on?" Lu Ze interrupted the other party unceremoniously.

"I'm really impatient..." The other party sighed, as if he was feeling regretful, but then he smiled again and said, "I want to ask General Lu about something."

"speak."

"I wonder if you showed up at Fengyun Network Center two weeks ago." The other party's voice was deliberately long, as if he was very confident that these words would have some irrepressible influence on Lu Ze.

However, the expected answer did not appear.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Lu Ze replied calmly without any hesitation.

Immediately, under Li Yongzhe's bewildered eyes, Lu Ze picked up the teapot that had just been filled with boiling water and poured himself another cup.

Holding the cup of tea that had just calmed down from boiling with two fingers, he held it in front of his eyes and stared at the curling white mist with deep eyes.

At this moment, both Li Yongzhe and Cao Wenfeng, the two elites in the banking industry, shrank their pupils.

Because they suddenly realized that the young man at this moment was extremely strange.

That overly calm aura...

It actually made their hair stand on end.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. I will help you remember it." The metallic voice laughed, looking extremely happy and unpleasant, "Please press the purple button on the right side of the communication machine and ask the Marine General to take a look.

A video.”

The VIP room was very quiet, and Li Yongzhe, who was close at hand, could clearly hear the voice on the communication machine.

As a senior otaku who has played a lot of games and watched a lot of movies, the moment Li Yongzhe heard these words, his heart shrank...

He looked at the young man in front of him with a solemn expression.

Lu Ze pressed the purple button.

A line of light and shadow is projected from the top of the communication machine, forming a three-dimensional light curtain.

In the closed black space, a light shines.

A ferocious-looking teenager appeared in the center of the video, with a black goggle covering his eyes, but you could clearly see the bulging veins on his face, his tightly clenched teeth, and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

A bronze palm grabbed the boy's neck, ignoring the still fierce struggle, and lifted the boy to the center of the video.

"General Marine, are you familiar with this stubborn boy?"

"A Ming." Lu Ze said softly.

Unexpectedly, when these two words were spoken, the body that was twisting desperately in the video suddenly froze.

"Put our boy down." The metallic voice of the narrator came out.

Lu Ming was pushed onto an iron chair.


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