During the Chinese New Year, banks are usually the busiest.
After all, as long as the Chinese New Year is here, more people will save and withdraw money, so everyone will seem busy.
At the credit union located in the center of Paris Street, people lined up early to withdraw money.
With all three windows open, it still gives people an extremely busy feeling.
"Uncle, here is your three hundred yuan, take it!"
Yang Xiaohong handed a thick stack of big balls to the old man in front of her and said with a smile.
After the old man expressed his thanks and left, Yang Xiaohong picked up her water glass and took a quick sip of water.
Now for her, drinking water has to speed up the time. After all, there are people waiting behind?
"Xiaohong, have you heard? MiKe Electronics seems to have encountered difficulties again?" Sister Ma, who was sitting opposite Yang Xiaohong, said to Yang Xiaohong with a hint of schadenfreude.
In Yang Xiaohong's heart, she felt a little contempt for Sister Ma.
In the past, Sister Ma always looked at the workers of MiKe Electronics with envy.
The reason why she behaves like this now is actually because in her heart, Sister Ma is still jealous of those workers at Mihu Electronics Factory.
In any case, the wages of these people are rarely higher than those of their credit unions in Dongzhou.
"Mihu's products are so popular, so there shouldn't be any big problems if you encounter difficulties." Yang Xiaohong said casually.
Sister Ma smiled and said: "Xiaohong, you don't know this. I heard that their director Shen moved all the funds to some unknown wafer factory."
"Now they don't even have enough working capital for production."
"Tsk, tsk, this time, maybe it will really go bankrupt."
Seeing Sister Ma's gloating look, a trace of worry arose in Yang Xiaohong's heart.
Although she does not work at Mihu Electronics Factory, several relatives in her family work there.
As for my relatives who work at Mihu Electronics Factory, their wages are indeed high, and they are very respectable when I mention their workplace.
Will rice shells really fall over?
While Yang Xiaohong was pondering, a middle-aged man had already arrived at the counter.
"Sister, help me withdraw money, thirty-five thousand!" The middle-aged man directly handed over the deposit certificate.
Yang Xiaohong, who was thinking about it, was shocked when she heard this.
Thirty-five thousand!
This is too much to achieve. The total amount of business she did this morning was not that much!
Looking at the deposit receipt in her hand, she said hesitantly: "Brother, you have withdrawn a little too much. Can you make an appointment first and pick it up in the afternoon?"
"We still have to prepare in advance!"
When the middle-aged man came, he thought that he might encounter this situation. He rubbed his head and said, "Little sister, could you please help me get it? I'm in a hurry to use it!"
Yang Xiaohong looked at the middle-aged man's expression, and although her heart softened, she also knew that she couldn't do this at this time.
Because once you do this, it will be very troublesome.
"Brother, I can understand your mood, but please understand me too."
"This thirty-five thousand is really too much. I can't take it out at the moment." At this point, Yang Xiaohong said: "Why are you withdrawing so much money? It's a Chinese New Year."
"I'm a worker at Mihu Electronics Factory. Don't people ask for payment outside our factory now? It's not that our products are not good, it's just that we don't have enough money for a while."
When the middle-aged man said this, he smiled and said: 'So, we are going to lend half of our savings to the factory to pay off the debt.'
"The money will be returned to us after the factory has overcome the crisis."
Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Yang Xiaohong was stunned for a moment.
She never thought that such a thing could happen.
"Brother, what are you..."
"We are completely willing to do it ourselves, and we are not worried about the factory not paying the money. After all, we have so many products and patents."
"I'm still very few. There are employees above P6 in our factory who can borrow one million yuan."
Yang Xiaohong's heart at this time has changed from lamenting this matter to lamenting that MiKe Electronics is really too rich.
No, it should be the workers of MiKe Electronics, they are too rich.
As thoughts flashed through his mind, Yang Xiaohong said with a smile: "Uncle, let's do this. I'll register it for you and pick it up in the afternoon."
The middle-aged man has no choice. After all, when depositing a large amount of money, people have already told him that withdrawals need to be made in advance.
After the middle-aged man registered, Yang Xiaohong was just about to do other business when she heard Sister Ma's somewhat sharp voice: "This 100,000 yuan has not expired yet, so it cannot be withdrawn now."
"You can't even do it if you need it urgently!"
"Let me tell you, if you must withdraw it, there will be no interest."
The target of Sister Ma's quarrel was an old worker who looked to be in his fifties. He smiled and said, "Daughter, take it for me. If you don't want the interest, I won't."
"Where is the money that our factory is waiting for? When it's used up, I'll deposit it with you."
After hearing this and looking at the MiKe electronic logo on the old worker's work clothes, Yang Xiaohong felt a little headache.
Fortunately, in front of him was a young man in his twenties.
"Please help me withdraw 20,000 yuan!" The young man smiled at Yang Xiaohong and handed over a deposit slip.
Looking at the time deposit logo on the deposit certificate, Yang Xiaohong couldn't help but said: "Your term will be full in three months, and the interest alone will be one or two thousand by then. If you take it out at this time, that's not..."
"I know, but the factory is in a hurry to use money now. We can't destroy our factory just for the interest."
"Just take it, thank you!"
Listening to these words of thanks, Yang Xiaohong didn't know what to say at all.
She hesitated and said, "Please register. I don't have enough money here. I have to wait until the afternoon to pick it up."
One, two, three...
At the beginning, Yang Xiaohong asked about the situation. Later, she stopped asking and just mechanically registered the money to be withdrawn.
Following each number, her whole body became a little numb.
As for Sister Ma, she has already reported the matter to the director.
They were busy until lunch time when everyone finally dispersed. Looking at the dense registration contents, Yang Xiaohong really didn’t know what to do.
"Xiaohong, how much money do you want to withdraw today?" A tired companion lying on the table asked Yang Xiaohong.
Yang Xiaohong looked at the form in front of her, sighed and said: "More than three million, hey, where can we mobilize these three million from?"
The companion said: "I have more than you. I have about five million here, and Sister Ma's is about the same. Our total is more than ten million."
"How can our small savings bank raise so much money at once?"
Speaking of this, she said with emotion: "The employees of MiKe Electronics are really very rich, and these are just some of the employees."
"What we do, how many others do we don't know?"
Just as the two people were talking, their director walked out with a gloomy face.
"Let's postpone the matter of withdrawing money for a while. I'm going to have a meeting to discuss what to do?" After the director finished speaking, he walked out without looking back.
