Lin Xiaoxia sent away the previous person who came to do business, and a pink and tender girl ran over.
This little girl was probably about six or seven years old. She had a sweet and beautiful smile.
Lin Xiaoxia saw the bank card in the little girl's hand and realized that it was a children's card issued by their bank specifically for children.
"What business do you want to do?" Lin Xiaoxia bent down and asked.
Pengpeng raised the bank card in his hand and said, "I want to withdraw money."
"How much do you want to withdraw?"
Pengpeng shook his head, "I don't know, I want to see how much money is in it first."
"Where are your adults? Are they here?"
Pengpeng frowned and said worriedly, "Can't I get it myself?"
"That's not true, but you, a child, come here to withdraw money, what is it for?"
It stands to reason that when someone comes to withdraw money, no matter how old they are, Lin Xiaoxia does not need to ask, as long as they have a card and a password, even if it is a children's card. But this child is too young, and she is afraid that something will go wrong, so
It’s better to ask more clearly.
"It's okay. I want to buy a gift for my friend. I don't want to use dad's money. Sister, don't worry. My dad asked me to come. I know the password. It's 5..."
Lin Xiaoxia said quickly, "No, you can't say this password easily. Let's do this. Sister will take you to handle business."
It happened that there was no one in the hall at the moment, so Lin Xiaoxia was going to take the children to do some business.
After arriving at the counter, Pengpeng handed over the card and entered the password under Lin Xiaoxia's guidance.
When the staff inside saw the balance of the silver card, he was stunned for a moment because he saw a long series of numbers.
He counted back and forth several times before finally confirming that it was a seven-digit number starting with 8.
"Uncle, how much money is there?"
"Ahem, kid, there are still 8,956,213 yuan in it."
Pengpeng didn't react at all to such a long string of numbers. Lin Xiaoxia next to her was startled. It's not that she had never seen millions of deposits, but she had never seen any child put so much money in his card, and the adults in the family
She was so relieved to come and pick it up alone.
Pengpeng didn't carefully calculate how much more than eight million yuan was, but she knew that it was quite a lot, and it was definitely more than the thousand yuan she wanted.
"Uncle, I want to withdraw a thousand yuan, is that okay?"
"Um, of course."
Then, under the guidance of the staff, Pengpeng finished withdrawing the money, and then ran to Zhang Zhong with one thousand yuan and his bank card.
"Dad, look at me taking out the money."
Zhang Zhong has always been in the hall, but he is just wearing a peaked cap. He should try to keep a low profile in Jiangyang, maybe he will meet someone who knows him.
Pengpeng asked for the bank card password, and Zhang Zhong became interested and wanted to take this opportunity to train Pengpeng. Now it seems that the result is very good and the process is quite smooth.
"Do you know how much money is left in your bank card?"
"I heard from the uncle just now that there were originally more than eight million."
"Originally? Now?"
"Now..." Pengpeng frowned. She counted her fingers, but she didn't know how to calculate. "Now I have withdrawn one thousand, and subtracted one thousand from more than eight million. Oops, I can't figure it out."
"Okay, don't forget it. This question is too profound for you now." Zhang Zhong held his daughter's hand, turned around and smiled at the Datang manager who had just helped him, and then took his daughter out of the bank.
There were more than 8 million in his daughter's card, and Zhang Zhong was also surprised.
The original intention of getting this card was to save Pengpeng the royalties she earned from magazines.
However, the magazine's manuscript fees cannot be too high. Even if you continue to provide manuscripts, you will not be able to save more than 8 million in less than a year.
But Zhang Zhong figured it out quickly.
Teacher Zhang Pengpeng’s paintings were quite popular on the Internet for a while, so some other websites and magazines would also reprint them.
When it comes to commercial use, these institutions have to pay fees to Pengpeng, which may accumulate over time, and eight million can be saved in this way.
"Dad, isn't more than eight million a lot of money?"
"It's a lot." Zhang Zhong said.
"Can I buy a lot of candies?" Pengpeng asked.
Zhang Zhong said, "This money can indeed buy a lot of candies. If you use them all to buy candies, you may be able to fill your room."
After listening to her father's description, Pengpeng's big eyes started to look like stars. No, they should be like candies.
She was already thinking about the scene where her room was filled with candies. She would lie on top of the candies, and when she wanted to eat, she would grab one later. She could also ask Liu Minya and the others to come over and help her eat.
"You earned this money. Logically speaking, you can completely control it by yourself and buy whatever you want. However, dad tells you that you are not yet at the time to control such a large amount of money, so you have to buy whatever you want.
You asked me first, and only if I agree can you buy it, just like this time, do you understand?"
Seeing his father's serious expression, Pengpeng said obediently, "I know, I will ask my father for anything I want to buy in the future."
"Well, don't worry, as long as it's not too much, I will agree to it." Zhang Chong said with a smile.
"Thank you dad."
The father and daughter walked for a while, and when they were about to get home, Pengpeng suddenly asked, "Dad, when will I be able to control such a large sum of money?"
"When you grow up."
"Then how do I grow up?" Pengpeng asked again.
Zhang Zhong thought for a moment and said, "Dad, I have a question for you."
"Dad, ask me." Pengpeng stood up straight, ready to accept the test.
"Dad asked you, do you want to grow up?"
"Think about it."
"Then why do you want to grow up?"
"Because there are many things that you can only do when you grow up."
"Well, when one day you stop thinking about growing up, you will grow up."
Pengpeng scratched her head. She thought what her father said was strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.
It wasn't until she got home that she realized, no, since I've grown up, I definitely won't think about growing up.
Hey, but thinking about it this way, my father seems to be right. When I grow up, I won’t want to grow up. Doesn’t that mean that when I don’t want to grow up, does it mean that I have grown up?
But why does it still feel like something is not right?
In fact, what Zhang Zhong said is like someone asking him when eggs should be boiled before they are cooked, and he replied that they must be cooked until they are edible. It is equivalent to no answer at all.
But he had another meaning that he didn't tell Pengpeng. She was just thinking about things that only she could do when she grew up, so she thought about growing up.
But one day, she will realize that there are many things that can only be done when she is not grown up.