Morey looked ashen, but he knew this was inevitable.
Just when Lin Zhiming walked up to him and saw the Illuminati logo on the other man's sleeve, he knew that his day was in danger.
As a person who has been working in the banking system for decades, he deeply understands the importance of the three words "Illuminati" in the world's financial system.
That definitely represents the wealth of a country that is extremely wealthy.
Every member of the Illuminati is a top figure in the financial field.
He has never met the person in front of him, because his knowledge of the Illuminati is only a legend, but he knows that when he offends the member of the Illuminati in front of him, it means that his life will change dramatically.
Morey didn't defend himself and walked straight out of the bank.
This scene shocked the people around. It is very complicated to fire someone these days because human rights are now important. If someone is fired for no reason, as long as the other party finds the union and the labor arbitration organization, the employer will pay a very heavy price.
The price, but now, Morey, who is the lobby manager, has not complained even after being fired. Why is this?
Could it be because of that man who suddenly appeared?
Everyone looked at Lin Zhiming with solemn expressions. In a very short period of time, everyone knew that this man's background was absolutely terrifying.
"President, what are you doing? I'm Jack's son! Don't forget how much money our family has deposited in your bank." Paul shouted excitedly when he saw the security guard walking towards him.
"If you let Mr. Jack know that you have offended this distinguished guest, I'm afraid even Mr. Jack will give you a severe lesson!" the president said to Paul expressionlessly.
Paul was stunned. He never expected that the president who knew his family well would say such a thing.
He looked at the man.
That man is indeed majestic and does not look like an ordinary person, but can you conclude that this man is more powerful than his father?
Several security guards arrested Paul and walked toward the door.
By this time, Paul had come to his senses. The person who could have the president treat him like this was definitely beyond imagination, so he decisively shut his mouth and said nothing more.
"Wait a minute." Lin Zhiming suddenly shouted.
A group of security guards stopped.
"Do you have any personal grudge against this person?" Lin Zhiming pointed at Paul and asked Walker.
"Yes!" Walker gritted his teeth and said, "I was expelled from the school just because I fought with him. When the two of us fought, the school only expelled me and not him."
"Oh...then go beat him up." Lin Zhiming said.
"Is it okay?" Walker asked excitedly.
"Of course." Lin Zhiming smiled and nodded.
Walker said nothing and walked towards Paul with a ferocious face.
"No, don't!" Paul tried to escape in fear, but he was caught by the security guard and couldn't run anywhere at all.
Walker pounced on Paul and punched him hard.
Paul screamed miserably after being beaten, and the people around him couldn't bear it, but no one spoke to dissuade him, because everyone knew that there was a powerful person standing behind the beater.
A few minutes later, Paul was already bruised and swollen.
Walker shook his hand and said to Paul, "If you let me see you one more time, I'll beat you up!"
After saying that, Walker turned around and walked to Lin Zhiming's side.
Paul's face hurt and his heart hurt, but he still didn't dare to say anything. Now he just wanted to go back as soon as possible, complain to his father, and ask his father to help him.
After Paul left, Lin Zhiming said to the president, "This friend of mine came to you to withdraw some money."
"I know, this is the check, right?" The president raised his hand, holding the check that Morey handed to him.
"Well, you go and prepare." Lin Zhiming said.
"Okay, sir, please come into my office and take a rest. We will send the money to you after we prepare it," the president said.
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming didn't want to show off, so he nodded and agreed.
Walker followed Lin Zhiming into the president's office. The office was very luxurious and the sofa was particularly soft.
Walker and Lin Zhiming sat together, and the president sat opposite them, eagerly making tea.
Walker had a lot of doubts in his mind, but obviously this was not the time to ask questions, so he could only hold them in.
The president chatted enthusiastically with Lin Zhiming, trying to dig out his identity from Lin Zhiming's mouth.
However, Lin Zhiming didn't reveal any information to him, which made the president a little worried. He still expected to be able to climb up to Lin Zhiming's line. After all, not everyone is qualified to become a friend of the Illuminati.
Not long after, the bank staff came over with a box.
"One million is in it." The staff put the box on the table and said.
"Would you like to do some counting?" the president asked.
"A little money is not enough." Lin Zhiming shook his head, looked at Walker and said, "You just withdraw this little money?"
"Isn't this enough?" Walker asked doubtfully.
"A few more zeros are enough. It should be said or not. You have great ambitions, but the structure is not enough." Lin Zhiming shook his head.
Walker was speechless for a while. How much was one million U.S. dollars plus a few zeros? As a sixteen-year-old boy, one million U.S. dollars was already the limit he could imagine. How could he dare to imagine that he would write a letter?
How can you get hundreds of millions of dollars with just a check?
"Let's go." Lin Zhiming picked up the box and walked out.
"I'll see you off!" the president followed with a smile.
Walker also followed Lin Zhiming closely.
The three of them walked out of the president's office, walked through the bank lobby, and walked out of the bank under the gaze of many people.
Walker felt that he was even more happy at this time than when he had withdrawn the money just now. Those people just looked at him with envy, but now they looked at him with awe in their eyes.
This is not something you can get with money.
Arriving outside the bank, Lin Zhiming said a brief goodbye to the president, and then drove Walker away.
The president stood there and watched Lin Zhiming go away, and then sighed regretfully because he was never able to leave the other party's phone number.
At this moment, a Maybach drove quickly from a distance and stopped in front of the president.
As soon as the Maybach stopped, a middle-aged man opened the door and hurried out.
"John, you guy, how dare you let someone drive my son out of the bank and watch my son being beaten!!" The middle-aged man excitedly rushed to the president and grabbed his clothes.
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At this time, Paul, who had been beaten before, also got out of the car.
"Dad, you must avenge me!" Paul said excitedly.
"Relax, Jack." The president looked at the middle-aged man expressionlessly and said, "Do you know who your son offended just now?"
"I don't care who he offends, there's no one in Palm City that I, Jack, can't afford to offend!" the middle-aged man said excitedly.
"Illuminati!" said the president.
"Illuminati?!" The middle-aged man's expression tightened and he asked, "What's going on?"
"The person your son offended just now is a member of the Illuminati. Although I don't know who he is, I saw the Illuminati logo on his sleeve," the president said.
"Really? Are you sure it's a real symbol of the Illuminati?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes, I also saw the unique anti-counterfeiting mark of the Illuminati logo. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that there is a golden ear of rice on the logo in the man's cuff." The president said.
"What?!" The middle-aged man let go of his hand in shock and took a few steps back, asking in disbelief: "Golden ears of rice?"
"Well, you should know what this means!" said the president.
"The golden ear of rice...is the symbol of a member of the Illuminati General Assembly. His status is more noble than that of ordinary members!" said the middle-aged man.
"Yes, now do you understand why I asked someone to drive away your son?" the president asked.
"I...I know, thank you John, thank you, otherwise Paul would have been in big trouble!" the middle-aged man said with lingering fear.
"Dad, what is the Illuminati? What's going on?" Paul asked doubtfully.
"The Illuminati is the most mysterious and powerful chamber of commerce in the world today. Its members include top figures from all walks of life... The richest man in our Star-Spangled Country is the president of the American branch of the Illuminati, and his status is more important than that of the Illuminati General Association.
Member, it’s still a little bit worse.” The middle-aged man said with a solemn expression.
"What? Then you mean that guy just now is more noble than the richest man in our Star-Spangled Kingdom?" Paul said in horror.
"At least it won't be worse than him," the middle-aged man said.
Paul was stunned. He never thought that Walker, a gangster from school, could actually know such a big shot.
"Let's go, son, I'll send you abroad for a few days, and then I'll have someone check that person's background," the middle-aged man said.
"Okay, okay." Paul nodded nervously.
At the same time, on the other side.
Lin Zhiming's car.
"How did you do it?" Walker looked at Lin Zhiming in confusion.
"How did you do it?" Lin Zhiming asked while driving.
"That's right, you obviously didn't reveal anything, but why are everyone so afraid of you?"
"Do you know what it takes for a person to make others afraid?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Fists, money!" Walker said.
"But did I hit someone just now? Did I reveal my wealth?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"That's why I asked you, how did you do it?" Walker asked.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "This requires a lot of spiritual practice."
"Then tell me, and I'll see if I can learn it," Walker said.
"You can't learn it. If you could learn it, I would have convinced you last night." Lin Zhiming said.
"Uh..." Walker was speechless.
"If you only rely on your fists and money to get around, the awe you gain will only be superficial. Only the awe you gain with your connotation and temperament will be lasting. To make others afraid of you, don't use your fists.
It's not money, all he needs is a little." Lin Zhiming raised a finger and said.