Chapter 68: With Money, Banks Will Even Help You Pick Up Your Kids!

Inside the hotel.

Having consumed quite a bit of alcohol the previous night, Lu Feng still felt a slight headache even though his physical attributes exceeded those of an ordinary person by twofold.

What would an ordinary person do upon suddenly acquiring hundreds of millions? The very first choice would undoubtedly be to celebrate.

He was no exception.

After completing the transaction with Master Kai, he took his cousin and Chen Bo out for a lavish celebration, naturally drinking quite a bit of alcohol.

Naturally, with the completion of his first transaction and 350 million added to his bank card, his entire mindset underwent a subtle shift.

After all, possessing wealth amounting to hundreds of millions truly brings about a massive elevation in one's state of mind.

When Lu Feng stepped out of his room, Yang Ming and Chen Bo were already awake. Accustomed to late-night partying, no matter how drunk they got the night before, they would wake up bright and early the next day.

As the saying goes, habit becomes second nature; just like using one's left hand frequently, the moment you grab it, the feeling comes naturally.

"Cousin, Chen Bo, come with me to the bank!" As soon as he stepped out, Lu Feng called out directly to Yang Ming and Chen Bo.

He had made a promise: once a middleman was found to dispose of that ton of gold, he would give a one percent commission.

If you want the horse to run, you have to let it graze; a baseline of credibility had to be maintained.

One percent of 350 million was 3.5 million.

Although he already had over 300 million on his card, his daily transfer limit had not been raised yet, so he needed to apply for an increase at the bank.

"Alright, Young Master Feng." Hearing the call, Chen Bo responded very naturally and then respectfully followed behind.

Are you kidding me? Running into a boss who could lead you to such wealth required not only utmost respect, but also tightly hugging his thighs.

Yesterday, Young Master Feng made 350 million on a single gold transaction, and one percent of that was 3.5 million. If he and Yang Ming split it evenly between them, that would still be 1.75 million each.

How long had it been?

Barely ten days from start to finish.

An employer who could help you earn 1.75 million in such a short time was someone ordinary people could never hope to network with; encountering him like this was sheer, unimaginable luck.

Lu Feng took Yang Ming and Chen Bo to the nearest Industrial and Commercial Bank branch. Large-scale transfer services and limit adjustments are typically handled by dedicated business managers.

However, the moment the attending business manager saw that the balance on Lu Feng's card exceeded 300 million, the branch president personally came out to invite him into his office for tea.

"President Lu, welcome! I am Cheng Long, the manager of this bank. Please accept my sincere apologies for any neglect just now!" Cheng Long said respectfully. Once seated, he hurriedly took out a package of his finest, treasured tea leaves to brew for the three of them.

This scene made Yang Ming and Chen Bo sigh with emotion; this was the true perk of being wealthy.

Had it been them—even in a small county town like Youcheng—it would have been utterly impossible for a branch president to receive them personally.

After pouring a cup of tea for Lu Feng, Cheng Long immediately summoned a department director and instructed him to personally assist with the transaction procedures on the spot.

One had to realize that the President Lu before him was an entirely untapped, potential VIP client.

What is an untapped potential VIP client? It refers to a wealthy individual who holds massive deposits yet has not been developed by any competing institution and has not yet utilized any specific banking services.

Such affluent individuals undoubtedly require a multitude of banking services, and whichever bank president assists them with their transactions gets credited with the deposit performance.

After all, they were evaluated on their ability to attract deposits.

Such wealthy clients might have transferred funds from other banks, struck it rich overnight, or inherited a fortune... Regardless of the source, with over 300 million in deposits, such clients automatically qualified for the Industrial and Commercial Bank's highest-tier Peony Black Gold Dragon Card.

When facing this type of client, it was no longer just a matter of respectful reception; if the other party required it, the bank would gladly send people to pick up and drop off their children every single day.

Naturally, the source of such a client's funds also had to be entirely legitimate.

As it happened, he had received a briefing and viewed the deposit information of the President Lu before him. The funds originated from a jewelry transaction, and moreover, the transferring bank was the headquarters of the Industrial and Commercial Bank itself, executed via several registered super-cards.

In other words, these funds were completely above board.

With such an untapped, wealthy potential client delivering himself to their doorstep, Cheng Long felt as though he had struck the jackpot. Furthermore, since the client could conduct jewelry transactions of such staggering scale, his future business dealings would undoubtedly be astronomical.

"President Lu, let's exchange contact numbers later. For any future transactions, you can call me directly, and I will personally handle them for you at the fastest possible speed," Cheng Long said, respectfully exchanging contact information with Lu Feng.

Lu Feng naturally raised no objections to this. He had heard tales that the higher one's deposits, the better the bank's service; previously it was just hearsay, but now he was experiencing it firsthand.

Before long, Lu Feng's transactions were fully completed, and the cards belonging to Yang Ming and Chen Bo each received an additional transfer of 1.75 million.

Afterward, when Lu Feng left, Yang Ming's hand also held a 30-inch suitcase containing two million in cash.

Naturally, his own hand now held the Industrial and Commercial Bank's supreme Peony Black Gold Dragon Card.

Pulling this card out in public might mean nothing to the uninitiated, but those in the know would immediately look at you in a completely different light.

In other words, at high-end gatherings—amidst extravagant banquets and the like—pulling out this card meant you wouldn't even need to pick up women; people would simply gauge your physical endurance and wonder how many elite companions you could handle in a single night.

Emerging from the bank, Lu Feng returned to the hotel with Yang Ming and Chen Bo.

Once inside the suite, Lu Feng asked Yang Ming and Chen Bo to summon the rest of the brothers who had accompanied them this time.

No matter what, these individuals had come along to assist him on this trip.

To put it simply, these people came alongside his cousin Yang Ming and Chen Bo; being able to make this trip meant they were deeply trusted by both men.

Naturally, he was now considered the big boss of these individuals.

Although nothing went wrong this time and these people didn't need to take any physical action, accompanying them served to bolster their presence, and as the main boss, giving out departure red envelopes was a duty he had to fulfill.

That two million in cash was specifically prepared for these people. Otherwise, collecting everyone's bank account numbers would be too troublesome, and the accounts of some of these individuals might even be frozen.

After all, having successfully pulled off a 350-million transaction—entirely pure profit—he was not going to be stingy about taking out two million to share.

Even though, given his circumstances, the absence of these people wouldn't have made any difference.

Yet, to be entirely honest, there were times when these individuals genuinely proved more useful than professional bodyguards.

Bodyguards might not always be willing to perform certain tasks for you, but when a genuine need arose, these men would step up and get it done.

Furthermore, on occasions involving gold transactions and the like, having a crowd present to swell the ranks truly helped ward off potential trouble. That was an undeniable fact.

Once everyone had gathered, Lu Feng turned to Yang Ming and said, "Cousin, go ahead and distribute that two million among everyone!"

Yang Ming nodded and immediately popped open the suitcase, revealing neat stacks of cash inside.

To be completely honest, seeing two million in cash stacked right in front of your eyes possessed a striking visual impact.

"Line up properly, form a single line!" Chen Bo called out with a beaming smile.

Although this was money produced by Young Master Feng, the act of distributing stacks of cash like this was genuinely thrilling.

The men they brought along, including Ah Pao, Da Fei, and the others, instantly had faces beaming with delight.

With two million in cash being distributed, each of these men would receive roughly 100,000. Every single one of them excitedly cradled stacks of cash against their chest, looking at Lu Feng with an indescribable, profound reverence.

If anyone dared to utter a single disrespectful word about Lu Feng at that moment, these men wouldn't stand for it.

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