It was crowded when Ye Chen walked into the bank lobby while carrying Mengmeng. Meanwhile, on the chairs, Yuan Yue and Zhao Bin were playing with their phones with their heads down.
Yuan Yue lifted her head by instinct and saw Ye Chen. Just when she was going to speak, she saw him walking to the vacant VIP counter while carrying Mengmeng.
"Ye Chen, that's the wrong counter. They only serve customers with VIP cards there." Yuan Yue chuckled when she saw that. Banks would usually have two types of counters: the normal counter and the special counter for VIP and military personnel, at which not any Tom, Dick and Harry could get service.
Therefore, it was a joke to Yuan Yue that Ye Chen was heading to the VIP counter. Even Zhao Bin, whose annual income was hundreds of thousands, was not a bank VIP, so he had to queue at the normal counter.
