"A dark gold card!"
The moment Xia Fei revealed the card in his hand, a wave of excitement rushed over the crowd, and even that arrogant Cobalti youth fell silent, a scowl appearing on his face.
The cards of Rock Private Bank were divided into different tiers. Bronze, silver, and gold cards were the most commonly seen. They were distributed according to the financial strength of the client. Those with money got gold cards, whereas ordinary clients had to settle for bronze.
Each card also received a different treatment. Bronze and silver cardholders had to stand in line while gold cardholders had an employee to specifically attend to their needs and a special room. After all, this was a bank, not a charity institution. The one who could bring the bank more profit called the shots. This was a principle that would fit with any business.
