"What the heck?" Gu Anshan even thought there was something wrong with his ears.
Since ancient times, people have only complained about low interest rates—when has anyone ever complained about interest being too high? Could it be that Zhang Menglong suddenly inherited so much wealth that he became mentally unstable and had a breakdown? Otherwise, how could a normal person not want to make money?
An 8% interest rate a year, that's 7 billion US dollars! Even among the richest people in Huaxia, there wouldn't be anyone who could produce 7 billion in cash, right?
"I mean, can you lower your interest rate a bit?" Zhang Menglong said, "I recall the bank next door, Jiangnan Bank, has lower rates than you? I might as well deposit there!"
