The fat man, scared, almost fell to the ground, his legs went soft. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, hurried over with a smile plastered all over his face, and said, "Sir, hello, I am the director of this branch. You have a black card, please join us in the VIP room…"
"No need!" Li Huai rejected him without a second thought.
He had noticed that unlike his own, other people's bank cards were colorful, while his was black.
Although Li Huai didn't understand the significance of this black card, judging from the shift in attitude of the bank staff, it probably symbolized something, like a prestigious status.
However, Li Huai didn't want to enjoy this exclusive treatment. He just wanted to change the password and withdraw fifty thousand yuan to help the old couple in their time of need.
"All right, go ahead." The fat man nodded with a smile, stood aside without leaving, giving off a servile demeanor.
"Sir, what can I do for you?" asked the bank staff at the counter.
