But the woman didn't believe it was true.
On what basis?
How could that be possible!
He had seen so many wealthy second-generation rich and company bosses.
Not to mention anything else, the clothes they wore were casually branded with luxury.
Even if they were low-key, they couldn't possibly dress as plainly as Zhang Xiaofan, who looked like a country bumpkin.
She picked up Zhang Xiaofan's bank card, hoping Zhang Xiaofan was a fraud and the black bank card was fake.
She took the bank card and swiped it.
The next second, her face darkened.
The information displayed on the computer confirmed that the card Zhang Xiaofan had brought was a black card only billionaires could possess at this bank.
And just now, she had treated a billionaire holding a black card and looking to conduct business with the same contempt she would a country bumpkin laborer.
"Esteemed Mr. Zhang, I am very sorry, I apologize for my terrible attitude just now!"
