Chapter 54 You Made It for Your Own
Chapter 54 You Made It for Your Own
Nancy’s eyes went red.
The middle-aged man dissed Nancy. He looked at Frank and said coldly, “Sir, you should have self-
knowledge. You can deal with you the business at the outside counter. Why are you sitting here?”
Frank was cold in face, ‘I just want to take some money, but you keep doing so. Do you think I have a
good temper?’
"Director, Mr. Ye..." Nancy was anxious when she saw the middle-aged man pointing at Frank, who
could be regarded as a super VIP for one hundred million even in the United States. Why did he ask
Frank out?"
“You shut up!”
Nancy did not finish her speech, but was rudely interrupted by the middle-aged man.
"Get out of here at once, this is no place for you!" The middle-aged man pointed to Frank and said
unceremoniously.
Nancy was stunned and knew that things cannot be solved in a nice way. With one hundred million,
would Frank be bullied by you? He just did not want to take it serious. But you offended him, then don’t
blame him to take care of you.
Frank stood up with a cold face. "Is that Flowerki Bank's service attitude?"
"Hehe." The middle-aged man sneered coldly, "Sir, we are the bank of the capitalist empire. Do you
know what capitalism is? Money is everything. To tell you the truth, I am here to make trouble for you.
Mr. Phil has deposited ten million dollars in our bank, so he can do whatever he wants to.”
Nancy covered her face. She was now sympathetic to this middle-aged man, he probably did not know
what on earth stupid things he had done.
"You can do what you want with your money?"
Frank burst in to laugher. He liked the sentence.
"Sure." The middle-aged man smiled and said coldly, “if you deposit10 million here, I can take it as
nothing had happened."
"What if I deposit a hundred million?" Frank raised his eyebrows.
As if he had heard a joke, the middle-aged man laughed forward and backward, "If you deposit a
hundred million, I call you Dad."
"I don't have a filthy son like you."
Frank sneered and said to Nancy, "Miss Nancy, now I have changed my mind. I want to withdraw the
100 million."
Haha.
More crazy laughter sounded, the middle-aged man covered his stomach, laughing tears out, "one
hundred million, really funny, you really make me laugh. Since you make me so happy, I promise not to
trouble you..."
As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, his laughter stopped abruptly, as if he had been strangled by
something. He could not believe that he looked at the screen in front of him and counted the zeroings
on the screen again and again.
"Really... Is it his?" The middle-aged man stammered toward Nancy.
As Nancy nodded, the middle-aged man turned pale on face. His leg was limp and he almost knelt
down.
There was indeed 100 million in his account.
"Sir... Sir, I... I was just playing a joke on you." The middle-aged man shivered and said to Frank, he
regretted.
"Denis!”
The door of VIP room was opened again, Mr. Phil in white appeared in the eyes of the public.
The middle-aged man saw Phil and directly rushed to him, and told him that Frank had a hundred
million in his account.
"A hundred million?" Phil's face became pale and he glanced at Frank without any trace. In his eyes,
Frank did not have anything outstanding. How could he have so much money?
"Mr. Phil, I handle affairs for you. Please help me. If a hundred million is taken out, the headquarter will
not forgive me."
Denis said with a sad face.
If a hundred million was deposited in a bank, it can bring huge profits to the bank every day. If this
hundred million was gone, he would be fired.
Capitalism didn't have a soft spot for you. You came here to make them a profit, and now that you've
driven out their clients, then you can get out of here.
He had offended Frank and he wanted Phil can help him to deposit one hundred million.
"Denis, I am leaving.”
Phil thought for a moment and turned away without another word. One hundred million dollars was
nearly six hundred million in cash. If he took things control, he can take care of it, but he had not yet.
Denis was completely dumbstruck. The next second, he was howling and chasing Phil.
He wanted to ask Frank to forgive him. But he had offended Frank and Frank wanted to humiliate him,
so he gave up but asked for Phil to make it up.
Above all, he was afraid.
With a hundred million dollars in his account, Frank must be more terrible than Phil. If he did not offend Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
him, he would be the first time to curry favor, but he had now offended, it was natural to hide as far as
far away.
The VIP room was calm again. Nancy stared at Frank for a few seconds and then smiled.
"What?" Frank said angrily. He just came to get some money, and this had been turned into a TV
series."
“You are powerful, and Phil didn't dare to meet you, so I am happy?" Nancy said.
Without waiting for Frank to speak, Nancy continued, "But it is impossible for you to withdraw a
hundred million in cash. Do you have any other bank account? I'll transfer it."
As soon as the words came out, Frank swept his eyes at Nancy. This girl fit really to his taste.
Everyone should take responsibility for what he had done. They cannot escape even they ran away.
"I do not have domestic account for the time being, you can transfer to your bank card." Frank thought
for a while and said.
Nancy was stunned? Excuse me?
"You don't seem to be able to work here any longer. You might as well be my housekeeper. A million a
year." Frank gave his conditions.
A housekeeper?
A million a year?
Nancy was stunned and then she seemed to understand something. Her cheeks flushed and she
subconsciously stepped back.
"What are you thinking of?" Frank rolled his eyes. "I live with my sister, but I won't go home for a lot of
the time. You have to be her companion and a caretaker."
Nancy's cheeks became redder, and she asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that I ran away with the
money? That's six hundred million."
"Feel free."
Frank shrugged his shoulders with indifference. Then he said, "After you have the money, buy three
cars with no less than 5 million yuan. In addition, hire me a cook, three servants. The address is GM
Community. I have things to do, I am leaving.”