As soon as Ji Hao arrived at the sales office, he saw a middle-aged man and a mature woman walking in, chatting and laughing.
The middle-aged man was fat, bald, and had a belly as big as a woman who was ten months pregnant; he was sleazy and greasy.
Wang Youcai was one of the main culprits who murdered Ji Hao in his previous life.
Beside him, the mature woman was dressed in a professional office lady outfit, with exquisite makeup, a white shirt, a tight-fitting pencil skirt, and a pair of high heels. With the addition of sheer black stockings, she looked exceptionally tall and well-proportioned.
The mature and sophisticated woman was none other than Xia Siyu, the object of Ji Hao's desperate adoration in his previous life.
From university to the years after graduation when he started working, Ji Hao spent a lot of money on her, but Xia Siyu only treated him as a rich guy and never gave him a kind look.
Later, Xia Siyu hooked up with Wang Youcai and flaunted it on her WeChat Moments every day, saying that older men are more charming.
That's ridiculous.
Upon seeing the two, Ji Hao's anger surged. He had a sudden inspiration and turned to go to a nearby bank.
"Miss, please withdraw three million in cash for me." Ji Hao handed his bank card to the teller.
"Please, this is a bank, not a place for you to cause trouble. Dressed like a loser, you still want to withdraw three million? Ha!" the teller replied with a cold face.
Ji Hao said expressionlessly, "Can't you check for yourself whether there's three million in the account?"
"Please don't disturb my work, or I'll call security... Wait, I... Oh my god!"
The teller initially looked down on her, but when she saw the balance in the bank card, she was completely stunned!
One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand...
Tens of millions!
This is a big client; if you offend them, being fired would be the least of your worries.
The clerk panicked and almost burst into tears. She quickly stood up and apologized, "Waaah, sir, I'm so sorry, I was wrong. I'll do anything you ask, as long as you don't complain about me, even..."
Ji Hao didn't bother to argue, and urged, "Hurry up and get me the money."
"Oh, oh." The counter lady breathed a sigh of relief.
After withdrawing the money, the teller returned the bank card to Ji Hao, but there was an extra note underneath the card with her mobile phone number and a string of numbers written on it.
Measurements: 109, 62, 98.
Ji Hao didn't pay any attention, put the money into his backpack, and left the bank.
After he walked away, a murmur of discussion immediately arose from the surrounding area.
"My God, who is this person? He's so rich!"
"The world of the rich is simply unimaginable."
"This guy is so handsome, I wish I could date him."
"You think you're interested in dating? You're clearly just after their bodies and money. You're despicable!"
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