Chen Dong had countless images in his mind of trying to persuade his parents.
Clashes between old and new ideas are inevitable.
The fact that a meal costing 5,000 yuan would become the trigger was something Chen Dong hadn't expected.
He underestimated the influence of the older generation's ideas on his parents.
It should be said that it has reached a deeply ingrained level.
It seems we need to take drastic measures.
Chen Dong glanced at the time: 16:11.
I don't know if it will be in time.
Actually, Chen Dong wasn't very confident either.
The bank closes at 5:30 pm.
In fact, most banks stop accepting business from 4:30 pm onwards.
He was about to withdraw a large sum of money.
The reason for the uncertainty is that large withdrawals require prior appointment.
Chen Dong would never have done this before immigrating to Hong Kong.
The domestic censorship mechanism is not just for show.
You said you made all that money from the stock market, but where was the initial capital?
Some things are better left unexamined; the more you delve into them, the less clear they become.
No amount of words or explanations can compare to the impact of presenting real money to parents.
This was Chen Dong's plan.
It can be said that this 5,000 yuan meal disrupted Chen Dong's plans ahead of schedule.
There are always exceptions.
Having made a mistake once, Chen Dong now always leaves himself a way out, no matter what he does.
The same applies to withdrawals.
Against this backdrop, China urgently needs foreign exchange.
It can be said that foreign exchange has become a source of pain for the Chinese people.
The government introduced technology and equipment, along with policy guidance, to attract foreign companies to invest and build factories in China, offering extremely attractive conditions.
These have only one purpose: to attract foreign exchange.
For this reason, foreign exchange became Chen Dong's secret weapon, and also a way for him to withdraw large sums of money.
My only worry is that the bank will be closing soon.
With that in mind, Chen Dong stopped hesitating.
He quickly approached Wolong, handed him a cash check for $1 million, and gave him instructions.
"Wolong, you, Fox, and Manager Ma go to the bank and withdraw this money."
"Tell the bank staff that you don't need to withdraw US dollars, just settle in RMB according to the exchange rate."
"One thing you need to make clear to them is that you have to be quick. You need to get the money back to your hotel room before 5:30."
"Okay, boss."
Wolong nodded, indicating that he had remembered.
"Manager Ma, if I remember correctly, HSBC has partnerships with ICBC, ABC, and CCB in China, right?"
"That's right!"
Ma Guoliang nodded, then asked somewhat curiously, "Mr. Chen, HSBC also has a branch in Shenzhen, why don't you withdraw the money from HSBC?"
"Just do as I just said."
Chen Dong smiled awkwardly upon hearing this.
He would never reveal the real reason.
A country is poor because it lacks opportunities for development.
As it turns out.
In just two or three decades, China has caught up with and surpassed other developed countries in multiple fields such as economy, science and technology, and aerospace, achieving in a century what other countries had taken a century to accomplish.
Who can guarantee that if China were given another twenty years, it wouldn't become number one in the world?
It is important to know that China is the only ancient civilization in the world that has been passed down from ancient times to the present.
Its historical depth is enough to surpass that of any other country in the world.
Thinking of this, Chen Dong added another sentence.
"Manager Ma, if you need to verify the funds, I'll have to trouble you."
"Mr. Chen, please rest assured, isn't my role precisely to help you solve your problems?"
"Um."
Chen Dong smiled, and the two were becoming more and more in sync.
Some things don't need to be said too explicitly; Ma Guoliang can understand his meaning.
This is also why Chen Dong was willing to bring him along.
"Hua Zi, you know this area well, you'll lead the way."
"Okay, Brother Dong."
That's all.
The group quickly left.
Just after the group left, Chen Dong led Chen Xuelin and the others into the hotel rooms.
Inside the room.
Annie made tea and poured water for everyone, and thoughtfully ordered two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice for the two little ones. She looked busy doing all sorts of things, but in reality, her ears had been perked up like antennas, eavesdropping on what was happening over there.
Uncle, keep it up! You must teach the boss a lesson. Even if the dumplings were made of gold, they wouldn't cost 500,000!
Seeing this, Xiao Xinyi was even more satisfied with Annie's performance.
If she knew that Annie was thinking these things, she probably wouldn't think that way.
The atmosphere in the room plummeted to freezing point.
Everyone's attention was focused on Chen Dong.
Everyone is waiting for his explanation.
But Chen Dong, as if nothing had happened, leisurely drank the tea Annie had brewed, looking extremely content.
"Cough cough..."
Chen Xuelin's gaze remained fixed on Chen Dong, especially after they entered the room.
Seeing that Chen Dong showed no intention of speaking, he finally couldn't sit still any longer and asked.
"Should I ask you, or will you tell me yourself?"
"Dad, we're all family. Ask me whatever you want. As your son, how could I not answer your questions?"
Chen Dong was waiting for Ma Guoliang and his group to return with cash, at which point he would unleash his trump card.
This is much simpler and more direct than him going on and on.
But what he didn't know was that his seemingly indifferent attitude was seen by Chen Xuelin as a sign of giving up entirely.
"Dongzi, how can you talk to your father like that?"
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