"We plan to withdraw all the money in the savings account."
The staff member didn't take it seriously. He took the passbook, opened it, glanced at it, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"I'm sorry, we don't have that much money here at the moment."
The surrounding crowd erupted in commotion, all eyes turning to the two of them. Wen Zhaoye, standing to the side, spoke up:
"We'll take as much as you have."
The staff member looked at the cash box and said:
"Twenty thousand."
Wen Zhaoye: "That's a bit too little. Please adjust it as soon as possible. We're getting married tomorrow, so we'll come and pick it up this afternoon."
The staff member asked timidly:
"It takes time to transfer funds, and I'm afraid it won't be in time."
Wen Zhaoye was determined to give Wen Jiaojiao a wedding that would be the talk of the town. He said unhappily:
"You grab all the money when it's depositing, but when it's time to withdraw it, you just make excuses, right?"
Staff member: "I'm really sorry, but I'm just following the rules."
Wen Jiaojiao pulled Wen Zhaoye back and said in a good-natured manner:
"Forget it, even 20,000 yuan is a legend in the village."
Wen Zhaoye had no choice but to say, "Alright, hurry up and take it out."
The staff stopped the withdrawal service the moment she handed over the money. Wen Jiaojiao left with a bag of money in her arms, amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.
As Wen Zhaoye passed by a photo studio, he said, "Let's take a picture together and use it as our wedding photo here."
The couple had already taken wedding photos in the port city, but it wasn't convenient to bring them along. Wedding photos aren't common in the village yet; usually, they just take a couple photo as a formality.
Therefore, Wen Zhaoye's treatment of Wen Jiaojiao in this manner was not considered unfair.
Wen Jiaojiao and he sat on a long bench. As the photography studio pressed the shutter, the corners of their lips turned up, and they leaned their heads together.
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