This teller has been working at the bank for several years. Although she occasionally encounters some strange customers, she has never seen anyone so arrogant, domineering, and unreasonable.
She started spewing insults right from the start; anyone who didn't know better would think she'd swallowed gunpowder and was about to explode!
"Please be patient, ma'am, I'll check for you right away." She suppressed her displeasure, put on a professional smile, and quickly checked the bill for her.
A moment later, his expression became quite subtle.
"What's with that expression? Where did my money go?" Yi Lianxue snapped unhappily.
"Madam, wasn't the more than five million in your account distributed to various accounts by you personally?" Fearing that she would continue to pester him, the staff quickly printed out the form and handed it to Yi Lianxue for her to check.
Yi Lianxue looked down in disbelief and saw that at three o'clock yesterday afternoon, the money in her card was transferred one after another to hundreds of bank cards.
"How could this happen? Who the hell did this?!" Yi Lianxue trembled with anger. "I've never transferred money to anyone. Someone must have used my card to do something underhanded."
The staff member politely asked, "But the card is in your possession. Does anyone else know the password?"
Yi Lianxue replied matter-of-factly, "Of course not, how could I tell anyone that this is my money all by myself!"
Staff member: "..." Smiling on the surface, but cursing inwardly.
"Then it's impossible for it to have been transferred out, unless you've been scammed by a fraud gang. Do you want us to help you report it to the police?"
Upon hearing that the police were to be called, Yi Lianxue's face turned pale at a visible speed, her eyes filled with panic and guilt.
She got this money from her fans; if the police found out, she'd probably be arrested as a fraudster!
Yi Lianxue gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, and quickly said, "No, no need. I suddenly remembered that I was the one who made this payment, but I forgot about it after taking a nap. I'll be going now."
After saying that, she turned and fled in panic.
One of the staff members couldn't help but complain, "So young, yet he's like someone with Alzheimer's. He's hopeless."
...
All the money in her card was gone; she couldn't buy any of her designer bags, jewelry, or the new clothes she had her eye on recently.
Moreover, this time, not a single member of the Yi family stood by her side. Even Yi Qilin had expressed his disappointment in her, saying, "Cousin, do you know how much trouble you've caused and how much Xingyu has lost? I've already been more than generous by only asking you to compensate half. Please don't come begging to me again."
Yi Lianxue was so angry that she vomited blood. After thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered Fang Dashan, whom she had met in the fan group some time ago.
She quickly opened Weibo and sent a message to the other party's account, "Mr. Fang, how have you been these past few days? I miss you so much..." Money!
Fang Yunfeng has really not been doing well these past few days.
He was initially excited about running away from home, and when he ran out with his phone, he thought his parents couldn't possibly abandon him.
So he remained carefree. A few days ago, he booked a private room at an internet cafe, played games, showed off, and bragged to others that no one bothered him. He was incredibly free.
I drank all night, then slept when I was tired.
In less than two days, they ran out of money and were immediately kicked out.
He walked down the street with a scruffy beard and a dejected expression, spitting out a curse.
"It's just money, right? Anyone can earn that."
He felt that a man should have backbone. Since he had been kicked out of his home, he was determined to make a fortune through his own abilities, become a winner in life, and slap them in the face, making them look at him with new eyes.
As a result, he went to various job interviews, and every time he was asked, "Are you 20 years old? Haven't you graduated from university?"
"What type of work are you good at? You can't even say?"
"What kind of research do you want to do at our company? What? You think you can get a lowly internship with a monthly salary of over 10,000? Keep dreaming!"
"You don't understand anything. I think you're just here to get yelled at. Get lost!"
Fang Yunfeng was driven out, and at first he could pretend not to care, but as he was turned away time and time again, his self-esteem was severely damaged.
Having lived in a sheltered environment for twenty years, he had long been accustomed to a life where everything was done for him. He was also a poor student, failing to get into a decent university and lacking any marketable skills. That's why his parents had initially suggested sending him abroad to study and obtain an overseas degree, which would sound better.
Now, he's a complete novice who knows nothing, so of course he's going to fail when he tries to find a job.
By the end of the day, he was so hungry his stomach was flat, but there was nothing to eat and nowhere to sleep.
He was left alone on the street, completely dumbfounded.
Later, the owner of a small restaurant saw that he was young but was shivering in the cold wind with his arms crossed, so he gave him a bowl of noodles.
Fang Yunfeng wolfed down his food, but his stomach was still not full, so he pressed his advantage and asked, "Is there any more?"
The shop owner paused for a moment, his expression changing slightly. "That bowl was a free gift for you. If you want more, do you have the money?"
"No," Fang Yunfeng said matter-of-factly. "It's just a bowl of noodles, it doesn't cost much! What's wrong with giving me another bowl?"
boss:"……"
He seemed to suddenly understand why a young man would be pitifully homeless.
According to his robber logic, he's simply an ingrate!
Thinking of this, he said without any hesitation, "You can't even afford a few coins, yet you want a bowl? How can you be so shameless? Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself?"
Fang Yunfeng slammed his hand on the table, angrily saying, "It's not like I'm not going to pay you back."
The boss said expressionlessly, "Then go to the kitchen and wash the dishes, and I'll give you another bowl of noodles as a fair trade."
"Make me wash the dishes? Are you kidding me! They're so dirty, who would want to wash them!" With that, Fang Yunfeng ran off.
His selfish and self-serving personality naturally makes him unpopular.
No matter where he went after that, he couldn't find a suitable job and eventually ended up working on construction sites as a laborer to make a living.
Fang Yunfeng was furious, but he hesitated because he was hungry, so he could only start eating.
"Don't all successful people start from the bottom?"
He convinced himself and started moving bricks. In just half an hour, he was sweating profusely, panting heavily, and almost fainted. In the end, he was only paid ten yuan!
He stared intently at the money in his hand, his face contorted in pain.
Just then, he received a private message from Yi Lianxue.
When the goddess told him she missed him, Fang Yunfeng's heart pounded with excitement. He knew that the goddess cared about him.
However, he couldn't reveal his recent miserable situation, so he deliberately acted arrogantly and said, "I'm doing fine lately. I'm still negotiating a few big deals. I'm just a bit busy, so I'm replying late. I hope my goddess will understand."
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