Zhu Fanfan went to the bank where she deposited money, disguising herself as a very fierce-looking old man, a male dwarf who looked like someone not to be trifled with. This was her double protection; in case her mental power went out of control, no one would know her true appearance and would be unable to find her.
Zhu Fanfan also used her mental power to change her magnetic field, so that others would see her as a short man who was only 1.5 meters tall. The downside was that her mental power was consumed too quickly, so she needed to finish the battle quickly.
Fortunately, there weren't many people at the bank at this time. After all, even the most frugal people only deposit money once a month after receiving their salary, and many people don't even come once a year. Besides, it's not payday yet, so there aren't many people here, and the lobby is quite quiet.
Zhu Fanfan went to the counter and took out her passbook: "I'm withdrawing money."
The person at the counter, seeing the large amount in the passbook and noticing the short, ordinary-looking man in front of them—the kind you'd easily lose in a crowd—was surprisingly polite, saying, "This amount is quite large; it requires the manager's signature. Seeing that you're not very old, why would we let you come to withdraw the money yourself?"
Zhu Fanfan had limited time, so she used her mental power to transmit to the receptionist: "Find Sun Yu, hurry, it's urgent."
The receptionist felt a sudden pang of unease, realizing the matter was urgent and she needed to find Manager Sun immediately, as only he could handle it and there was no time to lose.
The receptionist hurried away with the passbook, and soon returned with a middle-aged man. The man wore gold-rimmed glasses and appeared quite refined; this must be Sun Yu, whom my grandfather had mentioned as someone who liked to pretend to be cultured.
The visitor introduced himself: "I am Manager Sun Yu. Because the amount is quite large, please move to the VIP room. Raising the cash will take time. Would you please have some tea and wait a moment?"
Zhu Fanfan nodded and followed Sun Yu to the VIP room. She felt that Sun Yu was a bit arrogant. After all, she had heard that banks always used honorifics when treating VIPs. She didn't know if she was wrong or if the other party was just looking down on her. But she didn't need to take these things to heart. If he was arrogant, she would be arrogant too. Who isn't a proud little brat?
Upon arriving at the VIP room, Sun Yu asked, "Since we need some time to inventory, may I see your seal now?"
Zhu Fanfan took out the seal and handed it to him. Since her grandfather said that Sun Yu could use it, he wouldn't make things difficult for her. She released her spiritual power around Sun Yu and said, "I'm in a hurry to get home. Can you hurry up? Also, please take out the money from these small savings accounts while you're at it."
Sun Yu naturally wanted to get things done quickly. After checking the seals and confirming they were in order, she asked, "These passbooks aren't from the same family. Where are your parents? Why didn't you let them come?"
Without hesitation, Zhu Fanfan replied, "When we divide the family property, besides my grandfather's assets, the savings accounts of several uncles are also there. We'll divide them together. We're in a hurry to divide the family property, can we hurry up?"
Sun Yu understood and immediately said, "I'll go and urge them, please wait a moment."
Without waiting for Zhu Fanfan's reply, she hurried away, as if she were in a great hurry.
Zhu Fanfan: ...Isn't everything going a little too smoothly?
A moment later, Sun Yu returned: "We're speeding up the counting. I'll ask you one more time: your family thinks you can handle the cash, so they're letting you take it out. Your family is a joint public-private enterprise with a relatively high income. Are you taking out the money this time to split the family property?"
He's too short; I wonder how strong he is. Does he even know how heavy a hundred thousand is? Wouldn't he be crushed if he lifted him? It's no wonder he's suspicious. The short man is so frail; even his name is fake. He calls himself Xiao Yi, but he doesn't believe that's his real name.
Zhu Fanfan: ...Where did this guy get this idea from?
Sun Yu asked with concern, "Mr. Xiao, your family owns a factory and it's doing quite well, but it's not safe to withdraw so much cash. Would you like us to help you take it home?"
Zhu Fanfan: ...She just tried to get him to hurry up, but didn't let him finish making up the whole story, and even gave her a surname.
Soon someone brought over a large sack containing all the money withdrawn from several bankbooks. Zhu Fanfan weighed it in his hand, felt it was the right amount, and confirmed the amount with his mental power. He then picked it up and left, with Sun Yu smiling and seeing him off.
The large sum of money must have come from a savings account given to the Fu family when they divided their assets. I don't know which unlucky person lost it and someone else picked it up, but Xiao Yi was the one who was unlucky enough to run into it. Anyway, he was just following the rules and regulations.
As soon as Zhu Fanfan left the bank, she felt she was being followed. Her grandfather had taught her reconnaissance, and she knew that those who followed her had almost no cover-up skills. She also wanted to know what level of people were sent, so she deliberately looked for secluded places and led them away quickly.
She has a spatial dimension, so she's not afraid of anything. If she can't win a fight, she can just hide in her spatial dimension. She can disguise herself, and no one will recognize her.
When they reached a dead end, Zhu Fanfan threw the money from the sack into her spatial dimension, and also folded old newspapers into stacks, leaving them in the sack.
Four burly men appeared outside and surrounded Zhu Fanfan. The leader pulled out a dagger and said, "Kid, if you know what's good for you, hand over the sack right now, or we'll have you stabbed."
His words were harsh enough, and his expression was spot-on. If he hadn't been talking to the air above Zhu Fanfan's head, Zhu Fanfan would have given him a Best Robber Award.
Zhu Fanfan threw the sack on the ground, looking terrified, and took a few steps back. The four men were quite satisfied and walked towards him, saying, "Kid, you did a good job. I'm in a good mood, so I won't beat you up today."
The four of them reached the bag, and as soon as they touched it, they all fainted. If Zhu Fanfan were unharmed, she would come over. She had never failed to use poison before. The reason she changed the newspaper was to prevent any accidents. What if they could withstand the sleeping potion and ran away with the bag? Who would she complain to?
It was an attempted robbery, and if she reported it to the police, she wouldn't get a long sentence. It wasn't appropriate for her to report it to the police, but she wasn't satisfied with just beating them up and letting them go. She took out a rope from her space and tied the four of them up. Too lazy to use the antidote, she slapped them one by one. The faces of the four were swollen like pigs and they still hadn't woken up. Zhu Fanfan couldn't help but sigh that having too good a medicine wasn't necessarily a good thing, so she took out the antidote after all.
He held the object under their noses and they slowly woke up. When they saw Zhu Fanfan, they wanted to say something harsh, but when they realized they couldn't move, they found themselves tied up. A big man shouted, "Little brat, who do you think you are? Do you know who I am? Hurry up and let me go, or you won't be able to make a living in Shanghai."
Zhu Fanfan also became interested: "What business is it of yours who I am? What are you four doing?"
The burly man who had spoken felt insulted; how dare a stutterer provoke him? But the pain on his face made him realize something was wrong. The four of them were tied back to back, and if he turned around, he would see his pig-headed companion.
Those with quick minds already realized they were being dealt with: "What do you want?"
Zhu Fanfan asked, "Tell me first why you're following me?"
Although I already had the answer in my heart, I still wanted to find the definite answer from them and give them a suitable ending.
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