When the group returned to the branch of Tongbao Bank, they saw a crowd of people at the door and a lot of chatter.
The deputy shopkeeper stopped, turned to Zhao Rang and asked:
"Mr. Zhao, look at this..."
Zhao Rang frowned and looked at the crowd gathering at the door and said:
"Go and see what they are going to do first."
In fact, you don’t need to ask.
What else can people do who are gathered at the bank’s door? It’s nothing more than saving and withdrawing money, or even borrowing money.
The deputy shopkeeper nodded in agreement and left lunch first. He was still wearing the uniform uniform of a Tongbao Bank clerk. When everyone saw him walking this way, they gathered around him and started talking in all directions.
After communicating for a while, the noise gradually stopped. The deputy shopkeeper came back and said to Zhao Rang:
"Mr. Zhao, they are all here to withdraw money."
Zhao Rang asked:
"Is there any special day? Why do we have to gather together to withdraw money?"
The deputy shopkeeper replied:
"Yes, there is a big festival for them in three days, so we all come to get money to prepare."
As for what this festival is, the deputy shopkeeper can't tell clearly. Anyway, chickens and sheep are slaughtered, which is extremely lively, almost equivalent to the New Year of Dawei people.
The clerks in Tongbao Bank basically stay inside the bank on weekdays and rarely come out. Even on rest days, I bought food and wine from outside restaurants and restaurants and ate and drank in the bank. Therefore, I had almost no understanding of some traditions of the people in the Western Regions, and I was limited to business dealings with the bank.
Zhao Rang sighed and felt a little headache. Now the bank is in a state of chaos, and it is absolutely not allowed to open for business rashly until it is properly dealt with. But if something like this happens, if we can't come up with a way to get the best of both worlds and handle it properly, the subsequent impact on this semicolon will be huge, and it can even overturn overnight the reputation that was built with great effort over the past few years.
As a last resort, Zhao Rang looked at Ximen Dazhuang. Although his brain is slow, his surname is Ximen, and he has been influenced by it since childhood, so he might be able to come up with a good idea.
Seeing Zhao Rang's questioning look, Ximen Dazhuang said very casually:
"If you want to withdraw money, why not just pay it to them!"
Zhao Rang asked:
"Isn't it impossible to open the door? I don't know how to pay them yet..."
Ximen Dazhuang frowned in an extremely rare way and said:
"Brother Rang, why do you have to open the door to pay me money?"
This time, Zhao was given to Wenmeng.
When people come to withdraw money, they don't go to the counter, take out the letter, sign and pledge it, so how should they withdraw it?
Just listen to Ximen Dazhuang continue to say:
"People can't go in, but the money can come out! It's not like the money is rooted in the warehouse and can't be moved. If it can't be moved, don't come and get it. You can't take it away anyway."
These words suddenly opened a gap in Zhao Rang's mind. It seemed vaguely that something was about to burst out, but it was just a little bit off and difficult to understand. He quickly urged:
"Go on!"
Ximen Dazhuang opened his eyes wide and said:
"I'm done, brother Rang, what else do you want me to say!"
Zhao Rang urged anxiously:
"How do you get the money out?"
Ximen Dazhuang suddenly laughed.
This was the first time that he felt that he was smarter than Zhao Rang.
After laughing for a while, he even shook the hunchback he was holding awake, and then continued:
"Set a table at the door, ask more guards to come out and watch, and then ask the clerks to take out the account books and money. Isn't this all paid for?"
"When Tongbao Bank was first established, we used this method to attract people to save money. For some remote places, we simply had guys and guards provide door-to-door services. And they are just ordinary civilians, not high-rollers at all!"
Zhao Rang also laughed after hearing this.
He felt that being laughed at by Ximen Dazhuang this time was not a loss at all.
Such a simple truth, he had never thought of it just now!
Sometimes once people fall into a certain misunderstanding, they often go all the way to the dark side without any flexibility.
"This time you picked your last name quite right!"
After Zhao Rang finished speaking, he asked the deputy shopkeeper to handle it according to Ximen Dazhuang's method. The two of them walked around to the side of the bank and entered through the corner door in the courtyard.
The deputy shopkeeper arranged for two clever men to come and serve.
"Go, bring a table! A long table!"
Ximen Dazhuang ordered.
The two guys had seen him and Zhao Rang's thunderous methods in the past few days, and both of them were so submissive that they wanted to shrink their heads into their stomachs.
At this moment, after hearing Ximen Dazhuang's order, he immediately rushed into the house and started moving the table with a bang.
As a result, halfway through the lift, the table legs were blocked by the threshold, making it impossible to get out. In addition, the two men were thin and weak, so they quickly ran out of strength. They were panting heavily, but they didn't dare to let go, and they continued to struggle as hard as they could.
"Do you know why you can't make a fortune and can only be a buddy?"
Ximen Dazhuang's abrupt words made the two waiters unable to react.
One of them asked stupidly:
"Why?"
Ximen Dazhuang pointed to the table and said:
"If this were a basket of silver, you wouldn't be able to move it, so you deserve not to make a fortune!"
After saying that, he tucked the hunchback under his arm, put his other hand under the table, lifted it flat, and then lifted it over the threshold and placed it firmly in the center of the yard.
"Go and find a rope. You won't be able to lift it this time, right?"
The two guys said in succession:
"You can carry it! You can carry it! Go get the rope now, the thickest and strongest one!"
Ximen Dazhuang snorted, raised his arm, and the hunchback he held under his arm fell to the table with a "plop".
The hunchback grunted as he was thrown. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Ximen Dazhuang's palm-sized slap coming towards him again. He immediately raised his voice and wailed:
"Stop hitting me on the head! Stop hitting me on the head!"
Ximen Dazhuang replied in surprise:
"Who is going to hit you on the head and knock you unconscious again? How can I ask you questions?"
He originally wanted to hold down the hunchback's chest to prevent him from running away before the rope came. But now it seems that it is probably not necessary. The two slaps before had frightened him to death, and now he was lying on the table without daring to move.
"Brother Rang, this old bastard is an honest man. Just ask if you have anything."
After Ximen Dazhuang finished speaking, he found that Zhao Rang was not next to him. He turned around to look, but saw Yuan Kexin and Ye Sanniang walking out of the house.
"Have you seen Brother Rang?"
Both girls were sleepy-eyed. After stretching, they pointed behind Ximen Da Zhuang.
Only then did Ximen Dazhuang see that Zhao Rang had found a shovel from somewhere and was digging hard in the open space in the corner of the yard.
Before he could ask clearly, the two guys came back with the body.
The rope is really thick.
It's as thick as a baby's arm!
Of course, such a thick rope is also very strong, so Ximen Dazhuang praised the two guys and thought they did a good job.
The hunchback on the desk was so disheartened that he would not run away regardless of whether there was a rope or not.
The most terrifying thing for a person is to die.
At this moment, the hunchback has accepted his fate and sees the end in sight. He was just regretting why he had to...
Before he could finish recalling, Zhao Rang stopped.
He used a shovel to dig out a body from the pit, which was Xiaolan's.
At that time, Zhao Rangming, the deputy shopkeeper, sold it on the spot, leaving only the two swords outside. Now I dug it out again, I don’t know why.
When Ximen Dazhuang saw Zhao Rang digging out the dead man again, he felt a little cramped in his calf.
In order to be brave, he deliberately raised his voice and said to the two waiters:
"Quick! Tie up this old bastard with a rope, and tie it up firmly!"
Before he finished speaking, he walked quickly towards Ye Sanniang and Yuan Kexin, hiding behind the two girls.
Looking at Zhao Rang, he not only pulled out the body, but also carefully examined it, which took as long as a stick of incense.
Then he clapped his hands, dropped the shovel, walked to the table where the hunchback was tied, pointed at the corpse not far away, and asked:
"Is that your sister?"
The hunchback rolled his eyes slightly, then rubbed his neck and said:
"That's right! That's my sister! You killed my sister, and I'm here to avenge her, but I don't have the ability. If you want to kill me, I'll cut you into pieces quickly. Don't..."
He wanted to stop letting Ximen Dazhuang slap him on the back of the head with his big hand, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips. He was afraid that these words would arouse Ximen Dazhuang's dissatisfaction and slap him again.
Now he felt that his brain was about to turn into a bowl of shredded tofu brains. If he was hit again, the brains would have to pop out from his nostrils, ears and eyes...
"Your sister's knife is very fast."
Zhao Rang said calmly.
The hunchback blinked, not knowing what Zhao Rang meant, but he kept shouting, asking Zhao Rang to finish him off quickly.
"Her knife is so fast, why are you such a waste?"
The hunchback took a deep breath and retorted:
"Even if they are born from the same mother, they are still tall, short, fat and thin. I am not as capable as she is, so it is normal!"
Zhao Rang nodded.
The truth is good, but the correct truth cannot be held by anyone who speaks it out.
"Since you will avenge your sister, it means that you two have a good relationship. Does that mean you understand each other very well?"
The hunchback still said stiffly:
"Of course!"
Zhao Rang continued to nod and said:
"Okay, then tell me which arm your sister has a birthmark on!"
The arm is not an overly private part. If the relationship between brother and sister is good and the relationship is deep, they will definitely know about it.
But it took a long time after Zhao Rang finished asking, but the hunchback didn't answer.
"If you don't tell me, I'll ask him to slap you again!"
Zhao Rang threatened Ximen Dazhuang.
He knew that what Hunchback feared most at this time was not death or other torture, but Ximen Dazhuang's slap!
His two slaps seemed to be filled with magic power. The two slaps left a mark on the hunchback's body and mind, making him unable to even think about it.
But even so, the hunchback still trembled his lips and refused to say anything.
Zhao Rang didn't waste any time and immediately waved to Ximen Dazhuang.
Although Ximen Dazhuang was afraid of the dead man dug up by Zhao Rang in the corner of the yard, he also knew the priorities, so he gritted his teeth and walked out from behind Ye Sanniang, deliberately making a tigerish face and raising his right arm high, as if he was separated from others. You can slap the hunchback on the back of the head from just one foot away!
