Snapped!
As soon as the fat security guard finished speaking, he received a slap on the face, leaving five bright red finger prints.
"Is he your father or your grandfather? You defend him so much!"
Wang Dachunzao was very dissatisfied with this fat security guard who looked down on others. No matter how rich he was, he wouldn't give you a cent. What's the use of kneeling down and licking him? Isn't that just cheap?
"Male Gobi, you stinky rag-tag man dares to hit me, you're tired of living!" The fat security guard reacted and immediately became furious, swinging his arms and rushed towards Wang Dachun.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
What greeted him was an even more violent attack. Wang Dachun slapped his ears several times, and the fat security guard's face was swollen into a pig's head.
"What's going on? What's going on!" Han Wenyuan, the hall manager, saw the fight starting here and ran over immediately.
The fat bald man pointed at Wang Dachun, "It was this poor scrap collector who beat him first. We must call the police and arrest him!"
Snapped!
After the fat bald man said this, he was slapped on the face by Wang Dachun, "If you keep such a dirty mouth, this security guard will be your fate!"
"Cao Nima! You dare to hit me, you, you, you... believe it or not, I will kill you!" The fat bald man did not expect that Wang Dachun, a rag picker, would dare to hit himself. Could it be that Liang Jingru gave him the courage?
Bang bang bang bang bang!
What responded to him was a loud mouth like a storm. The fat bald man's face suddenly swelled into a pig's head. Standing next to the fat security guard, they looked like twins!
Wang Dachun was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
"Stop it! Isn't it wrong to hit someone so unreasonably?" Han Wenyuan always felt that Wang Dachun was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Wang Dachun snorted, "I'm rude to hit people? Today I will judge with you. I went to your place to save money, but the guard dog said that I was collecting rags and refused to let in."
"Later, this bitch nouveau riche also said that I was a rag collector and insulted me. You can judge, am I sleeping with their wives or digging up their ancestral graves?"
"As far as your bank's services are concerned, I don't plan to deposit money with you anymore."
The fat bald man looked at Wang Dachun bitterly, "If you, a poor collector like you, can save a lot of money, you can just go to an ATM and deposit it. Whoever lets you run away will humiliate yourself and occupy public resources."
Wang Dachun sneered, "Damn fat man, you said I can't save much money, how much money can you save!"
The fat bald man patted his briefcase and said, "Not much, three hundred thousand, how about it? I'm afraid you, a poor fellow, will never be able to save so much money in your lifetime!"
Having said this, the fat bald man became proud again and seemed to have forgotten that his face was still burning and painful.
"Three hundred thousand has dragged you like this. If you had saved one million, wouldn't you even know your parents?"
As Wang Dachun spoke, he poured out one million from the snakeskin bag with a splash.
hiss!
The crowd onlookers couldn't help but gasp. One million piled on the ground was still very eye-catching.
Especially the fat security guard and the fat bald man, their expressions are very wonderful, their mouths can be opened so much that they can fit an egg.
When you laugh at others, it turns out that you are the most ridiculous person!
Han Wenyuan suddenly slapped his forehead and pointed at Wang Dachun, "I remember who you are. You are the one who took 30 million to deposit last time!"
Last time Wang Dachun carried two sacks of money totaling 30 million to make a deposit, but something unpleasant happened.
In the end, Wang Dachun angrily took the money away, but Han Wenyuan turned from deputy to deputy to become bank manager because he reported on bank manager Sun Shangshu.
Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Wang Dachun!
"thirty million?"
When the two fat men heard this, they both fell down. Girl, you are so rich, why do you have to dress up like a scrap collector? Isn't this a lie?
Wang Dachun nodded and said while picking up the money: "Yes, I originally thought that the management of your bank must have improved, but I didn't expect that you are still a bunch of dogs looking down on others!"
Han Wenyuan immediately smiled and said, "Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! This security guard is new. We will definitely provide more training and education in the future."
Then he yelled angrily at the fat security guard, "You're such a slut who looks down on others and won't even apologize to this gentleman! If your apology is not sincere, get out of here immediately!"
Banking business is not easy to do now, especially in the area of savings, because today’s young people are not only living on their own, but they also spend money in advance, and few of them have deposits at all.
You won’t meet many people like Wang Dachun who can save millions at once in a year, so be sure to catch them!
Plop!
The fat security guard suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Dachun and said with a sad face: "Sir, I was wrong. It was me who looked down on others. I looked at them through the crack in the door. Please forgive me!"
Wang Dachun sneered, "It's not impossible for me to forgive you, just throw this fat bald man out of here!"
"This..." The fat security guard immediately turned his questioning eyes to Han Wenyuan.
Han Wenyuan nodded insignificantly. In order to win over top VIP customers like Wang Dachun, he could only sacrifice ordinary VIP customers like the bald fat man.
The fat security guard received Han Wenyuan's authorization and immediately stood up and glared at the fat bald man, "Mr. Hu, please come, we don't welcome you here!"
The fat bald man couldn't believe it, "Fuck! You actually want to drive me away?"
Han Wenyuan looked at the ceiling, and at this time several security guards came over aggressively.
"What the hell are you talking about! Get out of here!" The fat security guard was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He urgently needed to find an outlet.
"You guys...okay! I will never come to your shabby bank again, you idiot!"
After speaking, the fat bald man looked at several people with resentment and left angrily.
The fat security guard turned his eyes to Wang Dachun and smiled flatteringly, "Sir, you should forgive me now!"
Wang Dachun nodded, picked up the snakeskin bag and left.
"Sir, haven't you already forgiven me? Why are you still leaving!" The fat security guard was anxious. If Wang Dachun left, his job would definitely be lost.
Wang Dachun smiled lightly, "I forgive you, but I don't want to save money here, okay?"
He has no sympathy for the fat security guard at all. The poor man must be hateful. If he does something wrong, he must pay the price, otherwise he will definitely not have a long memory.
Han Wenyuan's expression changed and he quickly tried to persuade him to stay, "Sir! Sir!"
Wang Dachun left without looking back. He would never come to this bank again in his life.
The fat security guard looked at Han Wenyuan with a smile that was uglier than crying, "I..."
Snapped!
Han Wenyuan raised his hand and slapped him, "You are a piece of trash, get out of here, now! Now! I don't want to see you again for a minute!"
He was so angry. If it hadn't been for this idiot, Wang Dachun wouldn't have left, and neither would Fatty Hu. The loss would have been too great.
He has the desire to kill.
