Exchanging millions of Euros to RMB

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Of course, first and foremost, Louis had to go to the bank to exchange his currency. Not without reason, as he couldn't withdraw it online due to not having a debit card from a Chinese bank. Therefore, he had to acquire one first and simultaneously exchange his euros.

While strolling casually, Louis looked around, enjoying the orderly and beautiful urban atmosphere.

"So comfortable... In my previous life, I could never enjoy life like this." He mumbled, smiling lightly.

"With the refreshing breeze... Birds flying around... Streets bustling with activity... It's the first time I've experienced this."

[Tch... Disgusting.]

'Shut up, you bastard! Are you an Assistant Host or a Host critic?!'

[I play both roles.]

After a quite long journey, Louis finally arrived at the bank he was heading to.

As Louis entered the bank, he went straight to the service desk.

"Can I help you, sir?" asked a female employee in English.

'Hahh...?'

Louis was a bit confused as to why the woman spoke in English. However, he then realized that he was of European descent.

"Miss, no need to use English, just use Chinese," Louis spoke in Chinese very appropriately and fluently.

The employee was momentarily puzzled by her client's response, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Alright, sir, I will use Chinese. How may I assist you, sir?" she said while smiling.

"I want to create a debit card here and exchange euros for yuan," Louis replied.

"Hmm...? Okay, no problem. How much do you want to exchange, sir?" the female employee asked again.

"Wait a moment."

Louis then took out his wallet, retrieved his passport and debit card, and handed them to the woman.

"Black Card?!" The woman was very surprised when she saw the card Louis gave her.

"Hmm...? Is something wrong, Miss?" Louis asked, looking confused.

"O-ohh...! Nothing is wrong, sir!"

Then the woman quickly walked away from her desk and soon returned with a middle-aged man who looked polite and dignified.

"Please forgive the rudeness of this little girl, Young Master. She is a new employee at this bank," he apologized with a slight bow as a sign of apology.

"No problem, just create a new debit card for me and help me exchange my money..."

"Alright, Young Master."

Then, Louis was provided with a new debit card, and his money was exchanged into Chinese currency.

Initially, the middle-aged man was a bit surprised by the amount Louis wanted to exchange, but he quickly covered up his surprise. He had suspected that this young customer was the child of a conglomerate visiting the country.

"Thank you for transacting with our bank, Young Master. Please come here again, and goodbye," he said amiably.

"Yes, goodbye."

After uttering the last sentence, Louis left the bank.

"Now that I have the money, where should I go?"

I truly forgot about that.

[Earlier, you were thinking of buying a car.]

"Oh, right... Hey, why do I always easily forget something?"

[It happens because of the side effects of merging those two memories.]

[So, the Host easily forgets something.]

"Does it have side effects?"

[Yes.]

"Until when will these side effects last?"

[I don't know, don't ask me.]

"Tch! Useless." He grumbled while walking towards a restaurant not far from the bank.

"I am a bit hungry after the very long journey... Better eat first?"

"A restaurant... Traditional Chinese? I can't wait; maybe this is the first time I'm going to a Chinese restaurant in this world?"

Then I entered the restaurant.

Where...

I scanned all the tables in the restaurant to find a suitable place.

But... There!

After I sat down, a young girl approached me.

"U-um, sir, what would you like to order?"

The girl tried to ask me about the menu in English with a very awkward pronunciation.

"No need to use English; just use proper Chinese," Louis said.

"Huh?!" The girl was slightly surprised by Louis's language.

"A-alright, sir. What would you like to order?" the girl asked again.

"Give me the menu book," he replied.

"Here you go, sir."

Louis then read the menu book provided by the girl.

"I want to order a whole Peking duck, a serving of dim sum, and a plate of baozi... Oh, and also a glass of chrysanthemum iced tea," he explained while handing the menu book back to the girl.

"Alright, sir. Your order will be delivered shortly,"

"Yes, I will wait."

While waiting for the food... What should I do?

Really... I don't like boring things...

'Read news on a website, maybe?'

Then I took out my smartphone and turned it on.

Oh right, the university I'm going to has a social media forum for students to discuss and talk about student and campus-related matters, right?

Okay, let's open the campus forum.

After opening it, many pieces of information were immediately displayed on my smartphone screen.

'Woahhh!! A very beautiful girl!!'

A photo of a beautiful girl was the first thing I found on the forum.

A girl so beautiful... Like an angel... I like her!!

[The Host is really lecherous!]

'Don't disturb my enjoyment!'

I read the profile about the girl below the photo.

'A supermodel from the same university as me? And she is a new student like me?!'

When I read the profile about the girl, I was a bit surprised; a supermodel at the same age as me? An achievement that might be very difficult to attain.

She has already achieved such high accomplishments at such a young age... While in my previous life before getting memories from the past, I could only spend my parents' wealth and play around like trash.

[Yes, finally, you realize it. Actually, the Host is useless trash and disgusting.]

[Even now, you still remain disgusting trash.]

[However, thanks to this great System, you will be recycled into slightly more acceptable trash in this world.]

'Where did you learn those words?'

[I don't know; don't ask me.]

'Bastard.'

Hahh...

Now... Would it be better to open a website about business companies? Maybe I can monitor the economic developments in this country and get inspiration?

Or maybe... It's better to open a game streaming?

Hahh... Both are boring...

While I was contemplating these two things, the waitress came again, bringing all of his orders.

Put!

Put!

Put!

"Your dishes are ready; please enjoy, sir," the girl explained, smiling lightly.

"Okay."

And Louis enjoyed the meal eagerly; it had been a long time since he had tasted Chinese cuisine.