[513] I also want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it_1

Lu Qiyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He had never expected that the unkempt young man before him was actually a super VIP client.

Over 800 million in funds, it was simply terrifying.

If he angered the other party and they decided to withdraw all their funds at once, his position as bank president would likely come to an end.

The thought alone made him want to kneel right there on the ground.

"Sir, I am... truly sorry, this matter is entirely... our bank's responsibility, I am... so sorry, please forgive us..."

His head was nearly bowed to the ground, but upon glancing at Tang Feng's face, there was still no sign of any improvement.

In a panic, he turned and furiously pointed at Jiao Yumei, "Look at the mess you've made, haven't you apologized to this gentleman yet?"

Only then did Jiao Yumei come to her senses, standing up in fear and bowing deeply to Tang Feng, "Sir, I am truly sorry, it was my fault before, please forgive me."