Chapter 22: If Interest Were Offered, I Wouldn't Save

"Mr. Zhang, I'm truly sorry. I had not anticipated that someone like this could exist in our bank. It's really embarrassing," Gu Anshan invited Zhang Menglong into his office and personally made him a pot of tea.

He had indeed been shocked by what had just occurred. Ten trucks loaded with coins were no joke; one slip and they could have topped the trending search lists. If this got back to the Huaxia Bank headquarters, he as the bank manager might have faced disciplinary action.

This young man was not playing by the typical rich second generation playbook at all. Such audacious moves were something he had never heard of in his life, making him treat Zhang Menglong with much more caution.

"Forget it, no harm to those who don't know. However, your bank really needs to tighten up its employment screening," Zhang Menglong said as he plopped down on the sofa, adopting the posture of a seasoned cadre.