"Haha, I finally understand what 'a dog looking down on people' means."
Tang Feng sneered at the female bank teller's attitude and slapped his bank card on the counter, "I need to upgrade the limit of this bank card to the highest level possible, the kind that allows for transfers of several hundred million each time."
"Swoosh..."
As soon as he uttered those words, many of the people waiting in line nearby shot him astonished glances.
Transfers of several hundred million each time?
Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?
They looked at Tang Feng's age, only in his early twenties, and his casual dress. He didn't look like someone who had a net worth of several hundred million.
The female teller sized up Tang Feng for a while as if he were insane, "Sir, please do not disrupt our work, or I will have to call security."
She clearly thought Tang Feng was joking. After saying this with a cold face, she intended to serve the next customer.