C2 Trash Rules

Although his eyes were filled with anger, when he raised his head and looked at the Citibank in front of him, which seemed to subtly reveal the words the poor are not allowed to enter, Zhao Feng had no choice but to suppress his anger.

"Fourth, let's go!"

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

Ten years?

Shen Zhicheng's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Why don't you wait for me outside?"

Zhao Feng's eyes sparkled when he saw Shen Zhicheng's determination. Finally, he revealed a ruthless expression.

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" As a brother, you have no future life. Isn't it just a disgrace? I'll go with you! "

The straightforward Zhao Feng was famous for being righteous. Looking at the fearless Zhao Feng, Shen Zhicheng raised his hand and patted Zhao Feng's shoulder.

"Boss, if I have food to eat in the future, I won't let my brothers starve."

Zhao Feng, who didn't know what Shen Zhicheng's promise meant, just smiled at this moment.

Outside the door, there was a sense of poverty in the Citibank, and the lobby was even more imposing.

Although he looked like he was not afraid of death, when he entered the lobby, Zhao Feng still had a face of adhesion, as if he was a grandma who had entered the Grand Observatory.

Since it was known as a high-end private bank, the service was naturally watertight.

As soon as Shen Zhicheng and Shen Zhicheng entered the hall, a woman in professional attire welcomed them.

When she saw Shen Zhicheng and the woman, who were not more than 200 yuan on the street, the professional smile on the woman's face froze.

"Sir and Sir, may I know if there is anything you need help with?"

Due to her professional request, the woman still asked with a smile.

Facing the lady's inquiry, Zhao Feng's face became tense. If there was a crack in the ground right now, Zhao Feng would definitely be the first to crawl in.

"I'll withdraw the money!"

Shen Zhicheng seemed very calm. His calm tone revealed an indescribable confidence.

The woman was slightly stunned, and a trace of disdain flashed across her eyes.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to show me your bank card!"

Although she couldn't believe that Shen Zhicheng could take out the bank card from the Citibank, Zhao Feng looked at Shen Zhicheng with a trace of hope in his eyes.

"Sorry, I do not have a bank card."

This time, even with the lady's professionalism, her face couldn't help but turn slightly ugly.

"Haha, return a bank card. I'm afraid this poor bastard doesn't even know the rules."

Chen Qi, who had just withdrawn the money, held Wang Lu's arm and stopped in his tracks. He seemed to be interested at this moment and wanted to see Shen Zhicheng burn himself by playing with fire with his own eyes.

"Sir, we need to show our assets to register for the bank card here. We need to use 10 million as the base, and the first application requires a deposit of 1 million!"

The lady was trying hard to resist the urge to chase him away and patiently explained the rules to Shen Zhicheng, but she was interrupted by Shen Zhicheng's wave of a hand.

"I have saved something here. Come and get it now!"

The lady widened her eyes and looked at Shen Zhicheng in disbelief.

Citibank could also store other valuable things in the bank's insurance vault other than the daily savings and loan services.

However, the person who could store other items in the bank was not someone with a prominent status.

No matter how one looked at it, the words prominent status did not seem to have anything to do with Shen Zhicheng.

"Sir..."

"This is the deposit slip. Can you take me there now?"

Shen Zhicheng seemed to be too lazy to explain. He took out a deposit slip from his wallet.

The hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Chen Qi, who was not far away, stared at Shen Zhicheng in disbelief.

Wang Lu remembered that Shen Zhicheng had shown her the saving slip and even told her confidently that when the time was up, he would make sure that she would live like a princess.

It was a pity that Wang Lu had never believed him. But at this moment, for some reason, Wang Lu had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Ha, I don't know where you got a fake receipt, but you dare to come here and pretend to be thirteen!"

Chen Qi would rather believe the end of the world than believe that the storage list in Shen Zhicheng's hands was real.

"Sorry, sir, I need to check your storage list!"

Although she seriously suspected that Shen Zhicheng's storage slip was a fake, due to the rules, the woman could only force a professional smile.

"Please hurry up!"

Shen Zhicheng smiled faintly and handed the storage slip over.

When the lady rushed to the empty file in the manager's office with the storage slip, Chen Qi could not help but mock Shen Zhicheng.

"Poor guy, do you know what crime is the crime of forging a storage slip?"

Wang Lu gritted her teeth, as if to please Chen Qi, she also echoed.

Looking at the two of them who were singing the same tune, Shen Zhicheng was too lazy to explain so much.

At this moment, in the manager's office, the girl who just took away Shen Zhicheng's memory card ran out with sweat all over her face. At the front was a bald, middle-aged man, who was also walking quickly with a face full of uneasiness.

"Hello, Mr. Shen. I am the manager here. I didn't receive you well just now!"

"Mr. Shen, you better not see any monsters!"

The bald man who called himself the bank manager bowed and said to Shen Zhicheng while sweating profusely.

As for the lady who was in charge of receiving Shen Zhicheng earlier, her face had already turned completely pale. No matter how one looked at it, the expression on her face was as if she had just escaped death.

When she thought about how Shen Zhicheng had entered the storage system just now, the words' Black Diamond VIP 'immediately popped up. The lady could not help but feel a chill run down her spine.

Not far away, the smile on Chen Qi's face instantly froze. He did not believe that Shen Zhicheng's storage list was real. Similarly, Wang Lu was also dumbfounded.

"Now I can take my things?"

"Of course I can. Mister Shen, follow me!"

Looking at the bank manager in front of Shen Zhicheng, who looked like a third grandson, Chen Qi felt like his world was collapsing.

After all, the manager of the bank was not like the managers of other banks. Even Chen Qi did not have the courage to offend the manager of the bank.

"Let's go, boss. Don't just stand there!"

He patted Zhao Feng's shoulder and Shen Zhicheng smiled. Only then did Zhao Feng come back to his senses. He pinched his thigh hard until it hurt. He then laughed and followed Shen Zhicheng's footsteps.

When he passed by Chen Qi and Wang Lu, Shen Zhicheng stopped for a moment, but he didn't look at Wang Lu.

At that moment, Wang Lu looked at Shen Zhicheng's back and her eyes showed a trace of regret.

The feeling of betrayal was like a coin that fell into a manure pit. Although it was still money, no one would pick it up.

"Impossible!"

"How could that pauper be!?"

After a long time, Chen Qi seemed to be possessed, shouting the words' impossible '.

In the insurance vault of Citibank, the bank manager respectfully led Shen Zhicheng to the innermost safe.

"Mr. Shen, please enter the password first. After you enter your fingerprint and retina information, you can open the safe!"

Even at this moment, Zhao Feng still could not believe that everything in front of him was real, until Shen Zhicheng opened the safe.

After revealing the pile of gold bricks and dollars, as well as the various precious watches that were randomly piled up, Zhao Feng could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.

"Damn it, I finally made it!"

Shen Zhicheng had never thought that money was important, but he had been living on his own for the past year. Now that he saw the shocking wealth in the safe, he felt enlightened.

Just as Shen Zhicheng was about to take out some of the wealth, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Looking at the email that was sent over at a fixed time, Shen Zhicheng finally could not help but jump up and curse.

"Damn it, it's not over, right?"

The title of the email was the number one successor rule of Shen family. There were only a few simple terms listed.

As the first successor, after passing the one-year examination, he would obtain a batch of start-up funds.

The second successor must use the first batch of start-up funds to create ten times the profit within a year. Otherwise, he would lose the right to inherit.

The third heir could choose to give up on the examination, and the start-up funds would automatically change to severance fees.

"What's wrong with Fourth?"

Zhao Feng, who had finally calmed himself down, saw Shen Zhicheng's strange expression and could not help but ask kindly.