I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2157 - 1382: Heaven and Earth Bank (2)

"Didn't you get insurance?"

Cao Jinse cut right to the chase.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but burst into laughter for a second, then quickly said sorry, "Apologies."

"You find this amusing?"

Not every sorry fixes things. Jiang Chen's harmless grin just made the anger worse. The bald man's gaze turned sharp, and he balled up his hands, producing a series of pops.

"It all started because you parked in the way without thinking. If not for that, the crash never would've occurred. You two fled the scene afterward, and now I've tracked you down. Both of you owe an explanation."

"Man..."

"Who's your man?"

The bald man's stare carried a clear threat.

Jiang Chen lifted a hand to show regret, "Brother, let me point out one mistake. We weren't in the lane. Traffic rules don't ban straight-through cars from pausing on those flexible lanes. The collision came from your rush. If you'd just held back a bit, it wouldn't have gone down. Good thing it was minor, so we can call it a wake-up call."

Bold move.

He didn't soothe the tension at all; instead, he wound up schooling the fellow.

This dude wasn't one for patience. Anywhere else, he'd unleash society's tough lessons, but this spot was a bank, complete with guards on duty.

"So you're dead set against settling this?"

"Settle what?"

Jiang Chen appeared confused, "You're the one who rear-ended us."

The bald man's eyes burned with fury, and he gave a nod, "Okay then, kid, you've got some nerve."

Rather than walking away, he plopped down close by.

"Brother, aren't you here for some banking?"

Jiang Chen inquired in a friendly tone.

With his foul temper, how could he focus on transactions?

"I'll watch how you slip away now."

The bald man's intent was clear: no trouble inside Heaven and Earth Bank, but outside, it's fair game.

"Customer 036, proceed to window 5."

Jiang Chen's turn arrived.

He checked the ticket in his grip, stood up, and courteously told the nearby man, "We'll take care of our matters first."

The bald man stayed silent but trailed after them, refusing to let them slip off.

Jiang Chen paid it no heed, heading to window 5 alongside Cao Jinse.

"Hello, what service do you need today?"

"A transfer."

Jiang Chen drew his wallet, extracted a bank card, and offered it up.

Similar to other banks, Heaven and Earth Bank issues cards in various tiers by client wealth, marked by colors. The overweight observer had a Gold Card, signaling over a million in savings. Higher came the Black Card for tens of millions. Topping it was the Red Card, reserved for those with billions.

Such high-rollers frequent Heaven and Earth Bank.

Though newly founded, the bank's accounts recently topped one million. Yet, unlike typical institutions, a large share of its clients are elite, including many billionaires, some from abroad.

The card from Jiang Chen wasn't ordinary, nor Gold, Black, or Red. It turned out to be a... Silver Card.

The bald man knew the bank's card system well, yet a Silver Card was new to him. The window 5 teller shared his shock upon spotting it.

"Sir..."

"Something wrong?"

Normally, gold outshines silver in value. A Silver Card ought to rank below Gold, but Boss Jiang flipped expectations.

The explanation was straightforward.

It evoked Cynthia's remote, radiant, ethereal silver locks.

"No, nothing's wrong."

The teller examined the card multiple times, verifying it as genuine to their bank, though she'd never encountered one on the job.

"What amount do you wish to transfer, sir?"

The teller pushed aside her doubts, figuring her expertise could use polishing, and asked as usual.

"Twenty billion."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Near the counter, quietness descended.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

Soon after, chuckles broke out abruptly.

From the bald man again.

"Kid, have you lost it? This place is a bank, not some asylum."

He mocked Jiang Chen without restraint.

No,

mockery wasn't quite right.

It was just a regular response from any sane person.

Who else but a nutcase demands to shift twenty billion at a bank teller?

Sure,

the world has folks who could pull that off, but would they line up at a counter?

"Miss, did your buddy break out from a psych ward or something? Mental issues aren't the end, but they need fixing."

Jiang Chen tuned out the disturbance at his back and repeated to the dazed teller, "I need to transfer twenty billion."

"Sir..."

The teller held back any harsh words, though she probably agreed with the bald man deep down. Stuck with this unfamiliar card from her bank, she faced a bind.

"Any issue?"

Jiang Chen pressed once more.

"Sir, this kind of service isn't available at this window."

The teller responded with courtesy.

Naturally, it wasn't.

What teller handles sums that huge? In other banks, even fifty or a hundred grand demands heavy checks.

Twenty billion? You'd need a prior booking and a VIP route at minimum.

"So where can I get it done?"

Jiang Chen acted like he was stirring up trouble.

"Kid, quit the nonsense and don't block the bank's operations. Lots of folks are queued up. Making a fuss here means legal trouble."

Credit where due,

the hefty man was being decent.

Jiang Chen acted oblivious, set on challenging the teller, "When I signed up here, you didn't say big deals couldn't go through counters. Personal asset management for clients, letting them manage funds freely—aren't those your ads?"

"Sir, does your card actually hold twenty billion?"

The teller reached her limit.

"It sure does,"

Jiang Chen confirmed with a nod, "Go ahead and transfer."

"..."

The teller went speechless. Cornered, she slotted the rare Silver Card into the reader.

"To what account?"

Jiang Chen glanced back, "Jot it here."

Cao Jinse filled in the organization's details on the slip.

Jiang Chen slid it over, "Thanks."

Sticking to protocol meant no blame on her if complaints arose. The teller stayed quiet, inputting the destination and the sum.

20,000,000,000

Despite the improbability and the joke of it, entering all those zeros stirred a faint awe in the teller.

This might be her sole shot at keying in such a fortune.

Not even in Lunar New Year rituals burning offerings had she handled more.

"Please input your password."

Politeness lingered, but it felt mechanical now, stripped of warmth.

That's professionalism.

Elsewhere, guards would've dragged the guy out by now.

Jiang Chen used the shielded keypad provided.

The hefty man crossed his arms, his rage fading into entertainment. Debating a madman wasted energy.

At typical banks, tellers view balances and might siphon funds covertly, but Heaven and Earth Bank forbids it. Privacy for clients is sacred, core to its elite status.

Unable to view the details, the teller hit confirm post-password to wrap up the charade.

[Transaction Successful]

Those four plain words lit the screen, making the teller's eyes widen in shock. Frozen at her desk, she seemed thunderstruck, her mind blank as if soulless.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

All at once,

the lobby's alert blared for no clear cause.

Staff and patrons alike halted, utterly confused.

The bald man glanced at the blinking lights everywhere, his grin stiffening.