Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Chapter 7: Withdrawing $5 Million

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After leaving the Empire World Building, Connor was eager to test out the Centurion Card.

To do that, he headed toward a nearby bank on his electric bike. Five minutes later, he entered the banking hall of the bank. Since it was a weekday, there was no crowd in the bank. He went straight to the teller counter.

The teller lady, a woman in heavy makeup and a professional suit, saw Conor come in and said lazily, “How may I help you?”

She sounded cold. Having been in the job for so long, she could tell the background of the person at a glance.

Connor was wearing a food delivery uniform, looking like a pauper through and through. The teller lady acted unenthusiastically, thinking he was just another insignificant customer.

Nevertheless, Connor did not mind her bad service attitude. “I would like to perform a withdrawal,” he said flatly.

“Withdrawal? Don’t you see the ATMs over there?” The teller lady sounded not too pleased. “Just google it a little if you don’t know how to use them. I’m busy.”

there if she wanted to. Her attitude pissed Connor off, so he called

your bank does things? Don’t you know that customer is king? I can’t believe

banking hall, the branch manager hurried out.

manager and thinking she had reinforcement, the teller lady pointed at Connor. “Mr. Manning, this guy is

at Conor with a scowl on his face. “What are you

“I would like

are ATMs for withdrawing cash. Why come to the counter?” The manager and the teller lady were

that Mr. Manning and the teller lady were having an affair. He did not want to argue with them, so he just told them, “What

scanned Connor and taunted, “A food delivery guy like you wants to withdraw five

be kidding me! Did you mean five hundred dollars? Five million dollars.

loser could withdraw $5 million. However, a branch manager like Mr. Manning was a sly old fox. He cocked an eyebrow and asked, “Do you really want to withdraw five million dollars?” ‘The teenager wearing a food delivery uniform might look like a loser, but sometimes, it

else would I come here if not for withdrawing money? Or, do you expect me to play games

money,” Mr. Manning said indifferently, “Why

Connor nodded, “No problem.”

sneered. “Mr. Manning, don’t tell me that you really think

up and knock it off.” Mr. Manning was not too happy. 1 le could tell from his experience that Connor was not joking. Connor was really going to withdraw $5 million. Ordinary folks would not come and ask

still had a disdainful look on her face. She

an hour later, when she saw Connor carrying a sack of cash out of the VIP lounge with Mr. Manning following behind him servilely, she was stunned. Her eyes were