Chapter 7 The Dried Squid(2/2)
Like monotonous notes.
He remembers the bank account.
He remembers the password, too.
But...at this moment, he would rather not remember anything.
The computer screen with bright blue light was now like a bottomless cliff. The man and woman behind her were a death-seeking ghost.
Log in.
Mouse move.
Personal account.
deposit.
Balance: US$432,000.
Equivalent to... RMB...three million.
Lan Silin swallowed, and the trembling mouse pointer slowly moved towards the item of "transfer".
The transferor is Jiang Zhilin's bank account.
Now, there is only one last step away...
The last step in front of the cliff.
The three million borrowed from usury will disappear after a light return.
"Mr. Lan Silin, what's wrong?" Jiang Zhilin said word by word:
"It's already here, don't waste each other's time, can you?"
"No matter what, you are also the eldest master of a well-known overseas watch company... These three million are insignificant to you, right?"
Her smile became stronger and stronger:
"Or... you are not actually a young master?"
Lan Silin closed her eyes and took a deep breath, even her breathing was trembling uncontrollably.
A crisp keyboard sounded.
The moment Lan Silin pressed the Enter key, it seemed that her entire soul was sucked dry.
On the computer, English string indicating successful transfer,
It's so dazzling.
Jiang Zhilin showed a hideous smile.
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A quick knock on the door sounded from the security guard duty room on the second floor. The security guard hurriedly snatched out the cigarette butts in his hand and opened a crack in the door. The one that caught his eye was a pretty beautiful girl.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Please!" The girl looked very anxious, her eyes were slightly red, and she held his upper arm with both hands:
"Brother Security, can you help me? I am the temporary manager here. I originally wanted to go to the prop room to get something, but I found out that I didn't know when the key was lost... I really don't know what to do... Do you have a spare key that can be used..."
The security guard was stunned for a moment, looked at the girl again, and looked at her arm, and saw the yellow cuff on the T-shirt - it was indeed a good manager of the mall, although he was a little bit handsome.
The touch from his arms made the 25 or 26-year-old man feel a little nervous. Without thinking, he walked out the door, locked the security room, and patted the large bunch of keys on his waist.
"Let's go."
"Ah!" The girl was slightly stunned, her face full of surprises of rescuing danger: "Great, Brother Security, you are such a good person, thank you!"
The security guard led the girl to the prop room on the second floor and opened the door with a spare key. When he learned that the prop she was going to take was a complete set of doll suits, he had no choice but to find a trolley for her and personally helped her push it to the elevator entrance. The girl kept nodding and bowing to him along the way to thank him. At that moment, the security guard felt as cool as 007.
"When did we have such a beautiful manager in this mall?"
With a satisfied mood, the security guard walked towards the security room.
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"The transaction has ended here. So, I sincerely wish Mr. Lan Silin...I wish your new watch can help your career take off."
Jiang Zhilin's last sentence still echoed in his ears.
When she walked out of the office, Lan Silin was already like a walking corpse.
The clerks in the office no longer focus on their work.
Dozens of people raised their heads at the same time and watched silently as the young man in a suit swayed through the corridor and walked out the door. Their eyes were stiff like marionettes.
When the door was slowly opened and closed again, the "big young master" who left was destined to leave his life here.
Jiang Zhilin leaned against the wall and stretched, her face was her own, the winner's smile. The 800,000 yuan fast money had been obtained, and at least in the next few months, she would be able to have food and clothing.
Although until the last moment, she could not directly confirm whether the guy named Lan Silin had his ideas on her colleagues... but there was no doubt that the dangerous move she took on the last day had achieved a complete victory.
The notary can indeed guarantee the legal benefits of this transaction... But when he leaves, the so-called "Ancheng Credit" company will be re-turned into a fictitious bag company. She has mastered the "Sew" craftsmanship in "Bees, Mas, Swallows and Birds" to perfection and is not afraid of being brought to her.
Jiang Zhilin was in a good mood at this time. Even the notary who looked at the calm and meticulous notary could not help but feel more favorable. He nodded and smiled at him:
"Mr. Gu, thank you so much for your hard work this time."
Gu Feng was very thoughtful in his manners. He also nodded to Jiang Zhilin while packing up the documents on the table:
“This is all within the scope of our notary’s responsibilities.”
Jiang Zhilin grinned and then casually answered, just treating it as a polite statement:
"You are really dedicated and responsible, and you are worthy of being a public servant of the people. You must have been in this industry for a long time, right?"
Unexpectedly, Gu Feng raised his head and responded seriously:
"No. I have only been a notary for careful calculations, and it should be only half a month."
Jiang Zhilin was stunned and said in surprise:
"In half a month... can you get the qualification of a first-level notary?"
"It's luck." Gu Feng was a little embarrassed, and then he smiled strangely again, looked straight at Jiang Zhilin and said:
"Actually, I am a 'fifty' man. No matter what I do, I only like to taste it and stop it. I am interested in everything, but my enthusiasm does not last long... So, I have changed a lot of jobs over the past ten years."
"Ah... is this like this..." Jiang Zhilin always felt that the sudden enthusiasm of this man made her feel something was wrong, so he just casually said a few words, just planning to see the guests off directly.
Unexpectedly, the man had no intention of leaving directly.
"Actually, I feel a little tired of being a notary. After today, I should have quit. I have begun to feel a little interested in ancient literature during this period... By the way, Miss Jiang, do you know the 'The Crow of the Dried Rut'?"
"I don't know much." Jiang Zhilin smiled politely, and began to secretly scold the man in his heart for being ungrateful.
But Gu Feng did not read the atmosphere at this time and introduced enthusiastically:
"In fact, this is an allusion from "Zhuangzi: Foreign Things". Yesterday, there were those who called out the middle way. Zhou Gu looked at the ruts, and there were turtles in the ruts. The turtles in the dry ruts refer to small fish trenches in the trenches that were dried up. They are generally used to describe those who are in trouble and cannot save themselves... This is indeed a wonderful metaphor, right?"
"Maybe."
Jiang Zhilin began to feel irritated.
Is it a thorn in the dry rut? It may be just right to use it on Lan Silin at this time.
Just as he was thinking, Gu Feng finally packed up the documents at hand and nodded to Jiang Zhilin again:
"Then, my work has been completed. I wish you a happy life, Miss Jiang Zhilin." He said, turning his head to the outside of the office, still chanting polite words:
"If you have the chance, I hope we can meet again... I won't be able to see you again. Then I wish you a happy life."
It would be better not to see each other again... Jiang Zhilin frowned. Before he could figure out the meaning of this sentence, Gu Feng had already left Ancheng Credit Company on his own.
What if he doesn't matter, her scam has been a big success anyway.
Jiang Zhilin breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the office, with a cheerful smile on his face again.
"Thank you... Thank you for your hard work."
The actors in front of the desk stood up and cheered.
800,000 has been obtained. Now, it’s all you need to disappear.
Jiang Zhilin walked through the crowd freely, with arrogance and coldness in his eyes. He felt that he was the queen of the crowd.
After seven or eight years, she had already jumped from a poor rural teacher to a rich man. She could not remember the number of times she cheated during this period. But the joy she brought to her after each success was irreplaceable. Her face began to uncontrollably show a strange smile.
If only... I became a fraudster a few years ago...
A cell phone ringtone suddenly rang in the noisy crowd. Jiang Zhilin took out his cell phone, saw the caller's name, frowned, signaling the actors to calm down, and answered the phone with a sneer:
"Is there anything else? Blue..."
"Have you had fun? Miss Jiang Zhilin."
The voice on the other end of the phone interrupted her halfway.
"Lan Silin" curled a frivolous and weird smile on the corner of her mouth.
Word by word:
Chapter completed!