Renjia Town.

Inside the Yizhuang.

A bank supervisory envoy stepped into the main hall under the guidance of a Maoshan Taoist priest. He saluted Uncle Jiu, whom he had met once before, and said, "Meet Mr. Lin."

"The envoy is polite." Uncle Jiu stood in front of the throne and returned the greeting with his hands raised.

The messenger from the Banking Regulatory Commission chuckled, put down his arm and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Lin, for being promoted to one level. It takes two years to get promoted. Although this speed is not the fastest in my memory, it is enough to surpass more than 90% of officials."

Uncle Jiu was stunned: "Am I promoted again?"

"Yes, you have been promoted again." The bank supervisor smiled.

Uncle Jiu was pleased and helpless at the same time: "What the hell is this!"

The bank supervisor laughed and said, "Just don't let the other party down."

Uncle Jiu exhaled and suddenly asked: "Messenger, I want to ask you something. Since others can promote me to a higher rank without telling me, then I can give my rank to others without telling them."

Will the virtue be transferred to the other party?"

His promotion was almost taken care of by his third son, which made him feel somewhat indebted.

After all, he didn't know the existence of the filial piety system, but he always felt that Qin Yao's contribution to him far exceeded what he gave to him.

Thinking about it carefully, apart from bringing him into Maoshan and giving him a good platform and some magical powers, he didn't seem to have done anything for him.

But the other party rewarded me again and again...

For Uncle Jiu, who loves face and wants to be strong all his life, he really feels that he deserves it.

"Okay, as long as you know the serial number of the other party's account." The banking supervisory messenger smiled.

Uncle Jiu's eyes brightened slightly and he said, "Can we find his account serial number in our system?"

"This depends on the permissions."
Chapter completed!