A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

The next morning, Yang Qi came to the counter again.

"Withdraw the money, 50." Seeing that the other party was about to say something else, Yang Qi said, "I already made an appointment yesterday."

"Hello, sir, since the amount is so large, could you please specify the purpose of the purchase: to buy a car or a house?"

Yang Qi was amused and said, "I'll use it to spend money."

"Sir, I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush. Please explain the specific purpose, otherwise we can't retrieve it!"

"Buying a house, is that alright now?"

"Sir, may I ask where this money came from?"

"..."

Seeing Yang Qi remain silent, the teller continued, "This is mainly to prevent you from being scammed by telecom fraud, and please also prove that this transaction was made through legitimate channels."

"Damn it, it's my money, and I even have proof. Why didn't you mention when I transferred the money the day before yesterday?"

"Sir, these are the rules..."

That's enough.

Yang Qi slapped the black card in front of him: "Look carefully, what is this? Do you still need to talk to me about rules?"

The teller's expression changed instantly.

He stared blankly at the black card for a while before looking up to examine Yang Qi again.

With a young, slightly handsome face, tanned skin, and wearing the most ordinary clothes, he didn't look like someone who could own such a card.

His expression changed from impatience to tension, and then from tension to doubt.

"Sir, where did you get this black card? If you found it or obtained it illegally, please hand it over to our bank or the police."

Yang Qi frowned: "...I won't take it."

As the teller reached for the card, she whispered into the walkie-talkie, "Deputy Manager! We've spotted a suspicious person who carried the black card the day before yesterday!"

"Sir, please don't make another mistake."

"I..." Yang Qi pointed to himself, laughed, and turned to leave.

A door next to them was pushed open, and several people quickly walked out.

The man leading the group was in his early thirties, wearing a bank uniform and with his hair slicked back.

He was followed by three security guards in black suits, who blocked Yang Qi's way.

"gentlemen,"

The deputy manager approached, his gaze falling on the black card in Yang Qi's hand, his eyes gleaming with greed. "Please explain yourself clearly. Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Yang Qi gripped the card in his hand, his eyes cold and indifferent.

The deputy manager sized him up, a look of disdain on his face. He was dressed in cheap clothes; that black card was definitely stolen.

"Sir, your attire doesn't seem to match... Where did you get this black card? Stolen? Found?"

"What's it to you?"

"How can it not be my business?"

The deputy manager stepped forward, his smile vanishing. "As a bank employee, if I suspect a customer's card has a questionable origin, I have the right to temporarily detain it for verification. You'd better prove it came from legitimate channels, otherwise I'll have to call the police."

Yang Qi looked at his eyes, which were fixed on the black card, and understood what was going on.

This person wasn't fulfilling their duty; they were driven by greed.

He probably thought he could just get away with it by taking the anonymous black card, so he took the card off and swallowed it himself.

Yang Qi was too lazy to argue with him, so he took out his phone and made a voice call to Gu Shang's friend.

It rang twice before being answered.

"Hello, Boss Yang? What's up?"

Gu Shang's voice came through the receiver.

"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry to bother you."

Yang Qi looked at the deputy manager in front of him and said unhappily, "I'm withdrawing money from the bank, and it's a bit of a hassle. They need me to prove that the funds are compliant, otherwise they'll confiscate my card. I'd like to ask you to help me prove it."

There was a pause of a few seconds on the other end of the phone: "Which bank? What's the staff member's name?"

Yang Qi smiled and looked at the deputy manager: "May I ask your name?"

The deputy manager's expression shifted, but he still didn't believe it: "Playing tricks. Lu Chen, deputy manager of Jiushang Bank, Xitian Town branch."

Yang Qi smiled and said, "President Gu, did you hear that?"

"Beep beep beep..."

The phone hangs up.

Yang Qi was stunned. What was going on?

Lu Chen laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I thought you were some big shot, but you're just a paper tiger. I've seen your tricks all the time. You just make a random phone call and pretend you know a big boss? Tell me the truth, where did you get this black card?"

As Yang Qi took a step closer, several security guards moved in response, forming a circle around him and blocking him in front of the counter.

Yang Qi gripped the card tightly in his hand: "Trying to rob me? Dream on."

"That's not up to you, hold him down."

"Yes."

The desire to defend oneself necessitates action.

"stop!"

A shout came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, a fat, middle-aged man in a white shirt ran out of the office, his head covered in sweat, wiping it as he ran.

Rushing to the counter, he asked, "Who, who is Mr. Yang Qiyang?"

He glanced around, his gaze landing on the black card in Yang Qi's hand, and hurried over.

Lu Chen frowned: "Bank manager, that's him. He illegally stole someone else's black card. I was just about to..."

"Shut the hell up!"

Lin Xiao kicked Lu Chen in the shin, causing Lu Chen to stumble and fall to the ground.

"You bastard! Just admit you want to be greedy, don't bother coming tomorrow."

Lu Chen's face paled instantly. Bank manager? How could he possibly do this for an ordinary person? Could it be...?

Ignoring Lu Chen, Lin Xiao turned to face Yang Qi, his fierce expression replaced by a fawning smile as he bowed low.

"Mr. Yang, my name is Lin Xiaoben, the branch manager. I'm so sorry, my servant was blind to your importance. You want to withdraw 500,000, right? Okay, I'll get it for you right away."

He turned and yelled at the teller, "What are you all standing there for? Withdraw the money!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The teller was flustered and began to operate.

Soon, Lin Xiao personally took a briefcase from the drawer: "Mr. Yang, here is the 500,000 you requested. Please take it and use it."

The contrast was swift, and Yang Qi was a little confused: "No...bank manager, I haven't even swiped my card yet."

"It's alright, it's alright!" Lin Xiao waved his hands repeatedly, "Consider this 50 as a gift from me to you, it's just..."

He leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Young man, could you put in a good word for me with that important person?"

"My lord? What lord?" Yang Qi asked, puzzled.

I don't know? Did the adults not tell him my true identity? If that's the case, wouldn't I be... Sigh, Lin Xiao, if you dare to say it today, you'll disappear tomorrow.

Realizing he had misspoke, Lin Xiao's face began to break out in a cold sweat, and his eyes darted around. "N-nothing, nothing. Mr. Yang, you must accept this 50. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Looking at Lin Xiao's expression, Yang Qi vaguely understood what was going on. President Gu's background was probably even more powerful than he had imagined; his influence...

Without saying anything more, he walked to the counter, placed his bank card down, and said, "I can't just take this 500,000 for nothing. Follow the proper procedure, swipe the card!"

Lin Xiao wanted to say something more, but seeing Yang Qi's expression, she didn't insist and nodded to the teller.

The clerk was terrified, and her attitude completely changed. "Okay, okay, okay, sir, I'll get it right away."

After swiping the card, the teller pushed the bank card in front of Yang Qi: "Sir, that's all."

Yang Qi carried the box in his hands; it was heavy.

He glanced at Lu Chen, who was standing there, his face as white as paper, his legs trembling.

Yang Qi smiled, turned around and walked out of the bank.

Then, he found a shady spot by the roadside, took out his phone, and opened Gu Shang's chat window.

I was just about to message the other side when their message popped up: How's it going? Is it resolved?

Yang Qifei quickly typed back: "President Gu, it's resolved, thank you. By the way, that bank manager just told me to put in a good word for him with that person... is that you?"

There was a long silence on the other end.

Yang Qi stared at the screen. If he hadn't seen the other person typing "...", he would have thought they weren't going to reply.

After a while, a message popped up: No, it's because I asked someone to help me.

Yang Qi looked at the reply without giving it much thought; the fact that the other person was willing to help him was already a great favor.

Then please thank him for me.

Top floor office of the Gu Group headquarters in Beijing.

Gu Shang sat at his large desk, his phone on the table, the screen displaying Yang Qi's last message.

He stared at the words, his lips twitching slightly, a murderous glint in his eyes, but he didn't reply.

He picked up the landline on the table and dialed an internal number: "Jiushang Bank Xitian Town Branch, there's a branch manager named Lin Xiao who doesn't know his place and should be moved."

"clear!"

After hanging up the phone, Gu Shang looked outside with a gloomy face and muttered to himself:

"Those below need to be reprimanded, reprimanded..."