"Get on your knees and kowtow to Boss Wang. Now."
"Kid, don't be so ungrateful!"
Amidst the female clerk's scolding, the security guards immediately became aggressive, glaring menacingly at Qin Lin.
SCREECH.
Before Qin Lin and the guards could make a move, the sound of screeching brakes filled the air as a black, old-model Audi A6 pulled up to the bank's entrance.
AHEM.
An elderly man with graying temples stepped out of the car. Dressed in a plaid shirt and slacks, he strode toward the bank, flanked by several young men in suits.
He glanced at the commotion blocking the entrance, where Qin Lin and the female clerk were gathered. Without saying a word, he sidestepped into the bank, but not before giving a cold look to a middle-aged man in his thirties.
"Director Li, please come in. I'll handle this immediately."
