The middle-aged man saw Ye Chen excitedly and shook Ye Chen's hand.
"Good day, Mr. Ye, I'm the bank chairman Wang Yang, and this is our manager Sun Lili. Let's go to my office for a talk."
The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic.
But Ye Chen frowned. "To the office to talk? No need, I just want to make a transfer."
Although Ye Chen looked stern, the man had a smile on his face.
"Mr. Ye, no matter what, you have to visit my office today. You are our most esteemed client, and I apologize for the lack of welcome earlier. You must give me a chance."
Wang Yang couldn't possibly let Ye Chen transfer the money away.
If Ye Chen transferred the money, then his position as chairman would be finished.
The two almost dragged Ye Chen into the elevator.
What was going on?
Everyone in the bank lobby was dumbfounded.
Wasn't that middle-aged man the chairman?
Wasn't Ye Chen just an ordinary guy?
Why was the chairman being so polite to Ye Chen?
What was happening?
