Entering the bank and approaching the lobby, Mu Jinyu inquired with the service staff about how to open an account and deposit money. Afterward, he took a queue number and sat down to wait.
Wang Huanhuan, who had followed him inside, saw this and frowned slightly, wondering to herself, what was he doing at the bank? Depositing money?
Recalling the thick envelope he had tossed earlier, Wang Huanhuan felt that this was very likely.
Based on the thickness of the envelope, it should contain about eighty to ninety thousand, maybe around one hundred thousand yuan, Wang Huanhuan speculated, and she began to think she had a grasp of the sordid scheme between Mu Jinyu and Gu Xiyan.
She guessed that Gu Xiyan must have learned in advance about Trotsky's favorite fabric, then had Mu Jinyu obtain a fake version of it, all to win Trotsky's favor and smoothly sign a contract with him.
Otherwise, as Trotsky had said, if the underwear was truly invaluable, why would she give him one hundred thousand yuan right after Mu Jinyu did her bidding, with a not-so-friendly attitude to boot?
Wang Huanhuan felt she had uncovered the truth.
Now aware of Gu Xiyan's dirty conspiracy and calculations, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but lift into a smug and malicious smile.
As for Trotsky's inexplicable anger back at the western restaurant, she couldn't figure it out and didn't bother to think too hard about it.
Wang Huanhuan thought to herself that once she shared this shocking discovery with Trotsky, he and Gu Xiyan would definitely be in deep trouble.
Trotsky would surely be furious and then tear up his agreement with Gu Xiyan, opting instead to work with her!
Hmph...
The more Wang Huanhuan thought about it, the more excited and agitated she became, but she wasn't ready to immediately call Trotsky with this shocking news for two reasons. First, Trotsky might still be in the emergency room and calling him would be pointless; second, she felt the evidence she currently held wasn't enough. If she informed Trotsky now, Gu Xiyan, the woman with designs within designs, might already have her defenses up and be able to continue deceiving Trotsky.
Therefore, she had to gather enough evidence against Mu Jinyu to bring down Gu Xiyan in one fell swoop!
With this in mind, Wang Huanhuan also went to take a queue number and then sat behind Mu Jinyu, preparing to observe him up close.
Since he didn't recognize her, there was no need to sneak around stealthily.
Wang Huanhuan dared to follow Mu Jinyu so closely, yet the Family members of the Xu family, who were tailing Mu Jinyu and reporting his movements to Xu Tianzheng, did not dare to do the same. They stayed at the entrance, constantly watching this area, hoping that their grandfather would arrive soon.
Time slowly passed.
Very soon.
It was Mu Jinyu's turn in the queue.
Mu Jinyu went to his allotted counter and sat down. Then he took out his ID card and said, "I'd like to open an account and deposit some money."
Wang Huanhuan, pretending to be occupied on the other side, heard his words and her eyes flashed, knowing her guess was correct.
The owner of the underwear, Mu Jinyu, was indeed taking money to work for Gu Xiyan.
Hmph...
She chuckled coldly and then sat to the side, pretending to have the bank teller do some tasks for her.
On Mu Jinyu's side, the teller quickly issued him a savings card and then asked politely, "Sir, your card is ready, how much would you like to deposit?"
Mu Jinyu passed over the envelope, saying, "This amount, and this..."
As he said that, he also took out the forty million yuan check Mei Yinxue had given him the day before.
The teller accepted the envelope, opened it to see the bills stuffed inside, and her mouth opened slightly in a small surprise.
But being a seasoned bank teller, after a brief moment of surprise, she didn't think much of it and smiled sweetly at Mu Jinyu, "All right, I'll handle this for you."
Then, she took the check that Mu Jinyu had just passed over and glanced at it casually.
Forty million…
"Clatter!"
The stack of cash in her hand fell directly to the ground.
"This this this…"
The teller's mouth hung open, her eyes filled with disbelief.
This was the first time she encountered such a large sum of money for a deposit.
After all, a few million or even ten million would usually go through the VIP channel, where a manager would personally attend to them, offering tea and taking care of everything. There was no need to queue up here.
The stunned teller scanned Mu Jinyu up and down with her gaze.
She still found it hard to accept that this young man in a tank top, shorts, and flip-flops had so much money.
Could it be that the quirks of the wealthy were indeed so strange?!
Taking a deep breath to suppress the shock, the teller quickly stood up, bowed to Mu Jinyu, and apologized, "Sir, I am sorry, but the amount of money you wish to deposit is too large. My authority is insufficient to handle it for you. I will fetch the manager right away. Please wait a moment…"
As she spoke, she was about to take the check to the manager to verify its authenticity. If it was real, naturally the manager would personally come and expedite the process for Mu Jinyu. If it was fake, they would report it to the authorities immediately!
Meanwhile, Wang Huanhuan, who heard the commotion, felt unbearably curious. She wondered what exactly was going on. Could one hundred thousand yuan be shocking enough? Probably not. It seemed like Mu Jinyu had passed over another check afterward.
Wang Huanhuan really wanted to snatch the check and see how much money it was for. A few hundred thousand, or millions? Was it worth making such a fuss at the counter?!
Unfortunately, there was a wall of bulletproof glass in front of her, preventing her from reaching for it. She could only watch helplessly as the teller instructed another teller to take care of Mu Jinyu's one hundred thousand yuan in cash before hurriedly leaving with the check…
How much money was it, after all?
Wang Huanhuan felt an itch in her heart, as if a cat was scratching at it.
Soon, while Wang Huanhuan waited anxiously and discontentedly, the side door opened, and the teller she'd seen earlier returned, hurriedly leading a lobby manager towards Mu Jinyu.
They arrived beside Mu Jinyu and respectfully said, "Mr. Mu, the amount you wish to deposit is quite large and cannot be processed at this counter. Please follow me to the VIP Room to complete the transaction."
"Okay," Mu Jinyu nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave with them.
Sensing that something was off, Wang Huanhuan abruptly stood up and called out to the lobby manager, "Manager Zheng, you haven't forgotten me, have you?!"
Manager Zheng had been preoccupied with wooing Mu Jinyu and hadn't paid close attention to his surroundings earlier, so he hadn't noticed Wang Huanhuan. However, he was not unfamiliar with her, as she was the CEO of a large conglomerate and they had business dealings.
Seeing Wang Huanhuan, Manager Zheng quickly smiled and said, "Ah! Ms. Wang, of course, I haven't forgotten you. What are you doing here? If you need to conduct any business, you can contact me directly!"
"It's not that…" Wang Huanhuan shook her head, then glanced at Mu Jinyu and asked, "What's the situation here, how much money is he depositing?!"
Manager Zheng hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Mu Jinyu didn't object, he replied, "Forty million!"
"Forty million!" Wang Huanhuan exclaimed in disbelief, shaking her head and shouting, "Impossible?"
After that, she snatched the check from Manager Zheng's hand. As Manager Zheng was afraid the check could get torn in a struggle, he didn't dare to wrestle with her, and she seized it from him.
When Wang Huanhuan clearly saw the amount written on the check, she screamed in disbelief, "Impossible, how could this swindler have so much money? This check must be fake!"
The moment her words ended, the whole place fell silent.