Chapter 67: Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang!

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in a custom suit, with a slicked-back hairstyle and gold-rimmed glasses, hurried out of a bank office and into the main hall.

Glancing at the young man standing in front of counter number 7, his expression instantly shifted into a warm, affable smile.

He scurried over to Jiang Cheng with quick, small steps and firmly grasped Jiang Cheng's hand.

"Oh! Mr. Jiang, you have finally arrived! We've been waiting for you all afternoon!"

With that, he turned around and instructed Zhao Lili, "Lili! Is the VIP reception room ready? Quickly escort Mr. Jiang to the VIP reception room!"

Flustered, Zhao Lili nodded in agreement and respectfully made a gesture inviting Jiang Cheng to proceed.

Facing the visibly anxious bank manager and Zhao Lili, Jiang Cheng felt an instant wave of flattering disbelief.

Though puzzled, he certainly wasn't going to lose his composure now!

He gave a dry cough, put on a deep, thoughtful look, and nodded.

Although Sun Mengmeng and Li Jinfeng had been somewhat skeptical earlier, seeing the president of China Bank actually come out in person to receive Jiang Cheng made them feel immensely proud, floating on cloud nine.

Their mouths were split wide open in joyous grins!

One thought her son was truly wealthy and capable, while the other congratulated herself on marrying such a fine husband!

How prestigious it would be to brag about this to others!

Before long, led by Zhao Lili, Jiang Cheng entered a high-end, elegant room of exceptional quality.

At a glance, it was clearly a place reserved for VIP guests.

The branch manager, Du Mingfei, personally poured water for Jiang Cheng, pulled an envelope from his drawer, and handed it across to him.

With a beaming smile, he said, "Mr. Jiang, Miss Chu has already made all the arrangements! The restrictions on your previous bank account have been lifted, and this here is a special black card issued exclusively by our bank, with a credit limit of one hundred million!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng was struck dumb.

Miss Chu?

What Miss Chu?

He had merely come to apply for a mortgage, so why was he being handed a black card?

And with a one-hundred-million credit limit?

Have banks become this aggressive nowadays?

Meanwhile, Li Jinfeng and Sun Mengmeng were still standing in the lobby, boasting to each other.

Talking about how extraordinary her son was, how capable! Marrying him must have taken eight lifetimes of accumulated fortune!

Sun Mengmeng's mouth couldn't close either, wide with delight.

Just as the two of them were chatting away heatedly, a black Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon slowly came to a halt in front of the China Bank entrance.

Jiang Cheng exchanged a few words with Lin Zhou, stepped out of the vehicle, and walked straight toward China Bank.

Actually, Chu Yaran had already contacted Jiang Cheng's account to lift the restrictions, so transfers and other transactions could be completed at any time.

The reason he came over to pick up the new card was primarily because he heard it came with a one-hundred-million limit, and he was planning to head to the Flour Country later to source raw jadeite stones and similar materials.

Going abroad and exchanging foreign currency was indeed very inconvenient.

With this new card, he could directly swipe against the credit limit, making things much easier.

However, the moment Jiang Cheng stepped into the lobby, he caught sight of a familiar face.

It was none other than Li Jinfeng.

His brow furrowed instantly.

Strictly speaking, Li Jinfeng was a distant relative from his adoptive father's hometown.

Back when his adoptive father lived in the countryside, Li Jinfeng's family had frequently borrowed money from them.

Yet they had never once repaid it.

His adoptive father, Jiang Shan, was a soft-hearted man who figured they were all relatives and his own family's financial situation was admittedly better than Li Jinfeng's, so he never pressed them for repayment.

Later on, Jiang Cheng's adoptive father moved to Qingzhou City, and the two families drifted apart, virtually cutting off contact.

The matter of the borrowed money naturally faded into oblivion!

Later on, Jiang Cheng's adoptive father died unexpectedly in a car accident, and his adoptive mother, consumed by grief, contracted a terminal illness, draining what little savings their once-comfortable household had left.

With his adoptive mother lying in a hospital bed, waiting for money to save her life, Jiang Cheng visited every single relative in his hometown, but not a single one was willing to lend a hand.

Instead, they made sarcastic remarks: didn't his adoptive father Jiang Shan strike it rich and buy a house in the city? How could he still have the nerve to come back to the hometown and borrow money?

Driven to a dead end, Jiang Cheng remembered that Li Jinfeng's family still owed them tens of thousands of yuan, so he took Jiang Ling to Li Jinfeng's house to collect the debt.

As a result, they were driven away by Li Jinfeng wielding a broom.

She flatly refused to acknowledge that any money had ever been borrowed.

Because back then, Jiang Cheng's adoptive father Jiang Shan felt they were all fellow villagers and relatives, he hadn't bothered to make Li Jinfeng's family sign an IOU.

If Qin Xiaoshu's father hadn't scraped together twenty thousand yuan for him, his mother wouldn't even have survived those few months!

Jiang Cheng held not a shred of goodwill toward those so-called relatives; deep inside, he harbored a profound and burning hatred.

He had seen through the sinister nature of human beings.

After his mother passed away, he and his sister Jiang Ling never returned to their hometown again, nor did they ever maintain any contact with those relatives.

He simply hadn't expected to run into Li Jinfeng at the bank today.

His expression darkened instantly.

Li Jinfeng soon noticed Jiang Cheng as well.

Taking in Jiang Cheng's simple, plain attire, the corner of her mouth twisted upward into a smug, triumphant smirk.

"Well, well! Isn't this Jiang Cheng? I almost didn't recognize you. Are you here at the bank to take care of some business too?"

Jiang Cheng had no desire to pay Li Jinfeng any mind, but she was the one who initiated the conversation.

He replied indifferently, "Yes! To get a card!"

"What a coincidence! We're here today to process a mortgage. Our Dacheng has bought a house in the city; you should come visit our home when you have time. Oh, by the way, this is my prospective daughter-in-law, Sun Mengmeng. My son is getting married on the eighth of next month, so you and Jiang Ling must both come and share in our wedding wine!"

Jiang Cheng remained silent, merely gazing coldly at Li Jinfeng and Sun Mengmeng!

Curious, Sun Mengmeng looked Jiang Cheng up and down, her eyes lighting up for a moment.

He was quite handsome!

It was just that he looked utterly destitute.

Her interest vanished immediately.

Without paying him any further heed, she went right back to playing with her phone.

Li Jinfeng continued, "By the way, Jiang Cheng, after your parents passed away, how have you and your sister been getting by? Why don't you ever go back to your hometown? I heard that before you even finished high school, you went to work at a stone-cutting yard, serving as a driver for the boss! Oh, child, how could you drop out of school? In today's society, it's hard to get by without a diploma! Why didn't you go back to the hometown and tell us relatives about it at the time? We're all fellow villagers; could we really have just stood by and done nothing?"

Watching Li Jinfeng's sarcastic, mocking demeanor, Jiang Cheng felt sick to his stomach.

He said coldly, "There's no need for you to worry about that. I'm doing just fine without finishing school!"

"What kind of talk is that? We're all family; how could we not look out for you? My son graduated from university and is doing quite well for himself now, working as a department manager at Tiansheng Group. Since you know how to drive, why don't you come work as my son's driver? You guys grew up playing together, so we should help each other out whenever we can!"

Jiang Cheng let out a cold laugh.

How could he fail to understand Li Jinfeng's ulterior motives?

Calling it helping out, yet offering him a job as her son's driver—wasn't this just a roundabout way of humiliating and disgusting him?

Looking at Li Jinfeng's ugly face, Jiang Cheng found her as comical as a cheap clown.

With a faint, indifferent smile and ignoring her entirely, Jiang Cheng walked straight over to the unoccupied counter number 7.

"Hello! I'm here to pick up my card! This is my ID, and I've already made prior arrangements with your manager."

Jiang Cheng politely handed his ID across to Zhao Lili, offering a slight smile.

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Zhao Lili froze instantly.

She blinked in confusion, then took Jiang Cheng's ID and looked closely at it.

She was struck dumb with astonishment.

Jiang Cheng?

Then who on earth was that Jiang Cheng from earlier?

At that moment, Zhao Lili's mind was in total chaos.

She asked timidly, "Mr. Jiang, regarding the card you just mentioned..."

"Oh! Miss Chu Yaran should have already spoken with your branch manager, instructing me to come pick up a black card!"

Boom...

Zhao Lili felt as though she had been struck by lightning!

She had messed up the clients, for crying out loud!