Chapter Sixty-Five: How Many

Two o’clock in the afternoon.

East Sea Bank.

“Comrade, who exactly are you looking for?”

“I told you already, I’m here for Sun Yindi.”

“I’m sorry, but there’s no one here by that name.”

Xu Fei stared at the man in front of him and said, “Impossible. I arranged to meet her at this time on the second floor of your bank.”

“I’m sorry, but if you don’t leave now, I’ll have to call Security.”

Xu Fei glanced at his watch.

It was already fifteen minutes past two.

Sun Yindi still hadn’t appeared. What did this mean? Was she deceiving him?

Impossible.

Even if she was lying to him, she wouldn’t fool Brother An San.

“Please leave.”

The man adjusted his glasses, pushing the frames higher on his nose.

Xu Fei looked at the bespectacled man in front of him, feeling genuinely annoyed.

“Can I wait a little longer?”

“Comrade, you’re being unreasonable now.”

“How am I being unreasonable? I’m just waiting for someone.”

The bespectacled man’s expression darkened completely. He pointed at Xu Fei and said, “You want to wait for someone, but that person isn’t here. Do you know where you are? This is a bank, not your home, understand?”

As he spoke, he reached out to push Xu Fei.

“What are you doing?!”

Xu Fei shoved him away.

“Don’t touch me, you four-eyed chicken. Try touching me again and see what happens.”

Staggered by the push, the bespectacled man pointed at Xu Fei. “Fine, fine, just wait right here. I’ll go get Security to deal with you.”

He turned and hurried down the corridor.

Xu Fei felt a little anxious.

After all, this was their territory. If Security showed up, he might be thrown out or even sent to the police station.

“Why isn’t she here yet?” Xu Fei looked down the empty corridor.

At that moment—

“Who is it? Where is he?”

The bespectacled man returned, accompanied by two others.

Xu Fei knew he couldn’t wait any longer.

He was about to turn and head downstairs.

“Stop!”

The two men with the bespectacled man rushed over, grabbing Xu Fei.

“Come with us to Security.”

“What for? I’m just here to meet someone.”

“We’ll discuss it at Security.”

Xu Fei wanted to refuse, but one of them reached for his waist.

Security was armed here.

Especially the bank’s police officers.

“All right, let go of me. I’ll go.”

Xu Fei knew better than to resist.

The bespectacled man pointed at Xu Fei. “There’s something wrong with this guy. Old Zhao, question him thoroughly.”

“You—”

Xu Fei glared at him.

“You’re glaring at me now? Claiming you’re here for Sun Yindi, you sure know how to invent names.”

The man who had reached for his waist nodded to the bespectacled man. “Don’t worry, Director Zhang. Leave him to me.”

Old Zhao from Security was clearly an old hand, experienced in dealing with people like Xu Fei. One hand rested at his waist, the other held Xu Fei firmly.

Faced with Old Zhao’s posture, Xu Fei dared not make a move.

Obediently, he followed Old Zhao and the other security officer toward the Security Office.

“Xu Fei, you’re Xu Fei, right?”

Just then—

A gentle voice called out from behind.

The bespectacled man spun around.

“Manager Sun!”

Old Zhao from Security paused as well.

“Manager Sun!”

Xu Fei was stunned.

Manager Sun?

He turned to look.

Standing at the stairwell not far behind was a slender, elegant figure dressed in a pink business suit. Her hair was swept up in a delicate bun.

Fair skin, exquisite features, beautiful and capable—the woman, though only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, exuded an imposing presence.

This was Manager Sun?

Sun Yindi?

Manager Sun gazed at Xu Fei, stepping forward in her high heels until she stood before him.

“You’re Xu Fei? The one An Guowei mentioned on the phone?”

“You’re Sun Yindi?”

Manager Sun smiled and nodded.

“What’s going on here?” she asked.

The bespectacled man was dumbfounded.

“Manager Sun, you—you know him?”

Sun Yindi shook her head.

“So then…”

“I understand now. Sun Yindi was my old name. So did you mistake him for someone here to cause trouble?”

The bespectacled man nodded repeatedly.

Sun Yindi glanced at Old Zhao, whose hand was still at his waist.

Only then did Old Zhao remove his hand.

“Sorry, Manager Sun. I didn’t know…”

“It’s all right. You all can get back to work.”

The bespectacled man and the two security officers nodded to Xu Fei, smiled, and turned to leave.

“Come.”

Sun Yindi pointed ahead, leading the way. Xu Fei followed her.

At the far end of the corridor, she opened the door to an office and entered first.

“What would you like to drink?” Sun Yindi turned to Xu Fei as he walked in. “Tea? Or coffee?”

Xu Fei glanced around the office.

Spacious.

Luxurious.

He nodded in approval.

“Nice.”

“What’s nice?”

“Manager Sun’s office—it has the atmosphere befitting its occupant.”

“Haha, you flatter me.”

Sun Yindi regarded him. “Tea, then?”

Xu Fei nodded.

After Sun Yindi brewed the tea and brought it to him, Xu Fei inadvertently caught a glimpse that made his ears flush red.

Through the sheer blouse, the alluring curves of Sun Yindi’s figure were faintly visible. Xu Fei hurriedly shifted his gaze to the teacup in his hands.

Only when Sun Yindi walked back to her desk did Xu Fei dare to look at her from behind.

Her figure was exceptional.

Honestly, before coming, he’d imagined that Brother An’s wife would be a woman around forty.

Sun Yindi?

Her age didn’t match.

Could it be she was just in her early twenties when she was with An Guohua?

“On the phone, Brother An didn’t say directly—what exactly do you need from me?”

Sun Yindi smiled as she sat down.

“Oh, I’d like to apply for a bank loan.”

“A loan?” Sun Yindi nodded. “What do you want the loan for?”

“To do business.”

“You’re a businessman?”

Xu Fei nodded.

“It’s hard to tell.”

“Is it?”

Sun Yindi considered for a moment. “How much?”

“Ten thousand, or twenty thousand.”

Sun Yindi picked up a form beside her, checked a few boxes, and soon handed it to Xu Fei. “Take this to the Credit Department. You should be able to get your loan by tomorrow.”

“Ah?!”

Xu Fei was taken aback.

“What is it?”

“Oh, oh…” Xu Fei stood up and stepped forward to take the form.

“Thank you so much.”

“No need for thanks. Brother An’s friends are my friends.”

Xu Fei thought for a moment. “Let’s have dinner together tonight.”

“Ah?”

“You, Brother An, and I—just to show my gratitude.”

Sun Yindi considered it.

“All right.”

She smiled and stood up, leaning her hands on the desk. “Then I’ll leave it to you.”

Xu Fei nodded.

“Six o’clock tonight, at Moonlight Pavilion.”