The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 85

The hall manager spoke loudly and drew the attention of several people in the lobby.

They observed Casey and immediately understood what was going on.

"Master Wong is so rich. The bank certainly has to serve him properly. How can those poor men compare with them?"

"Whoever has the more money has the final say. This man is even struggling with it. If he is as rich as Master Wong, the bank will definitely treat him specially."

"That man is so poorly dressed. He can be seen not to have much money at a glance. He is even trying to compare with Master Wong. It's ridiculous."

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Master Wong turned to look at Casey and smiled with irony. He said, "Hey, I'm a gold card member of this bank and enjoy preferential treatment. If you want the same treatment as me, you can also get one. But the money for the card may be more than your savings."

The hall manager immediately laughed and said, "Master Wong, you are right. How can he afford to get a gold card from us? He is just a poor wretch."

Conor was upset when he saw how snobbish the two men were. Whether Casey had so much money or not, these people shouldn't have acted like this.

"Casey, should we ask Morgan to come over and teach them a lesson?" Conor said.

Casey shook his head. He took out his bank card, shook it in front of the hall manager, and said, "Call your general manager here."

The hall manager stared at the bank card in Casey's hand and immediately curled his lip.

He didn't recognize the bank card in Casey's hand. Because this card was issued so rarely that only the richest people could have it. The hall manager had no access to it at all.

"Are you a fool? Our membership cards are either gold or silver. Who are you fooling here with a black card? You want to see our general manager? No way." The hall manager sneered.

At this time, Master Wong standing at the side stared at the black bank card and gulped.

"Master Wong, let's go in and ignore this poor guy. Don't bother yourself." The hall manager said.

Master Wong didn't pay any attention to him. He stared at the bank card with fixed eyes and exclaimed, "This ... is this the black card of the World Bank?"

Casey thought to himself, "Fortunately, there is someone who knows what it is. Otherwise, I can't transfer the money to Conor today.”

The hall manager looked puzzled and asked, "The World Bank's black card? What's that?"

Conor had never heard of the World Bank's black card. He took a close look at the card in Casey's hand and didn't see anything special in it.

If he knew that Casey's card had unlimited overdraft, he wouldn't have thought so.

"Go and call your general manager over now." Master Wong turned to say to the hall manager.

"Master Wong..." The hall manager didn't know what was wrong with Master Wong. Why did he speak for this poor man?

"Do as I told you. Stop dawdling around here!" Master Wong shouted loudly.

The hall manager didn't dare to neglect him. He nodded to Master Wong and went inside to call the general manager.

Master Wong apologized to Casey and said, "Sir, I'm sorry. What I just said was a bit inappropriate. Please do not take it to heart."

"I will treat you to dinner later as an apology. What do you think?"

"No need." Casey said indifferently.

Master Wong didn't dare to say anything. After all, he knew that a person with a black card of World Bank was definitely not someone he could offend.

Even if he couldn't be Casey's friend, he couldn't let Casey stand against him.

People who could get a black card from the World Bank were generally powerful. His family was engaged in business. So, he naturally knew the power of this kind of person. Once Casey regarded him as the enemy, his business would certainly encounter great difficulties.

Master Wong was sensible. After realizing this, he quickly apologized to Casey.

The surrounding people were all staring at Casey strangely. They had no idea what was wrong with Master Wong, who suddenly apologized to Casey. This completely overturned their perception of Master Wong.

Conor walked to Casey and asked in a low voice, "Casey, could this black card of yours be the highest level card of this bank? No wonder you said you would give me one hundred million."

Casey laughed and spoke, "This bank can't get this kind of card. The money I have in this card is enough to buy this bank."

Conor was shocked and looked at the card in Casey's hand again. How much money did it have to buy this bank?

A short while later, the hall manager came back with a middle-aged man in a suit, who was the general manager of the bank.