Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

When Ye Ling said this, Qu Yishan was completely baffled. What the heck was this all about?

Hadn't he just been praising Huaxia Bank a moment ago?

Hadn't he just said it was safe and offered high interest?

But now, what a swift turnabout—it was as if he'd been slapped in the face before being mockingly asked, "What are you looking at?"

Reason, reason, reason my ass, you talk-big-but-do-nothing liar.

Although Qu Yishan was somewhat angry, his smile never left his face and there was no change in his expression whatsoever.

Nonsense, who would refuse money, especially so much of it?

"Mr. Ye, as I said on the phone that day, with a deposit as large as yours, if it is kept in a demand account, it might be vulnerable to hackers' attacks or some viruses, causing you tremendous damage,"

"However, once you switch to a fixed deposit, these risks will no longer exist. Our bank will certainly provide you with exclusive services and guarantee the complete safety of your assets."

Qu Yishan spoke eloquently, wanting to impress upon Ye Ling the serious implications, and to intimidate this young man who was so young yet already possessed a fortune worth hundreds of millions.

"So, according to President Qu, if my deposit is in a demand account and my money gets stolen from your bank, it's not your responsibility?"

Ye Ling spread his hands, his expression a bit peculiar.

Qu Yishan nodded, pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "That's exactly right."

Ye Ling nodded, "Then indeed, it's necessary to enhance the security of my assets. However, by your reasoning, shouldn't I consider hiring a few top-notch hackers to attack your bank's system and grab some money to spend? Hehe."

Qu Yishan's face became very serious, and his tone grew deeper, "Mr. Ye, that would be illegal!"

"Bullshit!"

"Why is it that when you guys lose our customers' money, you can just wash your hands of it and it's none of your business?"

"If I get someone to lose your money, why am I the one who's committing a crime?"

"That's just bullshit!"

Qu Yishan was stunned, opening his mouth but finding himself speechless.

Indeed, why was that?

But isn't it true that this world is filled with numerous such injustices?

If you lose a million at the bank, sorry, but the bank isn't responsible. Please handle it yourself.

A bunch of asshole talk! I deposited my money with you and you lose it, then you walk away clapping your hands and nearly celebrating?

But what if an ATM dispensed an extra ten thousand? Try taking it and see what happens?

Rest assured, if the bank doesn't get you to the point where you can't even afford underwear, you can consider yourself badass.

The world is that unfair, but you still have to live shamelessly; otherwise, you won't even be able to keep up with these miserable times.

"But Mr. Ye, among all the banks in Huaxia, none dares to compare with us in terms of security. I can assure you of that. Once you make it a fixed deposit, your assets will definitely be secure," Qu Yishan quickly stated, finally showing a hint of anxiety on his face.

This guy was too damn hard to deal with; I, the bank president, was almost led by his questioning to doubt my own existence, as if I had turned into the evil Yang Bailao.

However, Ye Ling just smiled easily and shrugged, "Yes, domestic banks won't cut it, but what about Switzerland?"

Swiss banks, the safest banks in the whole world, where countless tycoons store their private wealth, are as impenetrable as iron fortresses, nearly impossible to breach.

As soon as Qu Yishan heard this, he became anxious. Damn, a Swiss bank is the absolute vault of world civilization, impenetrable for anyone.

Just in terms of security alone, Huaxia Bank is definitely inferior. The current state of Huaxia Bank and the dazzling brilliance of Swiss banks result from the completely different constitutions and national conditions of the two countries.

"Mr. Ye, after all, you are a compatriot. I think you still have a sense of patriotism. Isn't it a bit unreasonable to keep your money abroad instead of in your own country?" Qu Yishan was desperate and directly invoked national interest and moral righteousness.

Ye Ling just gave an easy smile, without feeling the slightest bit ashamed.

"But isn't it you, President Qu, who said that keeping money in your Huaxia Bank isn't safe unless it's in a fixed deposit?"

"Given that, why should I risk huge financial losses by depositing it in your bank?"

"Also, don't try to morally blackmail me, I really don't buy that!"

"If it really comes to war one day, I, the young master, will directly convert all my assets into shells and fiercely bombard Donghai with a few rounds!"

Ye Ling spoke very casually while Qu Yishan's face began to show beads of sweat, as he continually wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This bastard is too eloquent. Such a talent for speaking; he would have made quite the lawyer. Instead, he's just some spoiled rich second-generation or a so-called 'tall, rich, and handsome.'

Qu Yishan found that he was at a loss for words. He, the branch manager of Donghai City, had presided over countless meetings and reported to leaders from all walks of life. He never thought there would come a day when he wouldn't know what to say.

"Well, Mr. Ye, I still hope you would consider it," Qu Yishan said with an awkward smile.

Ye Ling didn't respond, but just then, suddenly a disdainful voice rang out, grating on the ears.

"Oh, isn't that Ye Ling? I wonder how you've been doing since this young lady dumped you?"

"Back then, I offered you tens of thousands as compensation for your years of youth, tsk tsk, and you refused."

"Looks like you've strived to improve yourself, eh? Otherwise, how could you afford to sip coffee here today? You didn't even dare to enter this place in the past."

The speaker was a young woman, still quite youthful, with a figure that was not bad and a slightly better-than-average-looking face covered in heavy makeup that immediately elicited dislike.

Liu Fei had left Ye Ling publicly in Zhongshan Park not long ago, teaching him a vivid lesson about reality.

Ye Ling glanced at her; Liu Fei was clinging to a young man's arm. The man was clad in an apparently expensive suit and wore a diamond-studded mechanical watch, oozing with showy wealth.

"Fei'er, so this is the pathetic loser you dumped recently? Apart from his looks, he doesn't seem to have much else going for him. Hard to see what you saw in him," the young man said arrogantly with a smirk.

Ye Ling looked at the young man and scoffed, "Who do you think you are? Worthy of raising your voice at me?"

"Ye Ling! Watch how you speak!"

"I knew it, you're still worthless, probably here scamming some food and drink," Liu Fei chided when she saw her boyfriend being insulted.

Those words, however, displeased Qu Yishan.

Damn, who did he offend?

Just as Qu Yishan was about to speak, the young man who was with Liu Fei saw him and suddenly looked surprised, then his face lit up with a sycophantic smile.

"President Qu, what are you doing here? Look at me, I'm so blind, I didn't even notice you sitting here," the young man said, eagerly reaching out with a toadying smile.

Qu Yishan saw Ye Ling's icy gaze and ignored the young man.

"And who might this be?" the young man asked, pointing at Ye Ling, clearly trying to dig up some information about him.

"Him? He's a major client, a VIP," Qu Yishan replied indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Liu Fei and the young man were instantly stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief and profound shock.