Chapter 64
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Lynch's method is very special. He won't disclose it to anyone until Joe griman has a clear and definite goal.
Speaking casually will only let people who should not have known know that this can be regarded as a scandal or even a fraud case. First, he needs to remain silent, and then watch the surrounding environment. Even if he finally determines the goal, he may not dare to face it.
But in his heart, he will have a choice he is sure of, and firmly believe that this is the right choice.
Recently, Lin Qi is the only one who has a "reward" relationship with him. There is no doubt that it must be sent by Lin Qi. If he can't speak, he can't return it. The money will sink in his pocket and become an alternative fact.
As a manager of the bank credit department, he has his own way to deal with the money. It is very simple for him to deposit the money into an overseas account or legally return it to his account through investment channels and fund channels.
He flicked the check and put it in the drawer. At the same time, he also understood that this was not the first time or the last time. Inexplicably, he began to look forward to the next cooperation with Lynch, an interesting young man. It must be a very interesting thing.
The most important thing about this kind of thing is tacit silence!
A few days passed quickly. Early in the morning, Lynch drove a car borrowed from elsewhere into the parking lot inside the bank, where the money would be loaded.
When he parked the car, the three account managers who connected with him had been waiting for a while. Their faces were filled with an excited expression. The 1.6 million cash, that is, 160 stacks of 100 yuan bills, was extremely shocking when stacked together.
Many people, no, the vast majority of people can't see what it looks like when so much money is stacked together in their life, and can only imagine the scene with a sigh of "it must be shocking".
But the shock and stimulation when they really face the money are far more than they think.
Even three account managers who worked in banks and were used to seeing money had a short absence when they first saw so much cash.
They are eager and look forward to Lynch's performance. More people show unbearable in front of these money, which can reduce their little dissatisfaction with their ugly behavior just now, and meet their psychology of watching other people's jokes.
But they are doomed to be disappointed, because the man standing in front of them has not only seen 1.6 million, 16 million and 160 million in cash. This money can only be said to be drizzle.
"Don't you... Feel shocked?", the account manager couldn't help opening his mouth and wanted to explore whether Lynch's calm performance at this time was pretended by him or true. He stressed, "there are 1.6 million, 1.6 million here!"
Looking at the customer manager's enthusiastic performance, Lynch just nodded calmly. He went to the edge of the steps, looked at the money on the steps and picked up a stack.
The money is not rolled together like those people prefer in the street outside, but tied together with tie paper.
He fiddled with the banknotes. The banknotes kept turning. The squeezed air flow had a strong smell of ink. Ten thousand yuan, just a stack!
He smiled and threw the money back. "1.6 million, 16000 pieces, which add up to about 20 kilograms..." he turned to the account manager. His expression and eyes seemed to ask, what do you want me to say?
In the face of Lynch's calmness and calmness, the customer manager laughed and then felt a little ashamed. After Lynch said this, he also felt that 1.6 million, that's it. It's nothing great.
The surrounding staff, including the police, soon lost their enthusiasm. Suddenly they felt some... Unspeakable egg pain. This feeling may not have been experienced by female compatriots. It's a pity.
Originally, a very special thing came to a hasty end, which was really a disappointment.
The customer manager asked politely, "do you want to check it?"
In fact, he knew that Lynch would not check. First of all, this is a bank. There will be no counterfeit money in the bank. The cost of making counterfeit money is too high, so it may not really make money.
If you have the level and technology of making counterfeit banknotes, it's better to make fake cash checks. That thing is not only simple to make, but also easy to use.
It was just a polite inquiry, but he didn't expect it, but Lynch took it seriously.
"Of course!" he picked up another stack of banknotes and gently moved them. The contact between his fingertips and banknotes could give him obvious information feedback at the first time.
The counterfeiting technology in this era is limited, not to mention all kinds of "lithographic plates". Even copper plate engraving and rotten plate technology are still sophisticated. It is impossible to create a touch close to real coins.
They only know ordinary printing technology, which makes counterfeit money easy to be found.
After randomly selecting about one-third of the money, Lynch said that it was OK. The policeman who had been paying attention to him looked solemn and signed his name on a form, indicating that Lynch recognized these notes as real money after sampling.
Don't think banks are doing too much. They are not protecting customers, but protecting themselves.
The money was finally packed in three suitcases. One suitcase can only hold 300000. This is an enlarged suitcase bought by Lynch. If it is the kind of small suitcase, one can only hold 200000.
The money was directly loaded in his car, and two policemen escorted him back to Dyson asset management company at Lynch's invitation.
This is an insignificant roadside house. It doesn't even have a sign. Lynch doesn't plan to list it. It's just a piece of ass wiping paper. It will be discarded when it's used. It can't be carried in his pocket all the time.
Not long after the police left, Mr. Fox brought people himself. They came in through the back door. When they saw three boxes of cash plus 100000 yuan in the room, everyone's breathing became heavy and hurried.
"Here... How much?" Mr. Fox, who has been dealing with money for half his life, feels that he is back to the state he was twenty years ago, young, full of blood and strength.
He stroked the cash in the suitcase with his flabby hand, carefully as if he were stroking his lover's skin.
"1.6 million only..." Lynch went to the side of the box, took out six more stacks from the suitcase and put them together with another 100000. "This is part of me."
Mr. Fox stared at Lynch. His eyes changed. First, he was fierce, but soon he was soft. He nodded, "you deserve it!"
Lynch put the money aside, then returned to the office, took out the supporting documents from somewhere and handed them over.
"This is the cash withdrawal voucher issued by the bank and witnessed by the local police station. When you pay a large amount of cash in the future, someone questions whether your cash is legal. You can show it to him."
"By the way, you'd better make a copy. You'll often use it!"
If Mr. Fox had just expressed his dissatisfaction with Lynch's taking the money, Lynch would not have come up with this proof. He had plenty of ways to let Mr. Fox spit out his share with capital and interest.
Fortunately, in the face of such a large sum of money, Mr. Fox kept his bottom line and avoided a lot of trouble.
Looking at these proofs, Mr. Fox asked subconsciously, "does that mean I still have some money to...?" he looked up at Lynch. Lynch nodded. The folds on Mr. Fox's face were folded together.
He patted Lynch on the shoulder and took out a stack... Two stacks were put on Lynch's share as a reward to Lynch.
With this document, all the money left in his hand can be seen. Not only that, all his money can be seen. All this comes from this document and Lynch's help.
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Lynch's method is very special. He won't disclose it to anyone until Joe griman has a clear and definite goal.
Speaking casually will only let people who should not have known know that this can be regarded as a scandal or even a fraud case. First, he needs to remain silent, and then watch the surrounding environment. Even if he finally determines the goal, he may not dare to face it.
But in his heart, he will have a choice he is sure of, and firmly believe that this is the right choice.
Recently, Lin Qi is the only one who has a "reward" relationship with him. There is no doubt that it must be sent by Lin Qi. If he can't speak, he can't return it. The money will sink in his pocket and become an alternative fact.
As a manager of the bank credit department, he has his own way to deal with the money. It is very simple for him to deposit the money into an overseas account or legally return it to his account through investment channels and fund channels.
He flicked the check and put it in the drawer. At the same time, he also understood that this was not the first time or the last time. Inexplicably, he began to look forward to the next cooperation with Lynch, an interesting young man. It must be a very interesting thing.
The most important thing about this kind of thing is tacit silence!
A few days passed quickly. Early in the morning, Lynch drove a car borrowed from elsewhere into the parking lot inside the bank, where the money would be loaded.
When he parked the car, the three account managers who connected with him had been waiting for a while. Their faces were filled with an excited expression. The 1.6 million cash, that is, 160 stacks of 100 yuan bills, was extremely shocking when stacked together.
Many people, no, the vast majority of people can't see what it looks like when so much money is stacked together in their life, and can only imagine the scene with a sigh of "it must be shocking".
But the shock and stimulation when they really face the money are far more than they think.
Even three account managers who worked in banks and were used to seeing money had a short absence when they first saw so much cash.
They are eager and look forward to Lynch's performance. More people show unbearable in front of these money, which can reduce their little dissatisfaction with their ugly behavior just now, and meet their psychology of watching other people's jokes.
But they are doomed to be disappointed, because the man standing in front of them has not only seen 1.6 million, 16 million and 160 million in cash. This money can only be said to be drizzle.
"Don't you... Feel shocked?", the account manager couldn't help opening his mouth and wanted to explore whether Lynch's calm performance at this time was pretended by him or true. He stressed, "there are 1.6 million, 1.6 million here!"
Looking at the customer manager's enthusiastic performance, Lynch just nodded calmly. He went to the edge of the steps, looked at the money on the steps and picked up a stack.
The money is not rolled together like those people prefer in the street outside, but tied together with tie paper.
He fiddled with the banknotes. The banknotes kept turning. The squeezed air flow had a strong smell of ink. Ten thousand yuan, just a stack!
He smiled and threw the money back. "1.6 million, 16000 pieces, which add up to about 20 kilograms..." he turned to the account manager. His expression and eyes seemed to ask, what do you want me to say?
In the face of Lynch's calmness and calmness, the customer manager laughed and then felt a little ashamed. After Lynch said this, he also felt that 1.6 million, that's it. It's nothing great.
The surrounding staff, including the police, soon lost their enthusiasm. Suddenly they felt some... Unspeakable egg pain. This feeling may not have been experienced by female compatriots. It's a pity.
Originally, a very special thing came to a hasty end, which was really a disappointment.
The customer manager asked politely, "do you want to check it?"
In fact, he knew that Lynch would not check. First of all, this is a bank. There will be no counterfeit money in the bank. The cost of making counterfeit money is too high, so it may not really make money.
If you have the level and technology of making counterfeit banknotes, it's better to make fake cash checks. That thing is not only simple to make, but also easy to use.
It was just a polite inquiry, but he didn't expect it, but Lynch took it seriously.
"Of course!" he picked up another stack of banknotes and gently moved them. The contact between his fingertips and banknotes could give him obvious information feedback at the first time.
The counterfeiting technology in this era is limited, not to mention all kinds of "lithographic plates". Even copper plate engraving and rotten plate technology are still sophisticated. It is impossible to create a touch close to real coins.
They only know ordinary printing technology, which makes counterfeit money easy to be found.
After randomly selecting about one-third of the money, Lynch said that it was OK. The policeman who had been paying attention to him looked solemn and signed his name on a form, indicating that Lynch recognized these notes as real money after sampling.
Don't think banks are doing too much. They are not protecting customers, but protecting themselves.
The money was finally packed in three suitcases. One suitcase can only hold 300000. This is an enlarged suitcase bought by Lynch. If it is the kind of small suitcase, one can only hold 200000.
The money was directly loaded in his car, and two policemen escorted him back to Dyson asset management company at Lynch's invitation.
This is an insignificant roadside house. It doesn't even have a sign. Lynch doesn't plan to list it. It's just a piece of ass wiping paper. It will be discarded when it's used. It can't be carried in his pocket all the time.
Not long after the police left, Mr. Fox brought people himself. They came in through the back door. When they saw three boxes of cash plus 100000 yuan in the room, everyone's breathing became heavy and hurried.
"Here... How much?" Mr. Fox, who has been dealing with money for half his life, feels that he is back to the state he was twenty years ago, young, full of blood and strength.
He stroked the cash in the suitcase with his flabby hand, carefully as if he were stroking his lover's skin.
"1.6 million only..." Lynch went to the side of the box, took out six more stacks from the suitcase and put them together with another 100000. "This is part of me."
Mr. Fox stared at Lynch. His eyes changed. First, he was fierce, but soon he was soft. He nodded, "you deserve it!"
Lynch put the money aside, then returned to the office, took out the supporting documents from somewhere and handed them over.
"This is the cash withdrawal voucher issued by the bank and witnessed by the local police station. When you pay a large amount of cash in the future, someone questions whether your cash is legal. You can show it to him."
"By the way, you'd better make a copy. You'll often use it!"
If Mr. Fox had just expressed his dissatisfaction with Lynch's taking the money, Lynch would not have come up with this proof. He had plenty of ways to let Mr. Fox spit out his share with capital and interest.
Fortunately, in the face of such a large sum of money, Mr. Fox kept his bottom line and avoided a lot of trouble.
Looking at these proofs, Mr. Fox asked subconsciously, "does that mean I still have some money to...?" he looked up at Lynch. Lynch nodded. The folds on Mr. Fox's face were folded together.
He patted Lynch on the shoulder and took out a stack... Two stacks were put on Lynch's share as a reward to Lynch.
With this document, all the money left in his hand can be seen. Not only that, all his money can be seen. All this comes from this document and Lynch's help.
Lynch's method is very special. He won't disclose it to anyone until Joe griman has a clear and definite goal.Speaking casually will only let people who should not have known know that this can be regarded as a scandal or even a fraud case. First, he needs to remain silent, and then watch the surrounding environment. Even if he finally determines the goal, he may not dare to face it.But in his heart, he will have a choice he is sure of, and firmly believe that this is the right choice.Recently, Lin Qi is the only one who has a "reward" relationship with him. There is no doubt that it must be sent by Lin Qi. If he can't speak, he can't return it. The money will sink in his pocket and become an alternative fact.As a manager of the bank credit department, he has his own way to deal with the money. It is very simple for him to deposit the money into an overseas account or legally return it to his account through investment channels and fund channels.He flicked the check and put it in the drawer. At the same time, he also understood that this was not the first time or the last time. Inexplicably, he began to look forward to the next cooperation with Lynch, an interesting young man. It must be a very interesting thing.The most important thing about this kind of thing is tacit silence!A few days passed quickly. Early in the morning, Lynch drove a car borrowed from elsewhere into the parking lot inside the bank, where the money would be loaded.When he parked the car, the three account managers who connected with him had been waiting for a while. Their faces were filled with an excited expression. The 1.6 million cash, that is, 160 stacks of 100 yuan bills, was extremely shocking when stacked together.Many people, no, the vast majority of people can't see what it looks like when so much money is stacked together in their life, and can only imagine the scene with a sigh of "it must be shocking".But the shock and stimulation when they really face the money are far more than they think.Even three account managers who worked in banks and were used to seeing money had a short absence when they first saw so much cash.They are eager and look forward to Lynch's performance. More people show unbearable in front of these money, which can reduce their little dissatisfaction with their ugly behavior just now, and meet their psychology of watching other people's jokes.But they are doomed to be disappointed, because the man standing in front of them has not only seen 1.6 million, 16 million and 160 million in cash. This money can only be said to be drizzle."Don't you... Feel shocked?", the account manager couldn't help opening his mouth and wanted to explore whether Lynch's calm performance at this time was pretended by him or true. He stressed, "there are 1.6 million, 1.6 million here!"Looking at the customer manager's enthusiastic performance, Lynch just nodded calmly. He went to the edge of the steps, looked at the money on the steps and picked up a stack.The money is not rolled together like those people prefer in the street outside, but tied together with tie paper.He fiddled with the banknotes. The banknotes kept turning. The squeezed air flow had a strong smell of ink. Ten thousand yuan, just a stack!He smiled and threw the money back. "1.6 million, 16000 pieces, which add up to about 20 kilograms..." he turned to the account manager. His expression and eyes seemed to ask, what do you want me to say?In the face of Lynch's calmness and calmness, the customer manager laughed and then felt a little ashamed. After Lynch said this, he also felt that 1.6 million, that's it. It's nothing great.The surrounding staff, including the police, soon lost their enthusiasm. Suddenly they felt some... Unspeakable egg pain. This feeling may not have been experienced by female compatriots. It's a pity.Originally, a very special thing came to a hasty end, which was really a disappointment.The customer manager asked politely, "do you want to check it?"In fact, he knew that Lynch would not check. First of all, this is a bank. There will be no counterfeit money in the bank. The cost of making counterfeit money is too high, so it may not really make money.If you have the level and technology of making counterfeit banknotes, it's better to make fake cash checks. That thing is not only simple to make, but also easy to use.It was just a polite inquiry, but he didn't expect it, but Lynch took it seriously."Of course!" he picked up another stack of banknotes and gently moved them. The contact between his fingertips and banknotes could give him obvious information feedback at the first time.The counterfeiting technology in this era is limited, not to mention all kinds of "lithographic plates". Even copper plate engraving and rotten plate technology are still sophisticated. It is impossible to create a touch close to real coins.They only know ordinary printing technology, which makes counterfeit money easy to be found.After randomly selecting about one-third of the money, Lynch said that it was OK. The policeman who had been paying attention to him looked solemn and signed his name on a form, indicating that Lynch recognized these notes as real money after sampling.Don't think banks are doing too much. They are not protecting customers, but protecting themselves.The money was finally packed in three suitcases. One suitcase can only hold 300000. This is an enlarged suitcase bought by Lynch. If it is the kind of small suitcase, one can only hold 200000.The money was directly loaded in his car, and two policemen escorted him back to Dyson asset management company at Lynch's invitation.This is an insignificant roadside house. It doesn't even have a sign. Lynch doesn't plan to list it. It's just a piece of ass wiping paper. It will be discarded when it's used. It can't be carried in his pocket all the time.Not long after the police left, Mr. Fox brought people himself. They came in through the back door. When they saw three boxes of cash plus 100000 yuan in the room, everyone's breathing became heavy and hurried."Here... How much?" Mr. Fox, who has been dealing with money for half his life, feels that he is back to the state he was twenty years ago, young, full of blood and strength.He stroked the cash in the suitcase with his flabby hand, carefully as if he were stroking his lover's skin."1.6 million only..." Lynch went to the side of the box, took out six more stacks from the suitcase and put them together with another 100000. "This is part of me."Mr. Fox stared at Lynch. His eyes changed. First, he was fierce, but soon he was soft. He nodded, "you deserve it!"Lynch put the money aside, then returned to the office, took out the supporting documents from somewhere and handed them over."This is the cash withdrawal voucher issued by the bank and witnessed by the local police station. When you pay a large amount of cash in the future, someone questions whether your cash is legal. You can show it to him.""By the way, you'd better make a copy. You'll often use it!"If Mr. Fox had just expressed his dissatisfaction with Lynch's taking the money, Lynch would not have come up with this proof. He had plenty of ways to let Mr. Fox spit out his share with capital and interest.Fortunately, in the face of such a large sum of money, Mr. Fox kept his bottom line and avoided a lot of trouble.Looking at these proofs, Mr. Fox asked subconsciously, "does that mean I still have some money to...?" he looked up at Lynch. Lynch nodded. The folds on Mr. Fox's face were folded together.He patted Lynch on the shoulder and took out a stack... Two stacks were put on Lynch's share as a reward to Lynch.With this document, all the money left in his hand can be seen. Not only that, all his money can be seen. All this comes from this document and Lynch's help.
