Chapter 140

As soon as Frank stepped inside, a receptionist in a business suit promptly approached him.” How can I help you, sir?‘

Frank whipped out his check immediately. “Please open an account for me and deposit this check.”

When the receptionist took the check and saw that it was worth twenty million, she promptly said, “Please come with me, sir! You’re eligible for our VVIP service with this deposit, and I’ll contact my manager right away to assist you.”

Frank nodded. “Thank you.”

In the end, anyone moving funds worth twenty million dollars made them a big shot in any bank, and the employees would never drag their feet in return.

Soon, the receptionist had led Frank into a grandly decorated lounge. She even made him coffee, not forgetting to squeeze her breasts as she leaned over, baring her luscious cleavage.

Riverton Bank had no shortage of VIPS, but young and rich men like Frank were still a rarity.

The receptionist certainly was not about to let the chance slip but was left disappointed as Frank did not even look at her.

Soon, a man in a suit entered, bowing to Frank as soon as he did. “Greetings, Mr. Lawrence. I’m Kurt Costner, the manager of this bank. We’re honored to have your trust.”

Frank nodded, told him why he came, and handed him the check.

Kurt took it politely with both hands and quickly said, “Please wait here, Mr. Lawrence. I’ll set up your account right away.

[I As he pulled out a laptop, he went to work while chatting up Frank. “You’re not local, are you, Mr.

Lawrence?”

From his point of view, Frank must be some rich kid. After all, he was young and could whip out twenty million dollars out of nowhere, and there was no dynasty or bigwig who went by the name of Lawrence.

Moreover, the check drawer was Vicky Turnbull. That meant Frank was connected to the Turnbulls, and he might be from a rich family in the capital.

As Frank nodded calmly, Kurt asked, “Would you like to save this money or invest it?”

Seeing that Frank was frowning, he quickly said, “Please don’t misunderstand, Mr. Lawrence. Our bank has a professional investment service, and I may offer a recommendation if you’re interested. And the yearly interest rate is above 6%!”

“That’s unnecessary,” Frank said, shaking his head. “Just open an account for me. I might be making more deposits in the future.”

He was starting a company with Vicky after all, and that meant more money eventually.

Kurt was certainly impressed -just look at that charisma! One would expect nothing less of the son of a rich family from the capital.

“Apologies, but may I ask how much you would be saving?” he asked.

Frank stroked his chin. “A few hundred million, I’d say…”

If the Rejuvenation Pill took off, he would make that much without breaking a sweat–even in conservative estimation.

Kurt gulped at Frank’s words. If he could get those savings, he would be settled for the long run!

Vicky’s check, such a confident gait, and twenty million… He already had absolute faith that Frank was telling the truth right then, and that he must absolutely suck up to him!

He promptly took out a card and passed it respectfully to Frank. “Here’s my business card, Mr.

Lawrence. Just contact me should you have any questions about finance.”

“Thank you. I’ll call any time I have questions.”

“You’re most welcome, Mr. Lawrence. It will be my honor.”

Meanwhile, Helen, Gina, and Greg had arrived at the bank, with Helen walking right up to the receptionist. “I’d like to see the manager, please.