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 ount for me and deposit this check.”


    When the receptionist took the check and saw that it was worth twenty million, she promptly said,


    “Pleasee 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 dors 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


    ount right away.


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    As he pulled out aptop, 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 dors 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 rmendation if you’re interested. And the


    yearly interest rate is above 6%!”


    “That’s unnecessary,” Frank said, shaking his head. “Just open an ount for me. I might be making


    more deposits in the future.”


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


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    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 wee, 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.