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    Lynch's approach is unique, and he won't reveal it to anyone until Joe Grimman has a clear, sure goal.

    Talking casually will only let people who shouldn't know about it know that this can be regarded as a scandal or even a fraud case. He first needs to keep silent, and then look at the surrounding environment. Even if the goal is finally determined, he may not dare to go. face.

    But he will have a choice in his heart that he is sure of, and firmly believes that this is the right one.

    In the recent period of time, the only person with whom he could have 30,000 yuan as a "reward" was Lynch. There is no doubt that this must have been given by Lynch. It would sink in his pocket and become an alternative fact.

    As a manager of the credit department of a bank, he has his own way to deal with the money, whether it is deposited in an overseas account, or through investment channels, and the fund channels are legally returned to his account, which is very simple for him. .

    He flicked the check and put it in the drawer. At the same time, he also understood that this was not the first time, nor would it be the last time. Inexplicably, he began to look forward to the next cooperation with Lynch, this interesting young man. Well, that must be a very interesting thing.

    This kind of thing, the most important thing is tacit silence!

    A few days passed quickly, and Lynch drove a car borrowed from elsewhere into the bank's internal parking lot early in the morning, where the money would be loaded into the car.

    When he parked the car, the three account managers who were docking with him had been waiting for a while, all of them had excited expressions on their faces, 1.6 million in cash, or 160 When stacks of hundred-yuan bills were stacked together, it was shocking beyond measure.

    Many people, no, most people have never seen so much money piled up together in their entire lives, and they can only imagine the scene at that time with a sigh of "it must be very shocking".

    But the shock and excitement of actually facing the money is far beyond their imagination.

    Even the three account managers who worked in banks and were accustomed to money transactions were briefly absent-minded when they first saw so much cash.

    They are eagerly looking forward to Lynch's performance. More people show embarrassment in front of these money, which can reduce their little dissatisfaction with their own ugliness just now, and also satisfy their psychology of watching other people's jokes.

    It's just that they are destined 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.

    "You... don't you feel shocked?", the account manager couldn't help but ask, wanting to explore whether Lynch's calm performance at this time was pretending to be true or not, he emphasized, "Here is a 1.6 million, 1.6 million!"

    Seeing the somewhat frenetic performance of the account manager, Lynch just nodded calmly. He walked to the edge of the steps, looked at the money on the steps, and picked up a stack.

    The money is not rolled up like those people prefer on the street outside, but tied together with paper ties.

    He fiddled with the banknotes, the banknotes were constantly flipped rustling, and the air squeezed out had a strong scent of ink, 10,000 yuan, that's all!

    He smiled slightly and threw the money back, "1.6 million, 16,000, it's about 20 kilograms in total..." He turned to look at the account manager, he His expression and eyes seem to be asking, what do you want me to say?

    Facing Lynch's calmness and calmness, the account manager laughed dryly, and then felt a little embarrassed. After Lynch said this, he also felt that 1.6 million, that's it, nothing special.

    The surrounding staff, including the police, also quickly disappeared from the frenzy on their faces, and suddenly felt a little... unspeakable pain in the balls. Female compatriots may not have experienced this feeling, which is a pity.

    It was a bit of a disappointment that a very special event had come to an abrupt end.

    The account 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, and there will be no counterfeit banknotes in the bank. The cost of making counterfeit banknotes is too high, and it may not really make money.

    With the level and craftsmanship of making counterfeit banknotes, it is better to make fake cash checks, which are not only easy 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 moved it gently. The contact between his fingertips and the banknotes could give him obvious information feedback at the first time.

    The counterfeiting technology in this era is limited, not to mention various "photolithography", even the copper plate engraving and rotten plate technology are still high-end, and it is impossible to create a touch similar to that of real coins.

    They only use ordinary printing techniques, which also makes counterfeit coins easy to spot.

    After randomly drawing about one-third of the money, Lynch said it was ok. The policeman who had been paying attention to the side then signed his name on a form with a solemn expression, indicating that Lynch approved it after sampling. These banknotes are genuine.

    Don't feel that banks are superfluous, they are not protecting their customers, they are protecting themselves.

    The money was finally put into three suitcases, and one suitcase could only hold 300,000 yuan. This was still the oversized suitcase that Lynch bought. If it was that small, one could only hold 200,000 yuan.

    The money was loaded directly into his car, and two police officers, at Lynch's invitation, escorted him all the way back to Dyson Asset Management.

    This is an inconspicuous little house on the side of the road. It doesn't even have a signboard. Lynch has no plans to list it. It's just a butt wipe. inside.

    Shortly after the police left, Mr. Fox personally brought people. They came in through the back door. When they saw three boxes of cash plus 100,000 yuan in the room, everyone's breathing became heavy and rapid. .

    "How much... how much is there?", Mr. Fox, who had been dealing with money for half his life, felt that he had returned to the state he was twenty years ago, young, full of blood, and full of strength.

    He caressed the cash in the suitcase with his sagging hands, as if he were caressing his lover's skin.

    "One hundred and sixty thousand..." Lynch walked to the edge of the box, took out another six packs from the suitcase, and put them together with the other hundred thousand. "This is part of me."

    Mr. Fox stared at Lynch, his eyes changed a little, at first fierce, but soon softened, he nodded, "You deserve it!"

    Lynch put the money aside, then returned to the office, took out the supporting documents from somewhere, and handed it over.

    "This is a cash withdrawal certificate 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 this to him."

    "By the way, it's better to make a copy, you will use it often!"

    If Mr. Fox expressed his dissatisfaction with Lynch's money just now, Lynch would not have given this proof. He had a way to get Mr. Fox to spit out his share with interest.

    Fortunately, in the face of such a huge sum of money, Mr. Fox still did his duty to keep his bottom line, and he also avoided a lot of trouble.

    While looking at these certificates, Mr. Fox asked subconsciously, "Does that mean I still have some money to..." He looked up at Lynch, Lynch nodded, the expression on Mr. Fox's face The pleats are all folded together.

    He patted Lynch on the shoulder and took out another stack... Two stacks were placed on Lynch's share, which was regarded as a reward for Lynch.

    With this document, the little money left in his hand can be seen, not only that, but all his money can be seen, and all this comes from this document and Lynch s help.

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