This would imply that the owner of this phone was one of the most distinguished VIPs of the bank.
The Amex Black Card and the number on the phone's screen. Although the man before him looked like a very poor man, the chief manager grew frightened nonetheless.
There were indeed coincidences in the world. An Amex Black Card could appear in a poor man's hands. The private customer service could have called the wrong number. However, when two unlikely coincidences appear together, some truths become evident.
He started to burst into cold sweat. The chief manager, who was initially arrogant beyond words, was now drenched in sweat. His white shirt was sticking to his body.
He lifted his head with much difficulty to look at Harvey York. Harvey had casually flung the team leader of the security guards to one side. His face was completely unperturbed as he sat on a chair.
Thud!
The chief manager knelt immediately. "S-Sir, no, no, n o. Mr. CEO, I was completely blind and looked down o n people like a dog. I'm sorry, I apologize. Please forgive me!"
He did not care about the crowd around him. He lifted his hands and gave himself two slaps on both of his cheeks.
The many security guards behind him exchanged glances with each other. They had been in this bank for a long time, and could recognize a shift in authority. Soon, multiple thuds were heard as they all started to kneel without any hesitation. No matter what the truth may be, if their chief manager kneels, they must follow suit.
"Ah..." The security team leader watched the scene with hostility. Shock was plastered all over his face. " Chief Manager, why would you kneel before this thief? What are you doing? Get someone to break his legs to avenge me!"
"W-What's happening?" Sheri Wilson's eyes were wide, and she was unable to get a hold of her senses.
Confusion twisted her face. The chief manager was an incredibly arrogant person, so how could he suddenly kneel in such an obedient manner?
Bang!
At this time, the door of the security room flung open oppressively. Tens of powerful, stoic men swarmed in. The air was quite frightening.
Among the group was a middle-aged man clad in black suit, his presence exuding an exquisite aura. His eyes scoured the room the moment he walked in. When he saw that Harvey was unscathed, he heaved a deep sigh of relief.
He did not spare a glance on the security guards who were spread all over the floor.
At that moment, she was overcome with frustration and dissatisfaction. This b*stard looked poor. All he had was just some dirty money. He was just a nouveau riche, at most. Why would he casually earn the respect of the president?
The expression of the security team leader changed drastically as well.
This was his godfather who never hid his thoughts and feelings towards others. Even when the people came over from the capital, his godfather paid them n o attention. 1
Due to his relationship with his godfather, many family heads were courteous toward him whenever they met him. Yet, what was happening with his godfather? How could this be? 1
"CEO York, could we discuss at another place?" Dawson tried to smile at Harvey. "This venue is not too appropriate."
"Another place? I’m afraid we're unable to do that." Harvey laughed faintly. "I’m currently a thief and a con man. I've been detained in this security room and am about to be sent off to the police station. I need to solve the matter at hand before we can proceed to discuss other things."
"This was the thief who stole the Amex Black Card you were talking about earlier?" Dawson turned abruptly to glare at the kneeling chief manager.

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