The Cool Miss and the Scheming Mister

I.

"Hello, please have a seat. What would you like to do today?"

"Withdraw money."

"How much?"

"520."

Tong Yaqi took a deep breath. "For amounts under 10,000, please use the ATM."

"But this isn't a round number," Feng Yichen said confidently.

II.

"Hello, what would you like to do today?"

"Deposit money."

"How much?"

"1,314."

Tong Yaqi closed her eyes and took three seconds to steady herself. Her expression remained calm, but in her mind she'd already repeated "bastard" and "son of a bitch" several times.

"Please rate the service you received."

Feng Yichen raised an eyebrow at Tong Yaqi. "Actually, silently cursing people in your head also counts as poor customer service."

III.

"What would you like to do today?"

"Exchange a banknote." As he spoke, Feng Yichen passed a heart-shaped 100-yuan bill through the window.

This is unbearable! Why is this blind date so persistent?

Every day at work, Tong Yaqi hopes she won't see him. But when he really stops showing up, it feels as if something is missing...

A little skit:

Feng Yichen puts some money through the window.

Tong Yaqi is about to lose her mind. He must think she's got too much free time. He withdrew 10,000 yesterday, and now he's here to deposit it. Wait, where did the extra one yuan come from?

"One in ten thousand. When you marry into my family, this is how much I'll put in your red envelope."

Business elite VS bank teller