Banker Novels & Stories

She remembered one of her lecturers telling the class that bankers’ perception towards money was to be like the male doctors’ perception towards a naked female patient. The young banker walked to her shared office at the back of the banking hall. Her spirit was high and expectant of something she wasn’t sure of. The day was like any other, and everybody was streaming in for work. This building had become part of her life, her well-being and her aspirations. The job was routine and eventually started boring her. She needed more than she had, she needed more challenges and more adventure. She could not see herself retire in the ba

I asked with a bit of humor to try and make him smile since it looked like he could use a smile for himself. He smiled and nodded his head. "I suppose it would help you out here. I don't need anyone too serious dear. Just need someone who's willing to do work but you will never be alone with a patient for your own safety and protection." "I understand, One of your guards named Martin said he would be willing to protect me." "Ah yes him, he is our best guard." Mr. Baxter spoke with a bit of a smirk.

Surely- this was my Uncle Caleb, Dad, and Uncle Fred's brother. "That's me. Who do I owe the pleasure to?" I reply, making him chuckle. "Right. Let me introduce myself. The name is Caleb. Caleb Knight, I'm the owner of Knight's Enterprise and the father of Andrew Knight. It's come to my attention that you are the man of the night." he says smiling, extending his arm for me to shake. I shake firmly, making his smile widen. "It's a pleasure, sir," I say, playing it off. Does he really not know we are related? Or could he be trying to pull my leg? Either way, I have a feeling I need to be careful with him.

"I don't need...." "Yes, you do. It's okay. This account is just there as a security blanket. You'll never have to use it because it's my responsibility to take care of you. The only time you'll need it is if I'm no longer here, and since that's never gonna happen, it'll just sit there gathering dust. I suggest you invest the five million in seed money I plan to start it with; you'd get more return...." "Five mil...are you insane? You can't give me that kind of money."

A text bounces back. Then we are screwed. Tell them to hurry the fuck up!!! I peer around the door jamb like a mouse and smile sweetly at the bank teller. “Excuse me, I have a plane to catch and I am in a really big hurry. How much longer will it be?” “Of course, my apologies. Another teller is just cross checking it now. You are so lucky that we just had a delivery of cash this morning or we wouldn’t have had that amount here for withdrawal.”

“Yes, sir.” The banker seemed surprised by his utter lack of concern. Adrian chuckled, low and approving. “Then it is approved.” The banker hesitated, clearly expecting a different response. “Understood, sir.” “And next time,” Adrian added, his voice carrying a subtle edge, “you don’t need to call if she does this.” He ended the call and handed the phone back to Mr. Turner, his smirk lingering as the room, now unusually attentive, watched him closely. “Continue.”

Chu Xun pushed out all the chips to bet on the banker. "3.15 billion yuan, and all of them are on the banker." Chu Xun looked at Manager Lei and said in a calm voice. The male gambler played with the chips in his hands, and seemingly said casually, "I’ve won so much, and I even don't know how to take it out. I'm not betting this time. Things will develop in the opposite direction when they become extreme. I'm afraid that I'll win the money but lose my life."

A secret message I eject my card and try the other cash machine. It must be having a moment. You hear about computers having glitches all the time. I repeat my actions on the other machine only to find the sum of money in my account is still there. Crumbs…if I wasn’t such an honest person I wouldn’t say anything but someone has messed up here and they might have a family to feed. Hard to do without a job! I walk up to the bank teller who is a she-lycan, dressed very professionally with a smooth tight bun and an even tighter smile.

The room was not very big and was only covered with thick glass so that everything inside was clearly visible from the outside. The banker was sitting at his desk making a phone call. Rajesh made a gesture announcing his arrival. The banker immediately turned around and ended the conversation on the telephone. He hurriedly got up from the chair and went to the door to greet Rajesh. He looked so respectful. "Welcome, Mr. Rajesh. Please come in. I am ready to serve you!" he said with a friendliness that seemed as artificial as money could buy. Rajesh and Praveen came in and sat in the chairs right opposite his working chair. They

It means you have to give me a little more time. 'How about the cost of your services? You will need some advance, won't you?' 'Well, well, well. You may not need to bother yourself for now. Let's get somewhere first.' 'No, doctor, I will like to make a small commitment, at least two point five million naira. Which of your bankers would you want to use for this transaction? UBA or First Bank?' 'Well, any of them can go. You already know the hospital's account numbers in these banks at least.'