뱅커 Novels & Stories

Adaku pursed her lips, and then nodded, “Okay, perhaps I was the one that heard false news. But, tell your, evening rose. I shall collect my money tomorrow. Please.” “I will, thank you for your kindness,” “Don’t thank me yet, because if you fail to provide my money, I will not help wash you up when that thing” Adaku pointed at the bulging stomach, “Comes rushing out” Ejima considered the triangular-shaped face woman for some time. A voice in her head was yelling at her to say something rash, but it took all the discipline in her to stay calm. Adaku had said ‘washed you up’ instead of saying ‘help you deliver. But Ejima gulped the insult with the lie that still lingered on her taste bud. She

the manager said, stone cold. “I don’t understand, Ma’am.” “You don’t understand? All right then. I’ll convince you of your idiocy. The card he was holding is a unique card the bank gives only to customers who have over ten billion bucks in their account.” Ten billion! The teller was utterly stupefied.

Old Madame Green was at her desk in her home office when she got a call from her banker. Puzzled as to why he would call at this time, she connected the call "Why are you calling? Has something happened?" The banker, Mr. Owens, was a bit nervous and it showed in his voice. "Old Madame Green, I hate to have to inform you, but all of your investments have collapsed. The total of your portfolio has reached a zero balance as of an hour ago. As you know, you were very aggressive in your choice of investment funds. But these things do happen. I am very sorry!"

The banker's hand hovered in front of Nathan, waiting. In the end, Nathan placed it on the waiting palm. If he had a choice, he wanted to believe her. Even Wilhemina and her clique were paying full attention to Rachel's imminent downfall. The banker then slotted the card into a machine he had brought along that connected to his computer. His hands typed on the keyboard swiftly, consistently, and methodically. Melissa crossed her arms as if she had already won. "I say, can you work faster? You're just wasting everybody's time! What an inefficient worker!"

He knows what the color signifies in the society and he is surprised that the bank is giving him one. "Ma'am, excuse me but I think you mistook me for someone. This is a black card and I'm just a mere doctor whose income is not legible to acquire this card" Beam politely explains the confusing situation. "You are Dr. Beam Miller right? The card clearly reflects your name doctor" the woman asked with her warm smile. "Yes I am, but I don't think I deserve this card madam" Beam insisted politely. "You deserved it doctor. This card is only given to those clients who have maintained a certain amount in his bank account and you are very qualified Dr. Beam considering your financial status" the wo

Gerald wanted to withdraw his money as soon as possible so he could leave the bank immediately. Therefore, he decided to withdraw thirty thousand dollars immediately. He quickly gave his instructions to the female banker behind the counter. The female banker was doubtful. However, she entered the figure into the computer and subsequently, her computer directly displayed that the withdrawal was successful! The female banker’s eyes widened in shock immediately. Thirty thousand dollars! Oh my god. This student was really rich! “Sir, your withdrawal is successful!”

"I kindly introduced a buyer to you. Why aren't you saying anything? Don't embarrass me here." "The price... I can't accept it," Graham managed to say with great difficulty. Daniel added with a grin, "Oh, by the way, you can take your time repaying the bank. I'm in no rush." "What are you talking about?" "I said, the bank belongs to me," Daniel stated. "The bank you borrowed from is the most well-known private bank in Cumulus City, and that bank... is owned by the Quimbys!" Graham felt a sharp pain in his chest as if his heart was about to stop beating. He turned to look at Sophia, who was equally pale and holding onto the table for support.

"Tomorrow a woman will come to your bank. Her name is Hadrianna Lazaro-Montecillo and I want your bank to obey her request. One-billion-peso loan, grant it and we're good." "Yes, I'm sorry but I can't grant your request if you don't personally go and talk to the head of VWB brach." “It’s either you’ll do it or I will pull out all of my investments and money in your bank. Remember my name. It’s Desmond Montecillo.” May mesteryusong ngiti siya sa mga labi. “By the way, the owner of Valdemar World Bank is one of my friends.” “I will hold your call for a moment, Mr. Montecillo. I’ll have to call our head in our branch for your transaction. Is it okay with you?”