Chapter 161 Just Take One Thousand

• The teller looked like she was about to cry, but for the sake of her steady job, she reluctantly walked up to Wendy Mills and bowed to apologize. “I’m sorry, honored miss!” “No… need. You didn’t do anything wrong. You don’t have to apologize to me!” Wendy was thrown off by the teller’s apology and hurried to help her up, awkward and unsure what to do. Her words almost made the teller cry again—but not from being moved. From fear. People who knew Wendy could tell she meant it. But to anyone else, it sounded like sarcasm, like a slap in the face. Super easy to get the wrong idea. After being helped up, the teller snuck a glance at the general manager behind her. Sure enough, he was glaring at her like he wanted to kill. That look said, Weren’t you arguing just now? If you didn’t offend the client, would she say something like that? The teller felt like she’d swallowed glass and couldn’t speak. She was on the verge of tears. “Useless. Get out of my sight. I’ll deal with you after work!” The manager snapped at the teller and sent her away, worried Wendy would get mad just seeing her. The teller had no way to explain, so she backed off, looking miserable. “Honored miss, I’ve already scolded the staff who offended you. She’s young and clueless—please don’t hold it against her, okay?” The manager plastered on a smile and tried to plead for the teller. “Manager, you’ve really got the wrong idea. Your staff didn’t disrespect me. I just want to withdraw some cash. You don’t need to do all this. It’s making me feel weird.” Wendy answered, still at a loss. “Yes, yes, you’re right. I misunderstood. May I ask how much you want to withdraw? If it’s a lot, I’ll need to report to our bank’s head president by phone, and please give us a little time to gather the cash.” The manager didn’t dare argue and could only go along with Wendy’s words. But what he said confused Wendy even more. I’m just withdrawing a little over 6,000 dollars, and the bank needs to notify the head president? They need time to scrape the money together? Are banks that short on cash now? Or are they just finding excuses because they don’t want me to take my money out? Yeah. That must be it. The more Wendy thought about it, the more convinced she felt. “Manager, how about this: don’t bother scraping anything together. I’ll just take 1,000 dollars for an emergency. If you don’t have that much cash, 500 is fine. Your bank can’t be so short you don’t even have 500 on hand, right?” Wendy thought it over and said to the manager. The manager was being overly dramatic just to keep her from withdrawing. Fighting this hard over a few thousand? Seriously? Wendy remembered Pierre Cook and their daughter waiting at home for groceries and dinner. She didn’t have time to waste here, so she compromised and decided to take just 1,000. “Honored miss, what did you say? You only want to withdraw 1,000 dollars?” The general manager thought he’d misheard and asked again, stunned. “Yeah, just 1,000. Don’t tell me your bank doesn’t even have that much cash.” Seeing the manager still looking weird, Wendy got irritated. “We do, we do. We definitely have 1,000 in cash. I’ll handle it for you myself. Please wait a moment!” Once he was sure Wendy only wanted 1,000, the manager finally breathed out and rushed to process it personally. In his mind, he was even more certain Wendy had been pissed off by their staff and wanted to pull all her money out to mess with them. Now she was only taking 1,000 because he’d been sincere and she’d cooled off, so she chose not to insist on withdrawing the entire 600-plus billion in her card, and just took 1,000 for an urgent need. People mostly pay online these days; cash is rarely used. That 1,000 is just something to keep on you in case your phone gets lost, dies, or loses signal and you can’t scan a code—just for emergencies.