After being released from prison, the aloof female CEO came to the door

"Hitting you? Beating you is relatively light. Do you know that we were almost killed by you!"

"Do you know what kind of card this is? This is our bank's gold card, with a minimum deposit of one billion!"

"How can a middle-aged woman like you own a billion gold cards?"

At this point, the female teller turned livid with anger.

Just now when Bai Sumei said that she would take out all the money, she almost peed in fear.

"A billion?"

Hearing this, Bai Sumei's face was full of disbelief.

This is a bank card given by her son. How can it be worth one billion?

"What...are you speechless now?"

Seeing Bai Sumei like this, the bank manager sneered.

He was certain that this bank card definitely did not belong to Bai Sumei, otherwise she would not behave like this.

Anyone who can hold a gold card is not a rich and powerful person in the East China Sea.

If the money is really withdrawn, it will be a huge blow to their bank's reputation.

Fortunately, they found out in time and didn't let this old bitch take the money away.

At this time, the bank manager couldn't help but feel proud secretly.

When he catches this old woman and contacts the owner of this card, the other party will definitely be grateful to him.

If he can gain the gratitude of such a big shot, his future will be bright.

"Old bitch, what else do you have to say now?"

The bank manager stepped forward, grabbed Bai Sumei's hair, and said with disgust on his face.

"This card... was given to me by my son..."

Bai Sumei said tremblingly.

After knowing that there were one billion in this card, she was extremely frightened.

"Your son?"

Hearing this, the bank manager frowned and said, "What does your son do? How come he has this gold card?"

"He...he just came out of prison!"

Bai Sumei hesitated for a moment and then said.

"Get out of prison?"

Hearing this, the bank manager was stunned.

"Hahaha...it turns out your son is a reform-through-labor prisoner!"

The bank manager laughed loudly, and then said viciously: "How dare you say that this card was not stolen? This card must have been stolen by your son who is a prisoner in the labor camp!"

"No, no, no...my son doesn't know how to steal!"

Hearing this, Bai Sumei tried her best to defend herself.

"Stop talking nonsense! Call your son quickly and ask him to come over! Otherwise... I will call the police and ask the police to arrest you and your son!"

The bank manager didn't listen to Bai Sumei's explanation at all and threatened with a cold face.

"Please don't call the police, I'll call him right away!"

Hearing that the bank manager wanted to call the police, Bai Sumei hurriedly begged.

"Hurry up!"

The bank manager glanced at Bai Sumei disdainfully.

Bai Sumei took out her cell phone tremblingly, and then called Yang Feng.

Seeing Bai Sumei making the call, the bank manager had a sneer on his face.

When this old woman's prisoner-through-labor son comes over, he must interrogate him carefully. Where was this card stolen from?

……

"Master, please hurry up!"

Yang Feng kept urging the taxi driver.

Just now, he received a call from his mother.

His mother told him on the phone that the bank said she was a thief and had arrested her.

"Mom, just wait, I'll come to rescue you right away!"

When he thought of his mother suffering such great humiliation, Yang Feng couldn't help clenching his fists and his eyes turned red.

His mother has been innocent all her life, how could she steal things?

Yang Feng knows his mother best.

Even if her mother died of hunger and poverty, she would never steal anything!

And the most outrageous thing is that the other party even beat his own mother.

This is simply inexcusable!

You know, even your own father has never beaten your mother.

How can anyone have the right to hit their own mother?

at the same time.

Bank, manager's office.

At this moment, Bai Sumei's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, and she was curled up on the ground.

After the phone call, she didn't say a word and just kept crying.

She wouldn't believe it even to death that her son could be a thief!

"Tell you what! If your son, a prison inmate through labor, does not come within 10 minutes, don't blame me for calling the police..."

boom!

Before the bank manager could finish what he said, the door to the office was suddenly kicked open.

"who?"

The bank manager was startled and turned his head quickly to look over.

I saw a young man walking in with a gloomy face.

"Who are you? How dare you kick in my door? Are you looking for death?"

The bank manager looked at Yang Feng and said angrily.

Yang Feng ignored the bank manager and looked down at his mother.

When he saw his mother covered in wounds, he rushed over.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Are you all right?"

Yang Feng helped his mother up and asked with concern on his face.

Bai Sumei shook her head and said, "Son, I'm fine! They wrongly accused me of stealing the bank card!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Yang Feng became completely furious.

He raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Who hit my mother?"

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, the bank manager sneered and said, "Who did I think you were? It turns out you are this old bitch's son who is a prisoner in a labor camp!"

"This old bitch said you gave her this card. Tell me honestly, where did you steal this card?"

"I stole it, this card is mine!"

Yang Feng yelled with anger on his face.

"yours?"

Hearing this, the bank manager sneered and said, "Do you know what kind of card this is? This is a gold card specially customized by our bank. The minimum deposit limit is one billion!"

"Who do you think you are? You're just a reform-through-labor prisoner. How can you have this gold card?"

The bank manager didn't believe that this gold card belonged to Yang Feng.

Does a reform-through-labor prisoner deserve to have a gold card worth one billion?

Are you kidding me?

"Whether this card is mine or not, you can't hit my mother!"

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and said.

"What's wrong with beating your mother? How dare you?"

The bank manager looked at Yang Feng with disdain.

He didn't take him seriously at all, just a prisoner in a labor camp.

"Hitting my mother is unforgivable!"

Yang Feng stood up, stared at the bank manager with fierce eyes, and then walked over step by step.

"What do you want to do?"

"Let me tell you, this is a bank! If you dare to cause trouble here, you are dead!"

Seeing Yang Feng coming, the bank manager suddenly scolded with a livid face.

"I told you, beating my mother is unforgivable!"

Yang Feng walked towards the bank manager step by step with a cold face.

Seeing this, the bank manager suddenly panicked. He hurriedly shouted: "Here comes someone, stop him quickly!"

After giving the order, the two security guards immediately took out their electric batons and rushed towards Yang Feng.

boom!

boom!