Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

Gu Xingyan's heart was moved.

I heard that a long time ago, some people would pledge their cars to banks in order to get free parking spaces.

Nowadays, those who take out loans are all big shots, and financial institutions will give high-end gifts and various gift cards to billionaires during festivals.

Ultimately, it's because it's profitable.

Take Gu Xingyan's loan for example. Including the additional 6 million yuan promised by the manager, the final amount is about billion yuan. If the annual interest rate is %, she will have to pay nearly million yuan in interest a year.

For the bank, this is definitely a huge income. For Gu Xingyan, paying the interest can save the cost of three plane clean-ups, which is also very cost-effective.

She still remembers that when she first came to the Plane Alliance, the repair service fee for roadside stalls was 998 million per time, which was frighteningly high.

In comparison, this is a welfare business prepared by a large bank, and there should be large professional institutions cooperating with it. She might not be able to make an appointment even if she goes alone.

Gu Xingyan sorted out her thoughts and changed her mind.

"Then I'll change it to a mortgage loan, get an extra 100 million, and give you three plane cares?"

The lobby manager's heart dropped to the ground, "Please wait a moment, I'll go find the president right away!"

He was very happy and ran out of the VIP room in a hurry. When he left, he did not forget to ask a clerk to come in, pour her tea and water and ask about her well-being.

After a while, the vice president of the branch came in person and brought an expert in assessing the value of the plane.

The vice president was smiling and wanted to complete all the procedures on the spot, for fear that Gu Xingyan would go back on her word.

Gu Xingyan had had this experience before, and she calmly cooperated with the expert evaluation and finalized the new loan amount and interest rate with the vice president.

Time flies and the process goes exceptionally smoothly.

When sending Gu Xingyan to the bank entrance, the lobby manager looked at her as if he was looking at a golden hen that lays golden eggs.

"We will transfer your loan to your account in batches, and all the funds will be transferred within a week." The lobby manager was cautious, for fear of scaring away this golden nugget.

"I believe in your efficiency." Gu Xingyan nodded with a smile, then turned and left.

After Gu Xingyan walked away, the junior clerk next to the lobby manager came over and whispered, "Was she trying to trick us just now?"

The lobby manager was in a good mood and didn't care about these things. "What does it matter if it's yin or yang? As long as I can make money, that's all!"

The two turned around and went back to the bank, just in time to run into Chengtang getting off work.

The lobby manager grabbed Chengtang and praised her to the skies, as if this big order was all thanks to Chengtang.

But as soon as he turned around, the lobby manager handed the props that sealed the pledged plane layer by layer to the clerk and said, "This project will be handed over to you from now on."

The clerk is at the same level as Chengtang, and feels very unbalanced.

Why do the nice words belong to Chengtang, the performance belongs to the manager, but the hard work belongs to her?

The lobby manager seemed to see through her thoughts, leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

"Chengtang submitted her resignation today. The president originally wanted her to be promoted, but the news has been suppressed.

"If you complete this task well and turn the store manager of that plane store into your VIP customer, I will help you get a promotion."

The clerk's eyes suddenly lit up, all his dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, and all kinds of nice words came out of his mouth without asking for anything in return.

When I thought about the work I was going to do, I took the opportunity to ask, "But where can I find a professional organization to take care of this plane?"

The lobby manager shook his head helplessly. Does he really need to teach someone such things?

He waved to the clerk, "Follow me."

After going through layers of inspection, they were required to take off all their equipment and life-saving props, leaving only one set of clothes. However, this made people who had long relied on various tools feel uncomfortable as if they were running naked.

Finally, the last gate of time and space slowly started to open.

“Oh my goodness…” The clerk covered his mouth.

The world before my eyes was like a huge beehive, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Countless metal safes, large and small, are neatly arranged and built into tall towers like Lego blocks.

People walking in it are like ants moving through a cold steel jungle.

The light from overhead shines down and reflects on the metal surface, making people dazzled.

"Is this your first time here?" The lobby manager raised his eyebrows proudly. "This can be said to be the safest place in the Plane Alliance, bar none."

The clerk swallowed and hugged the pledge tightly in his arms, "It's so spectacular!"

The lobby manager took her through a maze of safes and came to a peculiarly shaped building.

The building is completely transparent, and you can see staff in white uniforms busy operating various instruments inside.

"This is the pledge maintenance center." The lobby manager pushed open the door and a warm breeze blew in his face, mixed with the smell of disinfectant.

"Put the things on this table." The lobby manager pointed to a place.

The clerk stared at the table with wide eyes, wondering what kind of magical device it was, and carefully placed the props that sealed the plane on it.

Soon, a staff member came over, skillfully put a note on it, took the prop away, and placed it directly on the conveyor belt on the side.

The conveyor belt started slowly and disappeared into an entrance in the wall carrying the sealing prop.

"Okay, you can go now." The staff member said without even looking up.

"Is that all?" The clerk was stunned.

"What else?" The staff member looked up, a little puzzled. "There are still a lot of pledged items waiting in line ahead. We will clean them up and seal them up after disinfecting them."

The clerk opened his mouth, that is a medium-sized plane worth billions!

Just put it together with other things worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands?

Still have to queue?

The staff member seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled: "My colleague, don't worry, as long as you enter this secret place, your safety is absolutely guaranteed.

"Since nothing will go wrong, it doesn't matter how much they are worth."

"Just like express delivery, everything follows the process." The lobby manager made an analogy, pulled the clerk who was still in a daze, and turned away.

The clerk followed the lobby manager closely, looking back absentmindedly every few steps.

"Manager, didn't you say that we need to take care of the plane three times? So we just stored it like this?"

The lobby manager raised a finger and waved it in front of the clerk.

"It's happened once now."

The clerk's mouth opened into an O shape. "Does the virus disinfection count as one entry?!"

The lobby manager raised his eyebrows, a little impatient.

"Any questions? The equipment inside is professional, and the people there have more experience than you and me. Why go far away? When something really goes wrong, it won't be too late to find experts outside."

The clerk curled his lips and turned back again.

Just then, she saw the staff member who had just spoken to her, holding a machine similar to a hair dryer in his hand, blowing towards the Blazing Wasteland plane.

That is a priceless plane!

The fire lotus that contained an entire world had its petals fluttering in the wind.

The clerk touched his chest, and the little bit of conscience he had left ached slightly.

"Manager, I feel that the client agreed to continue the loan just for the nursing business. If there is anything wrong with that plane..."