Zhang Jingdong casually said: "Those 4 million plus aren't a problem, wherever it is saved doesn't matter, I'll take care of it tomorrow."
"But what's going on with your bank president? Is he trying to take advantage of you?"
Upon hearing this, An Lu's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
She was mainly worried that Zhang Jingdong would do something drastic because of her, especially since she still felt uneasy about the last incident with Liu Guokang.
Moreover, their bank president had administrative level authority, and it would be very dangerous if Zhang Jingdong got into a conflict with him.
So she hurriedly said: "No, not at all... he probably just felt that I didn't drink with him in front of everyone and made him lose face."
"Don't worry, as long as I complete the deposit goal this time, even though he is the bank president, he can't do much to me."
