The people in the bank looked at each other and were in a dilemma.

"I beg you, give our young lady another day. She's very tired. Don't force her any more. If you can't pay back your money tomorrow, it's not too late for you to seal it up again. " Zhang Ma asked.

"Well I can't be the master either. I'll give you a call to report. " The other side took out his cell phone and asked for instructions from his superior.

After hanging up, he said to anluoluo: "miss an, our president said that he and your father were good friends before they died