I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"How is that possible? 500 trillion Qingqiu Currency? Even the world's richest person doesn't have that much money, could there be a mistake?" Sister Bai couldn't believe her ears when she heard this, wasn't this utter nonsense?

"Sister Bai, could our bank's system be wrong?"

"That's even more unlikely. If the banking system could go wrong, we would have been finished long ago."

"Then take a look at this," the girl turned the computer screen toward Sister Bai.

"Seven... over seven hundred trillion?" Despite having worked in the bank for most of her life, Sister Bai couldn't help but show a panicked expression at the sight of such a staggering number.

Since the withdrawal frenzy that erupted out of nowhere yesterday, the people of Qingqiu Country had only taken a little over 100 trillion Qingqiu Currency from the banks. And here was this customer, with an account balance that was a whole seven times that figure—who wouldn't pee their pants?

"Is he... is he really going to withdraw 500 trillion?"

"Could there be any doubt? That customer said he's already at the bank's doorstep!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go receive him!"

For such customers, there is usually a dedicated team handling their affairs, with regular reports on the growth of their assets. But the owner of this account had been gone for too long. No team had managed the account for over twenty years.

Now that he had suddenly reappeared, everyone was thrown into a panic.

"What? 500 trillion? The No. 01 black card customer has come?"

At the news, the manager of Qingqiu Bank reacted almost exactly the same way as the girls. Everyone inside the bank knew that the bank's cash reserve simply couldn't cover such a sum!

This account had been dormant for over twenty years, and no one had expected it to resurface in such a way, let alone with such an enormous 'gift.'

"Prepare the VIP room immediately, you go inform the chairman, this is a matter of the utmost importance; it's beyond our capability to handle. I'll go welcome the guest!" The manager dashed toward the bank's entrance in a flurry.

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"Hong Yi, what do you think would happen to the economy of Qingqiu Country if I withdrew all this money?" Zhang Menglong said, full of anticipation.

"I'm not really sure how to estimate that, but if they want to give you that money, the country would definitely have to start the printing press, which would lead to severe inflation, and then those idiot economists can finally shut up."

"No, it still feels like something's missing," said Zhang Menglong, "Didn't that young lad say something about blossoming on both sides? We can't just bloom in Qingqiu Country. Find me a few small, lively ones; those that can make a splash. Empty their banks as well."

"Let's start with a dozen or so," said Zhang Menglong, "Forget about big nations like America, if they collapse, it would also have a butterfly effect on our Huaxia. As for those small countries that won't have much impact, hit them hard."
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"Alright, Mr. Zhang, you really do have a grand view of things," Hong Yi said with a laugh.

"No, I just want to save some fun for later. It's no fun if they all drop dead at once."

"Mr. Zhang, it looks like the bank's people are coming out," Hong Yi said.

A Qingqiu national in a suit rushed out of the building, his eyes scanning around until they finally settled on Zhang Menglong's Rolls-Royce. In his mind, the owner of the No. 01 black card had to possess such grandeur, right?

"Hello, may I ask if you are the number 01 black card customer who contacted us just now?" The person from Qingqiu Country deeply bowed to Zhang Menglong and his companions, almost reaching 90 degrees.

"Although I know it's their custom, their execution is quite impressive," Zhang Menglong remarked, "Hong Yi, I'm afraid I'll need you to act as my translator for a bit."

"That won't be necessary!" Ye Yin's voice rang in Zhang Menglong's ear, "Mr. Zhang, I am fluent in all the languages of the world. I will translate for you in your brain in real time. Just think the words you want to say, and I can control your muscles to speak through your own vocal organs synchronously."

"That awesome?" Zhang Menglong hadn't expected Ye Yin to possess such a magical ability.

"What did he just say?" Zhang Menglong wondered in his mind.

"He asked if you are the customer with the number 01 black card." Ye Yin's translation indeed directly appeared in Zhang Menglong's mind.

"Yes, that's me," Zhang Menglong was surprised, and as he thought this sentence, it seemed as though an electric current flowed through his body, and from Zhang Menglong's mouth, who was completely ignorant of the Qingqiu language, came a very standard Qingqiu phrase.

"Honored guest, allow me to introduce myself. I am the business manager of the head office of Qingqiu Bank, my name is Li Yubin."

"Oh, my name is Zhang Menglong," he said, "This is my assistant, Miss Hong Yi."

"Nice to meet you both," Li Yubin bowed deeply once more, suddenly feeling as though he had recently heard this name somewhere.

However, since this wasn't within the country, Zhang Menglong's fame was currently only within the international financial circle, and though Li Yubin was a bank employee, he only found the name somewhat familiar.

"Mr. Zhang, it's too cold outside, please head to the VIP room first. We can talk about your business afterward."

"Okay!" Zhang Menglong smiled slightly, knowing that this Li Yubin was probably stalling for time, but it was pointless. Even if he delayed for ten days and a half month, no money meant no money. Could the bank possibly recall all the money invested and loans issued in such a short amount of time?

Crossing the long queue, Zhang Menglong entered the bank through the VIP channel into a very lavish and atmospheric room where coffee and pastries had already been prepared.

"Mr. Zhang, Miss Hong, please have a seat."

Zhang Menglong sat down and casually crossed his legs, "Your bank's business seems to be doing very well, with people lining up in long queues."

Li Yubin inwardly chuckled bitterly. Where was the business going well? These people weren't here to deposit but to withdraw money.

"Haha, of course, our Qingqiu Bank is the largest bank in the entire Qingqiu Country, and our services are certainly comprehensive," Li Yubin remained outwardly firm, after all, Qingqiu Bank had its reputation to consider.

"That's good to hear. Seeing your bank's business running so smoothly, I don't have much to worry about," Zhang Menglong took a sip of coffee, "I believe the staff must have already told Manager Li, I am here to withdraw money today."

"Five... five hundred trillion Qingqiu Currency?" Li Yubin asked cautiously. Although he was aware that the chances of Zhang Menglong changing his mind were very slim, he still held onto a sliver of hope.

"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded, "500 trillion Qingqiu Currency, in cash."

"Mr. Zhang, what do you need so much money for?" Li Yubin struggled to suppress the collapse in his heart. If this sum of money were really taken out, their bank would be ruined. Not to mention anything else, the savers coming for their money could tear down the bank's building.

"Well..." Zhang Menglong pondered for a moment, "I plan to tile a piece of the Great Wall in our country!"