Ding-a-ling, da-la-la~
Gao Jing had just returned to his rented room. Before he could even step through the open door, the phone in his handbag started ringing.
He took it out and saw the caller ID on the screen: "Henghui VIP Service Hotline."
That was fast!
After thinking it over, Gao Jing answered the call.
"Hello, Mr. Gao Jing. I'm a VIP service specialist from Henghui Bank..."
The voice from the receiver was gentle and pleasant, speaking standard Mandarin with a faintly soft, lilting Wu dialect flavor that was exceptionally soothing to hear.
Gao Jing gave a few "mm-hmms" and "uh-huhs" as he chatted with her for several minutes.
In truth, the call had not contained much substance. The young lady from Henghui Bank mainly wanted to sell Gao Jing their wealth management services.
Although Gao Jing had not opened his private account at Henghui long ago, the 73 million he had transferred in today alone was enough for the old Hong Kong Island bank to place him on its list of priority clients.
However, Gao Jing had no interest whatsoever in Henghui Bank's so-called tailored wealth management plans.
His money simply did not need investing to preserve its value.
Besides, while the young lady from Henghui had a lovely voice and an exceedingly gentle manner—
Other than trying to sell him something, she showed little sincerity.
Not in the sense everyone understood, of course.
Rather, never mind the co-branded Centurion Card that had long lost much of its prestige—she had not even offered to arrange one of their own Earl Platinum Cards for Gao Jing.
Was she fishing with lures or what?
Of course, Gao Jing knew perfectly well that if he signed up for one of the plans she offered, he could still apply for a Centurion Black