Roel felt a little anxious while holding the pen. He chose to leave now because he learned that Memnon's freedom was restricted. This was an opportunity, a very rare opportunity. He must leave while Memnon has nothing to do with him. Otherwise, with that guy's character, he will definitely find a way to kill himself. He doesn't even plan to take back the money and wants to kill himself. .
Mr. Roel soon came to his senses. He quickly filled in his bank account number on the remittance form and signed his name - a fake name.
Since the guy who spent all day forging checks and other people's signatures was caught, all the major banks in the empire have started to rectify their policies, such as the policy of keeping accounts out of state. To put it simply, the account opened by the customer in the north and the extended services such as checks cannot be used in the south. You must apply for a temporary signature right to use the account within a specified time. This has greatly reduced the number of bad debts and inexplicable fake checks that appear in the bank's settlement at the end of the year, reducing the bank's losses.
In addition, the bank will also remind customers to update their signatures on file every once in a while. If they find that they have abnormal consumption records, they need to register with the bank immediately and report the case. This is why the bank now gives each customer a letter every week. Families who open accounts in the bank send a detailed reason. In this way, they pass their losses onto the users. If the customers do not register and call the police within the time period when the check fraud occurs, the losses will be borne by the customers.
As for anonymous accounts, they are not under monitoring, and in accordance with the policies and regulations jointly launched by the Imperial Bank and the Imperial Ministry of Finance, the customer is responsible for the losses suffered by anonymous accounts without real-name registration.
However, the results have been limited, because most anonymous account deposits and withdrawals use token matching, that is, the customer leaves a component similar to a building block in the bank, and holds a component in his hand, which can be pieced together to form a whole. , to be able to access. Or use a special fire seal, the bank keeps one, the customer keeps one, and the fire seal pattern is reconciled, etc. In short, banks and customers have many ways to ensure the safety of their property as much as possible without using real-name registration, but the Ministry of Finance's method does not work at all.
When Roel finished filling out his remittance form, he pulled out the necklace from his collar. There was a very delicate pendant at the bottom of the necklace. He had applied for a large-amount transfer operation and a temporary signature five days ago. Right, so the tokens he left in the west have been transferred to this bank he designated.
"A very beautiful dolphin." The bank staff couldn't help but praise. Mr. Roel's token was a... jumping? dolphin, like a semicircle. The texture of pure gold makes any woman instantly fall in love with this seventy-five-gram gadget when she sees it. Roel smiled and continued to remain silent. The bank staff put the remittance slip and the dolphin in his hands and stood up, "I need to check your token with the manager. You can come with me, or Sit here and wait." She pointed to the fully transparent glass studio in the middle of the bank hall, which is the manager's office so that he can monitor the work of the entire bank staff anytime and anywhere.
Roel took a look and shook his head. It was too conspicuous to enter that room. What he needed now was to keep a low profile. And sitting here, he can still see everything happening in that room, and he is not worried that the bank will lie to him. The credibility of the Imperial Central Bank is still guaranteed, otherwise it would not have become the largest economic monster in the Empire.
The staff member smiled again and walked into the pure glass office with the remittance slip. She also pointed to her desk. The manager who was working looked back and nodded to Roel with a smile. Look back.
"Are you sure this account is the one we are monitoring?" The day shift manager of the bank took out a document and checked it against the anonymous remittance account number on the remittance slip. He soon discovered that this was indeed the account number we were monitoring. A wanted surveillance account.
Every year, many similar accounts are generated and monitored by banks. These accounts are basically anonymous accounts, and they involve black money from gang transactions, or some unclear funds. When the two major departments of the Ministry of Defense and the Ministry of Finance are working together and Maggs is still standing behind them, the Reichs Central Bank must obey this request that does not involve principles.
"It does seem like this. You stabilize him first, and I will find a way to notify the investigation bureau." As the bank manager spoke, he calmly took out a small locked box from the drawer, and then he opened it with a key. This small box contains another dolphin made of pure gold. When he put the heads and tails of the two dolphins together, he could clearly feel the smooth bite after a period of resistance, which meant that the tokens were on target.
While signing, he said: "I looked at his application record and told him that he cannot make cross-border remittances when the temporary signing authority is less than a week. Then you can think of a way and just delay for ten minutes.", after finishing speaking. He handed the money order in his hand and Mr. Roel's little dolphin back to the staff, and looked up at him, "Hold him, and you can get a two-dollar salary increase starting from this month."
A sweet smile immediately appeared on the girl's face, "Just watch, I can keep him here for half an hour!"
When the girl walked out of the office and returned to her desk, the smile on her face became a little troubled. After she sat down, she said with an embarrassed smile: "Sir, your application for signature rights is only for five days. ?"
Roel was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I applied for signing rights with your branch here five days ago. Is there anything wrong?"
The girl immediately explained, "Sir, according to the regulations of the Imperial Bank and the three major federal banks, all cross-border inter-bank remittances need to be reported one week in advance. Although your procedures have been verified, the manager told me this The application must be postponed for two days. You will have to come again with your token after two days to transfer the money to your designated federal account.”
Roel never thought that something like this would happen again. He had already booked a boat ticket for the evening. By this time tomorrow, he would be almost floating on the sea. He didn't have so much time to spend here. This is not as simple as rebooking a ticket. He did not use a fake passport and name, he used real materials. This means that the information that he wants to leave the country has been included in the Imperial Customs data. Once Memnon's people find out about this news, they will most likely be waiting for him to arrive at the major ports.
Now he was traveling on a time difference. He had booked the ticket before coming here and left by boat immediately after the remittance was completed. Even if the people in Memnon knew that he was leaving the country, they might not be able to catch him in time.
"Can't you think of a way?" Roel took off his wide-brimmed sunglasses, revealing his entire face, "I'm going to take a boat to the Federation in the afternoon, and the itinerary has been planned. I can't be here. I stayed too long. Is there any way to compromise?" As he spoke, he put a hand on the girl's hand. When the girl was about to take her hand back politely, she felt something on the back of her hand. It feels a little uncomfortable.
She has been working in a bank for so long, so she may not be very familiar with anything else, but she dares to say that she knows the taste and texture of money very well. What was pressed between the back of her hand and the palm of this man's hand was money!
This is a good opportunity, I'm not asking for some bribe, I'm just trying to stall him!
The girl calmly turned her hand over, and the roll of money held by Mr. Roel fell into the girl's hand. From the width and texture of the roll, she could feel that it was twenty The thickness of the Yuan denomination banknotes is about 0.45 centimeters. If she felt it right, there are at least 800 yuan here! Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and a fierce "battle" was going on in her mind.
"Tell him the truth and let him leave quickly, so that the money in your hand can be put into your own pocket, and no one knows!" A little devil waving bat wings and covered in black smoke said in the dark The soft whispers in the shadows seduced her soul.
But on the other side of the brain, an angel with white wings was bathed in golden holy light. She had a holy look on her face, "How could you do this? This man may be a very terrible terrorist, even if he is not, Your behavior is also very wrong. You should return the money to him and hold him back as long as possible. "
The little devil suddenly waved the steel fork and became furious, "Oh, for your hypocritical justice, do you give up 800 yuan and choose a salary increase of 2 yuan? Do you want to take 400 months to make up for this loss? This is almost Thirty-five years! Think about it, you didn’t buy any clothes last year. By the way, didn’t you want a gold necklace? This is a good opportunity..."
Without saying anything, the little angel rolled up his sleeves and rushed towards the little devil. The two guys started fighting in the girl's brain, and the fight was a mess.
At this moment, the girl intervened in the battle. She said one word to the two little guys, which immediately calmed down the dispute.
she says:
roll!
The girl just paused for about a second, pursed her lips, and quickly put the money into her pocket. She picked up the remittance slip and stood up, "I can only promise that I will try my best, but I can't guarantee the result. Please stay here for a while.”
Roel breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Thank you very much!"
(End of chapter)