Chapter 9 - .9 The bank
Jason had barely stepped out of the car when another sleek black vehicle pulled up behind him. The unmistakable sharp click of the door opening was followed by a familiar, steady voice.
"You had a good time tracking me," Jason asked without turning.
"Good morning, Young Master Yun," replied Director Han, unbothered by the accusation.
"I think we need a private meeting. Just five minutes of your time."
Jason raised a brow. "As you can see, I’m a bit busy."
"Then I’ll make it four minutes," Director Han said with a slight smile, masking the urgency in his eyes.
Jason said nothing, merely nodded, and walked toward the entrance of the bank. Director Han followed close behind.
Inside, an employee spotted Jason and rushed forward, nearly tripping over herself.
"Good morning, Young Master Jason. Good morning, Director Han. How may I assist you today?"
Jason pulled out his platinum card. "I’d like to make a withdrawal. Three million. In cash."
The woman blinked. "Of course. Right away. Would you like a private room prepared?"