I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2538 - 2539: Speechless Liang Ruoxu

"I’m a bit puzzled myself, if he really has that much money, wouldn’t he send someone else to handle this?"

"What do you think? What if he really buys all the commemorative coins?"

"Let’s wait and see, it seems unlikely though."

The others were unsure, waiting for the lobby manager to return after setting up the account.

In just a few minutes, the lobby manager came back, holding Lin Yi’s ID card.

At the same time, there was a middle-aged man accompanying him. They walked quickly, as if something urgent had come up, finally stopping in front of Lin Yi and Liang Ruoxu.

"Hello, are you Director Lin from Lingyun Group?"

The middle-aged man reached out and warmly shook hands with Lin Yi.

Both Lin Yi and Liang Ruoxu were caught off guard and asked, looking at the man:

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The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief.

"Hello, Director Lin. My name is Mao Jianyou, I’m the bank director. Your Lingyun Group has opened an account at our branch here in Yanjing."

Lin Yi had known about the group having branch offices but had never been involved. He hadn’t expected them to open an account here.

"Well, what a coincidence," Lin Yi said with a smile:

"We’re here today to buy some commemorative coins. I’ll deposit some money first, and I want to buy the rest of what you have."

"Since we’re all on the same side, there’s no need to deposit the money; you are already eligible to make a purchase."

"Great, that makes it easier. Help me calculate how much it’ll cost."

Mao Jianyou glanced at the lobby manager, "Little Sun, go handle this, and prepare the remaining commemorative coins."

"Director, I’ve already had it arranged earlier. They are 388 per set, and there are 32 sets remaining, totaling 12,416."

Under normal circumstances, Mao Jianyou wouldn’t collect money from Lin Yi.

But with so many people watching, rules had to be followed.

It wasn’t worth being reported for such a small amount.

The bank acted swiftly, quickly preparing the commemorative coins Lin Yi requested.

After scanning the payment, Lin Yi exchanged a few pleasantries with Mao Jianyou before leaving with Liang Ruoxu.

However, the elderly folks lining up behind weren’t happy.

"What’s going on with your bank? Selling all the commemorative coins to him and leaving none for us is just ridiculous!"

"We follow procedures here. If you’re unhappy, there’s nothing we can do."

Mao Jianyou ignored their unreasonable complaints, responded coldly, and left. The remaining mess was handed off to the lobby manager.

"We waited in line so long and got nothing. Shouldn’t you give us an explanation?"

"I can’t do anything about it. Telling me this isn’t helpful." The lobby manager said helplessly:

"I’m just an employee; I have no control over such matters."

"I don’t care. You must resolve this for us." The middle-aged woman with dyed yellow hair demanded:

"If we can’t buy the coins today, we’ll withdraw all our money!"

"Exactly, if we don’t get the commemorative coins, we’ll take our money elsewhere!" The others echoed.

"These commemorative coins are limited to 66. There are none left now. If you want to withdraw your money, I can only assist with the withdrawal procedure."

Seeing the lobby manager’s firm stance, the twenty-something people in line hadn’t expected the bank to be so unwavering.

"Young man, think carefully. If we all withdraw our money, it’s bound to have a significant impact on your bank’s business."

"If that’s how you’re thinking, let me be honest with you."

The lobby manager said:

"The gentleman you just argued with is the chairman of Lingyun Group in Zhong Hai, with a personal fortune of several billion. Just a casual hint of generosity from him would be enough to cover our bank’s entire annual performance. Consider this carefully before saying anything else."

"Several billion..."

Upon hearing this, the people were dumbfounded.

The richest man in China isn’t even much better off than this...

Once they understood the reality of the situation, the queue of elders left in disappointment and embarrassment, feeling the sting of their own foolishness and shame.

...

After leaving the bank, Lin Yi and Liang Ruoxu headed to the photography studio they’d booked in advance.

The studio’s decor was refreshing, spacious, and tastefully simple, with attention to detail everywhere.

This place was recommended by Qiu Yuluo, known in their circle as the go-to photographer for wedding photos.

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

The photographer was a slightly overweight middle-aged man in his forties, wearing black-framed glasses and a literary style.

"Apologies for the delay this morning."

"No problem," Lin Yi said. "I know Little Qiu, we’re all friends here. No need for formalities." The photographer smiled:

"Do you have any specific ideas for your wedding photos? You can let me know."

The photographer didn’t know much about Qiu Yuluo’s background but was aware she was an exceptional second-generation figure.

This was why he treated Lin Yi with great courtesy.

Even if his schedule had been disrupted all day, he didn’t show a trace of discomfort.

He understood clearly that people like Lin Yi were beyond his capacity to provoke.

Looking at the Richard Miller watch on Lin Yi’s wrist—it was something he couldn’t afford even if he never ate or drank for his entire life.

"I don’t have anything specific, just something simple since it’s for documentation. You’re the professional, so I’ll leave it to you."

"Considering your partner’s circumstances, let’s keep things simple today with a few poses to avoid overexertion. If you want to take more photos later, you can come back, and I’ll help you plan thoroughly."

"No problem."

Lin Yi and Liang Ruoxu changed into white shirts from the studio, and the makeup artist applied simple makeup.

Thanks to their natural good looks, the makeup process took only about ten minutes, and the results were stunning.

"Just do her makeup like this. I think it looks great—exactly this style."

Beside Liang Ruoxu sat another woman who seemed to be there for an ID photo.

The makeup artist was dumbfounded.

She’s pregnant and still fifty pounds lighter than you. The foundation’s totally different—how am I supposed to recreate that?!

Once makeup was done and clothes were changed, the pair seated themselves in front of the backdrop.

Liang Ruoxu’s heartbeat quickened. She couldn’t quite explain her feelings.

Nervousness, excitement, uneasiness, anticipation...

Every emotion converged at this moment. Liang Ruoxu didn’t know how to express it.

But she was certain—she was very willing.

"Alright, you two, look at me and smile."

The photographer held his camera, and with a "click," he captured a freeze-frame of their moment together.

"That should be it, right?" Liang Ruoxu stood up, ready to change out of her outfit.

"What do you mean done?" Lin Yi said. "What kind of wedding photos are shot like this?"

"Hmm?" Liang Ruoxu was taken aback. "Isn’t this how wedding photos are usually taken?"

"You’re sitting there stiff as a board, lifeless. There’s no vibe at all. You need to lean towards me, tilt your head a bit, make it sweeter." Lin Yi looked at Liang Ruoxu:

"With that expression of yours, it’s like you’re a child bride from my family. What’s up with that? Do you not want to marry me or something?"