I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Tile the Great Wall with ceramics?" Li Yubin nearly stumbled over his words.

Although not a Huaxia person, who hasn't heard of the Great Wall, one of the world-famous landmarks? Let alone the enormity of the engineering work and the cost involved, would the Cultural Heritage Bureau even allow it?

"Mr. Zhang, you must be joking. The Great Wall is a cultural relic; how could you tile it with ceramics?"

"Oh, right," Zhang Menglong stroked his chin, "then how about installing an elevator on Mount Everest? If that's not possible, how about adding a gold trim to the equator or installing a railing in the Pacific Ocean? What do you think about these? Aren't they all great projects that would benefit all of humanity?"

After hearing Zhang Menglong's several plans, Li Yubin was completely flabbergasted. Were these things even humanly possible? This was no longer just a case of having too much money with nothing to spend it on, this was outright lunacy!

Suddenly, Li Yubin understood. This Huaxia client named Zhang Menglong wasn't trying to withdraw this sum for any investment or consumption purpose; he wanted the money out for no reason at all, and those ostentatious plans were just excuses.

"Manager Li, could it be that the bank doesn't have this money?" asked Zhang Menglong.

"Mr. Zhang must be joking, how could that be possible?" responded Li Yubin with a smile. "But Mr. Zhang, have you considered how heavy 500 trillion Qingqiu Currency would be? Whatever you intend to use it for, it's really quite inconvenient. You could simply have your investment partner or recipient open an account with us at Qingqiu Bank and transfer the money directly, to avoid the hassle."

"That won't do!" said Zhang Menglong, "My investment partner is a friend of mine who has a quirk. He doesn't like digital currency and bank transfers, he prefers cash!"

"How could there be such a person?" Li Yubin simply couldn't believe it. Zhang Menglong was clearly making up a fictional friend!

"This person always feels that banks are not safe. If one day the bank suddenly goes bankrupt, wouldn't his money just evaporate? That's why he likes dealing in cash."

Zhang Menglong rambled on, his story getting more far-fetched, "My friend is really wealthy. Every day he wakes up in a bed that's hundreds of square meters, walks through corridors a few kilometers long, and he has to drive for five minutes just to use the bathroom. One night, too lazy to go to the toilet, he just wet his pants. Isn't that funny?"

"Hahaha, funny... funny..." Li Yubin chuckled awkwardly along with Zhang Menglong.

That's a bunch of nonsense. Owning a home where it takes hours to drive to the bathroom, what do you think you are, old Dubai?

"Alright, you go prepare the money for me, I'll wait here!" Zhang Menglong casually tossed the black card onto the table. This particular black card was an older model from over twenty years ago, but it represented not just wealth, but also history and background.

"Mr... Mr. Zhang..." Manager Li picked up the card, trembling. It wasn't that he didn't want to give Zhang Menglong the money; it was that he simply couldn't.

"Knock knock knock!" A series of knocks sounded at the door.

"Come in." As Manager Li was in a state of agitation, someone entered the VIP reception room, providing him with an outlet for his frustration.

"President?" Manager Li didn't expect the matter to directly alarm the president of Qingqiu Bank! Find your next adventure on empire

To deal with the sudden event of deposit withdrawals, Piao Guanzhi had not slept all night. In the morning, several branch managers informed him that the trend was slowing down. As the bank moved large sums of cash to support the branches and meet the withdrawal requests of customers, the situation was starting to improve.

The matter was actually quite simple: as long as the customers believed the bank had the money and could withdraw it at any time, the matter would soon be settled. They spared no expense in moving money just to make the customers believe in their financial strength.

After exhausting almost one-third of their cash reserves, there was a noticeable effect at last.

But before Piao Guanzhi could catch his breath, he received a bolt from the blue: someone wanted to withdraw 500 trillion in cash, and it was from the most mysterious account no. 01!

He still remembered that when the former head of the bank had retired, he had warned him that anyone at the bank could be offended, but the owner of the account number 01 must never be crossed.

Piao Guanzhi had always been clueless about what that meant, but now he understood because that person could completely decide the life or death of this bank!

"President, you're finally here!" Li Yubin stood up, "President, this is the owner of account number 01, Huaxia's Mr. Zhang Menglong."

"You are Zhang Menglong?" Yesterday, Piao Guanzhi had mentioned this man to his female secretary, as if the heavens were joking with him. Today, he actually met Zhang Menglong, and this young man, who he had called a "seeker of cheap popularity," was the owner of account number 01!

"It seems that Mr. Piao... oh, I mean, President Piao knows me?" Zhang Menglong began to smile, "I imagine President Piao must pay close attention to international affairs, especially in the financial sector."

"Heh, I know just a little," Piao Guanzhi chuckled.

"Is that so?" said Zhang Menglong, "Then, to President Piao, I am not the kind of person who seeks cheap popularity, as those economists from your country describe?"

Zhang Menglong's question was extremely pointed, leaving Piao Guanzhi at a loss for words for a moment.

"He... he's not here to withdraw money, he's here to cause trouble!" To hold the position of president, Piao Guanzhi's abilities were not limited to libido alone; he also possessed a very sharp mind.

"These idiots! What on earth did they do?" He had been somewhat grateful to those economists at first—their fabricated "economic models" had suddenly increased the bank's savings substantially.

But today, they had to cough up everything with interest! Zhang Menglong had come to seek vengeance in Qingqiu Country!

"Mr. Zhang, those people were just slinging mud, why bother stooping to their level?" Piao Guanzhi started to force a bitter smile, seeing the true nature of this situation in full clarity.

"Oh, as you can see, I'm just a kid barely over 20 years old. Didn't your parents teach you to never mess with a troublemaker?" Zhang Menglong knew that Piao Guanzhi had figured out his purpose and there was no need to keep playing dumb.

"I hear the economic crisis back then was caused by an experiment with your country's economic model, which seems quite impressive. I'd like to broaden my horizons and see just how powerful this economic model really is, so withdrawing this money shouldn't impact your country's economy, right?"

"He's serious!" Piao Guanzhi's heart rate began to speed up. He remembered Zhang Menglong had once said, "I hear you don't believe."

The meaning behind those words sounded like he was gearing up to cause another economic storm. But after several days of silence, many people thought he was just full of hot air, unable to back up his claims. Little did they know he had actually come to Qingqiu Country.

"Enough talk, let's withdraw the money!" Zhang Menglong said, "The bank won't have trouble producing the funds, will it?"

Piao Guanzhi clenched his teeth. As the bank's president, if the bank ran into trouble and impacted the country's economy, he would go to jail!

"Manager Li, go and find President Quan, President Dong," Piao Guanzhi was well aware that their bank was absolutely unable to produce such a sum. But if Zhang Menglong really wanted to withdraw the money, he had to provide it; that was the obligation of the bank.

Now, the only solution was to pool cash from other banks. This was no longer an issue for a single bank, but a matter concerning the economic stability of the entire Qingqiu Country.

"No need to trouble yourself," Zhang Menglong tossed several more bank cards onto the table.

"This..." Piao Guanzhi's pupils dilated several times in size. Each of these cards was a black card from several other banks in Qingqiu Country and, moreover, the sequence numbers on the black cards were all "1"!