The Rich and Furious Son-in-law - Chapter 3
Chapter 3: Fifty-million-dollar Temporary Limit
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lumi did not give what Ryan said a second thought. “Whatever,” said Lumi as she did not believe that he could find a thirty-million investment.
Back then, he was just a guy who lay unconscious next to a garbage dump. It was the Mears family that paid for his high school and college fees. Her family had mobilized countless manpower to try to find out who Ryan was.
It was apparent that with the Mears family’s resources and influence, the Fletcher family was beyond their reach. After the Fletcher family banned Ryan, they had wiped his actual identity and given him a new one. All that people could find out about him was that—
he was an abandoned orphan!
…
After parting with Lumi, Ryan received Archer’s call. “Mr. Fletcher Jr., have you resolved the matter on your side? Are you okay?”
“I am fine. Mr. Morton, thank you for secretly protecting me over the years.” Ryan replied Archer on the phone.
Back then, when Ryan left the family, he was prohibited from contacting the family and using the family’s resources.
But his grandpa still secretly sent his confidant Archer to the southwest, secretly protecting Ryan in Saltband City.
Ryan did not know it at first. But after seeing the sudden rise of a company called Morton Corporation in Saltband City, he immediately put two and two together.
“Don’t mention it, Mr. Fletcher Jr. I am happy to see you safe and sound.” Archer then paused for a second over the phone. “By the way, Preston Parker of Falcon Security would like to invite you for dinner. Do you want to meet him?”
“Why not? Let’s gather all the people in the Southwest Contingent!” Ryan said, after hesitating for a moment.
The Fletcher family was the strongest family on earth. It had 36 contingents with 72 tributary families under its umbrella. The eight provinces were under the oversight of the Southwest Contingent.
Now that Ryan had returned to the family, he had to meet all the people to avoid getting hurt by friendly fire.
Archer sounded excited on the phone. “Great, Mr. Fletcher Jr. Thanks for being empathetic with us. I will make arrangements right away. 7.00 p.m., Hotel Imperial. How about I pick you up?”
Ryan shook his head. “No, I will go on my own.”
He must not go high-profile for the time being. After all, many people in the Fletcher family were monitoring him. “By the way, Mr. Morton, how much money do I have access to right now?”
“Mr. Fletcher Sr.’s instruction is that you have access to fifty billion dollars for now. As you gradually complete the assessment, the limit will gradually increase. Your fund has been transferred to the branch of Communal Bank in Saltband City. You only need to go to the bank to activate the fund, and then you can use it at will.”
Ryan nodded. Fifty billion dollars was enough for now.
“Please help me with two things, Mr. Morton. My wife’s company is facing a problem recently. Invest thirty million dollars in the name of my classmate. Send me your account number, and I will transfer the money to you later.”
“Okay, Mr. Fletcher Jr. This is simple. What about another one?”
Ryan looked back at the Royal Bar behind him, his mouth twitching. “Take over Royal Bar. And I still want to continue working here.”
“Understood.”
…
Half an hour later, in Communal Bank, Saltband City branch.
Ryan was waiting for his turn. As his name was called, he calmly said to the teller, “Hello, I would like to withdraw some money.”
“How much do you want to withdraw, sir?”
“Thirty-one million.”
Ryan looked calm, but the beauty behind the counter had a weird expression on her face. “Sir, is this joke? Saltband City Psychiatric Nursing Home is right across the street.”
She thought he was mentally ill.
Ryan was a little helpless. “Look, I am not joking with you. I will use a thumbprint.”
Huh?
Shirley, the teller behind the counter, was taken aback upon hearing what he said.
All ordinary customers used bank cards for deposits and withdrawals. Only the super-rich used iris and fingerprints for identification.
Shirley had not had a boyfriend for many years. She was looking for a rich guy. Finally, it seemed that she had struck gold this time. This was the opportunity she had been looking for.
“All right, sir. Please verify your fingerprint.” Shirley’s voice was so soft, as if her words were melting and flowing out of her mouth. As she operated the computer, she kept stealing glances at him—his good look was a bonus.
‘Verification successful.’
A prompt in the form of red text popped up on the computer screen. ‘Premier client. You have no access.’
‘What?’
As a supervisor, Shirley only had access to clients with a net worth of not over one billion dollars. Now that this man was a premier client, it meant his net worth was at least ten billion dollars.
She put up a professional smile on her face to hide her excitement. “Please come with me, Mr. Fletcher.”
…
In the private room of the Communal Bank, the branch manager Josh Motley explained to him in respect, “Mr. Fletcher, here is 2 billion dollars, here is 1 billion pounds, this is 2 billion Euro, and here are 120 boxes of bullions, each box containing twenty-one-kilo bullions.”
Despite looking at the dazzling array of cash and gold bars, he did not look excited. “Okay, let’s make things simple: transfer thirty million dollars to this bank account and one million dollars to the other debit card.”
“All right, sir.”
When he came out of the bank, Shirley chased after him. “Mr. Fletcher, I am sorry just now. May I invite you to dinner? This is my number.”
Even the blind could know what she thought, judging by her expression.
“It is OK.” Ryan returned a faint smile and left.
After resolving the financial crisis of Lumi’s company, he thought of what she had done for him for the past years and then murmured to himself. “Maybe I should buy her some dresses at Saltband Mall. She is giving all she has to the company and neglecting herself. It must be hard for her.”
He took a cab and went to Saltband Mall. After he had reached the third floor by taking the elevator, he saw someone he knew when he came to a jewelry shop.
‘Lumi? What is she doing here?’
From a distance, he could see Lumi arguing with a young man, “You’ve gone too far, Raymond! I have my eye on this bracelet first. Why did you take it from me?”
The young man in a blue shirt sounded triumphant. “I have gone too far? You have passed the reservation time. Why can’t I buy this bracelet now? Tomorrow is grandma’s birthday, only now that you are buying gifts? That shows you don’t have Grandma at heart.”
“You… you bootlicker!” Lumi’s chest was heaving in anger, but there was nothing she could do.
Raymond shook his thigh. “So what? Grandma likes me, not you! My dear sister, you are the president of the company, aren’t you rich? There is an eight-hundred-thousand-dollar earring pendant over there. Why are you fighting with me over a two-hundred-thousand-dollar bracelet?”
Ryan had at last figured out what it was all about. Lumi had reserved a bracelet, but she missed the pickup time. And now, the bracelet was preempted by Raymond.
Raymond Mears was a bootlicker rich kid who could accomplish nothing except dawdling about and sucking up to his grandma.
‘Eight hundred thousand dollars? I have it.’
Ryan quickly walked over, put his arm around Lumi’s wasp waist, and smiled at the sales assistant. “Eight hundred thousand dollars, right? Could you help me wrap it up? I will buy it!”
