It has nothing to do with money. chapter 2

“Do you have anything else?” Sarah asked half – angrily and half – mockingly. Who would have thought that the old man mumbled, “Yes, yes…” He felt around in his arms and really took out another certificate of deposit, also asking to change it to a three – month fixed – term deposit.

Sarah took the certificate of deposit and glanced at it. Wow! This one was even more exaggerated. There was only $300 on it. She couldn’t help but mutter, “Really, with only a few hundred dollars in total, why make such a big deal out of it? Why not just deposit them together? It’s really asking for trouble!” The old man was probably very hard – of – hearing and didn’t hear Sarah’s muttering. He took the newly – handled certificate of deposit with a satisfied smile on his face, as if it were $30,000 instead of $300!

Seeing that the old man didn’t leave, Sarah turned her face and stared at him angrily with wide – open eyes. The meaning was obvious: Do you have any more? The old man was not in a hurry. He carefully put away the certificate of deposit and then started to rummage in his trouser pocket, saying, “I’m old and can’t keep track of my certificates. I’ll do them one by one…” After rummaging around, he actually took out another certificate of deposit. Sarah almost popped her eyes out. This old man was like a magician. Who knew how many more certificates of deposit were in his pocket!

This certificate of deposit was even more astonishing, only $200! Sarah was so angry. Although it was the depositor’s right to deposit any amount of money, this was just too much. It was really a pain in the neck! She suppressed her anger and transferred this certificate of deposit.

At this time, the old man carefully put the newly – handled certificate of deposit into his inner pocket. God knows where he felt around, and he actually took out a passbook! Sarah couldn’t hold it in any longer. She jumped up from her seat, regardless of the bank’s staff regulations, and shouted angrily, “Hey, are you ever going to stop? Do you think this is fun? Are you—” The old man heard this time. His old face turned red with embarrassment, but he still whispered in defense, “It’s not about the amount of money. The bank has raised the interest rate, so of course, the way of managing finances should be changed—”

Sarah was so angry that she laughed instead. The total amount of the three passbooks was only $1,000, and he still had the nerve to talk about “financial management”?

Sarah was so hungry that her stomach was growling, and she had a lot of anger to vent. She snatched the passbook that the old man was about to take back from the trough and angrily threw it on the table. At that moment, she was stunned. The amount on the old man’s passbook was astonishing. There was a long string of zeros after a simple number… The old man still had that simple and honest smile on his face and said, “I want to deposit it for a six – month fixed – term!” In an instant, all of Sarah’s anger turned into uneasiness. The bank had a rule that quarreling with customers would result in disciplinary action. Especially if a big customer made a complaint, she might even be fired. Oh my god! What had she done?

Sarah forced herself to be extra careful and handled the business. She almost tremblingly handed the passbook to the old man…

In the afternoon, the long queue at the bank started to form after 2:00. Sarah was absent – mindedly having lunch in the back hall, still worried about what had happened at noon. At this time, her colleague, Lisa, came in and told her to go to the front desk quickly. Had the matter been exposed? Sarah walked to the front desk nervously. Her heart felt like it was being hit hard by a sledgehammer. The old man from noon was arguing red – faced with the branch manager, Mr. Johnson. Oh no, it was all over. She was going to lose her job… The old man saw Sarah and suddenly shouted, “It’s her! It’s her!” Sarah’s heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. She walked up to them step by step, waiting for the manager’s most severe criticism.

The old man handed the passbook to Sarah and said, “Miss, you made a mistake. I deposited $27,000, not $270,000!” Sarah’s head buzzed. “What?” She took the passbook with trembling hands and looked at it again and again. She really had made a mistake by an extra zero… Just as she was feeling dizzy, the conversation between the manager and the old man echoed in her ears: “Thank you so much!” “It’s not about the money, really not—”

Tears instantly blurred Sarah’s eyes.