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In the box of the VIP service area of ​​the Imperial Dracula Bank, Ive has been staying for 40 minutes, but his matter still cannot be resolved.

"Ma'am, I do my best to pay taxes for the empire every year, and I have always cooperated closely with your bank, but now we have to waste time on a trivial matter." Ive maintained the image of a gentleman, with a modest smile and a personable demeanor.

"It's just a loan, it's not difficult."

The bank clerk shrank her neck, apparently taken aback by Ive's aura, she hesitated to explain, but didn't know how to speak.

"Mr. Akat, although you have no bad credit record and are a VIP of our bank, but... your loan application has been rejected..."

Eve's smile was unmoved, and she looked straight at the bank staff, not so much being polite as she was silently blaming a fool.

"That, that, how about it, I'll ask my supervisor to come over and talk to you." The clerk stood up tremblingly, for fear of saying the wrong thing again, the people who can sit in the VIP box are all famous, she can't afford to offend .

Eve nodded, eyelids drooping.

The newly replaced bank supervisor rushed into the room like a rocket with its butt on fire. He looked at his watch repeatedly, and his footsteps sounded like clockwork. 'Time is money' He embodies it perfectly.After seeing Yves, the manager didn't hide the frowning of his brows, and even omitted the polite words, and got straight to the point.

"Mr. Akat, we really can't provide you with services. Even if you stay here until dawn, it won't help. The failure of the loan review is not a problem with your credit and industry, but with the evaluation of your background. Your "birth" 'Without a guarantor, I applied several times and the result was the same."

……

No matter how straight Ive's back was, the fingers hidden under the table were still stunned.The atmosphere of stalemate before seemed to be punctured by this remark. Yves stared at the other side of the table, the elegance reserved in the past turned into a cold barrier, isolating all the same kind.He felt suffocated and wanted to leave immediately, but he was still making the last effort.

"It's just a loan. I think my customer rating at the bank is at least A. Isn't that a guarantee?" A little room for negotiation.

The bank manager kept looking at his watch, and he cared more about ending the conversation as soon as possible. Maybe he would care more about the other client's feelings, but the coffin designer Yves Acate, at least after seeing the loan rejection assessment, the blood family Li's sense of superiority bred a hint of arrogance in the manager.

Among blood clans, wealth and status are important status symbols. Wealth can make up for the lack of status, but when the wealth is in trouble, the barely supported status is like a joke.

"I'm also very sorry. The imperial decree clearly stipulates that without a guarantor, we cannot provide loans to people with low status...ah, it should be said that the status evaluation has not met the standard." The last point of professional ethics makes He didn't speak so harshly as he said.

"Can't all my brilliance offset this?" Ive made an emotionless voice like a machine.

"Yes, strictly speaking, you are not only ineligible for your status, but you were also 'drawn' to stay in the empire, which belongs to the gray area. Not only us, but also other institutions cannot provide you with loan services. If you If you find it unreasonable, you can make suggestions for improvement to the relevant departments of the empire, and I believe there will be improvements in the next 100 years."

boom!

The back of the chair slapped straight on the ground, the sound forcibly ended the manager's words, and Yves stood up, his pale face made his elegance disappear, more like a child who had nowhere to vent his fear and anger.

Since the conversation has no opening remarks, there is no need for Yves to say any concluding remarks.He tried his best to slow down his pace, but he still collided with a gentleman because the movement of going out was too rough.His chin hit the opponent's shoulder, and the opponent didn't fall back due to the impact, but Yves took a few steps back in shock and covered his chin.

damn it!Eve cursed in his heart, he has no intention of apologizing to anyone now!

"Are you not injured?" The other party was very polite. He was hit by a rude young man just after arriving at the bank. He looked like a homeless man who had been kicked out. His face was not good-looking at all.

Eve also noticed that the other party was a tall and thin vampire, and the windbreaker covered his thin body, which was very elegant.His face is thin and long, his eyes are slender but very energetic, he is majestic and dignified, with his own majesty, and an aura rushes towards him in an instant.

"I'm sorry." He snorted and said, not sure if the man heard it, but the bank manager behind him chased him out, and the one who just arrived was his real client.

"Mr. Hugo! I'm so glad to meet you, you are still so noble, I am willing to serve you with every hair." Ignoring Ive's existence, the manager bowed affectionately, "Let's talk about your investment plan for this year Bar!"

The vampire named Hugo didn't care about Ive, and they entered the VIP box together.

The moment he walked out of the bank gate, Eve felt as if the whole world had abandoned him.

……

"Let's go, the next one."

He slammed the car door loudly and ordered the driver.

Reid picked up a long list of banks and counted the next one they should go to. They have not stopped since they set off. Reid knew that it was inappropriate to speak now, so he still wanted to remind Eve.

"Should we continue to ask?" Having been rejected by so many banks, the conclusion is obvious that this road will not work, but Yves is like a demon, visiting one by one and being rejected by one by one.

"Go!" Eve seemed to be having an anxiety attack, his speech became very fast, and his teeth were grinding.

"The next one! They will definitely agree! I once had dinner with the president, he also watched my coffin show, his daughter likes me very much, it must be fine! What is that shit restriction! I can Getting money from the bank in a fair way!"

Once it starts, it can’t stop. Yves keeps talking about the loan and his contribution to the empire. With the glory of the past, but not sought after by the times.The situation got so bad that Red pulled over to the side of the road.

"Why stop! We have to stop them before get off work!" Ive patted the car seat.

Reid sighed, and put a hand on his shoulder, "You know, no matter how many banks you go to, the result is the same, let's think of another way."

"No! They can't do this to me!" Ive's voice was dry and hoarse, almost bleeding.

"You don't need to be obsessed with your birth, you..." Red tried to persuade him, but was interrupted.

"I don't need your evaluation, humble human being!" His eyes became cloudy, and a vein popped up on his neck, "Poor thing with a lifespan of only a few decades, the nights I have seen are worse than your days combined Too many, it's not your turn to reason with me."

The conversation could no longer continue, Reid stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove fast, even if he arrived before the bank got off work, so what?

……

Yves and Mr. Li Min agreed on a three-day deadline. After three days, the investor's bankruptcy will implicate them. At that time, it is inevitable that the wall will collapse and everyone will push back.

The first day was in vain, 'rejection' ravaged Eve's heart like a curse, and when he returned home, Neil's appearance made the situation worse.

There is also a problem with Neil. He has a dark history of economic crimes, and the empire will not lend money to guys with criminal records.A piece of bad news is as entangled as a devil with a clown face, and the glory seems to be turned into smoke. Tomorrow may face a reshuffle of the company, career, and destiny.

The three big men were sitting in the room, Eve was silent, Neil was surrounded by smoke, Red was flipping through the newspaper, they were all immersed in their own world.

"Yves, cheer up." Neil encouraged his morale, although he looked the most like a decadent and hopeless uncle when he smoked.

"Cheer up? Are you kidding? Look at what we look like now." Ive stood up suddenly, and he looked around the room. "A smoker with a previous record of economic crimes, a homeless human with amnesia, and a Lowly useless designer. What future do we have? I'm afraid even Satan won't bother to talk to us!"

Eve massaged her forehead and walked towards her coffin, needing to be quiet for a while.

Neil tried to say something more but was rejected. He climbed into the coffin, closed the lid, and there was a crisp sound from inside, and it was locked from the inside.

Eve quit the conversation first, and now only Neil and Red are left in the room. They are not familiar with each other, let alone friendly.

The silence was quickly broken, and it was Red who spoke first, which surprised Neil.

"Sir, my question may be a bit presumptuous." Reid kept a politeness, he put down the newspaper and approached Neil, "About Mr. Arkart's background, was he in the 'Vampire Population Control Project' before? "

Neil turned his head away, he didn't like this topic, but the current situation is very bad, it's not the time to talk about personal grievances, he signaled to change the place to talk.

They didn't need to lower their voices when they changed rooms. Neil asked back, "You humans also know about that plan?"

"Yes, there have been related reports in the human world."

"Then it's no secret." Neil spread his hands and looked towards Ive's room, his expression became melancholy. "The 'vampire population control plan' is a selfish and willful idea." He sighed with emotion in a low voice, " Yves slept in that plan for almost 100 years."

"Then he was drawn to wake up..." Reid hesitated to speak.

Neil grew gloomy, he hated the idea of ​​it.

In Red's memory, there is a piece of information about the modern history of vampires. After the war between vampires and humans, due to the reduction of blood sources and the lack of resources, vampires implemented a "population control plan" to seal those vampires with low comprehensive ratings and let them Long sleep, in fact, the sealed vampires are equal to the clansmen abandoned by the empire, they are not eligible to enjoy the most basic treatment, this state has continued until today.

The empire gradually grew, during which there were several election shows. In the care action for the "vulnerable groups", the sleeping vampire woke up in the form of a lottery. Yves was the lucky one who won the big prize, but good luck is only limited to show During the period, after being completely used, he became a joke, which was equivalent to being given away for nothing.

Red now fully understands the difference between Ive's ability and most vampires. He is inferior, but he has the arrogance to prop up his face. When the "arrogance" collapsed, he became hysterical just like before.

"If you provoke Eve with this matter, I will definitely kill you." Neil said, there is no need to question, he will do what he says.

"I swear, absolutely not, Yves is amazing." Reid said righteously, from an outdated product to the current chief designer, he deserves respect no matter what.

Neil sighed, the shape of the smoke ring became more and more weird, he gave Reid a blank look, maybe he wanted to talk to someone too much, he pretended to be talking to himself.

"For decades, Yves has been very contradictory. He has to be sensitive while showing indifference. He must be sensitive because he must have design creativity, imagination, and a full sense of the world. His vision and ideas are distorted into the aesthetics of many people to design, but he must maintain an indifferent attitude, not to be hurt by past experiences, not to be driven crazy by worldly vision.”

Neil was breathing like he was about to fall asleep, talking in his sleep, but he had to.

"For Yves' experience, the shadow in his heart is always expanding. For a sensitive artist, the damage of this world to him is far greater than its beauty."

……

Red crumpled the newspaper until Neal had smoked a box of bloodbaws.

"Sir, I thought of a way, maybe I can help Eve." Reid said.

"Oh?" Neil raised his eyelids.

"tell me the story."