A beautiful woman walked into a city bank carrying a suitcase.
A bank employee asked:
“Ma’am, are you here to make a deposit?”
“Yes,” she replied, “but since it’s a large amount, I’d like to meet the bank’s president for assurance.”
The employee led her to the president’s office.
“Ma’am, how much would you like to deposit?” the president asked.
“One million dollars,” the woman answered, placing the suitcase on the table.
After completing the deposit procedures, the president asked:
“May I ask what kind of business you do to earn such a large sum of money?”
“I make bets,” she replied.
“Bets? Could you be more specific?”
The woman smiled and looked him straight in the eye:
“For example, I’ll bet you $20,000 that your private parts are square. Do you dare to take the bet?”
“Why not? I’m sure I’ll win,” the president said confidently.
“Are you certain? Then tomorrow at 10 a.m., I’ll bring my lawyer as a witness. What do you think?”
“I agree. See you tomorrow,” the president said as he shook her hand and saw her out.
That night, standing in front of the bathroom mirror, he carefully examined himself to make sure everything was normal. Satisfied, he went to bed.
The next morning, he arrived at the bank early and checked again, just to be sure.
At exactly 10 a.m., the woman arrived at his office with a man. She introduced him as her lawyer and reminded the president of the $20,000 bet.
The president agreed, and they placed the bet. The woman then asked him to lower his pants so everyone could see. He did so.
She stared intently and then asked:
“May I touch to make sure?”
“Of course,” he replied confidently. “$20,000 is a lot of money—I want you to be certain.”
Suddenly, the president noticed the lawyer banging his head against the door with a miserable expression. He turned and asked:
“What’s wrong with him?”
“Oh, nothing,” the woman said calmly. “It’s just that yesterday, I bet him $100,000 that at 10 a.m. today, I’d be holding the city bank president’s private parts in my hand.”
