Maybank

Why is there always a string of queues comprising of foreigners from all walks of life, that meanders all the way to the entrance door of malls at times?

I was seated nearby at North Point several years ago. The bank was previously dormant. I even thought it was closed. Suddenly, a queue began forming the moment the peak hour struck. It wasn't just any ordinary queue. It was long. Extremely long for a bank's standards. Anyone passing by will certainly think these people are queuing for Korean Pop concert tickets. I was definitely one of them. That thought crossed my mind and I was surged by an overwhelming rush of curiosity. Furthermore, why were they all foreigners? Finally, I approached the security guard nearby and questioned him. Apparently, they're all simply banking in their recently received cash. No tickets were involved. No tickets sold.