What Fanny found was a cab, a small carriage that the driver drove behind the carriage.
After An Ning got into the car, Fanny also followed the car and closed the door.
An Ning: "Does the coachman know where he is going?"
"You only ordered the nearest bank, so I told him. Or do you want to specify a bank?" Fanny asked.
"No, any bank will do." An Ning paused and then said, "It's best to be a more reliable bank. I mean one that won't go bankrupt easily."
"In this case, I personally recommend Tellsons Bank. It is a British bank headquartered in London and has a branch in Paris. Many nobles' money is stored in it." Fanny replied.
An Ning: "A British bank? Why would French nobles deposit their money in a British bank?"
"Of course it's because of the recent rumors that His Majesty the King is going bankrupt and may increase taxes." Fanny replied.
An Ning raised her eyebrows: "As a maid, you know a lot..."
"Every Parisian is talking about this. You only need to listen to the gentlemen's high-pitched talks in the square of the Royal Palace to know it." The maid paused and then said, "What's more, most of these contents are about the Duke.
Concocted by Your Excellency."
An Ning said "Oh", and he already understood what was going on. Tolestel, Duke of Orleans, opened his aristocratic territory to Paris citizens, making the Palais Royal a center of public opinion for Paris citizens, and then spread various
Unfavorable news for the king.
The Duke probably had no idea what kind of giant fire he was adding fuel to.
Fanny: "Should we go to the bank's branch in Paris instead?"
An Ning hesitated for a moment. As a person who knew the future direction, putting his money in a safer British bank seemed to be a natural choice.
But the question is, when Britain becomes a member of the anti-French alliance in the future, as a Frenchman - a Frenchman who is inclined to revolution, will he be able to get his own small money from this bank?
An Ning thought about it and decided that it would be better to go to a local bank.
Although there is a risk that the banker will be guillotined in the future, as long as you operate better, you should be able to take out the money before then.
An Ning: "No, as a Frenchman, I don't trust the British very much."
Fanny: "That's right. I heard that you are from Caen. Shouldn't people in Normandy have a better impression of the British?"
An Ning: "This is prejudice. The Norman Conquest was more than seven hundred years ago, and the British occupied Normandy three to four hundred years ago. We are French people with established roots."
The maid stared at An Ning for a few seconds, then exclaimed: "It's just like the lady said, you are a bit weird."
An Ning: "Ah?"
"The lady said that you are the son of a cobbler, but you speak fluent German and don't have that rude accent in French. And just now, you fluently talked about the history of the Normandy region. This is not something you can learn in Sunday school.
Something that arrived, right?”
An Ning thought to herself, good guy, so you are assessing me on behalf of your lady?
He hurriedly added: "The Sunday school priest likes to tell us children historical allusions. It is quite interesting to listen to them as stories."
Fanny was speechless: "It's the priest's interest... which makes sense."
An Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn, in this day and age, being too knowledgeable as a cobbler's son would arouse suspicion.
Fanny asked again: "What money are you going to deposit in the bank? Since you are just looking for a bank, you shouldn't be withdrawing the money you previously deposited in the bank, right?"
An Ning paused again. It was hard to answer this question if he thought about it carefully. If he later took out a large bag of coins from the bank under the watch of the little maid, the explanation would be unclear.
So An Ning said: "While escorting the princess to escape from the battlefield, I defeated a robbing gangster, took some loot, and exchanged it for money with a merchant on the way back to France."
"Is that so? I just chatted with the lady while she was taking a bath, and she never mentioned such a thing at all."
"I carried the money she exchanged on my back. In fact, I also took several crowns of silver coins from the lady, and also found a merchant to exchange them for more convenient copper coins."
Fanny curled her lips: "That's it."
At this time, the taxi slowed down significantly. The driver opened the window at the rear of the carriage and said loudly: "Solon Bank has arrived. Do you two want to get out of the car?"
An Ning immediately said: "Okay, I'll get off here!"
Then there was a sound of the coachman calling the horse to stop outside the car window, and the car slowly stopped.
An Ning didn't wait for the maid to open the door, then opened the door and jumped out of the car.
The coachman sitting at the back of the carriage pointed to the two-story building in front of him and said: "This is Solon Bank, sir."
An Ning looked up and saw the bank's sign, so she strode towards the door.
Fanny also got out of the car, paid the fare to the driver, and then ran quickly to follow An Ning's footsteps.
An Ning was stunned, thinking that this guy actually wanted to follow her.
I don’t know what form the mission rewards will be paid in the bank, or whether it will look weird.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the bank, the middle-aged gentleman standing behind the counter, who looked very much like an English butler, looked up at him and immediately smiled: "Oh, Mr. Frost! You came at the right time, and there happened to be a card."
Your money order!”
An Ning felt bad.
He glanced at Fanny who had followed him, and found that the maid had a shocked look on her face.
That shouldn't be a shock, because An Ning chose this bank based on the distance.
As a result, as soon as he entered the bank, the bank staff greeted An Ning as if he knew An Ning very well. Everyone would find it strange.
If I had known this, I should have come to the bank alone...
However, the next moment, the maid's shocked expression disappeared, and she whispered: "No wonder you want to come to this bank, it turns out you are an old customer."
——Wait a minute? So it’s my plug-in that rationalizes this unreasonable place?
An Ning couldn't help but take another look at Fanny, but there was nothing strange about her expression.
——As a plug-in, can I quietly change other people’s cognition and memory?
At this time, the staff of Solon Bank had come out from behind the counter and took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Frost, please come to the VIP room. This maid, please wait in the lobby."
Fanny nodded: "Well, I'll just wait here. Mr. Frost, please hurry up and do your business."
An Ning nodded, and then entered the VIP room under the guidance of the bank clerk who looked like a British butler.