The development of the banking industry is very optimistic, so the country's knowledgeable businessmen and nobles have begun to intervene in this industry. Although it is not perfect, the basic structure of the banking industry has emerged. In addition to the unreliable micro-loans provided to small farmers and small factory owners, private banks also provide insurance services for middle-class families. These are functions that religious and national banks do not have. It is said that in the Kingdom of Cheslan, a large-scale private bank has already appeared, but Jenkins in Nolan can only choose [The Untraceable Traveler].
He entered the bank with a disguised identity, and after showing his seal, he easily changed the information of the unregistered account. He had acquired this account in response to Elderon's letters. In the foreseeable future, his correspondence with that side will continue for a long time, and there may still be financial exchanges among them.
And every time there are banknotes in the envelope, it is easy to attract the attention of border inspection when the letter crosses the border. Although the times are backward, the development of financial concepts is not behind. Large-scale banknotes crossing circulation will definitely cause trouble. Therefore, the best way is to conduct scattered and multiple financial transactions through banks.
Thinking about it carefully, at the beginning it was just to test whether the address on Luyin Avenue was the residence of a cultist, but now I have been forced to open a bank account.
"I seem to have invested a lot of money."
While drinking tea, Jenkins waited for the staff to settle the account, while calculating his gains and losses.
"It is true that too much cash has been invested in Eldron. Now that I am short of money, I can no longer be so lavish. When I go back to write a letter tonight, I must think clearly. I remember reading the two letters. I inquired about investment... "
It's ridiculous to say that the clothes of the female bank practitioner who helped Jenkins all the time seemed a little inappropriate. The button on the chest was not fastened, revealing the bra with the hollow pattern inside. Jenkins reminded her kindly, but saw the woman's expression of astonishment.
"interesting."
Thinking of this, he felt that he had done another good thing. Although the atmosphere of this era is relatively open, it is not new for aristocratic men to keep lovers, and for lonely ladies to have several lovers, but there are also many good girls who care about these things, and he will not just take advantage of others.
Because of the special nature of that account, the manager of the local bank also met with Jenkins and gave him a checkbook that he could use only by signing his name.
But Jenkins has a deposit of ten pounds in his account, so he probably won't use those things.
He walked back to the street with his seal and checkbook. Although the watch shop was near the bank, he still didn't repair his pocket watch in order to prevent his current identity from being too close to the place where Jenkins himself appeared.
Today's next stop is the city pet management center located in the suburbs. He was thinking about whether he would run into Hathaway and Miss Mihail again, but he didn't expect to get out of the carriage with the chocolate in his arms, and saw the plane with Mihail's family crest. carriage.
Involuntarily, Jenkins remembered the scene he saw when he looked out of the closet last night. The originally good mood suddenly turned gloomy.
Walked into the yard of the management center with a cane, and went through the formalities according to the procedure last time. Jenkins was willing to spend some money on chocolates, and when he gave tips, he spent a lot of money, so after stamping in the office on the second floor, the kind-faced woman gave Jenkins a cat teasing stick.
But Chocolate dismissed this thing. When he walked out and stretched this thing in front of the cat, Chocolate flicked it aside with a paw.
"Heh, didn't you have fun playing with my metal block last time?"
Jenkins touched its head and asked, the cat didn't answer, just squinted its eyes and raised its head to let Jenkins stroke it.
"What breed is Mr. Williams's cat? Why hasn't it grown up?"
When he looked up, he realized that it was Mademoiselle Michael who had spoken. He stood side by side with Hathaway beneath a giant oil painting of cats, both holding the kitten on a collar. At the bottom of the oil painting, the lineage of the cat and the distinguished status of the owner are marked.
"I picked up the chocolate from the street. It shouldn't be a very expensive cat breed, right? Otherwise, it shouldn't be discarded. After all, it doesn't have any disabilities..."
As he spoke, Jenkins' voice lowered, and he didn't care about the reason why the two ladies were here, his eyes narrowed.
"Yeah, chocolate is so cute, and you don't have much to eat if you are not disabled. Why would someone deliberately leave it at the intersection of Privet Drive at night?"
He looked at the cat with suspicion again.
"Meow!"
Before Jenkins could think about it, the chocolate jumped out of his arms. Hathaway hurriedly put down the cat she was holding, trying to stop Chocolate, but of course she failed. So far, Jenkins has never seen any creature that is more agile than Chocolate.
He was worried that the chocolate would cause trouble, so he hurried after him. When the two ladies with limited mobility because of their high heels followed, they happened to see Jenkins squatting down and grabbing the cat's waist, but frowning and looking at the door beside him.
It was a very ordinary wooden door with a white label of the Fifth Comprehensive Management and Education Office on it. However, this has allowed Jenkins to temporarily put aside his suspicions about chocolate.
"What's the matter, Mr. Williamette?"
Miss Michel asked softly, and the servant behind her had already picked up the cat she was holding just now.
"It's nothing. But I remember that when I brought chocolate here last time, it didn't want to wear a collar, so it ran around, and it ended up in this position. But I remember that the door here was not made of wood, but a relatively With the new iron gate, you can still feel the cold air standing at the gate.”
In fact, what impressed Jenkins even more was that a cat spirit floated out of the door at that time, and he scattered it with a walking stick. But at that time, the incident with the evil spirit in the hospital had just ended, so he didn't think much about the origin of that spirit body. After all, there were many haunting incidents in the city at that time.
Thinking about it now, the behavior of that spirit body was also very strange. Not only did it not have any intelligent response, but even the color of the aura was subtly different from that of ordinary evil spirits.
"Iron doors? Impossible. In order to make the environment suitable for pets, there are no metal doors on the second and third floors of this building."
PS: The author is not a major in Western history or economics. Regarding the development of the early banking industry in the West, I can only find some information on the Internet and then make up some myself. If there is something unreasonable, you can point it out.