Fu Qin didn't think it was serious to expose his name, because the other party didn't see his appearance. Before entering the door, the big man guarding the door saw the golden token and immediately called the magic feather "adult", which shows that the symbol of the golden token is not ordinary. After entering the door, Moling instructed himself not to reveal the token, that is, he did not want others to know that he was in possession of the golden token.

Thinking of this, Fu Qin secretly glanced at Mo Ling and found that Mo Ling was still deep in thought, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him at this moment. In the past six months, Mo Ling has become more and more cautious in doing things, and rarely shows up again, so he has even given up the business he has handled for many years, if you want to say the reason, I am afraid that the failure of the battle with the Tianzi Pavilion half a year ago hit him too hard, and completely changed his way of doing things.

I'm starting to miss the old Moling a little bit...... Fu Qin sighed secretly in his heart.

Just when Fu Qin was immersed in his memories, Mo Ling suddenly clapped his hands, as if he had woken up to something, stepped up the stone stairs in a few big steps, and rushed out without looking back. Fu Qin hurriedly followed, and after lifting the curtain, he happened to see Mo Ling pulling at the person behind the counter.

"How could it not be! Mo Ling slammed the white paper in his hand on the cabinet and smashed it with a punch, "I'm definitely not the only one!"

"My lord, all the names of the visiting officers tonight are on this," the man behind the cabinet explained to Mo Ling in a panic, "There will be no mistake, every sign taken from here from the small one, the small one remembers it very clearly." From start to finish, only the adults took a gold medal. ”

"......" Mo Ling gritted her teeth and let go of the other party's placket after a while, "You can check it again for me to see if there is anything missing." ”

"My lord, this is the third time......" "I'll tell you to check again!" Demon Ling almost roared out this time, slapping his palm on the cabinet, shaking the entire countertop as if it was about to fall apart.

"Who is making a noise in the hall? At this time, a deep voice came from the other side of the lobby, and then a burly middle-aged man appeared in the field of vision of several people, the man walked calmly, walked behind the counter and asked, "What's going on?" ”

When the person behind the cabinet saw the middle-aged man, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, this adult wants to see the list of the visiting officials tonight, and the small one will show it to the adult, but the adult must say that the list taken out by the small one is wrong......

When the middle-aged man heard this, he turned his head and quickly looked at Mo Ling, and then asked in a low voice, "That's what you're talking about?"

"But he has the gold medal of our bank, sir......" replied in a low voice from the man behind the cabinet.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression became solemn in an instant, and he immediately smiled at Mo Ling: "Hahaha, the contemptible person is really clumsy, I don't know that there is a noble person coming, disrespectful, disrespectful." ”

"Don't dare to be. Mo Ling also looked at the middle-aged man and replied.

"Not long after the contemptible man arrived at Qianzhuang, I saw that Your Excellency was still a little faceless, I don't know what Your Excellency should call?" the middle-aged man asked.

“...... Fuqin. Mo Ling hesitated for a moment and replied.

"It turned out to be Brother Fuqin," the middle-aged man smiled enthusiastically, "Fuqin...... Forgive the offense, the name Fuqin is probably not Your Excellency's real name, right?"

"Why do you ask? Mo Ling asked vigilantly.

"Because as far as people know, there is no big family surnamed Fu in Qinglong City, and in the four small cities in the southeast, northwest and northwest, they have not heard of the name of the Fu family, so they ...... Hahaha. ”

"......" Mo Ling looked at the middle-aged man's smile, feeling very uncomfortable, and after a long while, he said in a low voice, "Is it a real name, is it different for Guiqian Village?" ”

"Haha, as long as Your Excellency finds it convenient, the contemptible people naturally don't dare to make irresponsible remarks. Your Excellency, do you think so?"

This time, Mo Ling didn't speak, the middle-aged man didn't wait for an answer, his face was a little embarrassed, and he turned his mouth and said, "I saw that Your Excellency seemed to be a little dissatisfied just now, I don't know if it was the subordinate of Qian Zhuang who offended Your Excellency?"

"It's not offended, I just want him to go through the list and see who is trading here tonight. ”

"This ...... The list of the money bank can not be handed over to others to see, Your Excellency has seen the list this time, it is already an exception, and please understand. ”

"I've seen it all, and now I'm going to say it again," Mo Ling said sarcastically, "That's it, you don't bother to check it again, and I don't bother to stand here and wait, so that's the end of today's matter." ”

The middle-aged man didn't expect Mo Ling to give in so easily, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "Since this is the case, then don't delay Brother Fuqin, please." ”

Mo Ling glanced at Fu Qin, who was standing behind the curtain, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the bank. When he was about to reach the door, Mo Ling suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something, "Oh - yes, although it may be a little more careful, but it is better for Guiqian Zhuang to check if there is anything other than the list tonight." ”

"What do you mean?" the middle-aged man asked, confused.

"For example, tokens and stuff. Mo Ling smiled slightly, raised his feet and walked out of the bank.

After a while, a slightly panicked voice sounded in the hall: "Old, master, something is wrong-token, the golden token is missing!"

"What!" The middle-aged man was shocked and hurriedly chased out the door, but at this time, the street was empty, and the shadow of Moling could be found anywhere.

Fu Qin, who stood behind the curtain and witnessed the whole process, walked out slowly at this time, and under the suspicious gaze of the middle-aged man, he left the money village as if nothing had happened, and disappeared into the darkening night.