This bank isn't big, with only one counter, and the whole hall was empty, almost devoid of people.
When Ling Feng took out the gold bar and handed it to the window, the staff member was immediately stunned!
Then he carefully looked at Ling Feng: "Sir, we can't handle gold exchanges here!"
Ling Feng: "..."
After a moment of silence, he curiously asked, "Then who should I find to exchange money?"
"Well, you can ask around outside, there seem to be some people locally who can do exchanges!" the clerk said.
Ling Feng immediately understood that the so-called "some people" probably referred to the underworld figures in the city.
Wherever there are people, there's a society, naturally with both dark and light sides.
Ling Feng said nothing more and turned around to walk out.
Soon his gaze was fixed on idle people on the street, easily identifiable at a glance.
Quickly, he locked onto a young man in his twenties who was chatting idly with a few others of similar age.
