I didn't want to continue discussing this stomach-ache problem with Gu Tang, and I happened to see Gu Tang's laptop page parked on Zhang's enterprise in Yunshan City, so he asked curiously: "Are you investigating Zhang's enterprise?"
Seeing that Ming Wuxiang didn't want to talk about the topic of the college entrance examination, and thinking that Ming Wuxiang is a monk, the college entrance examination should be a small problem for him, so Gu Tang followed Ming Wuxiang's question and replied: "Yes."
"How is it? Have you found any interesting news?"
Who is Gu Tang, the future all-powerful Mr. Gu! Mr. Gu made a move, no matter who is fighting for the front, he is so domineering and can't explain it!
Gu Tang tilted his head, looking at Ming Wuxiang who wanted to move his head close to him, his eyes narrowed slightly, covering the flashing thoughts in his eyes.
With the same expression as usual, he nodded and replied, "I found some interesting things." As Gu Tang moved his fingers, a document appeared on the page of the laptop.
Ming Wuxiang may not be able to understand other things, but the financial report on the computer page, Ming Wuxiang can still understand it.
"Financial report, have a question?"
"Well, the number in it is wrong. Also, from a week ago to the day before yesterday, Zhang's company had several unidentified funds transferred out. The total of these funds is five million, and the apparent liquidity of Zhang's company Only ten million."
So this is directly less than half? And this half needn't be asked, of course that young master Zhang took it away, otherwise how could he have so much money to pretend to be a local tyrant in Gambling Stone Street.
The three pieces of wool bought by Zhang Shao on Gambling Stone Street cost at least three million yuan, and the favor fee paid by inviting Master Luo must be quite a lot. In addition, Young Master Zhang was not sure how much money he would spend, so he didn't know how much of the five million he had moved was left.
Although he gambled a piece of emerald on Gambling Stone Street, compared with the five million he embezzled, it couldn't make up the hole at all.
"Hehe, it's a good show. I don't know when Mr. Zhang will find out that his precious son has spent half of his company's working capital."
Gu Tang replied with a smile: "I already know."
"Um?"
"When I was investigating the financial situation of Zhang's enterprise, I left a message for Mr. Zhang by the way."
At this time, Mr. Zhang in Yunshan City not only knew that his family's prodigal son had moved five million yuan from the company, but also received news from the industry and commerce that the problem of tax evasion had been reported, and the materials were unqualified. And other issues.
If he can't deal with this problem before the business department comes to his door, according to the laws of Yanhuang Kingdom, he will not only go bankrupt, but also spend at least ten years in prison!
If Young Master Zhang didn't use the five million yuan, he could still make up for it, but now he is in a hurry to take out thirty million yuan, or he won't be able to cover it at all.
How Mr. Zhang lost his temper, and how Mr. Zhang, whose two front teeth were broken, was scolded by his father as a waste, Ming Wuxiang, who is far away in Luoye Village, can't see it, but he can still imagine it.
After hearing the news from Gu Tang, Ming Wuxiang couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, and then asked curiously: "Gu Tang, how do you know?" Aren't companies the most sensitive to such things, and they certainly won't casually Can you find it
"I just cracked the firewall of Zhang's company a little bit. I want to see his property situation and the unspoken rules of the company. Hehe, everyone understands."
Well, let's put aside the issue of the company's unspoken rules. No one told him that Mr. Gu is still a hacker!
It's really amazing that my Mr. Gu is even good at hacking, and there is no news after ten years.
On Young Master Zhang's side, Gu Tang made a casual move and it was over, Ming Wuxiang ignored him, but called Uncle Qi to ask when those herb seedlings would arrive.
"Xiao Xiang, you want to ask about those medicinal herb seedlings, right? Uncle Qi is also planning to call you." Upon receiving Ming Wuxiang's call, Lao Qi said directly without waiting for the other party to speak.
"That's right, how about Uncle Seven's medicinal herb seedlings, I've already packed them in the back mountain, and I'll plant them when the medicinal herbs are grown."
"Don't worry, your Seventh Uncle and I will not make any mistakes in our work. The herb seedlings you ordered will be sent to Luoye Village tomorrow."
Hearing that the herb seedlings would arrive tomorrow, Ming Wuxiang couldn't help showing a reassuring smile on his face. "Of course I don't worry about Uncle Qi, please trouble Qi Uncle."
"You child, why are you being polite to Uncle Qi?"
Ming Wuxiang chatted with Lao Qi about some chores, then put away the phone, saw Gu Tang fiddled with something on his laptop, and didn't bother him, turned around and walked to Grandpa's pharmacy.
When Ming Wuxiang walked into the pharmacy, Gu Tang, who was focused on the online world, looked up, glanced at the closed door, lowered his head again, and tapped the keyboard rhythmically with his slender fingers.
Walking into the pharmacy, Ming Wuxiang walked to the desk where his grandfather used to sit. The desk had been used for many years, and the surface had already turned dark brown, clean and shiny. It looked like an antique. However, there is no carving at all on the table, it is just a solid wood desk.
As for the material, it is not a precious species, it is ordinary pine wood, after so many years, you can still smell a faint pine fragrance.
After so many years in the world of cultivating immortals, the busy figure of grandpa treating diseases and saving lives has long been blurred. However, after returning, looking at the photo of grandpa again, the blurry figure in memory became clear again.
Now Ming Wuxiang is not as impulsive as when he just came back from the world of cultivating immortals. Although he can't change his grandfather's fate, he can change his own, as well as Gu Tang's.
"Grandpa, I will definitely not be like the previous self who only knows how to immerse himself in regret. I will work hard to change. Starting from the college entrance examination, I will definitely be admitted to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Yanhuang University. I will definitely heal Gu Tang's legs. "
Ming Wuxiang looked at Grandpa Ming's kind face on the table, and looked at his photo with a smile on his face.
As a monk, he believed in God's will in the dark, since he met Gu Tang who was in distress, it proved that Gu Tang's life should not be cut off.
After tidying up his emotions, he took out a piece of paper from the drawer, and listed the herbs and treatment plans needed to treat Gu Tang's legs one by one.
This habit originated from Grandpa Ming, and it was the same when Ming Wuxiang traveled to the world of cultivating immortals. Every time he made alchemy, he would make a record of the process.
In this way, if he made a mistake in refining the elixir, there will be records to be found, just like those researchers who are now engaged in scientific research.
"I bought some common medicinal materials from Uncle Qi before, but now I am short of spiritual medicines that contain spiritual energy. Although there are spiritual medicines in the White Jade Space, with my current ability, I can't refine them at all."
Not only that, Ming Wuxiang is just a rookie in the Qi refining period, and it is very difficult to take out the elixir in the white jade space.
As for the one that can be taken out, there is only the green spirit bamboo that I received at Shi Yuan's private restaurant.
Thinking of the Qingling Bamboo, Ming Wuxiang looked towards the White Jade Space, and when he saw the current condition of the Qingling Bamboo, he couldn't help sighing, "It's indeed a spiritual creature of heaven and earth."
I saw that the green spirit bamboo, which was only about 20 centimeters high, has grown to a height of one meter in the white jade space, a space full of aura, in just one day now.
Don't underestimate this meter. If there is no white jade space but planted outside, it will take at least a thousand years to grow to this height.
Of course, one meter is still a bit short for Ming Wuxiang, and even though the Spirit Gathering Formation is set up, there is still less aura, at least he will have to wait until there is more aura before Ming Wuxiang will transplant the green spirit bamboo into the yard.
Shenshen observed the green spirit bamboo, determined that it grew well in the white jade space, and left it alone.
"The herb seedlings will arrive tomorrow, and they will be planted on the same day. Although it will take some time to grow until they can be used as medicine, I can use my spiritual power to cultivate them together to stimulate the growth of these herb seedlings."
Although this is meant to encourage the growth of seedlings, there are priorities. Fortunately, in Ming Wuxiang's plan, only three kinds of elixir are needed at the beginning, and the consumption of spiritual power is still within the range he can bear.
And now there will be more and more aura in the back mountain, and he will practice faster in the back mountain than before. If you don't know Wuxiang, you really don't want to use spiritual power to grow medicinal materials.
When writing plans, Ming Wuxiang would forget the time. Fortunately, he had adjusted the alarm clock before. When the time came, the alarm clock would ring naturally, bringing back Ming Wuxiang who was immersed in the simulation of refining medicine in his mind.
After writing down the last few sentences on the paper, Ming Wuxiang took all the stack of papers on the desk back into the white jade space.
There is no place in this world that is safer and more convenient than the white jade space, and those jadeites are also placed in the white jade space, as well as the drop-shaped wool that has not been cut yet and flirts with nothing.
Walking out of the pharmacy, I saw Gu Tang sitting in a wheelchair just like before, looking at the computer screen in front of him intently, with a calm expression, his ten fingers seemed to be tapping on black and white piano keys, coupled with a slight typing sound, there was a kind of Indescribable beauty inside.
Ming Wuxiang, who was standing at the door of the pharmacy, didn't move, just stood there and looked at Gu Tang.
In the end, Gu Tang noticed Ming Wuxiang's gaze, looked up, and saw Ming Wuxiang standing at the door, staring at him.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's getting late, I'm going to cook first." Facing Gu Tang's focused gaze, Ming Wuxiang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and he actually looked at Gu Tang in a daze.
Gu Tang looked at Ming Wuxiang who seemed to have fled into the kitchen, with his hands on his knees, his index finger tapping his knees lightly, his eyes dimmed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.