As the third son of the Huang family, a prominent family in Tanzhou, Huang Yuanjia was also an elite who had returned from overseas and studied abroad. At a young age, he became the manager of the Tanzhou branch of Shenglong Bank. Naturally, he was very proud of his career. He lived in the northern city where Tanzhou celebrities gathered.
"Master, we're home!" the driver reminded.
Huang Yuanjia nodded, opened the car door a little tiredly and walked out. He was responsible for the collection and counting of ten thousand taels of silver. He had been busy from the afternoon until now, and it took a lot of effort.
Pushing the door and walking in, you will see blue bricks and red tiles, a spacious and bright courtyard, and a European-style attic with three floors, which is naturally not comparable to the Ma family in the south of the city.
Give the briefcase and coat to the maid.
"Where's Madam?"
"Madam is in the bedroom on the second floor!" the maid said quickly.
"Bedroom?" Huang Yuanjia was slightly stunned, "Why did you sleep so early?"
"The young master has a fever. Madam is staying with him."
"Zheng'er has a fever? Have you called a doctor?"
"Please. Dr. William from St. Mary's Hospital has come over to give me a shot!"
Huang Yuanjia nodded, breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the second floor.
He has been married for seven years and has only one son, so he naturally loves him more than his life.
Go up the stairs and go straight to the second door on the left in the corridor on the right.
Walking to the door, he subconsciously stepped lightly, unlocked the door, pushed it open and walked in.
This is a room of about 40 square meters with various toys and plenty of sunlight.
On the big bed in the middle, under the neat thin quilt, was a chubby little face, who looked about five or six years old.
"Yuan Jia!"
Hearing the commotion, a beautiful woman wearing a light blue floral cheongsam, with high hair and beautiful appearance, stood up and came over to greet her.
Seeing his beloved wife with a sad face, Huang Yuanjia quickly stepped forward to hug her. After comforting her, the couple came to the bed together.
She glanced at her unconscious son distressedly and reached out to touch her forehead, feeling a burning heat reaching her.
"Didn't you get an injection? Why hasn't Zheng'er's fever gone down yet?!" Huang Yuanjia frowned.
"I don't know either."
Chu Xiuping shook her head and hesitated for a moment.
"Yuanjia, do you think Zheng'er got into trouble with something dirty?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? There are no ghosts and gods in the world. They are all used by a bunch of country women and fools to deceive people!"
After an angry rebuke.
"Hold Zheng'er and let's go to the hospital!"
Chu Xiuping didn't dare to say anything anymore, and hurriedly went downstairs with her husband, holding her son in her arms.
The couple rushed to the hospital, but after three consecutive days of seeing famous doctors in Tanzhou, their son's high fever still did not subside.
Looking at her son's increasingly thin face, Chu Xiuping shed tears of distress.
"Zheng'er must have been entangled by dirty things. No, I have to go to Master Miaoyu of Erxian Temple to beg Zhang Lingfu to come back."
He grabbed his wife.
"Are you confused? Zheng'er has a cold, not a ghost!" Huang Yuanjia said angrily.
"In the past, if you had a cold or a fever, you could just take a shot and be cured. Now Zheng'er has seen famous doctors all over the city but he still doesn't feel better at all. How could it be a simple cold!!"
Looking at his excited wife, Huang Yuanjia was speechless.
"Huang Yuanjia, if you don't allow me to go today, if anything happens to Zheng'er in the future, I will never end it with you!"
His wife, who was usually gentle and virtuous, acted violently towards him for the first time. Huang Yuanjia had a headache and his momentum was weakened by three points.
"Dong dong...!"
There was a sudden knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Huang Yuanjia's voice was rough.
The old woman who pushed the door in looked at the anxious look of the master and his wife, and she was also a little scared. Fortunately, she was an old servant of the Huang family for many years. She had watched Huang Yuanjia grow up since she was a child, so she still had some confidence.
"Sir, the banker called just now and said that in the morning, the Taoist had already taken away the silver!"
"knew!"
Huang Yuanjia waved his hand impatiently.
After the old maid finished speaking, she was ready to resign.
"Wait a moment!"
Huang Yuanjia suddenly stopped drinking.
"When did the call come?"
"just!"
I felt relieved.
"Madam, don't go to Erxian Temple yet. Maybe I can find a way!"
He suddenly remembered that three days ago, the Taoist asked him if there was anything strange at home. At that time, he thought that the other party was going to take advantage of the opportunity to deceive, so he didn't care.
But now his precious son has a high fever that hasn't gone away for three days, and he has seen all the famous doctors in the city but nothing works. Even if he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he can't help but be prepared for the worst.
"What can I do?" Chu Xiuping asked quickly.
"I'll tell you when I get back!"
I hurried out and went downstairs, picked up the phone in the hall, and called the bank number.
"manager…!"
As soon as the secretary opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Huang Yuanjia.
"Has the Taoist who took the money left?"
"left already!"
Frowning his brows, Huang Yuanjia's tone suddenly became anxious.
"How long has he been here?"
"It only takes two-quarters of an hour in total."
"You left in two quarters of an hour? Eleven thousand three hundred taels of silver, one thousand three hundred kilograms, and it's a valuable thing. How could you leave so quickly?"
"Manager, I guarantee you have never seen anything so strange. The Taoist didn't move when he saw the silver. He just took out a glass bead from the big bag on his waist, and he didn't know what kind of spell he used.
, a white line of fire flew out."
"...In less than half a minute, all the silver was burned and transformed into four or five grains of rice. He put it into a small box, put it in a bag, turned around and left."
"Are you serious?"
"Manager, everything is true. Not only me, but also Lao Huang, who is responsible for delivering the silver, and several guards who are responsible for guarding have seen it!"
Huang Yuanjia nodded.
He has a fairly good understanding of his secretary's character. Most likely he won't lie about this kind of thing. And there are so many people witnessing it. It's easy for one person to lie, but it's difficult for a group of people to lie.
In this case, that Taoist probably has some skills.
"Where did that man go?"
"have no idea!"
"have no idea?!"
Upon hearing that the boss's tone was not good, the secretary did not dare to neglect him.
"But when the man left, he said that if the boss wanted to find him, he would go to Ma's house in Xicui Lane in the south of the city."
"Ma's house on Xicui Lane in the south of the city?"
"Um!"
Huang Yuanjia frowned. He was born into a wealthy family and had never been to the south of the city.
"Do you know that place?"
"I know! My family lives in the south of the city, not far from Xicui Lane!"
"Well, come to my house immediately!"
"Yes, boss!"
hang up the phone.
"Mama Liu!"
The old lady from before came over quickly.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"Let Ayong drive, I want to go out."
After Liu Ma nodded, she quickly went down to inform.