Meanwhile, on the other side of the Jinling Institute of Technology campus.
Xu Junjie sat in his dorm room, staring at the ledgers on his computer, almost tearing his hair out.
The dense numbers on the screen looked like a swarm of crawling ants, making his eyes blur and his head pound.
He had been staring at these ledgers for three whole days, but he still couldn't figure out where the problem was.
His phone rang again.
He glanced at the caller ID and his heart skipped a beat. It was that convenience store owner, Boss Wang.
He hesitated for a few seconds before answering.
"Hello, Boss Wang—"
Before he could finish, the voice on the other end started chewing him out. "Xu Junjie! What kind of crappy accounting is this?! The damn tax bureau called me in for 'a cup of tea' yesterday! Did you know that?!"
Xu Junjie's face went pale. He quickly tried to explain, "Boss Wang, please calm down. There might be a misunderstanding—"
