Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

After walking out of the advertising store, Xingzhou spent another twenty yuan to buy a small stool, and then took a taxi to the place he mentioned.

This is a park and there are many fortune tellers inside. After all, there are many old men and women in the park, and they are all potential customers.

The arrival of the star ship quickly attracted the attention of its companions.

"Young man, you're so young and you're already doing this? This line of work is not easy to do. Listen to my advice. You're still young, so you'd better find a serious job, even if it's just carrying bricks."

The uncle who was traveling with me spoke with great sincerity. After all, is there anyone in this park who is really capable of fortune-telling?

He is quite good at fortune-telling, but his interpretation is really a mess, just some rhetoric.

To put it bluntly, it's a scam.

Xingzhou raised his head high and looked in the direction of forty-five degrees, as if his second-year soul had exploded.

"This is my real skill, you can't ask for money."

The old man's mouth twitched when he heard that. He went to check out the fortune tellers on this street. Which one of them didn't tell fortunes for free? They really thought they had real skills.

Afterwards, the old man stopped talking to Xingzhou. After having his stall smashed by others, the young man would understand that this business is not so easy to work in.

It was soon two o'clock in the afternoon. Xingzhou felt a little hungry, so he bought a scalloped pancake from the snack stand across the street and ordered a cup of kumquat lemon from the milk tea shop next door. Then he strolled back to his little stool and started eating.

While I was eating, I saw a man and a woman walking towards me.

To be precise, a girl was pulling a boy over.

The man was wearing all branded clothes. He looked at Xingzhou with disdain and whispered, "Humph, pretty boy——"

Xing Zhou seemed not to have heard anything. He looked at the girl and asked, "Miss, what do you want to calculate? Marriage, career, wealth, finding things or people for good fortune, feng shui, geomancy, and fortune telling. Ten thousand per time, guaranteed to be accurate."

The uncles in the same profession who heard this widened their eyes. This young man was really bold to ask for it.

Aren’t you really afraid of being beaten?

"Ten thousand? Are you crazy? Do you think we are stupid and want to rip us off?" The boy in branded clothes suddenly shouted.

"My price depends on the person. For someone like you, I usually only charge ten dollars, but for someone like this young lady, ten thousand is already too little. After all, if you want to know your own destiny, how can you not pay a price?"

Xingzhou drank some lemonade, which was really comfortable in this hot summer day.

"What do you mean? Do you look down on me?" The boy glared at Xingzhou angrily.

"Do you know me?" the girl asked Xiang Xingzhou doubtfully. Ten thousand was really nothing to her, and even a hundred thousand would not be a big deal.

"I can tell fortunes, and I can see clearly your fortune. Everyone's destiny is different, so the asking price will naturally be different. Anyway, if you believe me, then go ahead. If you don't, please leave."

"Okay, I'll calculate. I want to calculate my marriage." The young lady didn't know whether she was really convinced by Xingzhou's words or simply because of Xingzhou's face. Anyway, she agreed.

Xingzhou took out a QR code and pointed at it. The man frowned and looked impatient: "You're collecting money without saying anything. What if it's not accurate? And Jingjing, fortune-telling is all a scam. Don't be fooled."

Feng Jingjing pulled the other person and glanced at Xingzhou apologetically, "Zhenghao, don't say that. It's just 10,000 yuan. Just treat it as a comfort. Besides, handsome guy wrote that if it doesn't work, I won't ask for money. If the calculation is not accurate, I will call the police to arrest you."

At the end of her speech, Feng Jingjing waved the phone in her hand at Xingzhou, as if threatening him.

After hearing what Feng Jingjing said, Shui Zhenghao's face froze for a moment, and then he said gently, "I'm also worried that you'll be cheated. If you're happy with it, then forget it. It's your own money anyway, and I can't control it."

Xing Zhou, who received the transfer, was amused by the two. "Miss, before I tell you about your marriage, let me tell you a few words - a golden phoenix flew out of a grass nest, spread its wings and flew up to heaven. If you want to know how to get to heaven, it's by killing your wife and children and losing your conscience."

"What are you talking about?" Shui Zhenghao's face suddenly turned dark and he shouted angrily.

Feng Jingjing's face was not looking good either, but she was a lady from a wealthy family after all, so she suppressed her temper and asked reluctantly, "What do you mean by that? You didn't ask for my horoscope or fortune-telling, so why are you saying that? Could it be that it's just because my boyfriend offended you just now?"

"For someone like him, there's no need to use fortune telling or gossip. You can tell almost exactly what he is just from his face." Xing Zhou said with a sigh, "Miss, don't be fooled by his pretense of kindness. He is actually a typical ruthless person. His eyebrows are short and messy, and thin and disorderly. People like him have a weak sense of family, are easily impatient and lose their temper, and only care about their own interests.

The Parent Palace is sharply protruding, which obviously indicates that the relationship with parents is not good and the person will not be filial in the future.

Looking at the Palace of Children, it is slightly raised and has black moles and diagonal lines. It is obvious that he does not have a good relationship with his children and will be abandoned by his children in his old age.

Besides, the young lady shouldn't have given birth yet, right? But he already has five children, four of whom were aborted, and the remaining one has been disturbed a lot, and if it's not handled properly, it will also miscarry. If this one is also aborted, he will never be able to have his own children again, and even IVF will not be successful. "

Feng Jingjing was about to get angry when she saw Shui Zhenghao's face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Shui Zhenghao's body shivered unconsciously.

It was summer, but he felt like he was in a cold winter.

Damn it, how did this person know? He was always so secretive when doing it, how could he know?

After all, Feng Jingjing was the daughter of a wealthy family, so she would have just not thought about some things. But now that she encountered a suspicious point, she calmed down in an instant. She did not get angry because of what Xingzhou said. She just glared at Shui Zhenghao coldly, then looked at Xingzhou and forced a smile.

"If the master's prediction is correct, I am willing to give you another 100,000. I just hope we can become friends."

This is a hidden big customer, so Xingzhou naturally did not refuse.

Xing Zhou pointed at Shui Zhenghao and said, "That's great. In two minutes, a girl will call. It should be good news. Miss, you might as well listen."

When Shui Zhenghao heard this, his face changed and he held his cell phone tightly, as if this would prevent the call from coming.

When they got here, all the sharp-eared people around came over, with the intention of "watching the fun" written on their foreheads.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Sure enough, two minutes later, Shui Zhenghao's cell phone rang. Shui Zhenghao wanted to hang up, but Feng Jingjing snatched it away and pressed the speakerphone button after the call was connected.

"Ah Hao, I'm pregnant. The doctor said it's been two months. You're going to be a father. Ah Hao, are you happy? Ah Hao? What's wrong? Say something? Hello——"

Without waiting for the other party to continue asking, Shui Zhenghao snatched the phone and hung up.