You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Xiang Qingfeng felt a little guilty.

His family is only slightly wealthy, and the reason why he doesn't participate in racing is because good racing cars require expensive modifications.

He can't afford it.

So among this group of second-generation people, he is just a follower.

Occasionally he would give some support and help with some chores. If these second-generations gave him face and shared some of their resources, they could help him get more orders for the two factories in his family.

So when he was hanging out with these people, he tried his best to hide himself, for fear of stealing the limelight from others.

But unexpectedly, Su Chen was "staring" at him directly at this moment.

After feeling guilty, Xiang Qingfeng felt uneasy again.

No way...really...something happened to me, right?

I also wonder: Is this master reliable?

The people of Lucheng are also very superstitious, at least their family is.

A few years ago, we hired a famous master to relocate our ancestral grave, spending hundreds of thousands of dollars.

He believed in masters through what he had seen and heard, but he also knew that there were many scammers these days.

While hesitating, he heard a voice: "You will lose money soon, your father will die, and your mother will be seriously ill."

Xiang Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then stood up in astonishment: "What?!"

Facing everyone's puzzled gazes, Xiang Qingfeng took a few deep breaths, quickly calmed down, and forced a smile at Su Chen.

"Master, you, why do you say that?!"

When Su Chen heard this, he knew that he didn't quite believe it. He smiled and then narrowed his eyes.

Two scenes came into his sight through his third eye.

After a moment, he sighed: "Your family runs two factories, a button factory and a zipper factory. The profits of the factories have been pretty good in recent years, right?"

Xiang Qingfeng pursed his lips.

"Correct!"

but……

He did not hide this news from these second-generations. Perhaps Su Chen heard it from them.

"Your two aunts are in charge of the finances of two factories, right?"

Xiang Qingfeng trembled, somewhat incredulous.

He never discussed such details with these second-generation people.

Because they don't care at all.

Lin Jingyu glanced at him.

It turns out that fortune-telling for strangers is very difficult. You have to convince them to believe you first.

Fortunately, this is a clear-headed person.

Su Chen reminded: "The problem lies with your two aunts."

"The aunt with the black mole on her neck," Su Chen pointed to the area where his Adam's apple was, "encouraged another person to gamble, spent all the money from the factory, and even secretly mortgaged it."

Xiang Qingfeng glared: "My aunt!"

"No, my aunt gambles? How is that possible?"

"My aunt is very timid. When she was in finance, she was very careful with every penny she spent. No..."

Xiang Qingfeng wanted to say that it was impossible, but then he thought about it and his shoulders drooped.

If that's impossible, how would the master know that his aunt had a big mole on her Adam's apple?

He staggered twice, still unable to accept it.

"Master..." He raised his head quickly.

Su Chen said calmly, "I saw the scene where you and your aunt confronted each other after your father jumped off the building due to debt."

"She said that since the graves were moved, your factory business has been getting better and better, but her husband was laid off, and the family is getting poorer and poorer. Her husband also owes money from gambling..."

"She said your grandparents were unfair. They still favored boys over girls even after their death. They only blessed your father to be rich but not her. She couldn't accept that."

You got it right again!

Xiang Qingfeng didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this moment.

His grandparents passed away more than ten years ago.

But the grave was moved only four years ago.

His uncle was laid off at the beginning of three years ago, but he was in debt from gambling... he had no idea about it.

Because every time I see my aunt, she is still the same as before, smiling and caring about me.

Maybe, maybe...

Even though his reason told him that this was all true, Xiang Qingfeng still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Master, I, I..." Xiang Qingfeng glanced at the landline, "Can I make a phone call and ask?"

Su Chen waved his hand.

Xiang Qingfeng quickly picked up the phone and made a call.

Seeing this, everyone tacitly kept silent and just drank their tea.

Xiang Qingfeng called his mother. After finding out that his uncle was in debt from gambling and that his family had helped them pay off 300,000 yuan of gambling debts, Xiang Qingfeng was completely dumbfounded!

"Mom? Why didn't you tell me all this?"

The female voice on the other end was calm and composed: "Xiaofeng, you're busy outside trying to attract business for your family. Telling you about this kind of thing wouldn't just make you worry."

Xiang Qingfeng's entire face had turned gray.

Knowing that my uncle was in debt from gambling, I still let my aunt manage the money. I don’t know what my parents were thinking.

He smiled bitterly and sighed, "Mom, go check the accounts of the two factories!"

"My eldest aunt hated our family's wealth, so she dragged my youngest aunt into gambling. She gambled away all the money from our factory and even used it to pay off the loan!"

After hearing what was said on the other end, Xiang Qingfeng took a few deep breaths, explained the situation here, and then said in a deep voice: "Mom, you have to hurry up!"

"Master, you're saying I'll be broke in the near future. Maybe, maybe if we hurry up, we can still save it!"

"Hundreds of people in the two factories rely on us for their livelihoods. We can't afford to have any problems!"

"Yes, please find someone to check with the bank!"

……

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Qingfeng seemed to have been fished out of the water and collapsed exhausted on the sofa beside him.

Ge Jinghao went over and patted his shoulder: "Are you okay?"

Xiang Qingfeng slowly sat up straight again and shook his head: "I'm fine, don't worry, Mr. Ge. No matter what the factory is like, I will let them give priority to producing your order and absolutely guarantee the quality and quantity."

"I'm not worried about the orders. You are our brother after all. You..." Ge Jinghao sighed, "Well, if I really need money, I don't have much, but I can come up with 500,000 or 600,000!"

Others also expressed their opinions.

However, a flash of disdain flashed across the eyes of a few of them.

Lin Jingyu and Su Chen looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

Xiang Qingfeng perked up and expressed his gratitude, then looked at Su Chen with some hesitation.

"Master, Master, do you think there is any way..."

Su Chen nodded.

"You have a calm personality, but it's a bit lost in them."

Xiang Qingfeng: “…”

He laughed dryly twice.

"No, Ge Shao and the others are very nice to me."

"Compared to them, I'm dull and timid. Thank goodness they didn't despise me and took me to play with them."

Hearing this, Ge Jinghao clapped his hand on the shoulder: "What are you disgusted with? I told you we are good brothers!"

Several people echoed again.

Xiang Qingfeng smiled at them again, and then looked at Su Chen pleadingly: "Master..."

Su Chen changed his arm to hold little Ayun and smiled at him: "His face has changed, but he is still going to lose money. However, your father won't jump off the building, but he will inevitably be seriously ill."

Xiang Qingfeng let out a long breath.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Something happened at home, so he couldn't eat the full moon banquet.

Xiang Qingfeng respectfully bowed three times to Su Chen to express his gratitude, and then apologized to everyone and told them that he would rush home as soon as possible to deal with it.

After he left, a young man named Hu Mingyou couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Ge Jinghao, it's okay that he's poor, he's almost bankrupt now, why are you still so polite to him?"

"You can't even afford a car, and you insist on dragging him along to play with us!"

“It’s shameful!”