"What's going on? Teacher Yang is obviously very lucky in wealth, how can he become a successful official? This is so unscientific."
Although Yang Yongkang believed this, he was more concerned about the words of the small boss. If he were not the small boss, how could he stop in front of the lottery shop.
"Little boss, you didn't come out of the stall this morning, but you were waiting for me to die. But now you're fine, you can come out of the stall." The old customer said excitedly, but when he saw the content on the sign, he was stunned.
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"Master Lin, the master of iron-spoken calculations, can determine life and death with one word, wealth and honor with one word..."
And I will never buy a ticket.
But for Lin Fan, how could this be possible? If he continued to sell hand cakes, he wouldn't be struck to death by lightning.
It is not a matter of reaching the pinnacle of life from now on.
Fun in the confusion of Weibo names: Wang Mingyang, male, on the fourth day of September, 1991, Shen Shi, it depends on the fortune.
"What is this?" Lin Fan asked, rubbing his eyes.
Yang Yongkang swallowed. Tonight would probably be a sleepless night for him.
"Yes, that's right. I'll give you the fortune-telling money, but you have to give us a hand cake."
When Lin Fan heard these words, he was completely convinced. Could this hand cake really be so unbelievable
Then more and more people came, and they all came for the hand cakes.
But at this moment, Tian Shengun stood up directly and shouted.
"Countdown to free fortune telling, the last two days."
Then based on what he was given, Lin Fan began to calculate.
"Ah! Don't do that. What future can there be in fortune telling? It's better to grab cakes with your hands." For this old customer, doesn't this cost them their lives
Lin Fan was a little unhappy when he saw this comment. This guy actually humiliated himself. He really couldn't bear it.
"Sometimes you have to show people the feng shui for fortune telling. These are all essential for a fortune teller."
It seems the savior has arrived.
Lin Fan and Tian Shengun looked at each other with deep helplessness. If this continues, how can the fortune-telling industry continue? I'm afraid the task will not be completed.
Lin Fan smiled mysteriously and said, "I changed my career to tell people's fortunes."
Red Star Elementary School.
"Special number, 15."
Lin Fan originally thought Tian Shengun was going to say something, but when he heard this, he was shocked and immediately interrupted. Why did he say this so mysteriously
…
But doing this is too beastly.
Lin Fan is now an old sign around. Everyone is thinking about the delicious hand cakes, and they are running over at this moment.
"Yes, this fortune telling is all a lie."
One afternoon after this Weibo was officially launched, someone came to me to tell my fortune. This was a good start.
Weibo famous Qiudao Zhanyu: Haha! Nowadays, the magicians have caught up with the trend. Even Weibo has started doing business. It is simply retarded.
Lin Fan was still very satisfied with this encyclopedia, as if it was like a dream.
"Aren't we going to work together to tell fortunes? I have to bring this thing to you." Tian Shengun spread the things out and then took them out.
"Teacher Yang, you must buy a lottery ticket when you go to school. You will have great wealth..."
The skill given by this encyclopedia is domineering, which can solve everything in minutes.
Yang Yongkang rubbed his eyes, looked at the numbers on the TV carefully, and then looked at the lottery ticket in his hand.
Lin Fan couldn't figure it out, and then he stopped thinking about it. Maybe he could only find out when they met.
When Lin Fan looked towards the source of the sound, a smile appeared on his lips.
And just as everyone was desperately trying to persuade Lin Fan, a voice came from afar.
Then he read the second comment. When he saw this comment, Lin Fan smiled. Sure enough, there are still people in this world who believe in him.
"Let me go, why did it only gain six fans in one afternoon? It's too few." Lin Fan was a little unhappy. There was nothing wrong with his name, but why were there so few people paying attention to it
"Small gambling makes you happy, big gambling hurts your health, and tomorrow you will lose your money."
"Little boss, I tell fortunes, but the prerequisite is that you must make me a hand cake."
"Master Lin is a fortune teller."
At this time, Yang Yongkang has never been as nervous as he is today.
"It's me, Lao Tian." Tian Shengun shouted outside the door.
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Then I was busy until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and then I finished everything.
Now that the little boss has started fortune-telling, it won't cut off their delicious food.
"Little boss..."
This is not straightforward, but anyone with a discerning eye can understand what it means.
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The numbers are exactly the same.
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"By the way, just do the math. Why bother with this?" When Lin Fan was doing the math for Teacher Yang, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
"Come here, come here, why are you so early?" Lin Fan opened the door, and Tian Shenguan walked in smoothly with something in his arms.
"How is that possible? Could it be that the little boss really knows how to tell fortunes?"
"Little boss, please take pity on us. This fortune-telling is all nonsense. There is no real truth to the hand cakes."
At this moment, Yang Yongkang felt that his mind was blank, as if he had been knocked unconscious by something. At this moment, Yang Yongkang suddenly remembered the words of the little boss.
Lin Fan can clearly say that this fortune-telling classification is truly incredible.
luck
If you want to get rich, then Teacher Yang's lottery ticket can be yours.
In the end, Lin Fan was helpless and overthrew them all. These gadgets were of no use to Lin Fan, but if he could open a store, it would be good. However, he wanted to rent a store in the Magic City. , still need some money.
This is something I can't even envy sometimes, and then Lin Fan typed happily.
After solving all this, Lin Fan directly closed Weibo and prepared to take a good rest. The fortune-telling journey will officially start tomorrow.
"The little boss is out."
"Who is reporting this so early?" Lin Fan was furious.
When Lin Fan's stall came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.
At this time, Lin Fan took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo to see what was going on on Weibo.
Then Lin Fan's stall became lively. Your words and my words were all trying to persuade Lin Fan to continue making hand cakes.
"Teacher Yang, you should have listened to your own words and bought the lottery ticket, right?" Lin Fan originally wanted to use Teacher Yang to test his fortune-telling skills, but now he no longer uses it.
After Teacher Yang bought the lottery ticket, he directly fooled it, which was definitely not a problem.
The stall is still the same stall, but there is a big sign hanging on it, and there are a few big words written on the photo.
Gulu!
Tian Shengun and Lin Fan were both penniless and basically useless.
"The number for this issue: 02.04.12.14.17.24.15."
This voice was extremely exciting, as if he had not yet come out of his excitement.
After Lin Fan settled all this, he continued to post on Weibo.
But at this time, Lin Fan saw two people commenting on him.
The next day!
Boom!
Yang Yongkang was dumbfounded at this time. Even if he didn't believe it, he still had to believe it now.
"Everyone, I really don't make hand cakes. Now I am in the fortune telling industry. If you are interested, you can give it a try." Lin Fan said.
"Hey, this person has a good fate. It seems that this fate is really destined by God."
Lin Fan is a mortal, especially young people. Who doesn't want to make a lot of money, but you have to work hard with your own hands.
"What kind of things are these? Why is there even a compass?" Lin Fan looked at the things inside and was dumbfounded for a moment.
"Hey, little boss, what are you doing?"