The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Originally, in Lin Fan's opinion, after Teacher Yang's publicity, the surrounding citizens should have a lot of trust in him.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
…
…
"Xiaofan... no, Master Lin is back."
"Small gambling makes you happy, big gambling hurts your health, and tomorrow you will lose your money."
"Small gambling makes you happy, big gambling hurts your health, and tomorrow you will lose your money."
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
Later, Wang Mingyang replied.
Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun was fascinated for a moment. Thinking about his future life, his mouth almost watered.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
Later, Wang Mingyang replied.
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
"Died young, how could these people do this? Who can win the lottery every day? It's just luck, do you think he is a magician?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair helplessly, sighing gas.
This life is really powerful.
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
"God stick?"
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
…
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Originally, in Lin Fan's opinion, after Teacher Yang's publicity, the surrounding citizens should have a lot of trust in him.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
…
On the dinner table.
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"What do you see me doing?" Lin Fan asked.
Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun was fascinated for a moment. Thinking about his future life, his mouth almost watered.
Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo. After looking at several Weibo posts he was following, and when he was about to close Weibo, he saw a reply message and clicked on it.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
Lin Fan didn't have time to fool around with them, "I'm tired today too. After a while, the fortune-telling tube will open for business, and everyone will come to support me again then."
“When can I win money?”
"What do you see me doing?" Lin Fan asked.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune telling. He had achieved all this by his own hard work. He came to Shanghai to work hard at the age of 16, and got his first pot of gold at the age of 18. He immediately invested in the real estate industry and has been working for almost ten years. , and is worth tens of billions at the same time.
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun was fascinated for a moment. Thinking about his future life, his mouth almost watered.
"Weren't you there that afternoon?" Lin Fan asked back, knowing this, even Tian Shengun found it hard to believe it.
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
"Everyone, I've sorted it out for you yesterday. Nothing happened." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.
"Is there really a god in this world? Even Wu Tianhe, the most famous iron-spoken god in Lianzhou, relies on deception. If we have real talent and practice, we will be really prosperous." Tian Shengun said excitedly to himself Talking to himself.
"Mr. Wang is very generous. Three million is indeed small money."
When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to confront people head-on.
Lin Fan didn't have time to fool around with them, "I'm tired today too. After a while, the fortune-telling tube will open for business, and everyone will come to support me again then."
"Mr. Wang is very generous. Three million is indeed small money."
"Who is Wu Tianhe?" Lin Fan asked.
Wang Mingyang is not addicted to gambling, but he just wants to see what the so-called Master Lin is capable of.
"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million."
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Originally, in Lin Fan's opinion, after Teacher Yang's publicity, the surrounding citizens should have a lot of trust in him.
Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune telling. He had achieved all this by his own hard work. He came to Shanghai to work hard at the age of 16, and got his first pot of gold at the age of 18. He immediately invested in the real estate industry and has been working for almost ten years. , and is worth tens of billions at the same time.
"That is the most famous god in Lianzhou. Many high-ranking officials and celebrities believe in him. He is one of the top figures in this industry." Tian Shengun said enviously.
"God stick?"
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong. However, for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else. Naturally, it is impossible to say that he will not come half way, and he will naturally play to the end.
…
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them do the math. If they had known it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the math that day, but now it's too late to regret.
"That is the most famous god in Lianzhou. Many high-ranking officials and celebrities believe in him. He is one of the top figures in this industry." Tian Shengun said enviously.
…
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
At eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of a luxury club.
If you change your destiny and meet a rich person, you will be able to make money easily.
"Okay, if I win tomorrow, I'll give you one million."
Just after Wang Mingyang replied to this message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
At eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of a luxury club.
If you change your destiny and meet a rich person, you will be able to make money easily.
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
"Master Lin, please do the math for us."
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today. I hope you don't remember it in your mind. We will play together when we have the opportunity in the future." A man said with a smile.
But now these neighbors asked him to tell fortunes, which gave Lin Fan a headache. Didn't he do the fortune telling last time and nothing happened.
Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun was fascinated for a moment. Thinking about his future life, his mouth almost watered.
"Weren't you there that afternoon?" Lin Fan asked back, knowing this, even Tian Shengun found it hard to believe it.
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
"What do you see me doing?" Lin Fan asked.
"God stick?"
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
…
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
But now these neighbors asked him to tell fortunes, which gave Lin Fan a headache. Didn't he do the fortune telling last time and nothing happened.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
"Is there really a god in this world? Even Wu Tianhe, the most famous iron-spoken god in Lianzhou, relies on deception. If we have real talent and practice, we will be really prosperous." Tian Shengun said excitedly to himself Talking to himself.
When Lin Fan returned to his place of residence, the neighbors gathered around him enthusiastically.
Later, Wang Mingyang replied.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
This life is really powerful.
"Xiaofan... no, Master Lin is back."
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
“When can I win money?”
"Master Lin's calculations are so accurate. Lao Zhang really smashed his legs today."
"It's okay, little money." Wang Mingyang said with a slight smile. Although he didn't take the money seriously, he was very angry in his heart.
Wang Mingyang is not addicted to gambling, but he just wants to see what the so-called Master Lin is capable of.
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today. I hope you don't remember it in your mind. We will play together when we have the opportunity in the future." A man said with a smile.
"kindness?"
When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to confront people head-on.
Lin Fan didn't have time to fool around with them, "I'm tired today too. After a while, the fortune-telling tube will open for business, and everyone will come to support me again then."
"Master Lin, please do the math for us."
Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo. After looking at several Weibo posts he was following, and when he was about to close Weibo, he saw a reply message and clicked on it.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
You get what you say when you say it, and you can afford to lose.
"Who is Wu Tianhe?" Lin Fan asked.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
You get what you say when you say it, and you can afford to lose.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
Sure enough... Weibo is so difficult to get along with.
…
…
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
Lin Fan was helpless towards these neighbors, but when he thought that Lao Zhang didn't believe what he said, Lin Fan said what else he could do. He had said everything that needed to be said. It was up to the other party whether he believed it or not.
Just after Wang Mingyang replied to this message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.
People around him left one after another.
Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong. However, for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else. Naturally, it is impossible to say that he will not come half way, and he will naturally play to the end.
There's nothing you can do if the other party doesn't trust you.
There's nothing you can do if the other party doesn't trust you.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
"You son of a bitch, you actually tricked me, Wang Mingyang." This three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates most is that others have colluded and tricked him. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this deception made him extremely angry.
"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million."
"Xiaofan... no, Master Lin is back."
But now these neighbors asked him to tell fortunes, which gave Lin Fan a headache. Didn't he do the fortune telling last time and nothing happened.
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
"Master Lin, please do the math for us."
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
However, Lin Fan was really convinced by Wang Mingyang. He had an awesome life, and he had a huge wealth at a young age. He was simply an incredible figure.
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
"Everyone, I've sorted it out for you yesterday. Nothing happened." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
This sight made Wang Mingyang stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
On the dinner table.
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
"It's okay, little money." Wang Mingyang said with a slight smile. Although he didn't take the money seriously, he was very angry in his heart.
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
"Died young, how could these people do this? Who can win the lottery every day? It's just luck, do you think he is a magician?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair helplessly, sighing gas.
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
"Weren't you there that afternoon?" Lin Fan asked back, knowing this, even Tian Shengun found it hard to believe it.
"That is the most famous god in Lianzhou. Many high-ranking officials and celebrities believe in him. He is one of the top figures in this industry." Tian Shengun said enviously.
"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today. I hope you don't remember it in your mind. We will play together when we have the opportunity in the future." A man said with a smile.
There's nothing you can do if the other party doesn't trust you.
Lin Fan didn't have time to fool around with them, "I'm tired today too. After a while, the fortune-telling tube will open for business, and everyone will come to support me again then."
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
You get what you say when you say it, and you can afford to lose.
In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them do the math. If they had known it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the math that day, but now it's too late to regret.
"Small gambling makes you happy, big gambling hurts your health, and tomorrow you will lose your money."
"Master Lin, please do the math for us."
Lin Fan was helpless towards these neighbors, but when he thought that Lao Zhang didn't believe what he said, Lin Fan said what else he could do. He had said everything that needed to be said. It was up to the other party whether he believed it or not.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune telling. He had achieved all this by his own hard work. He came to Shanghai to work hard at the age of 16, and got his first pot of gold at the age of 18. He immediately invested in the real estate industry and has been working for almost ten years. , and is worth tens of billions at the same time.
At eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of a luxury club.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Originally, in Lin Fan's opinion, after Teacher Yang's publicity, the surrounding citizens should have a lot of trust in him.
Just after Wang Mingyang replied to this message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today. I hope you don't remember it in your mind. We will play together when we have the opportunity in the future." A man said with a smile.
…
Lin Fan didn't have time to fool around with them, "I'm tired today too. After a while, the fortune-telling tube will open for business, and everyone will come to support me again then."
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
"Weren't you there that afternoon?" Lin Fan asked back, knowing this, even Tian Shengun found it hard to believe it.
If you change your destiny and meet a rich person, you will be able to make money easily.
"It's okay, little money." Wang Mingyang said with a slight smile. Although he didn't take the money seriously, he was very angry in his heart.
"Xiaofan... no, Master Lin is back."
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
"God stick?"
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
…
"Mr. Wang is very generous. Three million is indeed small money."
However, Lin Fan was really convinced by Wang Mingyang. He had an awesome life, and he had a huge wealth at a young age. He was simply an incredible figure.
If you change your destiny and meet a rich person, you will be able to make money easily.
In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them do the math. If they had known it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the math that day, but now it's too late to regret.
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million."
“When can I win money?”
Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong. However, for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else. Naturally, it is impossible to say that he will not come half way, and he will naturally play to the end.
When Wang Mingyang arrived home, the nanny prepared the meals.
People around him left one after another.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
People around him left one after another.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
…
"Is there really a god in this world? Even Wu Tianhe, the most famous iron-spoken god in Lianzhou, relies on deception. If we have real talent and practice, we will be really prosperous." Tian Shengun said excitedly to himself Talking to himself.
"You son of a bitch, you actually tricked me, Wang Mingyang." This three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates most is that others have colluded and tricked him. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this deception made him extremely angry.
You get what you say when you say it, and you can afford to lose.
People around him left one after another.
Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo. After looking at several Weibo posts he was following, and when he was about to close Weibo, he saw a reply message and clicked on it.
"Okay, if I win tomorrow, I'll give you one million."
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune telling. He had achieved all this by his own hard work. He came to Shanghai to work hard at the age of 16, and got his first pot of gold at the age of 18. He immediately invested in the real estate industry and has been working for almost ten years. , and is worth tens of billions at the same time.
"Master Lin, please do the math for us."
Sure enough... Weibo is so difficult to get along with.
Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong. However, for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else. Naturally, it is impossible to say that he will not come half way, and he will naturally play to the end.
Just after Wang Mingyang replied to this message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
Sure enough... Weibo is so difficult to get along with.
"You son of a bitch, you actually tricked me, Wang Mingyang." This three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates most is that others have colluded and tricked him. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this deception made him extremely angry.
You get what you say when you say it, and you can afford to lose.
In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them do the math. If they had known it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the math that day, but now it's too late to regret.
"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million."
Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune telling. He had achieved all this by his own hard work. He came to Shanghai to work hard at the age of 16, and got his first pot of gold at the age of 18. He immediately invested in the real estate industry and has been working for almost ten years. , and is worth tens of billions at the same time.
There's nothing you can do if the other party doesn't trust you.
"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million."
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million."
"Mr. Wang is very generous. Three million is indeed small money."
"Xiaofan... no, Master Lin is back."
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
When Wang Mingyang arrived home, the nanny prepared the meals.
"Okay, if I win tomorrow, I'll give you one million."
"Everyone, I've sorted it out for you yesterday. Nothing happened." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.
"Died young, how could these people do this? Who can win the lottery every day? It's just luck, do you think he is a magician?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair helplessly, sighing gas.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun was fascinated for a moment. Thinking about his future life, his mouth almost watered.
People around him left one after another.
This life is really powerful.
On the dinner table.
This life is really powerful.
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
"It's okay, little money." Wang Mingyang said with a slight smile. Although he didn't take the money seriously, he was very angry in his heart.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
At eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of a luxury club.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo. After looking at several Weibo posts he was following, and when he was about to close Weibo, he saw a reply message and clicked on it.
"Xiaofan... no, Master Lin is back."
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
"kindness?"
This sight made Wang Mingyang stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.
When Lin Fan returned to his place of residence, the neighbors gathered around him enthusiastically.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo. After looking at several Weibo posts he was following, and when he was about to close Weibo, he saw a reply message and clicked on it.
When Wang Mingyang arrived home, the nanny prepared the meals.
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
This sight made Wang Mingyang stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
But now these neighbors asked him to tell fortunes, which gave Lin Fan a headache. Didn't he do the fortune telling last time and nothing happened.
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
"Small gambling makes you happy, big gambling hurts your health, and tomorrow you will lose your money."
Sure enough... Weibo is so difficult to get along with.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
Lin Fan now just wants to make money, become Master Lin, whom everyone respects, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some heaven-defying knowledge, his life will be completely ruined.
"Everyone, I've sorted it out for you yesterday. Nothing happened." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.
When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to confront people head-on.
Lin Fan shouted several times but received no reply. Then he turned around and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him furtively.
"God stick?"
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
"God stick?"
When Lin Fan returned to his place of residence, the neighbors gathered around him enthusiastically.
Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune telling. He had achieved all this by his own hard work. He came to Shanghai to work hard at the age of 16, and got his first pot of gold at the age of 18. He immediately invested in the real estate industry and has been working for almost ten years. , and is worth tens of billions at the same time.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
Lin Fan was helpless towards these neighbors, but when he thought that Lao Zhang didn't believe what he said, Lin Fan said what else he could do. He had said everything that needed to be said. It was up to the other party whether he believed it or not.
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
"Died young, how could these people do this? Who can win the lottery every day? It's just luck, do you think he is a magician?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair helplessly, sighing gas.
"What do you see me doing?" Lin Fan asked.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
Later, Wang Mingyang replied.
"kindness?"
When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to confront people head-on.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
"God stick?"
“When can I win money?”
When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to confront people head-on.
When Lin Fan returned to his place of residence, the neighbors gathered around him enthusiastically.
"Died young, how could these people do this? Who can win the lottery every day? It's just luck, do you think he is a magician?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair helplessly, sighing gas.
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"Who is Wu Tianhe?" Lin Fan asked.
"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today. I hope you don't remember it in your mind. We will play together when we have the opportunity in the future." A man said with a smile.
Lin Fan is very ambitious now. The first piece of knowledge about hand cakes was a complete cheat, but the second one is really good.
Wang Mingyang is not addicted to gambling, but he just wants to see what the so-called Master Lin is capable of.
When Lin Fan returned to his place of residence, the neighbors gathered around him enthusiastically.
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong. However, for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else. Naturally, it is impossible to say that he will not come half way, and he will naturally play to the end.
There's nothing you can do if the other party doesn't trust you.
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
Just after Wang Mingyang replied to this message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
People around him left one after another.
However, Lin Fan was really convinced by Wang Mingyang. He had an awesome life, and he had a huge wealth at a young age. He was simply an incredible figure.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."
"You son of a bitch, you actually tricked me, Wang Mingyang." This three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates most is that others have colluded and tricked him. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this deception made him extremely angry.
This life is really powerful.
When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to confront people head-on.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
"God stick?"
"Is there really a god in this world? Even Wu Tianhe, the most famous iron-spoken god in Lianzhou, relies on deception. If we have real talent and practice, we will be really prosperous." Tian Shengun said excitedly to himself Talking to himself.
A group of people walked out with glowing faces, and a young man walking in front had a solemn look on his face and was a little unhappy in his heart.
"Okay, if I win tomorrow, I'll give you one million."
People around him left one after another.
"Died young, how could these people do this? Who can win the lottery every day? It's just luck, do you think he is a magician?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair helplessly, sighing gas.
Lin Fan finally understood that he had overthought all this. The impact of Teacher Yang's lottery incident was too great for them, and they had no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.
"You son of a bitch, you actually tricked me, Wang Mingyang." This three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates most is that others have colluded and tricked him. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this deception made him extremely angry.
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But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
"It's okay, little money." Wang Mingyang said with a slight smile. Although he didn't take the money seriously, he was very angry in his heart.
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
Later, Wang Mingyang replied.
In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them do the math. If they had known it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the math that day, but now it's too late to regret.
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today. I hope you don't remember it in your mind. We will play together when we have the opportunity in the future." A man said with a smile.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
…
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
“When can I win money?”
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
"Okay, if I win tomorrow, I'll give you one million."
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
This sight made Wang Mingyang stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.
Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun was fascinated for a moment. Thinking about his future life, his mouth almost watered.
"Yeah, let's do the math carefully."
This life is really powerful.
For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is simply a god-like life.
Sure enough... Weibo is so difficult to get along with.
At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the messages on his phone, and for a moment, he didn't want to say anything more.
"The life of rich people is really domineering."
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
"Weren't you there that afternoon?" Lin Fan asked back, knowing this, even Tian Shengun found it hard to believe it.
Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong. However, for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else. Naturally, it is impossible to say that he will not come half way, and he will naturally play to the end.
In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.
After the Weibo was opened, no one came to look for me except Wang Mingyang.
"Who is Wu Tianhe?" Lin Fan asked.
"That is the most famous god in Lianzhou. Many high-ranking officials and celebrities believe in him. He is one of the top figures in this industry." Tian Shengun said enviously.
"What do you see me doing?" Lin Fan asked.
Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, that lottery ticket is really calculated."
"Oh, Master Lin, please, please give us a careful calculation."
Sure enough... Weibo is so difficult to get along with.
There's nothing you can do if the other party doesn't trust you.
In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them do the math. If they had known it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the math that day, but now it's too late to regret.
Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time. He knew yesterday that he was going to lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.
After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang closed Weibo, then made a phone call to contact the person today and have another show tomorrow night.
"For Mr. Wang, what does this three million mean? Everyone, I will take my leave now and play again when I have a chance."
"You son of a bitch, you actually tricked me, Wang Mingyang." This three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates most is that others have colluded and tricked him. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this deception made him extremely angry.
However, Lin Fan was really convinced by Wang Mingyang. He had an awesome life, and he had a huge wealth at a young age. He was simply an incredible figure.
"You look very envious, but why are you envious? We can be so awesome. Now we have three hundred thousand. Tomorrow we will find a store, follow the formal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."
"Master Lin, please do the math for us."
This life is really powerful.
But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too tacky. They are always asking when they can win the lottery...
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Just after Wang Mingyang replied to this message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.