Numerology is treatment
The following laughed together on the spot. Among them, a mother with a Shaanxi accent, Sang Xi, said with a smile:
"Two bosses, do you want us to wear a sense of'sex' to solicit customers? We rushed over and didn't wear work clothes~" It was late at night on Borlan Street, and these ladies and mothers were all wearing'sex' and exposed His clothes are "swaying", otherwise, you will definitely not get business.
There is also a Hubei accent mother, Sang, who "interrupted": "I used to wear three-point styles when I saw street art in the Mainland. If the boss has this requirement, he will have to increase the price.."
"That's not enough..." Yang Can is rare and a little embarrassed. Hong Kong is indeed much more open than the mainland. These mothers are really not ordinary people after a long time... Seeing this group of women laugh together and look very excited, Yang Can also Feeling that it's getting more and more unreasonable, frowning to let Zhu Huaicheng, a veteran, take charge of the overall situation.
Frankly speaking, Zhu Huaicheng's vision is really good. It is estimated that the beautiful mother Sangdu who has not slept on the whole street has been found. She is fat and thin, has a lot of breasts, fats and buttocks. All of them have good images and fluent eloquence. Of course, the temperament is a little bit of a rivers and lakes, and the tone is easily reminiscent of the famous movie star Wu Junru. Of course, this can't be blamed on others, after all, the career plan is different.
Ten minutes later, this street fortune-telling promotion officially began. At the beginning, these young ladies and mothers were obviously afraid of their own identity. They carefully and politely called the guests on the roadside, and began to introduce Luo Banxian’s life and deeds quite formally. Wait.
In a short while, all the original forms were revealed, and the men who passed by the street were dragged by all the flattering attitudes and chatted away...
What is the origin of these mothers? All of them are first-level masters of professional hookers! I wonder how to seduce men into the store every day...
During the day, it was originally a relatively deserted time at the end of Boran Street. Many shops are closed and rested. There are so many attractive beauties shouting like never before. All the tourists who woke up last night or just came here are attracted. .
Although they are mother sang, their grades are between twenty-five and thirty years old. Compared with those hard-working young ladies in their early twenties, they are more attractive. You must know that you can be a mother sang in Boran Street. Most of them are the red-card young ladies. Actually speaking, they are similar to the public relations managers of big companies. They are also at the management level. They are all at the professional level for human nature, especially perverts.
That glamorous fly, that water snake's waist twisted, that little chest is straight! That's a moving one! That is called a coquettish "sao"! The "perverted" wolves who watched the crowd looked straight. Yang Can even saw a pickpocket in the crowd and even "touched" three bags and no one found it.
Xia Meng looked down at the lively scene from the window downstairs, almost about to vomit blood on the spot. The combination of this big boss and dead fat man was really shameless. A good serious business was turned into a business. It's so smoky, I really don't know what to say.
In the middle of the event, another policeman received the report and walked over and asked, "How can there be trouble like this here? Still not scattered?"
Several mothers gathered around immediately, pulling the policeman to act like a baby: "Ah sir, we are engaged in commercial activities, don't be so serious~"
"Does anyone who needs an activity permit know?" The police officer with a face full of flesh snorted and waved his hands to signal the crowd to disperse, wondering in his heart that Uncle Bin is notoriously hot on this street. In a few months, someone who doesn't understand the rules made trouble here once. That time, he sent someone to the organizer to lie down in the hospital for a few weeks. How could he be so safe this time? As for letting them go to the police.
Yang Can didn’t care about dialing the phone number of Tianmu Public Relations Manager Andy. The British barrister John immediately went out and contacted the relevant police station. The sir-faced intercom rang a few minutes later and was surprised when he heard the order from the superior inside. After looking at Yang Can, he left angrily.
As soon as the wolves watched the police go, their enthusiasm rose even more, and finally someone couldn't help but smirked and winked at someone: "Is it really forbidden to ask for money~?"
"Then of course the boss~ you'll know if you go up and try."
Seeing that things were getting on the right track, Yang Can patted Zhu Huaicheng on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave it to you here. I'll go to the top. You can see the place firmly."
"Eh~why did you leave~! What if there is an ancient puzzler coming to make trouble, this is Boran Street~!" The fat man pulled him anxiously.
"Report my name." Yang Can dropped this sentence and went upstairs, leaving Zhu Huaicheng with some helplessness just "touching" his head, muttering in his heart, damn, you guy was still here when you were in high school. There is a stall in a small courtyard in Nanshi, you, Yang Can, who is fighting hard, others are afraid of you..
This is Hong Kong! But there are triads. Thinking of this, Zhu Huaicheng couldn't help but glance at the end of the street, his backbone was cold, for fear of a few "brothers" with machetes popping out of the corner.
As soon as Yang Can came in from outside the room, Xia Meng gave him an angry glance, "You are so disgusting~~" This is ridiculous.
"Commercial methods, only for this one day to promote." Yang Can smiled without blushing, and smiled without a heartbeat. Compared with the domestic false promotions, which are often sold out with tears, he thinks that he is much more open and upright, although There is some suspicion of deliberate hype in form, but it does not deceive people in content.
"Mr. Yang... I'm still afraid... My compass is not always accurate." Luo Xiaowei's innocent face behind the curtain showed a worried look.
She also explained to Yang Can before that the compass they use for fortune telling depends on the fusion of the other's qi and their own qi on the day. There is a probability that the fusion will succeed or not, and it depends on luck. The numerologist himself has a weaker purple qi. , The lower the chance of successful integration.
Even the so-called masters in the market have a success rate of at most 60%, but it is absolutely impossible for a fortune teller to say to a client "I am in a bad condition today, but I can't figure it out." When the integration is not successful, you have to rely on the fortune teller's other technical skills, and use the other's face, conversation, and information in the words to infer conclusions. This is completely the accumulation of experience.
Therefore, although Luo Xiaowei's master and apprentice can be regarded as the top in the calculation skills of compass qi, other "arithmetic" skills are obviously flawed, which has also caused outsiders to have mixed evaluations of the spiritual hall, which is far inferior to Su Mingfeng and others in the industry. .
"Don't worry, you can relax today. Just do what I say, just follow the above reading." Yang Can whispered in her ear, adjusted the laptop and put it on Luo Xiaowei's desktop. I’ve connected to his iPhone wirelessly, and I’m typing on it, and there will be text displayed on the laptop immediately.
Luo Xiaowei nodded "confused"ly. Although she had many questions to ask, Yang Can now seemed to be the incarnation of a perfect man in her mind, making her a bit of a blind obedience.
Xia Meng's eyes widened as soon as she heard it, and she came to question him, "Are you crazy? What kind of "chaos"... Um~~" Before finishing talking, Yang Can reached out and covered her mouth. The fat office worker who came in greeted with a smile:
"Welcome, please come and sit down."
The office worker looked tired, his dark circles were sunken in, thinking that last night, after a "war", he leaned back on his chair and said with a grin:
"Just do the calculations, are you a constellation or a tarot, or are you going to have a birthday? It's so mysterious." Seeing the curtain covering it was obviously a little impatient, he also came up with curiosity, and didn't expect to be able to calculate anything.
Yang Can stared at the consciousness on the head of the office worker. While he was talking about the constellation and birth date, relevant information also appeared in his consciousness. He inputted it with the iPhone behind his hand.
Xia Meng sat next to her nervously and couldn't say anything, staring at Yang Can in a hurry. The following was advertised as "no charges, no charges." Today, there is such a big noise. If you are not sure, then you will smash the sign.
"Mr. Gu Youyu, born on March 2, 1977, worked in the advertising company of Future Window, Dipi has a daughter and a son..." Luo Xiaowei's timid voice came from behind the curtain.
The office worker was stunned when he heard it, and immediately flicked up, looking around in surprise, trying to find out if there is something in the image analysis instrument in the camera. He is a computer design. , The first one is that the police have a facial recognition system, but is it possible for a fortune teller to get that kind of system
Seeing his reaction, Xia Meng knew that Luo Xiaowei was right, and she couldn't help but looked at Yang Can suspiciously, not knowing how he did it.
Gu Youyu looked suspiciously at the curtain and asked in a suspicious tone: "Master Luo... I want to ask questions about my career. Recently, my career has been very unsuccessful..."
It is still possible to find the information, but after all, it can't explain what the problem is. Gu Youyu was cunning. He had just been promoted and his career went smoothly. Asking this question is to test whether this Luo Banxian is true or not.
Yang Can smiled and moved her finger.
"Mr. Gu, I see your face, now is the time when you are in fortune and you are making great plans. There is no big problem, but your eye bags are swollen. This is a sign of uncertain marriage. Your wife should have had a big deal with you recently. The gap... Um... I saw the shadow of a horse..."
"A horse... Ma Junrong?"
Gu Youyu came down when he heard half of the cold sweat, and the whole person was in a state of tension. The other party didn't ask him any questions, and he didn't even look at palmistry, so he got his own bottom line clearly.
He did have some problems with his family recently. He has been married for seven years. His wife used to be a well-known beauty. During this period, he was closely related to a high school named Ma Junrong. The couple didn’t know about it. He had quarreled many times, and it was a big quarrel yesterday. He was so depressed that he called a few friends to relax on Boran Street...
It can be said that a horse is messing up their marriage...it’s too horrible, Gu Youyu’s fat face can’t shake, and the goose bumps all over his body have risen. This weird scene made Xia Meng look at the whole People were stunned.
"Then... Ask Master Luo how to resolve that..." Gu Youyu's voice couldn't tell whether it was fear or expectation.
"It's very simple. You have two paths. If you want to get a divorce, you can keep the status quo.."
Before finishing talking, Gu Youyu excitedly patted the table and interrupted Luo Xiaowei's words: "Master Luo.. I want to live with her for ten years~ What about our children divorced~!" It was a bit discouraging to say that the whole person Sitting down, his face sighed dimly, "Master Luo, you must help me, I really don't know what to do."
"This is a Harmony Talisman." Luo Xiaowei stretched out a hand from the curtain and handed out a talisman: "Put it in her pillow, you can shake the horse, avoid a few points, try to talk to her as much as possible. Be kind and never argue. Even if she loses her temper, you still have to laugh, otherwise Fu will be charged with resentment. Not only will all previous efforts be lost, but your merit will also be lost..."
"Thank you, Master Luo, for pointing me to the "mis"."
Gu Youyu respectfully took the talisman, and carefully packed it in his bag. The expression of abuse before was completely gone. Instead, it was a kind of joy from the heart, saying several times to thank Master Luo.
Seeing him trying to pay, Xia Meng hurriedly went over and smiled and said, "500 yuan." Not only was the office worker not too expensive, but respectfully dropped the 2,000 Hong Kong dollars, and turned to leave. Xia Meng couldn't even close his mouth in surprise. Up.
Luo Xiaowei looked at the two with a difficult smile at the opening curtain, and let out a long sigh of relief, and even dealt with it in a daze.
"You can really fool you... How did you guess it, you checked it on the Internet with your iPhone?" The girl counted Qian's eyes with bright light, turned her head and put her arms around Yang Can's shoulders: "Aren't you afraid that he won't be able to solve the problem, come back to find Luo? Master trouble?"
Yang Can shrugged his shoulders noncommittal, come back to ask for trouble? How is that possible? Everyone misunderstands that the so-called numerologist is a feudal "superstition". In fact, it is a traditional Chinese psychotherapist. The emphasis is on the word "faith". As long as the other party fully believes in the numerologist, the numerologist will be able to function. , Giving amulet, chanting spells are not the key, the key lies in the final instructions.
The office worker husband and wife married for so many years and have children, the possibility of the woman wanting to divorce is extremely "sexual", and the office worker’s words appear to be impulsive and unstable, and naturally have a bad temper. It is conceivable that the couple will have life frictions and disharmony. , As long as you put the *** paragraph, respect your wife more, and don't create conflicts, things will get better.
If you go to any psychological counselor, you will probably get the same answer. The question is whether the person does or not. Most of the time, the taboo of "fu" is often more practical.
From a certain level, the development of psychotherapy in China is thousands of years earlier than in the West, and it is much more humanized.
After the opening, more and more people started to go upstairs to try because of the vigorous propaganda to the crowd after the office worker went down.
The next thing gradually went smoothly. The guests came up one by one. Some people were troubled with their careers, and those with emotional problems. Yang Can broke them one by one before they spoke. Everyone was shocked on the spot. Mind-reading plus With a wealth of psychological knowledge, almost everyone who came up for fortune tellers regarded this "Master Luo" as a god.
There was another person who came here to find the fault. No matter what Luo Xiaowei said, he did not admit the facts. Through the ability of remote viewing, Yang Can also saw the lady who was asleep in the karaoke shop on the opposite side last night, and directly reminded him of the upcoming meeting. I met one: "There is a mole on the cheek, short hair, and a pair of big earrings." The female "sex" is infected with syphilis. Don't get too close to it, otherwise there will be disasters.
Immediately scared that face was like a paper "color", arrogant and flew away, 20 straight and crawling, dropping 1,000 Hong Kong dollars, immediately rushed to the hospital for examination, so annoying this Xia Meng was also "confused".
After a few hours of coming and going, Luo Xiaowei actually paid close to one hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars in one breath. More and more people have heard of it. When they came downstairs, they were even more crowded with hundreds of people, even the small towns in Boran Street. Hustle, the ladies all rushed over to ask "Luo Banxian" to give him an order.
Even a few gangsters almost got into a fight for "cutting in" the team. If it weren't for those mothers who had a wide range of people and coordinated to surround the place, things would be out of hand.
Make Zhu Huaicheng a false alarm.
Yang Can saw that the atmosphere was almost created, and the scene faintly felt uncontrollable. He decided to close ahead of schedule. The hundreds of people crowded below were greatly disappointed to watch the lively queue. Some even scolded a few of them out of temper. A few words, but thinking of Luo Banxian's deeds today, I dare not "chaos". In Hong Kong, everyone believes in these things, and offends the police and dare not offend the numerologist!
It’s not early to see the sky, Yang Can waved his big hand to Masi, oh, the masseur, and mother Sang, the group of "employees" who received a lot of money, ate at the well-known "Awang BBQ" on the side of Boran Street. The twenty-odd people are huddled together around the table, holding a can of beer, and the smoky street barbecue is crowded together, but it looks unique.
Yang Can actually likes such occasions. These mothers and massage masters are all mainlanders who come to Hong Kong to work hard. Although the bottom of the society is forced to do the most despised work for others, Yang Can feels that they are working hard. His work is profitable and upright, but it is more comfortable to get along with the business and political elites who come to the top media to invite him to dinner.
"Come~Thank our big boss Can Ye for being so bold today~" The mother Sang Yaohong from Shaanxi, shaking her huge breasts, raised her wine glass with a smile, and toasted to Yang Can. Yang Can stood up without delay. He laughed and drank a drink. Everyone shouted, Yao Hong went up and kissed Yang Can, which made everyone laugh.
Then it became even more lively. Those mothers yelled "Master Can" sweetly and came over to drink with Yang Can, up and down their hands, which made Yang Can very embarrassed. Zhu Huaicheng was just smirking beside him.
"Aren't you going to block it? Didn't you notice that I was stuck?" Yang Can smiled bitterly and squeezed Xia Meng who was counting money with her shoulder.
"Go... who cares about you~" Xia Meng wrinkled her nose and snorted dissatisfiedly while sighing the thick banknotes in her hand: "Fortune-telling is so profitable.. Just this one night paid me almost a year's salary. ~!" She glared at Yang Can, feeling very unwilling. This guy is really partial. Luo Xiaowei has only known him for so long and helped her make so much money~!
"Boss, let's get a bottle of vinegar~!" Zhu Huaicheng beckoned exaggeratedly in his eyes, and Xia Meng punched him in the past, causing Yang Can to laugh.
Shy Luo Xiaowei smiled puffing beside her, looking at Yang Can and sighed:
"Mr. Yang, you know so much, much better than my master, have you worshipped any master in the mainland?" Looking at him admiringly, he really felt that there was no shortcoming in this man.
Xia Meng hurriedly pulled Luo Xiaowei over, and began to scold Yang Can: "Don't be fooled by him. What's a big deal about him, that is, he has seen a lot of people as a reporter, and he knows a little bit about psychology~!"
Luo Xiaowei shook her head again and again to help Yang Can speak: "Miss Xia, you misunderstood, my master said that in fact, in our business, the real master's purpose is not to help people tell fortunes, but to teach people how to change their lives and be good. Today, every guest is looking forward to it when they go out. This is the highest state of a fortune teller..."
These meaningful words made Xia Meng and Zhu Huaicheng also surprised and speechless. It turns out that these quagmire numbers are actually meaningful. Looking at Yang Can together, Yang Can was a little embarrassed and could only laugh. laugh.
Just when they were drinking and having fun, suddenly there were seven or eight vans rushing over on the street...