Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

It was the first time that he felt embarrassed about money: Master, may I ask how much is the fortune-telling?

Lin Qingyin took a sip of tea and said indifferently, Don't worry, I don't need two or three million. I usually only need two thousand five hundred yuan per hexagram.

Two thousand five? Zou Ning raised his head suddenly, looked at Lin Qingyin in disbelief, and stammered: Do you really need so little? Master, although I don't have two or three million, but tens of thousands of dollars. There is still money, you don't need to lower the price so much.

Still a sincere young man, Lin Qingyin took a piece of the snack and took a bite and said, This is the price everywhere, 2,500 fortune-telling, 2,000 to hundreds of thousands of amulets, and other items are quoted separately according to the situation. Lin Qingyin looked at Zou Ning with bulging cheeks: Aren't you just a fortune teller? Two thousand five is enough.

Zou Ning's eyes were a little wet. He felt that the master must have seen his embarrassment and said such a low price. Otherwise, depending on the master's ability, adding two more zeros would not be much.

Since the master is kind, Zou Ning is no longer hypocritical, and said directly: I am doing this for my mother, she suddenly disappeared when she was traveling three years ago, and my father called the police at that time. People went out to look for it, but there has been no news. My father said that my mother encountered an accident when she went to sea, and she may have sunk to the bottom of the sea...

Lin Qingyin looked at him: You don't want to accept this ending, do you want to figure out if your mother is still alive?

Zou Ning nodded: I'm really unwilling to live without a dead body, what if my mother is still alive!

When Zou Ning said these words, he was actually very embarrassed. He also knew that if he was okay, how could he not go home for three years, but he was not willing to accept the fact that his mother had passed away.

Lin Qingyin didn't start a hexagram, but took a cup of tea and sipped slowly: Have you ever thought that maybe your mother can't come back because of other hidden feelings?

There was a look of pain on Zou Ning's face, but he still didn't shake his idea of ​​looking for his mother: I thought about it, I even wondered if my mother's disappearance was related to my father, but this is not the reason why I gave up my mother. I'd rather my dad hate me, and I'll get my mom back.

Lin Qingyin put down the teacup and said, From your face, your mother is indeed still alive. I can help you figure out where she is now.

When Zou Ning heard this, he straightened his back abruptly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Lin Qingyin pull out a golden tortoise shell. He immediately closed his mouth tightly and stared at Lin Qingyin Yao without blinking. Gua.

In fact, Lin Qingyin had already seen all kinds of things from Zou Ning's face, but in order to confirm the specific location of Zou Ning's mother, she still made a hexagram. Six times in a row, Lin Qingyin had already seen the result. She stretched out her hand to copy the ancient money and collected it: Your family is not bad, the inheritance left by your ancestors belongs to your mother, right?

Zou Ning nodded: Now my foreign trade company is left by my grandfather. My mother studied art and knows nothing about business, so my father has been taking care of the company all these years.

Lin Qingyin didn't know much about business, so she asked directly, Is the company your grandfather left behind directly for your mother or shares?

Zou Ning is not particularly clear about the company, but because his grandfather's will was published by a lawyer, he still remembers this: My grandfather owns 90% of the shares in this company, and the other shares are given to some A veteran-level employee. When my grandfather passed away, his shares were divided into three. My mother accounted for 35%, I owned 30%, and the other 25% belonged to my dad. of.

Lin Qingyin frowned slightly: What's the use of this share?

In the past, dividends were distributed according to shares every year, but my mother didn't care about these mundane things, and the dividends were all paid to the family account. It doesn't matter who it is, but I haven't heard my dad talk about dividends in the past two years. Zou Ning thought Duoxiang added: I heard him mention that he wants the company to go public.

After Zou Ning finished speaking, he became more and more uneasy. He glanced at Lin Qingyin's face nervously and asked, Master, is my mother's disappearance related to the listing of the company?

It's a bit involved, but I don't know much about these twists and turns, you have to check the details yourself. Lin Qingyin said: There is a mental sanatorium at the easternmost position of Qindao, and your mother is there.

Zou Ning stood up abruptly and asked in disbelief, Master, are you saying that my mother didn't die at all, but was locked up in a mental hospital.

Lin Qingyin nodded, Zou Ning's heart seemed to be immersed in ice water.

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