Setting up a fortune-telling stall: No money for divination?ghosts have to die

After a while, Chen Feng had figured out what he wanted to consult.

"According to the original fate line, you will never be able to sit in the position of director in your life.

In the end, he will become addicted to alcohol because he cares about official career. "

"This... People like me really can't take the position." Zhao Jian looked a little disappointed.

It is a very depressing emotion to have great ambitions in your heart but not be able to display them.

Chen Feng smiled, "Zhao Jian don't worry, I will solve the problem for you after taking your money."

"Today is August 8th, you arrive at the entrance of Lingnan City Airport on time at eleven o'clock in the evening on the 9th.

Within half an hour a washboard woman in a beret comes along, he's a man in disguise, and you take him back to the police station.

As long as you can get him to confess within eight hours, you can be the chief of the bureau within five days. "

[System prompt: luck value -500 points, magic point +650 points]

Chen Feng can only count up to this point. As for who the 'woman' is, he can't figure it out.

Zhao Jian couldn't hide the shock on his face when he heard his confident words.

It's that simple, you can get promoted?

Could this 'woman' be a felon?

But even so, when the time comes, he will still be robbed of the credit by the director, and he will not be able to be promoted at all.

"Chen Feng, as long as I do what you say, can I really achieve my wish?"

Zhao Jian still couldn't believe it. It was too dreamy to be the chief of the bureau within ten days.

He never imagined it.

"Officer Zhao, other feng shui masters may lie to you for ten or eight years, but I, a fortune teller, guarantee it!"

"I swear on my life!"

In fact, Chen Feng didn't need to convince the other party at all.

But Zhao Jian's past, as well as his personality, made Chen Feng have a good impression of him.

"Okay! Chen Feng, I believe in you. You have such an excellent fortune-telling ability at this age, and your future is bright!"

Chen Feng opened the payment code on the mobile phone, and said with a smile: "The two-dimensional horse is here, let Weixin transfer the money."

Zhao Jian's expression froze for a moment, the payment code came unexpectedly.

After the successful transfer, he didn't stay any longer.

"Officer Zhao, don't rush out of the apartment when you go downstairs later."

Zhao Jian was stunned for a moment, and didn't ask why, anyway, he just did it.

When he came downstairs, he stayed inside the security door for two seconds.

At this moment, with a "boom", a car passed by the door at high speed, and it brushed against the wall.

For a moment, Zhao Jian felt a sense of survival after a catastrophe.

If he didn't stop for a while, the impact force of this car would be enough for him to say goodbye to this world.

"This young man must pay attention!"

He brought the driver under control, and then asked the nearby police officers to come and hand over.

"Brother, who came here just now, and bought roast goose legs."

Chen Ziling just finished cooking, and saw that there was another cooked food on the table, and couldn't help showing a greedy expression.

"Officer Zhao came to ask me for a fortune-telling. I don't want to eat this roasted goose leg. You need nutrition to grow your body."

She immediately put on an unconvinced look and straightened her body, "My brother needs to grow up. I'm not young anymore."

Then he folded his arms and said with a serious face: "Half of one person, brother, you are too thin now, so you can't get a wife like this. As your younger sister, I am very worried!"

Chen Feng shook his head with a smile. He was used to Chen Ziling often calling him "mother".

A day passed.

The luck value has naturally increased to 1900 points.

Within five days, it will definitely break through the 3000-point mark.

the next morning.

As soon as he set up his booth, some customers came.

However, the other party was wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Waxed black hair, better-than-average skin, and a black leather jacket.

"I saw in An Zimo's live broadcast that you pay ten for a wrong fortune-telling here. Are you very confident?"

Chen Feng pushed his sunglasses and said with a smile: "Don't worry about my lack of confidence, you can see that I'm good enough if I haven't been detained by the authorities yet."

The other party thought about it, and it was true.

He saw that An Zimo had paid 2 yuan. If he was really inaccurate and suspected of fraud, he would definitely report it to the authorities.

"Okay! Then help me figure out how to get No. 1 on the Dragon Country Star Popularity List."

This person is a star?

Chen Feng was overjoyed. If he was a star, then the fortune-telling fee would have to be increased.

"Okay, please take off the mask, you also know that my fortune-telling is based on the face."

The other party took off his mask and kept his sunglasses and hat on.

However, Chen Feng still didn't know who the other party was. After all, he didn't have time to know any celebrities before.

But at this time, through the god-level fortune-telling technique, he already roughly knows the basic information of the other party, as well as the past events.

Those past events disgusted him.

Wu Zhenguo, now 25 years old, is not from Longguo, he is a popular male star in Longguo.

But with the help of his own fame, he did all kinds of bad things, and even did some things that both people and gods were angry with.

Facing this kind of person, Chen Feng's charges will not be cheap.

He said indifferently, "I can calculate it for you, but the fee is very expensive, 50."

"50? Why don't you go and rob it!" Wu Zhenguo's voice was full of anger.

"Looking at your clothes, you can tell that you are a poor ghost. If the calculation is not accurate, who am I going to ask for 500 million?"

Chen Feng leaned back, crossed his arms, and pushed the sunglasses.

"You're insulting my ability, I'm a fortune teller, be sure!"

"Your average daily salary is more than 200 million, 50, not expensive at all."

Wu Zhenguo's expression froze for a moment, how does this guy know his income?

Is it possible that it is still a real fortune teller?

He immediately compromised, "Okay, as long as you are accurate, don't say 50, I will give 100 million!"

Chen Feng looked at him indifferently, and said lightly: "You have played adult games with minors many times, forced adults to play games with you many times, played manypeoples'sport, and even smoked things that should not be eaten .”

"As long as you apologize to those who played games with you, you will be on the No.1 popularity list just around the corner."

"Otherwise, within two days, you will be ruined."

Chapter 10 No money for fortune telling? Got hit by a car?

[System prompt: luck value -400, magic point +550]

Wu Zhenguo couldn't help being terrified when he heard Chen Feng tell all about him.

Make me apologize to those whores, don't even think about it.

Those things were obviously done very covertly, but how could this person find out casually?

Could it be that you have investigated me?

"You... what are you talking about, do you know that this is slander, slander!"

"If you have evidence, show it. You're a magic stick. You'd better not talk about it. Be careful that I will sue you for defamation!"

"Liar, he spit!"

Wu Zhenguo scolded angrily, and even spit on the booth, then left in a hurry.

But within a few steps, a car came from nowhere on the road and knocked him into the air.

Because he walked in a hurry, the other driver failed to stop the car.

But it looked like he couldn't die, probably a broken leg.

Chen Feng watched the scene with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The fortune teller doesn't give you money, so you got hit by a car."

"Damn it, it caused me to deduct 400 luck points in vain, but this thing that endangers society will not be cured for a few days."

The driver who caused the accident sent Wu Zhenguo to a nearby hospital, and finally the official judged that Wu Zhenguo was fully responsible.

After all, the driver was not speeding, and there was no zebra crossing on the road. The accident was caused by Wu Zhenguo himself suddenly running off the road.

If it weren't for the fact that he is a star, the officials might suspect that he was trying to cheat insurance.

And Chen Feng was also depressed today.

It has happened twice that fortune-telling does not give money.

He even considered whether to give money first and then serve.

But this will definitely make an already flat business worse.

He needs money now.

until dusk.

A second customer came to the fortune-telling stall, a young girl.

She had just arrived at the booth and sat down when the sky suddenly became cloudy and it began to rain heavily.

This rainy place is only 50 meters in diameter.

"Miss, please stay away from me for more than three meters, don't come close!"

As if seeing a ghost, Chen Feng quickly distanced himself from the other party.

He glanced at the other party just now, and the top of his head was covered with a cloud of thick purple gas.

As big as a head.

It's musty!

Moreover, there is still an extremely strong musty smell, which will bring bad things to the people nearby.

At the same time, it will also affect the Feng Shui of the building.

The girl was also taken aback, she quickly backed away, and asked in puzzlement, "Fortune-teller, what's the matter?"

As soon as she stepped back, the rain stopped, but Chen Feng was already drenched.

"I'm ashamed to ask, you know what's going on with you yourself, so don't go any further."

"You...you know my situation?" the girl asked in surprise.

"I'm proficient in fortune-telling. Of course I know, but I can't help you today. Go back first and come back in ten days."

The girl said with some disappointment: "Then... well, if I come back in ten days, can you help me solve this big trouble?"

"Okay, let's go back."

Seeing the girl leave, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party's name is Lin Qingwan, 22 years old, this cloud of bad luck is innate, and the mother lost too much blood to death when she was just born.

Later, when she was 5 years old, her father also died in a car accident, and the orphanage was responsible for taking her over.