Quick Travel: The host only wants to make money

The people in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that there was nothing wrong.

Those who originally insisted that there were no ghosts took advantage of the opportunity and said, "I'll just say it!"These are all fake, what’s the matter?These are all made up by this Taoist priest to deceive people. 】

[After waiting for a long time, there are no ghosts. I still want to broaden my horizons! 】

【cut!what! 】

The old Taoist priest saw the heated comments on the barrage, and originally wanted to broadcast these things live to tell everyone that Taoist priests are not all liars.

Now it seems like it was counterproductive.

Seeing that the old Taoist priest was a little frustrated, Xia Mian walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Actually, it's a good thing that people don't believe there are ghosts in the world. It means that life is healthy now and there is no danger, which is a good thing."

The old Taoist priest was relieved immediately, yes!They don’t need to prove to others whether they are liars, and no one needs them to explain that they haven’t encountered anything difficult.

He turned off the live broadcast, "You're right, I was the one caught in the act."

Seeing that he had figured it out, Xia Mian said nothing more.

Several people walked towards the hospital together. Since the reason for this matter had been found, it was necessary to tell the Lin family who was still in the hospital and obtain their consent to start work on the feng shui in the room.

After arriving at the hospital, Xia Mian saw the two father and son lying on the bed, and her lips twitched. They looked really miserable.

The son seemed fine, just lying there quietly. After all, it had been a while since he had been in a car accident and he was now recovering.

The richest man Lin looked a little miserable. There were wounds on his forehead, the corners of his mouth, and his arms. Although there were many wounds, they were all minor injuries, and they just looked a little miserable.

The old Taoist priest swaggered over and was greeted by Huang Yinyin, the wife of the richest man Lin.

"Taoist Priest, are you saying that our house has a feng shui problem?"

Mao Gengen nodded, glanced at Xia Mian, and knew that she didn't want to be in the limelight, so he simply took all the credit on himself, and finally gave Xia Mian some money to see.

"Exactly. Madam, after the richest man Lin and Mr. Ling wake up, we can discuss it carefully and see when to make some changes in the house?"

Huang Yinyin was still a little hesitant, because the house impressed her too deeply.

When people sit there, the chandelier above their head will suddenly fall down. Now that she is told that there is no ghost, she really doesn't believe it.

Moreover, Mao Gengen didn't look like the Taoist priests he had found before. He was wearing uniform clothes and holding a fly whisk in his hand. This old Taoist priest was dressed in tatters and didn't look like a serious Taoist priest.

Huang Yinyin somewhat doubted the authenticity of the people in front of her.

It wasn't that the old Taoist priest didn't see the suspicion in Huang Yinyin's eyes, but he just smiled helplessly. He took out his Taoist priest certificate and handed it to Huang Yinyin.

"This proves Pindao's identity. Pindao is a true Taoist priest, not one of those fake ones."

After Huang Yinyin saw the Taoist certificate, she was relieved of her doubts.

The ones they found before didn't have this. They just looked at their clothes and let them in directly.

Now that I think about it, those people before were fake, but the old Taoist priest in rags in front of me is the real one.

The expression on Huang Yinyin's face changed for a moment, and she said with a smile: "I remember everything the Taoist Master said, but we are really afraid of that house. It is estimated that even after the Feng Shui is changed, Duan Duan will not dare to live there again. , our family plans to move into another house.”

The old Taoist priest knew clearly that the Lin family was rich and noble, and naturally it was not just a house. Naturally, there was no need to live back there.

"In that case, there is no problem."

Huang Yinyin directly transferred the money to the old Taoist priest on the spot. The old Taoist priest looked at the money received on his mobile phone and felt that Huang Yinyin had given him too much. They just went to take a look and did not take action to solve the problem.

"This……"

Huang Yinyin smiled and said, "Master, although our family will not go back to live in the old house over there, our new house has not seen Feng Shui yet, so we are not afraid of Master's jokes. We have found many Taoist priests before and they all said that we The house used to have no problems and the feng shui was excellent, but now it has so many problems. We are really scared. Now we meet the master and ask him to help us check it out. The money is for the feng shui."

So it turned out that the old Taoist priest neatly collected the money and took over Huang Yinyin's business.

After that, the old Taoist priest glanced at Xia Mian and asked what Xia Mian meant.

Seeing Xia Mian nod, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, Xia Mian saw those things when he was in the villa. His eyesight was not very good. If Xia Mian didn't go, then he would have no choice but to go back and bring in reinforcements.

His eyesight is not good, Lao Liu's eyesight is not bad, but if it is really not good enough, ask the president.

Huang Yinyin is not a fool. She can see that the old Taoist priest has been quietly asking the little girl next to him, indicating that this little girl is the true master.

But seeing that the little girl didn't want to show off, Huang Yinyin just smiled.

"This young lady looks so young. Is she the master's apprentice?"

Xia Mian shook his head, "No, I'm just interested in catching ghosts and reading Feng Shui. I'm not a Taoist."

Huang Yinyin naturally recognized Xia Mian. She had also seen Xia Mian's popular dim sum shop on her mobile phone. Knowing that Xia Mian was not telling the truth, she didn't say anything more.

I just understand in my heart that both of them are true masters, but Master Mao's level is far inferior to the little girl in front of him.

Huang Yinyin didn't point it out, she just planned to have someone find the address of Xia Mian's snack shop and buy some snacks from time to time.

After getting acquainted with each other, if something happens at home again, considering the friendship of buying snacks, this little girl will probably not shut herself out.

Naturally, Xia Mian could see that Huang Yinyin's little Jiujiu were curious about her, which was exactly what she wanted. They took the initiative to send them to her door, which was completely different from the fact that she wanted to cater to them.

After returning, Yang Xiaoran dared to speak out, "I didn't expect the wife of the richest man Lin to be so young. His son is already twenty, right? How talented is this lady?"

Xia Mian smiled, "She takes good care of herself, what's so strange about her?"

Yang Xiaoran clicked her tongue, "I thought that people like this were not easy to get in touch with, and they should be quite indifferent. I didn't expect that the money was settled so smoothly, and I also gave the old Taoist priest the task of watching the maple tree fall."

Xia Mian didn't find it strange. In fact, the more real the family background, the more polite and approachable people in the family were.

Only those nouveau riche will look down on others and think that they are superior to others now that they are rich.

Really wealthy people attach great importance to etiquette issues.