The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

[Turn a bad card? A thing that will bring you good luck by writing the names of your loved ones? 】

[Why should we destroy something like that? Don't you want to transfer it to yourself? 】

[Otherwise, give it to me! Ah, I don’t want to use it, I just want to see what it looks like. 】

Yingu Qiqiu said: "This kind of thing is too evil, and it can easily lead to people's greed. I will definitely not use it, but if I keep it at home, I won't guarantee that future generations will use it."

"In short, I don't want this kind of thing to stay in my hands anymore. I also tried destroying it, but it couldn't be destroyed by fire or knife. Therefore, after much thought, I found the anchor."

Sang Feiwan said: "I can handle it. Just bring the things to me when you have time."

Yingu Qiqiu is actually Zheng Lanxin, Pang Shengyong’s ex-wife.

That day, she gave the bad luck card to Zhuang Xiaoyan, and Zhuang Xiaoyan wrote Pang Shengyong's name and birth date on it.

Just a week later, Pang Sheng Yongke died in a foreign country.

But Zhuang Xiaoyan disappeared since then, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

As for the Pang family's property, she also thought too much. But people like Pang Shengyong had their property notarized long before they registered their marriage.

Therefore, this short-lived marriage ended hastily after paying the price of a pair of legs.

Everything about the Pang family fell into the hands of Zheng Lanxin and her children.

The fortune-telling card in Pang Shengyong's hand and that of Zhuang Xiaoyan also fell into Zheng Lanxin's hands.

She would definitely not use it herself, but she was also afraid that her children would use it in the future and bring disaster.

That's why she found Sang Feiwan.

As a fan of Sang Feiwan, Zheng Lanxin has great trust in her character and abilities.

After getting Sang Feiwan's reply, Zheng Lan said to her heart: "If it is convenient for you, I will deliver it in person tomorrow morning."

At this point, even without seeing her face, Sang Feiwan already understood her identity.

"Okay, see you tomorrow morning."

The connection was cut off, and the public screen was still discussing the matter of turning bad luck cards.

Many people are even asking where they can get the bad luck cards.

Sang Feiwan said solemnly: "Don't touch evil things. A temporary fortune will cost you more, and it will greatly damage your moral character and affect the next life."

[Maybe I am afraid of poverty. Even if I only have 12 years of good luck, I still want to taste the feeling of being rich. 】

[I just want to live a better life in this life, and I will talk about the next life in the next life. 】

[Brother upstairs, maybe you said the same thing in your previous life. 】

[I want to know what will happen to Yin De? 】

[I know this question well, such as being a maggot in the next life. 】

【…】

There was a lot of excitement on the public screen, and everything was said.

Sang Feiwan didn't say anything more. People who are truly greedy can't be persuaded to come back.

For example, Pang Shengyong back then.

Soon, she selected the second online netizen tonight.

At this moment, what appeared on the screen was a man in his early thirties wearing a black tuxedo and slicked back hair.

The man originally had a serious face, but when he saw himself appearing in front of the camera, he immediately smiled professionally and greeted politely:

"Hello anchor, good evening to all netizens! I am a senior housekeeper, Lao Mu."

After saying hello, Lao Mu began to consult Sang Feiwan: "Anchor, I have been under a lot of pressure recently. I always have insomnia and my mental state is not very good. I kind of want to resign, but I am afraid that I will not be able to find a job with a monthly salary of 10 after resigning. . So I want to ask the anchor, should I continue to work for money, or give up the high salary?"

As soon as the monthly salary of 10 came out, netizens became excited:

[Resign, resign immediately! Then he introduced me to be a housekeeper. 】

[Oh my god, I can’t make 10 a year. Is there any way I can make 10 a month? 】

[The easiest way is to find a husband with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan. Mr. Mu, are you married? Do you have a partner? Can you consider me? 】

[Upstairs, I went to your homepage and watched your videos. You are a man! 】

【What's wrong with the man? Who says you have to be of the opposite sex to have a partner? 】

[Everyone, please stop making fun of me. I want to know why Lao Mu gave up his monthly salary of 100,000 yuan? 】

Lao Mu also saw the envious remarks of netizens. He sighed and said: "This job is not as easy as you think!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the wig on his head, revealing the shiny top of his head.

Lao Mu said: "This is the sequelae of being a housekeeper for more than a year! A year ago, I was a young man with thick hair, and now I am bald like this!"

Lao Mu is a senior housekeeper. In addition to managing the servants at home, he also has to be at the disposal of the young master at any time.

The young master has been hurt in love and has a cold and perverse personality.

He would often glance at him, and the housekeeper would react immediately and get clothes or slippers for the young master.

If the young master's eyes are for clothes and you use them as slippers, your wages will be deducted.

As an excellent housekeeper, Lao Mu did a pretty good job of observing people's emotions.

The incident occurred half a year ago.

One day half a year ago, the young master suddenly brought back a young woman, Miss Ling.

Miss Ling was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans, and looked out of place in the young master's luxurious villa.

But the cold young master treated her differently and even smiled at her for a rare occasion.

Lao Mu couldn't help but say: "I haven't seen the young master smile so happily for a long time. Miss Ling is really different!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master's face suddenly darkened: "Old Mu, you talk too much, and your salary will be deducted by 10,000 yuan."

Lao Mu: "..."

Lao Mu could tell that the young master liked Miss Ling very much.

But I don’t know why, his liking is a bit perverted... Although it’s not a good thing to say this to the young master.

But it's very perverted.

You obviously like someone, but you always find faults in quarrels for no apparent reason.

One moment, he was disgusted with the coldness towards him, so he threw all the vases at home in anger.

The next moment, he felt sorry for her poverty and lacked good clothes and bags, so she bought a lot of things and asked Lao Mu to deliver them to Miss Ling.

Lao Mu carried a lot of things into his old community, climbed up seven floors, and finally delivered them to Miss Ling's door.

As a result, Miss Ling felt that the young master was insulting her with money and refused to accept it.

Poor old Mu had no choice but to carry big and small bags of things again and squeakingly sent them back to the young master.

The young master was furious: "There is no reason to take back the things I gave you! Old Mu, keep giving them!"

Lao Mu: "..."