Chapter 24 How Can This Go On?

At this time, Yang Yongkang has never been so nervous today.

"Special number, 15."

"Number for this issue: 02.04.12.14.17.24.15."

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At this moment, Yang Yongkang only felt that his brain was blank, as if he was knocked out by something, but at this moment, Yang Yongkang suddenly remembered what the little boss said.

"Mr. Yang, you must buy a lottery ticket when you arrive at school. You are very lucky..."

"How come? Could it be that the little boss can really tell fortunes?"

Yang Yongkang was dumbfounded at this moment, even if he didn't believe it, he had to believe it now.

luck?

Although Yang Yongkang believed it, it was more of a small boss. If it wasn't for the small boss, how could he stop at the door of the lottery shop.

And you will never buy a ticket.

Yang Yongkang rubbed his eyes, carefully looked at the numbers on the TV, and then at the lottery ticket in his hand.

The numbers are exactly the same.

grunt!

Yang Yongkang swallowed, for him tonight, I am afraid it will be a sleepless night.

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"Teacher Yang, should you listen to yourself and buy a lottery ticket?" Lin Fan originally wanted to use Teacher Yang to test his fortune-telling skills, but now he no longer needs it.

Lin Fan can clearly say that the classification of fortune-telling is really against the sky.

It's not a big deal to go to the pinnacle of life from now on.

"By the way, just do the math, why is it so troublesome." When Lin Fan was doing the math for Teacher Yang, he suddenly found something was wrong.

"What's going on here? This Teacher Yang is obviously very lucky. How could he become a prosperous official? It's so unscientific."

Lin Fan couldn't figure it out, and then he didn't think about it anymore, maybe he would only know when they met.

At this time, Lin Fan took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo to see how Weibo was going.

"I'll go, why did I only gain six fans in one afternoon, it's too little." Lin Fan was a little unhappy, there was nothing wrong with his name, how could there be so few followers.

But at this time, Lin Fan saw two people commenting on him.

Weibo name Qiudao Zhanyu: Hehe! The current magic stick has caught up with the trend, even Weibo has started to do business, it is simply mentally retarded.

Lin Fan was a little unhappy when he saw this comment. This guy actually humiliated himself, he really couldn't bear it.

Then he read the second comment. When he saw this comment, Lin Fan smiled. Sure enough, there are still people in this world who believe in him.

Taking pleasure in the confusion of Weibo names: Wang Mingyang, male, born on the fourth day of September 1991, during the Shenshi, to see the luck of wealth.

One afternoon after the Weibo was officially launched, a person came to tell me his fortune. This is a good start.

Afterwards, Lin Fan began to count based on what he was given.

The skill given by this encyclopedia is domineering, solving everything in minutes.

"Yo, this person's fate is not bad. It seems that sometimes this fate is really destined."

This is sometimes enviable, and then Lin Fan typed happily.

"A small gamble is fun, a big gamble hurts your health, and you will lose your money tomorrow."

This is not straightforward, but people with a discerning eye can see what it means.

After Lin Fan resolved all of this, he continued to post a Weibo.

"Free divination countdown, the last two days."

After all this was resolved, Lin Fan turned off Weibo directly, preparing for a good rest, and the journey of fortune-telling will officially start tomorrow.

For this encyclopedia, Lin Fan is still very satisfied, as if it is like a dream.

Lin Fan is an ordinary person, especially young people, who doesn't want to make a lot of money, but he has to work hard with his own hands.

If you want to make a fortune, then Mr. Yang's lottery ticket is yours.

After Mr. Yang bought the lottery ticket, he would directly fool him over, that would definitely not be a problem.

But it's too beastly to do so.

the next day!

Boom!

"Who is here to report so early." Lin Fan was furious.

"It's me, Lao Tian." Tian Shengun shouted from outside the door.

"Come on, come on, why is it so early." Lin Fan opened the door, Tian Shengun walked in with something in his arms.

"What is this?" Lin Fan rubbed his eyes and asked.

"Aren't we going to do fortune-telling together? I have to bring this guy to you." Tian Shenstick spread out the things, and then took them out.

"What are these things? Why does it even have a compass?" Lin Fan looked at the things inside, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

"For fortune-telling, sometimes you have to show people Feng Shui, these are essential for a fortune-teller."

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In the end, Lin Fan was helpless and overturned all of them. These things are useless to Lin Fan, but if he can open a store, it is still good, but in this place in the magic city, he wants to rent a shop. , still need some money.

Both Tian Shengun and Lin Fan are poor and useless, basically useless.

Then I was busy until three or four in the afternoon, and then I was busy with everything.

The booth was the same as before, but above it, there was a big signboard with a few big characters written on the photo.

"Master Lin, the divine fortune teller."

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Red Star Primary School.

When Lin Fan's booth came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

And at this moment, Tian Shengun stood up directly, yelling loudly.

"Master Lin with the iron mouth, life and death can be judged by one word, and wealth can be judged by one word..."

Lin Fan originally thought Tian Shengun was going to say something, but when he heard this, he exploded, and immediately interrupted, how did you say it so mysteriously.

"The little boss has left the stall."

Lin Fan is an old sign around now, and everyone is thinking about the delicious hand pancakes, so they also rushed over at this moment.

"Little boss, you didn't go out to the stall this morning, but you're waiting to die, but now it's all right, and you can go out to the stall." The old customer said excitedly, but when he saw the content on the sign, he was stunned.

"Hey, little boss, what are you doing?"

Lin Fan smiled mysteriously, "I changed my career, and I specialize in fortune-telling."

"Ah! Don't do it. What future does fortune-telling have? It's better to grab pancakes." For these old customers, isn't this killing them?

Then more and more people came, and they all came for the pancakes.

Now that the little boss is doing fortune-telling, it doesn't mean that they have cut off their delicious food.

Afterwards, Lin Fan's booth became lively. Every word you said, and every word I said, were all trying to persuade Lin Fan to continue making finger cakes.

But for Lin Fan, how could this be possible? If he continued to sell finger cakes, he wouldn't be struck to death by lightning.

"Little boss, I'll tell my fortune, but the premise is that you must make me a finger cake."

"Yes, that's right, I will pay for the fortune-telling, but I must give us a hand pancake."

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When Lin Fan heard these words, he was completely convinced. Could it be that this finger cake is really so unreasonable.

"Guys, I really don't want to make finger cakes. Now I'm in the fortune-telling industry. If you are interested, you can give it a try." Lin Fan said.

"Little boss, you can pity us, this fortune-telling is all foolishness, it's not as real as grabbing cakes."

"Yeah, this fortune-telling is all a lie."

Lin Fan and Tian Shengun looked at each other, both of them were deeply helpless. If this continues, how can this fortune-telling industry continue, and the task may not be completed.

And when everyone was desperately persuading Lin Fan, a voice came from afar.

The voice was extremely excited, as if it hadn't gotten out of the excitement yet.

"Little boss..."

When Lin Fan looked towards the source of the voice, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looks like a savior has arrived.