"It seems to be Mr. Sun, the fortune teller in the south of the city."
"Sun Tiezui...it seems like he was responsible for the series of car accidents over the overpass. He must be really capable."
"More than that, our chief's daughter is frail and sick. After getting an amulet from Mr. Sun's disciple, she got better. I heard that she is preparing to take the exam for the police academy."
"Oh, what a surprise."
The moment Sun Tiezui appeared, the originally noisy crowd was silent for a moment, and then became noisy again the next second.
Unlike Shi Baibai, a disciple with little reputation, Sun Tiezui's status in the south of the city is quite high.
"broken."
Shi Baibai's expression trembled, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.
Helping Wang Jin resolve the dispute was just one of the reasons why he came forward.
another reason…
There is really something wrong with Yang Buzhu.
Some things have nothing to do with inspiration, and only a Feng Shui master like Shi Baibai, who has been able to do it since elementary school, can see it.
Yang Buzhu's original Yang is not strong, and the human fire will be extinguished.
If the other party admits his mistake and has a good attitude, he also plans to do a favor for free, allowing Wang Jin to make friends with the other party as a "noble person", and everyone will be harmonious and make money.
Unexpectedly, Sun Tiezui appeared.
His colleagues were enemies, not to mention that his master had a conflict with Sun Tiezui.
If the other party jumped out at this moment, they were definitely not here to help.
"Are you Mr. Sun from Jieshantang?"
The Yang Bu tribe instantly became energetic and smiled flatteringly at Sun Tiezui.
He had heard of this Feng Shui master.
A few years ago, some businessmen were developing real estate, but they dug up dirty things. It is said that several lives were lost.
Logically speaking, this property can only be left unfinished, and throwing money into it will outweigh the gains.
But the businessman chose to go it alone and continue development.
Originally, all the colleagues were prepared to watch the businessman's joke, but in the end, they spent a lot of money to find Sun Tiezui.
Sun Tiezui didn't hesitate. He opened the altar, made drawings, drew talismans and applied spells all over the place.
After doing this, he left behind a sentence: "I will give you 30% of your income within five years, and I will give you a chance." Then he waved his sleeves and left.
After that, nothing happened to the building, and the residents were all safe.
If it were just like this, Sun Tiezui wouldn't have such a great reputation.
The outrageous thing is yet to come.
Three years later, the city moved its key high school to the new urban area, which happened to be right next to that community.
The land originally bought at a low price became a school district house, and the price increased several times in an instant.
The businessman made a lot of money and was happy from ear to ear.
From then on, everything went smoothly for the businessman, and he soon became one of the richest men in Jiuchun.
Unfortunately, 30% of one dollar is 30 cents, and 30% of 10 million is 3 million.
The more he earned, the more he had to give to Sun Tiezui.
The businessman began to feel distressed.
He thought about it, and finally found someone to seal up Sun Tiezui's shop, and found an excuse to send him to a detention center.
As a result, the businessman had a car accident that day and died tragically.
This matter has been circulated in the circles of the Yang Bu tribe, which is why he was so respectful to a little-known Feng Shui master like Shi Baibai.
But now, the legendary Sun Tiezui was standing in front of him, and the Yang Bu tribe couldn't wait to go up and pay homage.
"Um."
Sun Tiezui nodded lightly and glanced at the Yangbu clan indifferently.
He simply doesn't like this kind of upstart who has a little money but doesn't know who he is.
Sun Tiezui stood up just to disrupt Shi Baibai's business.
"Mr. Sun, look..."
The Yang Bu clan took three steps at a time and ran up to Sun Tiezui and asked.
Compared to Shi Baibai, he was more willing to believe in the famous Sun Tiezui.
"Mr. Yang, I have to say congratulations to you first."
Sun Tiezui showed a standard smile and spoke while looking at the Yang Bu clan.
"Your face is glowing with auspicious clouds and your head is auspicious. Your fortune has been booming recently, and it's a great time for your career to develop."
"Yes, that's so right."
The Yang Bu tribe nodded wildly, their faces full of joy.
One of the giants of Jiuchun, You Jia, is gone, and retail investors like him who dare to fight and fight will have a chance.
During this period of time, the Yang Bu family earned a little money, so they went out to pick up the car with the new female secretary they had hooked up with.
He didn't tell anyone these things, but Sun Tiezui could see it at a glance.
This is not a master. What is a master?
So Yang Buzhu continued to look at Sun Tiezui with eyes full of reverence, expecting the other party to say something more.
The latter suddenly sighed and lowered his eyebrows, seeming quite regretful.
"Oh...what a pity, what a pity."
Yang Buzhu's heart thumped, and he almost knelt down with his legs weak.
Hearing a fortune teller of Sun Tiezui's level sigh heavily is the same feeling as seeing an old Chinese medicine doctor shaking his head at him.
Wasted.
"Master, where do you start talking about this?"
Yang Buzhu's face turned pale, and he barely managed to keep from falling by relying on the female secretary beside him.
He wanted to know how he became useless.
"It's the so-called 'noble person' in his mouth that conflicts with the aura of wealth and nobility in you, and your wealth is gone."
Sun Tiezui sneered and pointed at Shi Baibai.
"This, this is?"
Yang Buzhu was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Shi Baibai with incredible eyes.
The two Feng Shui masters gave completely opposite answers.
"Mr. Shi, why is this?"
Yang Buzhu's face gradually darkened, and he frowned and asked.
"Then you still need to ask? They are in the same group."
Someone shouted in a daze, and the voice was the clerk guarding the door.
He thought Shi Baibai was very capable, but he didn't expect that he was just a charlatan who talked nonsense.
Now that he had the opportunity to add insult to injury, of course he wouldn't let it go.
"That's it...no wonder."
Yang Buzhu's face was gloomy and his expression was unkind.
He knew that he had been deceived.
If Sun Tiezui had not spoken uprightly, he might have been defrauded of how much money he would have had.
"Master, do you think it can be resolved?"
The female secretary didn't seem to care about Shi Baibai's affairs. She dragged Yang Buzhu to Sun Tiezui, trying to save her boss's lost fortune.
"This... secret must not be revealed. I told you that my life would be shortened."
Sun Tiezui looked embarrassed and muttered in a low voice.
"Master! I'm buying you supplements, please save me!"
Yang Buzhu also reacted at this time. He burst into tears and almost knelt down and kowtowed to Sun Tiezui in public.
"Oh, that's fine."
"If you buy something he loves, wealth will come back to you again."
After Sun Tiezui said this, he vomited blood, as if he had been punished by God.
The female secretary and other shopping guides immediately panicked, passing water and wiping their mouths, as if their own father had been injured.
Wang Jin, who was standing on the edge, saw this scene and his eyes lit up, thinking deeply.
"That's nonsense."
Shi Baibai's face was cold, and his initial kindness was gone from his words.
"Can't you see that his yang energy is flagging and two of the three lamps have gone out?"
He hates people like Sun Tiezui the most.
In order to make it easier for ordinary people to accept it, Shi Baibai would occasionally lie to his employer.
But 70 to 80 percent of those words were true, he just changed his expression into a more acceptable way.
Being cursed is fake, but Yangxu is real.
If he really said that Yang Buzhu was addicted to women and had insufficient Yang, it would make everyone unable to step down.
But Sun Tiezui would not do that.
He deceives as soon as he opens his mouth, saying whatever he can to make himself appear to be powerful.
But there are many people who do this...such as Yang Buzhu.
"You, you still dare to curse me?"
Yang Buzhu shouted sternly, his dissatisfaction with Shi Baibai had washed away any fear in his heart.
"I…"
Shi Baibai wanted to defend himself again, but he didn't know what to say.
Apart from him, the only person who knew that there was something wrong with Yang Buzhu was Sun Tiezui.
But Yang Buzhu chose to believe the lie.
No one can wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, not even Shi Baibai.
As for the solution Sun Tiezui gave...it was pure nonsense, and he just wanted to give Yang Buzhu a chance to vent.
"It's okay, let him take it if you want."
Wang Jin smiled and patted Shi Baibai's shoulder and spoke softly.
He stood behind and watched for a long time, and roughly understood one thing.
There may be something wrong with Yang Buzhu.
Such as cerebral palsy.
And this guy with cerebral palsy doesn't seem to want to give up.
But Wang Jin was not worried, and even wanted to laugh a little.
He has many favorite things.
For example, shock bombs, iron pagodas, scarlet weapons, and medals of courage.
If Yang Buzhu had the strength or financial resources to buy any item from Wang Jin, all the major organizations would rush to get it.
"Beloved thing..."
Yang Buzhu walked swayingly, feeling calm in his heart.
He understood what Sun Tiezui said just now.
Wang Jin’s consent is not required to buy something.
Taking something away and leaving the money is considered an exchange of equal value.
A poor boy like Wang Jin, whose total worth does not exceed five hundred yuan, is not worthy of his fear.
Yang Buzhu smiled and walked forward, but saw a malicious smile on Wang Jin's face.
"I really like this."
The young man patted the limited-edition luxury car next to him and smiled.
He really didn't lie.
If this incident hadn't happened, Wang Jin would have already gone to dinner in the car.
"Damn it, who cares about you?"
Yang Buzhu gritted his teeth and prepared to grab items such as mobile phones and wallets.
Bang!
As soon as Yang Buzhu's palm touched Wang Jin, he flew away far away.
No one even saw clearly how Wang Jin took action.
There were gasps from the crowd.
If you are strong enough and dare to fight, you may be able to become a big boss in some fields.
But that was decades later.
Wang Jin is now just a high school student who can play a little and can't do anything.
Yang Buzhu, who was beaten away for the second time, gritted his teeth and slowly got up, his eyes full of anger.
"I'm here to break the bad news for you."
Wang Jin spread his hands and patted the car.
"Don't even think about what I have on me. It's the only thing you might take away."
"Ahem...that's not yours."
Sun Tiezui wiped the blood on his chin and opened his mouth to make a rescue.
If according to Wang Jin's logic, he just patted the glass of the store and said "I really like this", then wouldn't Yang Buzhu have to buy the store?
"It's not mine...that's not necessarily true."
Wang Jin nodded and turned to look at the clerks who were gathering around and whispering.
"I want to buy this car."
"puff…"
There were bursts of laughter from the crowd, as if they heard something incredible.
They don't know much about the fight between Feng Shui masters, and they don't know who is right and who is wrong.
But they understand one thing.
Wang Jin wants to buy the most expensive limited edition luxury car.
This is no longer a daydream, this is a daydream.
"Wang Jin, we can't afford it."
Shi Baibai's eyes almost popped out of his head. He knew that Wang Jin wanted to stand up for him, but he couldn't do that.
He had come here just for fun. If he really wanted to buy a car, he would have to go out and turn left to find a second-hand dealer.
This kind of thing worth millions...it's better to look at it.
"ha…"
Looking at the laughing crowd, Wang Jin was not angry, but also smiled.
Then he stretched out a hand holding a black card.
"Swipe your card."
The young man shouted softly, looking across the audience.
Almost instantly, the sky rising from him.
It seemed that an invisible aura could be vaguely seen, condensing into the shape of a black dragon.
The horns on its head are ferocious, and it chooses people to devour.
Evil dragon appearance.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada, and you could hear a needle drop inside the store.
As if he was worried that things would get too big, the young man took a breath and his previous momentum disappeared.
Those who were watching the excitement thought they were hallucinating, rubbed their eyes and burst into even louder laughter.
Where did this kid steal a shampoo room membership card and come here?
Whose bank card is completely black? Is there something wrong with it?
However, some people still had different reactions.
Stone is white.
He felt that this black card looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where it came from.
Besides him, there was another person who also took action.
Store manager.
He was staying with other female clerks to watch Wang Jin's jokes, but the moment the black card appeared, he stood up suddenly, as if he had seen something quite terrifying.
Soon, he came over with a pale face, took the card from Wang Jin's hand, turned and walked aside.
Shi Baibai found that his whole body was trembling.
"Okay, okay."
Yang Buzhu stood aside holding his stomach and looked at Wang Jin coldly.
"If you can buy that car, I will pay ten times the price to get it back from you."
"If you can't buy it, I will buy your clothes and you can lead your little girlfriend out naked."
Yang Buzhu threw away the female secretary and shouted sharply.
Although he can't beat Wang Jin, he is very confident in money.
The top-end price of that car is about 3.5 million. Yang Buzhu's net worth is about 40 million, so he can definitely afford it.
But his money is a fixed asset, and it would be a stretch to spend so much money.
Anyone who can easily spend millions on a car is worth hundreds of millions.
Just a high school student... forget it.
No matter how you look at it, Wang Jin doesn't look like a rich man.
Yang Buzhu is sure to defeat this kid.
"OK."
Wang Jin smiled happily and felt happy.
Three and a half million times ten times is thirty-five million.
It's enough to support the plush religious cult for a long time.
Looking at it this way, there are still many good people in the world.
The crowd's laughter gradually subsided, as if they could see something from Wang Jin's calm look.
Soon, some people began to think that Wang Jin looked familiar.
So they took out their mobile phones and looked at the video that had been on trending searches for several days.
That impassioned young man... seems to be Wang Jin.
"With such great appeal at such a young age, maybe he is really the child of some leader?"
Gradually, there were discussions.
But it was soon overshadowed by noisy laughter.
When the manager came back from the card counter tremblingly, everyone stopped talking and looked at Wang Jin.
They were ready to see this young man walking out naked.
That's so interesting.
Some people even secretly took out their mobile phones and prepared to record the video.
Facing everyone's gaze, the manager slowly walked up to Wang Jin and handed over his bank card and a contract.
"Please, please sign."
"You sign it."
Wang Jin patted Shi Baibai, pulled him to sit on the sofa, and motioned for him to sign.
This car was originally used by him to compensate for the seven-hand Jetta, and it was more convenient for it to be in the name of Shi Baibai, a person with a driver's license.
"…ah?"
Shi Baibai looked dull and seemed to have no reaction.
Buying a car, signing a contract...it seems like there must be a step to pay money in the middle?
"I'm so hungry, hurry up."
Shi Baibai dumbly picked up the pen and signed his name at Xiao Hui's urging.
"Are you kidding me? Huh?"
Yang Buzhu, who saw Shi finishing his name in vain, finally recovered from the shock and ran to the coffee table in three steps at a time.
I happened to see the manager take the card reader and gently slide the black card on it.
Transaction successful.
Wang Jin reached out and clicked the "Inquiry" button on the card reader and looked at the balance with the same phone number.
Then he coughed lightly.
Hu Huo said that there is a lot of money in this black card.
It seems that this "many" is not the same concept as the "many" in Wang Jin's eyes.
"The fuck...the machine is broken?"
Yang Buzhu picked up the card reader and banged it on the coffee table, trying to find the problem.
Unfortunately, the slightly hasty sound of high heels completely shattered his fantasy.
There is only one person in this store who can wear high heels, and that is a very beautiful female owner.
The transaction amount of three to five million is not enough to alarm her, but this black card obviously carries a lot of weight.
"The distinguished guest is here...it's you!"
A woman in a cheongsam walked over quickly, but when she saw Wang Jin's face clearly, she smiled in surprise, then walked up to him and saluted respectfully.
"You are the…"
Wang Jin touched his chin and tried hard to think of this person's name.
Blank.
But Wang Jin knew that he had seen this woman.
It’s Liu Xian of the She family.
"Just call me Chang Hong."
The woman nodded and squatted obediently next to Wang Jin, keeping her posture as low as possible.
This is someone who can be on an equal footing with Old Mrs. She.
What's more, he is so young.
Of course, we should do our best to please such a person with an immeasurable future.
"What the hell...what's going on?"
Yang Buzhu slumped on the ground, showing the same expression as the other store clerks.
My eyes almost flew out.
Chang Hong is very beautiful, but also very dangerous.
The proprietress of this specialty store has a terrifying background. She usually doesn't even bother to show up when she encounters a one or two million deal.
There was once a customer who spent tens of millions just to have Chang Hong toast with a glass of wine.
As a result, Chang Hong's face didn't even show.
But the usually arrogant and domineering guest just smiled angrily and left in despair.
Examples of this abound.
But now, Chang Hong was squatting at the young man's feet, asking him softly if he wanted to exchange for a better one for free.
Respectfully like a junior.
"…ah?"
Shi Baibai opened his mouth, but he didn't take it back for a long time.
His consternation had been rising steadily from the moment Wang Jin successfully swiped his card, and now it finally reached its peak.