"Master Wang, please take a closer look. ”

"Yes, we don't feel at ease with your general statement!"

Wang Keke didn't have time to show them again, so he said: "I'm going to rest today, and my store will open in a few days, and I hope the big guys will come back to cheer at that time." ”

Lin Jiaojiao was in the group and kept apologizing to Wang Ke.

After Wang Ke replied to Lin Jiaojiao, he stopped talking, after all, they didn't finish asking, and his current mental power loss was extremely serious.

In the end, these beauties in the group saw that Wang Ke no longer replied to messages, so they had to give up. Knowing that Wang Ke was really capable, they should have asked a few more questions that day.

At the same time, in front of a private club full of luxury cars.

A group of gentlemen were chatting and laughing, and the young man in front of them looked serious and gloomy.

"Mr. Song walks slowly, let's have a good time when we have a chance in the future. A young man said with a laugh.

"Okay. Song Zhihong nodded, although the expression on his face was natural, and he didn't seem to take the lost money to heart, but in fact, he was extremely angry in his heart.

"A bunch of dogs, dare to trick me, let's see, this matter won't just be settled. Song Zhihong's face turned red.

These four million is indeed a small amount for Song Zhihong, if it is really bad luck, he is speechless, but others collude to pit himself, which makes him a little unbearable.

Song Zhihong didn't see it at first, but then gradually realized that something was wrong.

However, for Song Zhihong, face is more important than anything else, so it is natural to continue to play to the end.

When it comes to what it ends, you can afford to lose.

"Grass, these four million should be used to send food. ”

When Song Zhihong came home, he couldn't sleep angrily, turned on his mobile phone, and found that the message he had left on the platform under a fortune teller had been restored.

"Huh?"

This look made Song Zhihong stunned, and his eyes were full of surprise.

He read the message replied by the fortune teller, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, this fortune teller actually calculated that he would be ruined early in the morning?

This made Song Zhihong unbelievable!

Fortune-telling is such a mysterious thing, Song Zhihong was originally skeptical.

Song Zhihong has no background, only money, entered the society at the age of sixteen or seventeen, after ten years of hard work, he has been sitting on tens of billions of family properties.

This is indeed a winner in life for such a young person.

Song Zhihong pondered for a while, and then replied to the fortune teller: "I was calculated by someone and lost four million, how can I get back to the field?"

is the so-called small gambling pleasure, Song Zhihong is just playing with gambling or something, but he is very curious, this baked cold noodle god is a part-time fortune teller, whether he has real skills.

Not long after Song Zhihong sent the message, the messenger of justice replied to the message.

"The night after tomorrow, just sit north and face south. ”

Song Zhihong couldn't help frowning when he saw this reply, this is too casual, right?

He now feels that the other party is talking nonsense, and it is estimated that the last time he was talking nonsense, and it happened to be true.

"If you win the day after tomorrow, I'll give you a million. If you can't win, I'll report you for a million. ”

Song Zhihong shrugged his shoulders, sent this message, and quit the platform, and then contacted those people and agreed to continue playing a game the day after tomorrow.

And here, Wang Ke looked at Song Zhihong's news and couldn't help frowning: "This rich man's style of doing things is awesome." ”

Since the label of fortune teller was added, except for this Song Zhihong, no one else has come to him for fortune telling.

However, I checked this Song Zhihong on the Internet, Wang Ke really admired the five-body projection, he was young and had tens of billions of family properties, and the young generation of the entire Lingcheng was a real cow.

Early in the morning of the second day, Wang Ke went out, he made an appointment with Song Wei, to find a storefront, and officially began to establish his own high-end personality, fortune teller, Master Wang.

What is the most important thing for Wang Ke?

Emotional points, of course!

If you become a celebrity, the more people who follow him, the more emotional points he will gain in the future, so to become a respected Master Wang is the first step to gaining emotional points.

Of course, it seems a bit harder.

After all, to have tens of millions of fans on the Internet, it is a long way to go, and it is not as easy as he thinks, and he needs to work harder.

"I've watched it for so long, and it doesn't fit very well. Song Wei complained.

"Let's go, let's move on to the next one. "Now Wang Ke also has a little money, although it is not a lot, but renting a bright storefront is basically enough.

I went to see the next one again, the location of the façade is good, but it is too expensive, and Wang Ke's current family property is a little unbearable.

Continue to look at it, and meet a pretty good one, although it is at the end of the street, but as long as the name is made, I don't care at all.

There is an old saying that the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

"Yes, this place is good, the price is okay, here it is!" Song Wei said.

Wang Ke also thinks that this place is good, the room is well lit, although the area is not very large, but it is more than enough to do their studio.

Next is the decoration, and Wang Ke will give Song Wei full authority to take care of it.

Wang Ke, who originally didn't plan to make baked cold noodles anymore, agreed to make baked cold noodles for the landlord when he had time in the future.

But except for the landlord, Fang Lin called and complained for half an hour.

blame him for setting up a stall and not telling himself, he can still cheer for himself.

Wang Ke's ears were about to become calloused, because Fang Lin had already started school, and Dongming University was actually only twenty minutes away from his residence.

The next morning, Wang Ke made a large portion of baked cold noodles and came to the gate of Fang Lin University.

"Dog, you have a bit of a conscience. Fang Lin ran out of the school gate, grabbed the roasted cold noodles in Wang Ke's hand, and ate them directly.

"You eat slowly, be careful with your tongue. Wang Ke was completely speechless for Fang Lin, he may have owed her in his previous life, he was never polite to himself, he was called a dog, but he couldn't get angry.

"I'm grass!" Fang Lin's eyes widened after taking the first bite, and he looked at Wang Ke incredulously: "Are you hanging?"

"How do you know? Yes, I'm hooked. Wang Ke said with a faint smile.

"This is also so delicious! The god of baked cold noodles is well deserved!" Fang Lin gave a thumbs up, squatted directly on the flower bed, and began to eat.

After solving the problem, Fang Lin, who was still unsatisfied, said: "As long as I want to eat it, you can make it for me in the future, right?"

"This, it depends on whether I am free, and if I am free, of course there is no problem. ”

"By the way, you know how to tell fortunes, why don't I know? There is another label on your homepage, called the fortune teller?" Fang Lin suddenly asked curiously.