Chapter 37 [Small Team of Fraudulent Money]
Two or three o'clock in the evening.
There was silence everywhere, and a middle-aged man came to the commissary.
"Boss, a pack of Yellow Crane Tower!"
The commissary owner turned around and took a pack of cigarettes in the back and said, "Twenty!"
Liao Qihua took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay as usual, but the next second he frowned, because the mobile phone showed "The balance is insufficient, please choose another payment method!"
He switched to another phone and entered the password again!
"If your balance is insufficient, please choose another payment method!"
"If your balance is insufficient, please choose another payment method!"
I changed three bank cards in a row, and finally started to be empty, and this special money was spent again.
Liao Qihua smiled awkwardly, looked up and said, "That, change Alipay, use Alipay!"
In this way, he chose Huabei on Alipay to buy this pack of cigarettes, and decisively turned around and walked out.
Walk the silent streets.
Liao Qihua gently patted the bottom of the newly bought cigarette, tore the mouth and smoked a cigarette, and lit it with a "snap"!
He squinted and sneakily swept around to see where there were electric cars or something, and got some money to spend.
Because he didn't like to study when he was in junior high school, he always ran to the Internet café, and later his family found out, so he simply ran out of the house and didn't go back.
Sometimes I just sneak around on the bus to get a wallet and touch my phone for some money.
There wasn't a single ghost on this big night.
I can only put the idea on electric vehicles.
As for going to work, it's impossible to go to work, and it's not going to make money......
Right now.
Liao Qihua suddenly passed by an old fortune-telling shop, with a recruitment notice posted at the door, and a Weibo QR code was also posted.
He suddenly remembered this shop, as if business had been particularly good lately.
It is said that it is a fortune teller for free.
Liao Qihua showed a mocking smile, there are all kinds of people in these years, free fortune-telling is a disguise, twenty yuan to buy a thousand paper cranes and say that they can keep safe, but there are still so many people who believe it.
He stood there and frowned, and suddenly he had an idea to make money.
……
Early the next morning.
It was another sunny morning.
Today, Changling West Street is still as lively as ever, but there are not as many people queuing up to ask for hexagrams as yesterday.
After all, it is not a commercial pedestrian street after all, and the neighborhoods that come to buy paper cranes are already partially saturated.
At this time, Liao Qihua was standing on the side of the street with a cigarette in his mouth, and several brothers were standing next to him.
"See, this is it!"
Yang Baitong, a buddy next to him, muttered with some suspicion: "No, Brother Hua, you said that you have a good business introduction, so you brought us here?"
"What? don't believe it?" Liao Qihua pouted and spat out and said: "You can get some money by lying down on the road, but the key is that it is also dangerous!"
"If you really meet a guy who drinks and has a temper, kicks the accelerator!"
"You say no, this money is not easy to make!"
Liao Qihua swore and said with a smile: "I have been staring at this fortune-telling shop for two or three days, doing a free fortune-telling, and there is a lot of uproar, selling origami and saying that it can keep you safe, you see how many people come to buy it." ”
"Let me tell you, if you go to touch porcelain on the road, at least eight out of ten drivers will have to call the police. ”
"You still have to take a risk, don't you?"
Liao Qihua squinted his eyes and instigated mentally: "It's different here, you said that he was a fortune teller and cheated money, did he dare to call the police?"
"Here's how the plan ...... later"
Liao Qihua said while giving these brothers cigarette money, the meaning was clear and simple, he just wanted to blackmail this fortune-telling shop.
He smiled and said, "Later, Brother Mao, you are a veteran, you go to line up for fortune telling." ”
"Remember, you have to buy that paper crane, and when the time comes, there will be a date or something on it, and there will be a certificate. ”
"After going back and telling your fortune, you come out of the crowded place on the street!"
"I'll just drive my motorcycle and pretend to hit you!"
"When the time comes, what wound is not serious, you know better than me, right?"
Liao Qihua said happily: "I'll play this escaped driver, I'll run if I hit you, and then a few of you guys will carry people into this fortune-telling shop." ”
"I want them to pay, what kind of bullshit, I bought a peace charm, and I just let the car crash as soon as I went out. ”
"If you don't say anything, you have to ask for seventy or eighty thousand. ”
"This boss has fooled a lot of rich people, and a few days ago there were customers who drove a Rolls-Royce, a piece of fat. ”
When everyone heard this, their eyes immediately lit up.
In this way, the two sides hit it off, and they both relied on crooked doors to eat anyway, and they didn't think much about it.
……
At this time, the Tiange store was lively.
Liu Ziming was simply stunned.
He was sitting in front of the shop at the moment, unable to imagine that so many young people had come to buy paper cranes.
Everyone was also very polite to him, the new master assistant.
Especially Li Mowen deliberately explained that the relationship between the two is relatively close, and everyone can take what they say as what the master said, and their enthusiasm instantly increased.
Liu Ziming was already clean and clean, a little handsome, and sitting here attracted the attention of many sisters.
"Next!"
"Yes, yes, uncle, just fill in a mobile phone number, if the master selects you, he will notify you as soon as possible. ”
He smiled slightly, but secretly raised his middle finger to Li Mowen, who was sitting and drinking tea, behind him to express his disdain.
Because in fact, the legendary "Master Li" had already given him a list, and there were three names in it, so it can be said that no one else could be selected except for these three people.
And I need to use all kinds of polite words to fool the past.
This kind of thing is not Liu Ziming's strong point, but fortunately, the guests are more polite and can understand.
About half an hour later.
Yang Baitong, who had a ghost in his heart, finally succeeded in queuing.
In order not to leave any traces of evidence, Yang Baitong naturally chose to give cash, otherwise the online payment would be traced back.
Without saying a word, he took out twenty yuan from his wallet and shouted, "Here's a safe paper crane." ”
"By the way, won't the master give me a hexagram?"
Liu Ziming smiled politely: "Please sign here, leave your mobile phone number, the master is free to tell the fortune, but there are too many people to be busy, so I will pick a few lucky ones here." ”
Yang Baitong was immediately dissatisfied, what the hell is this, he actually said that he didn't count for himself?
So how to make money?
He immediately complained loudly: "Isn't it? I came here from Chang'an on purpose, and now tell me not to count?"
All of a sudden, the guests in line next to him were whispering in surprise.
"From Chang'an?"
"It's so far!"
"Has the master's reputation spread to Chang'an?"
There was a lot of talk in the crowd......
Liu Ziming's eyebrows raised slightly, and he vaguely smelled something.
Ordinary guests don't say this kind of thing at all, and the tone and tone of the other party are more like they came to find fault.
His sharp instincts told him that there was something wrong with this man.
Especially next to the bottom, there are not very kind looking guys staring.
Right now.
Li Mowen suddenly stepped forward with a bag, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he glanced at the green words on the top of this guest's head.
He said jokingly: "Come, I have already calculated a hexagram for you just now!"
The hexagram is written in it. ”
The corners of Yang Baitong's mouth rose, and he glanced back at his brothers with ulterior motives, signaling that he had finally got the things.
And this master of bullshit, several years younger than himself.
He walked out of the store with the so-called safe paper crane and this bag.
The brothers gathered around curiously, shouting, "Quick, open it and see what's written!"
Yang Baitong opened this bag on the spot, and a few words came into view prominently.
【……】
Looking at these words, he suddenly had a feeling of being a dog......