It didn't take long for the dishes to come up, and everyone asked Brother Ming how he made a lot of money while eating, and if there was a way out. Brother Ming didn't say what the specific business was, but said with emotion: "Making money depends on chance, I missed too many opportunities before, but this time I grabbed it and made money!" Seeing that he didn't say anything specific, everyone was embarrassed to ask, just eat and drink.

During the banquet, Brother Ming went to the bathroom, and I followed behind. When I was urinating in the toilet, I watched Brother Ming smile, and he also looked at me and smiled, but he didn't say anything. I'm no stranger to this situation, which has two meanings: one is that the customer has made a wish, but does not want to express gratitude to the player, because that would be tantamount to owing the other party a favor, and the other is that the process of making a wish is not very glamorous, such as making a fortune out of the way. I think Brother Ming should belong to the latter, what business can make millions in less than two months? You don't have to go to Yunnan to rob a bank, and it's not that a bank in Yunnan is better to rob. That place is the closest province to the Golden Triangle in China, and I often go to Thailand and am very sensitive to the Golden Triangle, so I vaguely feel that Brother Ming is very likely to be involved in drug trafficking. Because people like Brother Ming have no education and no quality, and they will not be too righteous to be a person, they are not the material for big business, that is, drug trafficking is possible, and the requirements for people are not high, and they are bold.

"What kind of industry are you making a fortune in, Brother Ming?" I couldn't help but ask with a smile.

Brother Ming trembled after urinating: "How can you make money, you borrowed it from a friend, and you have to pay it back slowly when you make money in business." "I thought to myself that I could think of this excuse, and anyone who graduated from elementary school or above would not believe it. But this proves even more that the business he does is probably the kind that will not be seen in the light.

In the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival has passed, and after another half a month, I have been in Shenyang for 30 days. Suddenly, Ma Zhuang called me again and said that my brother wanted to have a treat. I said, "Even if this guy makes a fortune, he doesn't have to entertain all the time, right? ”

"Brother Tian, you have to go this time. Ma Zhuang said, "Brother Ming's wife has it!" I was very surprised when I heard it, thinking that this little ghost boy is really responsive, Brother Ming has infertility, and his wife can also conceive. So my curiosity rose again, and I went to this banquet with Ma Zhuang. It's still in the restaurant last time, or the private room, and Brother Ming and his wife still arrived last without any suspense. It seems that it is so that everyone can see the BMW car keys that he "casually" threw on the table. There were more people coming this time, and there were twelve people sitting there, which showed that this Brother Ming was really happy.

The two of them changed into leather clothes, and they should have just bought it not long ago. Brother Ming smiled from ear to ear, and everyone said hello to him. After three glasses of wine, Brother Ming was even more happy, and said loudly: "I'm very happy today, there is one person here, and they all have red envelopes!" After speaking, he asked Ma Zhuang to call the waiter and get ten red envelopes. The waiter quickly got it, but he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise, Brother Ming opened the chain of the handbag in public and took out a thick handful of banknotes. Brother Ming's wife blushed and quietly tugged on his sleeve, probably trying to persuade him not to throw money, but Brother Ming ignored it at all, and each person packed five hundred yuan red envelopes to distribute, of course I also had a share.

While eating and chatting, Ma Zhuang talked about my selling Buddhist cards in Thailand. There were a few fresh faces on the table that I had never seen, and they seemed to be very interested in Thai Buddhist cards, and when Ma Zhuang talked about the spiritual wax, everyone was even more energetic. Brother Ming also asked: "I said, brother, do you still have this good thing, then why don't you take it out and let us open our eyes?"

"It's useless to light this thing, it can only be absorbed by yin and evil qi, otherwise it will be like ordinary wax. I replied. But everyone has to watch it, and Brother Ming also coaxed.

I said to him seriously: "Brother Ming, this thing can only go to the yin qi, as long as there is yin qi on the body, it can be sucked!" I have already made it very clear that you have a little ghost at home, and the spirit wax will only float at you at that time, how can you explain it when the time comes. Brother Ming's wife immediately understood, and said that it was okay, it was boring. But Brother Ming obviously drank a little too much, and his mind didn't think about anything at all, so he had to let me ignite it. I was angry in my heart, and I was thinking about the time to light the spirit wax, if it floated to Brother Ming and the two of them, how to help them cover it up, Brother Ming's mobile phone on the table rang, and it was the sound of a text message.

He casually picked up his mobile phone and looked at it: "Ma Zhuang, what kind of text message did you kid send me, is there something wrong?" Ma Zhuang looked embarrassed and smiled and said that he just forwarded you a joke. Everyone didn't care, they were still pestering me to order some spirit wax, only I knew that Ma Zhuang must have sent a text message to Brother Ming in private to remind him of the little ghost boy.

Brother Ming opened the text message and read while burping: "Don't let Brother Tian light wax, you have a yin qi in your family...... you have a little ghost at home" He read it, and the people at the wine table were stunned, Brother Ming's wife was more sober than him, and hurriedly snatched her husband's mobile phone to say something messy, and quickly drank the bar.

"Let me tell you, brother, why are you raising little ghosts at home?" someone asked him with squinted eyes. At this time, Brother Ming also understood, and hurriedly put away his mobile phone. Ma Zhuang's expression was very embarrassed, and the person next to him asked Ma Zhuang what was going on, how did you know that Brother Ming had a little ghost at home.

Ma Zhuang hurriedly explained: "No, no, I'm just joking, it's okay to be idle anyway!" Some people laughed, but some people kept asking, and after asking Ma Zhuang, they went to ask Brother Ming and his wife. Brother Ming was explaining at first, but there was a man, the thin man with a crescent scar on his face that I had seen a few times, who seemed to like to get to the bottom of it, and he had to let Brother Ming tell the truth.

Brother Ming may have been drinking, and said a little angrily: "It's a joke, why don't you finish asking?"

This person was also anxious: "Who are you fucking with, fucking?" Brother Ming pointed at him and said that it was you, what, just kidding and asking, are you interesting.

The man snorted a few times and said, "Pull it down, why did Ma Zhuang send you this text message, it means that you must be raising little ghosts at home!" Some people say how is it possible, I usually hear that Hong Kong and Taiwan celebrities have little ghosts, such as Cecilia Cheung, how can we mainlanders raise that thing, it's weird and scary, it's impossible for Brother Ming.

Brother Ming and his wife both said that couple.

"How do you know?" the man sneered and pointed at me again, "Who is he? He is selling Buddha cards in Thailand, Ma Zhuang has already told you, who doesn't know at this table? He is still from Shenyang, how can he go to Thailand to sell Buddha cards? Can't people in the Northeast raise little ghosts? Brother Ming has made a fortune in the past two months, and his wife can still get pregnant, it must be the effect of raising little ghosts!"