Chapter Twenty-Seven: Weibo is so hard to mix

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, originally in Lin Fan's opinion, after this wave of propaganda by Mr. Yang, the surrounding citizens should trust themselves very much. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too cheesy, and they have been asking when they will be able to win ......the lottery.

Lin Fan understands that he is thinking too much about all this, and the impact of Mr. Yang's lottery incident on them is too great, and they have no intention of paying attention to anything else except winning the lottery.

"It's untimely death, how can these people be like this, who can win the lottery every day, that's luck or not, don't you say it?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat on the chair weakly and sighed.

"Stick?"

Lin Fan shouted a few times, but didn't get a reply, and then turned around, only to see Tian Shen's eyes looking at him thiefly.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Lin Fan asked.

Suddenly, Tian Shen Stick screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, the lottery ticket is really calculated." ”

"Didn't you be there that afternoon? Lin Fan asked rhetorically, he also knew this, even if it was a Tianshen stick, it was hard to believe it.

Even Wu Yungang, the most famous iron-mouthed god in Lianzhou, relied on fooling, if we were really talented and learned, then it would be really developed. Tian Shen said to himself excitedly.

"Who is Wu Yungang?" Lin Fan asked rhetorically.

"That's the most famous god in Lianzhou, many big officials and celebrities believe in him, one of the biggest names in the industry. Tian Shen said enviously.

"Look at you very envious, but what are you envious of, we can be so awesome, now we have these 300,000, tomorrow we will find a storefront, take the regular route, and make this industry bigger and stronger." ”

Lin Fan is now ambitious, the first one is the knowledge of grasping cakes, that is completely a cheat, this second one is really good.

Change your fate in a word, and when you meet a rich person, then the money will be made happily.

Lin Fan now wants to make money and become Master Lin who everyone admires, and then open the next page of knowledge, if he gets any knowledge against the sky, then his life will be completely gone.

Tian Shenzhu listened to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, and he was also addicted for a while, thinking of his future life, and even saliva was about to flow out.

……。

In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.

When Lin Fan returned to the place where he lived, those neighbors surrounded him enthusiastically.

"Xiaofan...... No, Master Lin is back. ”

"Master Lin's calculation is really accurate, Lao Zhang really smashed his leg today. ”

"Master Lin, let's do the math. ”

……。

For these neighbors, Lin Fan was also helpless, but thinking that Lao Zhang didn't believe his words, Lin Fan said what else to do, everything that should be said was said, and whether he believed it or not was the other party's business.

The other party can't help it if they don't trust themselves.

But now these neighbors let themselves tell their fortunes, but it gave Lin Fan a little headache, didn't he calculate it last time, and there was nothing wrong.

"Everyone, I counted it for you yesterday, and nothing happened. Lin Fan waved his hand and said.

"Oh, Master Lin, I beg you, let's do a careful math for us. ”

"yes, I'm doing the math. ”

Lin Fan didn't have time to talk to them, "I'm also tired today, after a while, the fortune teller will open, and everyone will come back to cheer at that time." ”

In the end, these neighbors were also a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't give them the count, they knew that it was really so accurate, and they should have let Lin Fan calculate it that day, but now it's too late to regret it.

In the evening, at eight o'clock, at the door of a certain luxury club.

A group of people walked out with red faces, and a young man who walked in front looked solemn and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"Mr. Wang made you lose a lot of money today, I hope don't take it to heart, we will have a chance to play in the future. A man said with a smile.

"It's okay, little money. Wang Mingyang said with a light smile, although he didn't put the money in his heart, he was very angry in his heart.

"Mr. Wang, three million is indeed a small amount of money. ”

"For Mr. Wang, what is these three million? Everyone, I will say goodbye first, and I will have a chance to play again. ”

The people around him left one after another.

When everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.

"The things raised by the son of a bitch actually hit my Wang Mingyang's head. "These three million are indeed a small amount of money for Wang Mingyang, but what he hates the most is that others collude and cheat himself, if he really relies on luck, Wang Mingyang has nothing to say, but this makes him angry.

Wang Mingyang didn't see it at first, but then he gradually found out that something was wrong, but for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else, so naturally it is impossible to say that half of it will not come, and it is natural to play to the end.

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

"Damn, I'll buy you a coffin for three million. ”

When Wang Mingyang arrived home, the nanny prepared the meal.

On the dinner table.

Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo, and when he was about to close Weibo after reading a few Weibo that he followed, he saw a reply message, and then clicked on it.

"Huh?"

This look made Wang Mingyang stunned, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"A small gamble is pleasant, a big gamble hurts the body, and tomorrow it will break the fortune. ”

Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time, and knew yesterday that he was going to break the fortune today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.

Fortune telling, Wang Mingyang didn't believe it, he now all this is relying on his own hard work, at the age of sixteen came to the magic capital to work hard, at the age of eighteen he had his first pot of gold, and immediately invested in the real estate industry, which has been done for almost ten years, and is worth tens of billions at the same time.

This is a god-like life for any twenty-seven-year-old person.

Subsequently, Wang Mingyang replied.

"When will I win?"

Wang Mingyang is not addicted to gambling, but he just wants to see what this so-called Master Lin is capable of.

Just after Wang Mingyang's message was replied to, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply to the message.

"Tomorrow afternoon, old place, old location. ”

When Wang Mingyang saw the news, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he really thought he was a god, but Wang Mingyang just liked to be tough with people.

"Okay, if you win tomorrow, you'll get a million. ”

After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang turned off Weibo, and then made a phone call, contacted today's people, and came back tomorrow night.

……。

At this time, in the house, Lin Fan looked at the message on his mobile phone, and for a while, he didn't want to say anything.

"The life of a rich man is really overbearing. ”

After this Weibo was opened, except for Wang Mingyang looking for himself, no one was looking for him.

Really...... Weibo is so special and difficult to mix.

But for this Wang Mingyang, Lin Fan is really convinced, he has a terrible life, he is young and has a lot of money, he is simply a person who goes against the sky.

This life is really tough.