06010202020202 when he was eating breakfast, Yuan Tong wanted to speak several times, but in the end he didn't say it.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't worry I'm going to get angry. Ye Han took a sip of milk and said with a smile.

"Well, actually, I want to talk about those strange numbers from last night, let's go back and find a fortune teller to take a look. What the hell is going on, of course, if you don't want to, then forget it, just act as if it didn't happen. Yuan Tong said.

Ye Han smiled, "So what you said was about this, I thought about it for a while, what 328 means." It's April, but it's the solar calendar. According to the lunar calendar, March 28 has not yet arrived. "

"So what do you think? Could something have happened on March 28? Yuan Tong said.

"I don't know. Or maybe it doesn't refer to the date, it can't be determined right now, so leave it alone. Maybe it's just a boring joke, but some things are okay if you don't care about it, and the more you care about it, the more complicated it becomes. Ye Han said.

"Then do you want to find a fortune teller? I know a gentleman who is very good at fortune telling, why don't I take you to see it? Anyway, you won't lose anything by doing the math. Yuan Tong said.

Ye Han couldn't bear to brush Yuan Tong's kindness, so he nodded: "Okay then, but you're so busy, do you have time?" "

"I have a meeting with some managers of the company in the morning, and I will accompany you after the meeting, you can wait for me at the company, do you have anything else?" Yuan Tong asked.

"That's not true, I'm an idler, and now the car wash has been bombed, and I won't be able to recover for a while, I've become a jobless vagrant, and it's nothing." Ye Han said with a smile.

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Although Yuan Tong is a representative of the underground forces, in today's society, those who really come out to mix have titles such as the CEO of a certain company and a certain group behind them, and they are really just fighting and killing each other all day long, and it is just an immature little doll playing at home. The real community force is a force with an organized economic base, not a stupid rabble composed of a few tattooed teenagers, the kind that is not called a black 05 society, it is called a little thief, a real underground force, it is a force that can fight and kill, and can also control zhì a qiē.

And Yuan Tong is obviously such a force, she has her own entertainment company, under which there are entertainment companies represented by the Seven Degrees Nightclub, as well as numerous saunas and bars, and also operates parking lots. And those executives of her company, some of them are professional managers of the company, and some of them are also the leaders of her underground forces.

Waiting downstairs in Yuan Tong's company for a while, Ye Han felt a little bored, and remembered the numbers that appeared strangely last night, so he came to a lottery betting station, and asked the boss to choose a set of 3D lottery numbers for him, and the computer that came out of the lottery showed three numbers selected by Ye Han, which was 328!

Ye Han actually wanted to make another bet to see if it was 328, but think about it, if he played several notes in a row were 328, the boss who sold the lottery ticket would probably suspect that his machine was broken.

At this time, Ye Han's phone rang, and Yuan Tong said that she had finished the meeting and asked where Ye Han was.

Ye Han came to the parking lot of Yuan Tong's company's executive area, and handed the lottery ticket to Yuan Tong with a wry smile: "Look, the number selected by the machine is still these three numbers." "

"Ye Han, I feel a little uneasy, why is this happening?" Yuan Tong said.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, let's go find the fortune teller first." Ye Han started the car.

"I didn't expect you to agree to me taking you to fortune telling." Yuan Tong said.

Ye Han smiled: "Anyway, if you're idle, you're idle, so you should go and play." "

After driving for more than an hour, I finally arrived at a county directly under the central government called Liucheng County under Dongyang City, and finally drove to a large private house in front of Yuan Tong's guidance.

In some counties, some rich people don't like commercial housing, and will buy a piece of land to build a big mansion similar to a villa.

Most of the fortune tellers were blind, but the one Ye Han saw was a sixty-year-old man with boiled eyes, wearing a well-textured Tang costume and a very well-groomed hair, so he knew at a glance that he was a person who lived a very prosperous life.

After a simple greeting, he officially entered the topic, Master Chen asked Ye Han to report his birthday, this time Ye Han made a difficulty, because he grew up in an orphanage, and his parents didn't know who they were, so how would he know the eight characters of his birthday?

After knowing Ye Han's situation, Master Chen said that it didn't matter, and let Ye Han stretch out his left hand and start studying Ye Han's palm prints.

After looking at it for a while, Master Chen's frowning became deeper and deeper.

After looking at it for a while, Master Chen began to carefully look at Ye Han's face, look at the face, and then look at the palmistry, and looked at it for about half an hour, but Master Chen just sighed and shook his head.

"What's the matter, Master? Is there something wrong with my brother? Yuan Tong was anxious.

"It's strange, it's strange," Master Chen muttered.

"What's weird?" Yuan Tong asked.

"Mr. Ye's palm print is the most bizarre palm print I have ever seen, the texture is the appearance of the noble, such a palm print, I have only seen it in ancient books, in reality I have seen a lot of dignitaries, but I have never seen such a shining palm print, this in ancient times, it is to enter the phase of the three princes of the rich and noble pattern, but looking at Mr. Ye's face, but it is the appearance of the evil qi surrounding the great evil, this completely does not make sense, the life of the noble, how can there be such a heavy evil qi? What is the origin of the gentleman? The old man has calculated his life for so many years, and this time he really can't see through it. The fortune teller said helplessly.

"Will he be okay then?" Yuan Tong only cares about this.

"I don't know, I don't know, I'm ashamed, the old man has an unbreakable life, it's really ashamed." The fortune teller lamented.

"You mean, he can't count his fate?" Yuan Tong asked.

"Can't figure it out! Not at all! There are contradictions everywhere, like the fate of great wealth and nobility, and like the fate of great evil, it doesn't make sense at all, and I can't understand it at all! Mr. Chen's face was pale and trembling.

Ye Han smiled, "Sir, don't be so nervous, if you can't figure it out, even if you can't come out, we won't go around preaching that you can't count my life, and we won't destroy Mr.'s reputation." "

"It's not! That's not what it means, I learned the art of numerology since I was a child, and I asked myself to be able to peek into the heavens, to know the past life and the future, I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, people have a destiny to follow, unless, unless"

"Unless I'm not human?" Ye Han joked.

Originally, it was just a joke, and I wanted to relieve the heavy atmosphere, but what I didn't expect was that the fortune teller nodded!

"Yes, unless it's not human, or rather, unless it's not an ordinary human!"

Ye Han didn't like to listen to this, saying that he was not a human being, which was more or less a bit of a curse! In the Chinese language system, saying that you are not a person, saying that you are a thing or not a thing, is all swearing!

But he still endured it, the old gentleman looked very serious, and he shouldn't have intentionally hurt him.

"If I'm not human, then what am I? Am I a ghost? What the hell is it really alive? Ye Han said with a smile.

The fortune teller continued to shake his head: "I don't know, I really don't know!" The life of the extreme cathode, the life of the general and the phase are gathered together, I really can't see through, I can't understand, I'm sorry, the old decay is really powerless, please two other people. "

The strange thing is that when Mr. Chen said that he couldn't calculate Ye Han's life, he himself was sad and desperate! Can't count a person's life, does it really make him feel that big frustration?

Yuan Tong and Ye Han looked at each other, so they had to get up and say goodbye.

Walking out of the fortune teller's house, a motorcycle roared and rushed over, almost hitting Ye Han.

"Do you know how to ride? Blind? Yuan Tong couldn't help but scold, although she is a woman, don't forget what she does, if she was hit like this in Dongyang City on weekdays, the bodyguards would have beaten people a long time ago.

The cyclist took off his helmet, but he was bald, Yuan Tong ignored him when he scolded him, but his eyes stared at Ye Han directly.

Yuan Tong wondered in his heart, thinking that this thing is a comrade? Like men?

What's even worse is that she found that Ye Han was also staring at that bald head!

If you want to say that the bald head is a gay Yuan Tong believes it, but if you want to say that Ye Han is also a comrade, Yuan Tong doesn't believe it if he is killed, if Ye Han is a gay, he can knead and roll her like dough last night?

But how to explain the affectionate appearance of these two people?

"Shao Mingzi?"

"Ye Han?"

"Haha, sure enough, it's your dog!"

"Bastard, you're really not dead!"

After confirming each other's identities, the two men began to greet each other's ancestors and relatives. There is generally only one way to greet people like this, and that is good friends.

"Come on, let's introduce, this bald donkey is my former good friend Shao Mingzi in the orphanage, this is Miss Yuan, by the way, why did you become a bald donkey?" Ye Han said with a smile.

Shao Mingzi didn't look at Ye Han again, staring at Yuan Tong with both eyes, Yuan Tong deliberately wore a gray uniform because he was going to the company for a meeting today, because he was plump, the white shirt couldn't cover some plump parts, and the buttons felt like they were going to be shaken, and the hip skirt just completed the task of wrapping the hips, the curve was perfect, and the whole body exuded a thick 05 suit to tempt 05 confusion.

Such a charming woman who makes people vomit blood, Shao Mingzi's eyes are naturally difficult to take away.

"Hello, my name is Yuan Tong." Yuan Tong stretched out her hand generously, since she was Ye Han's friend, of course she had to be polite.

Shao Mingzi grabbed Yuan Tong's jade hand with both hands, just like a hungry dog grabbed a dog ignoring buns. Shortness of breath, glowing eyes, reddish complexion.

Nima, this bald donkey is a pervert, Ye Han scolded in his heart.

"You are Sister Batong in the Southern District? I'm glad I'm going to meet you, I'm excited to see you, I've finally found the organization, my relatives, I'm looking forward to you."

Shao Mingzi held Yuan Tong's hand, and he didn't mean to let go. Feng Irony.