The knock on the door sounded, Jiang Ting dressed up, carrying Zhang Xiaoxian's sweatshirt in his hand, and stood in front of the house.

The clothes on his body are naturally newly bought, his original windbreaker is tattered and stained with coagulated blood, if there is no Zhang Xiaoxian's sweatshirt outside, the clerk of the clothing store is afraid that he will call the police.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

There was a rush of footsteps, and Jiang Ting heard the sound of the basin being lowered again, thinking that someone was washing clothes.

As an awakened person at the level of a martial arts master, his hearing was naturally extremely sharp.

"Tingting, why are you here?!" It was Jiang Ting's mother, Tao Ping, who opened the door, and when she found her son standing at the door, she was surprised and delighted.

"It's been a long time since I've been back, and I want to go home and have a look." Jiang Ting hugged his mother, "Where's my father?" ”

"I went to work, but I haven't come back yet." Tao Ping picked up the towel and wiped the foam on her hands, "Don't say a word to us when you come back." ”

"Isn't that trying to surprise you!" Jiang Ting smiled, "Mom, I got a job." ”

"Got a job?" Tao Ping didn't react for a while, "You're not going to graduate school?" ”

"Found it!" Jiang Ting sat on the old sofa and stretched, "The City Museum Office, I was originally going to be assigned to the Archaeology Department of the Xia City Museum, but the director is an alumnus of our school and a disciple brought out by the head of our department back then, so he transferred me to the office." ”

"I now assist the leader in handling daily business every day, responsible for administration or something, and I don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun, most of the time I just drink tea, which is very relaxing."

Jiang Ting smiled, he looked at the wrinkles on his mother's face and the rough skin on his hands, and his heart was a little sour.

"Mom, my first month's salary has been paid, and there are more than 5,000 in addition to insurance, leaving it to you, which is considered a son's filial piety." Jiang Ting said as he took out a small roll of Kyushu coins from his pocket and tied them tightly with a rubber band.

This is indeed his first month's salary, and in order to prevent arousing his mother's suspicion, Jiang Ting did not dare to take too much money out.

The mother and son chatted for a while, and Father Jiang came back, and the family of three sat down to eat together, and when they saw that their son had an iron rice bowl, Father Jiang was very happy, and made an exception and drank a small glass of liquor.

"Tingting, pay attention when you go out these days, there may be a group of people engaged in pyramid schemes upstairs." At the dinner table, Jiang Ting's father, Jiang Guohai, spoke.

"Doing pyramid schemes?" Jiang Ting was a little puzzled.

"Well, more than a dozen young people, renting a house on the second floor of the fat girl's house, usually there is no movement, and I haven't seen them come out, nine times out of ten they are engaged in pyramid schemes." Jiang Guohai took a bite of the dish.

Come to think of it, more than a dozen young men stay in one house, silently all day long, not to engage in pyramid schemes, but to engage in wrestling ♂?

Jiang Ting nodded, and after eating, he went out under the pretext of going out and knocked on the door on the second floor.

The one who opened the door was a young man in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary appearance, the young man smiled and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Ting:

"Hello, Director Jiang."

There were more than a dozen young people in the room, sitting or standing, looking towards the door and smiling at Jiang Ting, the room was tidy and tidy, and there was nothing special to see.

But Jiang Ting knew that there were a lot of guns and ammunition in this room, and maybe there was an RPG lying there under the stove in the kitchen.

These people are all operatives sent by the Tianshu Management Office, whose mission is to ensure the safety of Jiang Ting's parents, although Jiang Ting's resume is written as "orphans", but everything is careful, and the Tianshu Management Office still sent additional personnel near Jiang Ting's home.

……

Jiang Ting squatted on the side of the street, looking at the old man in front of him with great interest, the old man was dressed very simply, wearing a mountain hat on his head, a half-new military coat on his body, two hands tucked into his sleeves, and looking at the pedestrians on the side of the road.

"Young man, count a hexagram, ten yuan is enough." Jiang Ting stared at him for twenty minutes, and the old man finally couldn't help it and asked.

"Okay, uncle." Jiang Ting had nothing to do, and said happily, "But before that, you let me guess, whether I guess right or not, I'll give you double the money, how about it?" ”

The fortune teller old man thought for a while, looked Jiang Ting up and down, he saw that although this person was young, his demeanor was very calm, he was smiling, his eyes were extremely bright, and his temperament was not at all like that of people of this age.

"It's a feeling...... Just like when the factory director came to our house to offer condolences. The fortune teller frowned, "Could it be that I met the second generation?" Or which master disciple? ”

Jiang Ting naturally didn't know that the old cadre temperament on his body suppressed the fortune teller, he coughed lightly and said, "Uncle, are you surnamed Huang?" ”

Old fortune teller: "??? ”

"My surname is Bai."

"That's not right." Jiang Ting thought in his heart, "Why doesn't this play according to the routine...... Don't fortune tellers all have the surname Huang? ”

"The old man's name is Bai Jianyi." The old fortune teller shook his shoulders, and when his name was mentioned, a hint of "pride" appeared on his face.

"That's your name...... Unusual. Jiang Ting gave a very pertinent evaluation, he suddenly remembered that he had a classmate named "Bai Wanjian" in high school, and he didn't know what the relationship between the two was.

"Dao Xuan, Xiao Xian, Jian Yi, Wan Jian...... Why do people I know have such secondary two names? Jiang Ting complained silently in his heart.

"My name is Egawa, and I am a member of the Kyushu Feng Shui Council Association." Jiang Ting turned around, took out one from a stack of business cards, and handed it to the fortune teller, with a smile on his face, "Uncle, I am also a native of Yicheng, what do you guess I came back for this time?" ”

Jiang Ting believes that as long as this uncle is not stupid, he can say the answer according to his own meaning.

"You Feng Shui Council members want to come and rob the locals of their business?!" The old man glanced at Jiang Ting vigilantly, and then looked at Jiang Ting with a "heartbroken" expression, "It's not uncle, I said you, you are a native of Yicheng, why did you bring outsiders to ......?"

"Stop, stop!" Jiang Ting hurriedly interrupted the old man's words, "Uncle, you misunderstood, our Kyushu Feng Shui Council Association is not only here to grab business, but also to send opportunities." ”

Jiang Ting sighed in his heart, with this ability to react and observe words and feelings, he also told fortunes...... He deserves to squat here and set up a stall.

Seeing that the old man was puzzled, Jiang Ting continued: "The slogan of our Kyushu Feng Shui Council Association is - Kyushu Feng Shui masters unite as a family, this slogan was put forward by our president, and I will tell you secretly, I still have a little friendship with the president......

"In today's society, the bowl of rice of the feng shui master is becoming more and more unpalatable, and the reason is because of the lack of positioning and connections.

"At the end of the day, you can take more than a dozen orders, less than two hundred, right?" The fortune teller thought for a while, "There is a person next to me who looks at the incense and the house, and he can earn six hundred and sixty-six at a time, and someone looks for him every three or five days. ”

Jiang Ting looked at the old man with an envious look, and nodded secretly in his heart: "Uncle, why don't you go to watch the incense and see the house?" ”

"I want to, too, but I'm a fortune teller, and I've never seen a house before, and people don't believe that I have this ability, and no one is looking for me." The fortune teller poured bitter water.

"That's the problem!" Jiang Ting raised his voice, stretched out his hand and knocked on the old man's stall, "Everything like watching incense and looking at the house is to accumulate contacts, you have no way and no connections, why would people believe you?" Uncle, do you say that? ”

The fortune teller nodded, as if he understood.

"And our Kyushu Feng Shui Council Association is to solve this problem."

Jiang Ting said seriously: "Actually, many rich people have a demand for feng shui, but they can't find a way, I don't know how many people have been deceived by hairy boys who have learned some fur, and a lot of money is spent on this, ruining the reputation of Kyushu feng shui masters, so that they all run to believe in the constellation!" ”

Jiang Ting was indignant: "As a Kyushu feng shui master, I will never tolerate this kind of thing!" When I brought this up to the president, he was very much in agreement, and we went through the plan. ”

"Kyushu feng shui masters unite to eliminate those who don't learn and don't know how to do it, share channels, and everyone makes money together and makes a lot of money!"

Jiang Ting patted the fortune teller on the shoulder twice: "I came back to Yicheng for this matter, I think you are quite stylish, uncle, you must be a person with real skills." Uncle, I'm right, right? ”

The fortune teller turned his eyes, and immediately smiled: "The little brother is the one who has real skills, and he can see the details of the decay at a glance. ”

"Uncle is hidden in the city, this is the backbone of the master. Money is something outside the body, and if it weren't for the benefit of the Kyushu Feng Shui Master, I wouldn't want to do this kind of showy thing. Jiang Ting sighed, looking duty-bound.

"I don't know the little brother...... How much can I earn? Seeing that Jiang Ting didn't care about money, the old fortune teller asked tentatively.

"This month, I found someone a 'backing stone', and I earned this amount." Jiang Ting stretched out three fingers and put them in front of the fortune teller.

"Three, three thousand?"

"Is 3,000 dollars enough for me to take a look?!"

"Thirty thousand?" The fortune teller asked boldly.

"Who are you shabby?!"

"Three, three hundred thousand?!" The old fortune teller's voice trembled.

"I'll tell you the truth." Jiang Ting sighed helplessly, "Three million!" ”

"Three, three million?!" The old fortune teller's eyes straightened, "Why are there so many?!" ”

"This is still a little, the vice president of our association, it is eight figures as soon as he makes a shot?!" Jiang Ting lowered his voice, "I'm still at a low level, and when my level is high, I'm also an eight-figure a month!" ”

"This is the rule of our association, we have a monopoly on the Kyushu feng shui industry, and if there are any feng shui projects, everyone will make money together." Jiang Ting's words are serious.

"Then since you have money to earn, why don't you do it yourself, and give us the work of earning money?!" The old fortune teller suddenly came back to his senses, and his face was suspicious.

"Superficial!" Jiang Ting's face was cold, and his tone was cold, "How can you understand the realm of our longevity?" Not to mention this money, even those rich and noble people who come to our council association, how many of them are richer than our president? ”

"I'll tell you secretly, uncle, don't go outside and talk nonsense." Jiang Ting glanced around a few times and lowered his voice, "Our president has taken over the above task. ”

As he spoke, he also pointed upwards with his hand, looking like he was swearing.

"The task above?" The fortune teller looked solemn, "You mean ......"

"For the dragon vein of the imperial town, determine the fortune of the country!"

"Hiss-" The fortune teller's heart was shocked, and he didn't dare to speak.

"I'll tell you about this, you will forget about it after you hear it, but don't talk nonsense, that is, we can take on the above tasks at the level of our president." Jiang Ting repeatedly emphasized, and the fortune teller nodded again and again.

"According to the regulations of the association, the higher the level, the higher the task that can be accepted, and the more money you earn. To be honest, I'm not yet 30 this year, and I've already earned all the money for the next life. ”

Jiang Ting took a deep breath, and after so much saliva, he finally got to the point: "Do you know how to improve the level?" ”

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"Development downline!" Jiang Ting said in one word, "Our Kyushu Feng Shui Council Association is still in the expansive development period, and we need to absorb a large number of talents, and the more you develop, the more you will improve your level." ”

"At the same time, in order to weed out those who don't learn and don't know how to do it, if you can report some fake feng shui masters, you will get more promotion than absorbing talents." Jiang Ting patiently explained, "Our association has just arrived in Yicheng, and we haven't started to act yet, just this year, in the future, it will be developed offline, and your level will not be promoted, you have to hurry up!" ”

The old fortune teller looked awe-inspiring: "The old man understands!" ”

"Good." Jiang Ting nodded, "Uncle, you have been fortune-telling in Yicheng for many years, and you have walked the streets and alleys, so you don't know much about the situation here." Anyone who can tell fortunes, watch incense and feng shui, look at the tomb of the yin house, and draw talismans, as long as it is related to metaphysics, even if he just learns to play, you will report it to me, and the association will reward you! ”

Jiang Ting thought of the mastermind behind the Big Buddha incident, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He wants to use the power of the people of Yicheng to dig out this person!

The fortune teller Bai Jianyi was very efficient, and introduced a middle-aged woman named "Wang Po" to Jiang Ting that afternoon, saying that she was a well-known goddess on those streets.

It is said that Wang Po has a "fairy fate", a serious illness when she was young, and after she was raised, she was accepted as an apprentice by the "fairy family".

"Uncle Bai, we don't have a saying about Ma Xian here, I heard you say this, this princess is also a person with real skills, what does she usually do? Is it to show people the house or to watch the fragrance for others to see the fortune? ”

Jiang Ting looked at the "Wang Cuihua Clothing Store" in front of him and couldn't help but ask.

"As far as the old man knows, this Wang Po is the only one here who can invite Huang Xian, and she will know a lot. She can measure marriage, look at the eight characters, watch the fragrance and look at the house, but the most famous is to watch the fright. The fortune teller opened his mouth to explain, and he admired Wang Po very much between his words.