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She is black and white.

Long black hair with snow-white skin, a black suit with a cream-white shirt, a black suit skirt with flesh-colored stockings, and a black handbag with white toilet paper in her hand.

The white paper ribbon lifted inch by inch as the black high heels hit the ground, and finally became a loose ball in the hands of the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman put the toilet paper ball back on the desk and faced the two old people who were hugging each other: "I'm sorry, is it convenient for me to come first?" ”

"Convenient!" Aunt Gu had already accepted it for Master Dai, and while pushing the old man hard, she said in a low voice: "Don't hinder people from doing business!" Go home, go home! ”

"His rent ......," the old man still refused.

"You've made his business yellow, and he has no money!" Aunt Gu said angrily: "He went to sleep in the bridge cave, our three thousand yuan was lost, you are happy!" ”

The old man also figured out this truth, looked at the uninvited guest, and finally left a heavy "hum", turned his head and walked out.

"You're busy, hehe, let's go first." Aunt Gu followed her out of the door, and ran back to the beauty with small steps: "Master Dai's calculation is really accurate!" ”

The beauty smiled professionally back, and waited for the aunt to bring it to the door, then she brushed up her skirt and sat on the only stool in the room.

"I am a reporter from Nanshi Pictorial, and my name is Zhuang Yingzi."

"Miss Zhuang, I'm afraid I don't have anything worth interviewing." Master Dai smiled slightly, the clouds were light and light, and he couldn't tell that he was in a financial crisis at all.

Zhuang Yingzi was a little curious, and said, "Can the master calculate the purpose of my coming?" As soon as she said this, she realized that she was a little frivolous, and that it was not appropriate for her to joke because she was here today.

It should be more serious, more dignified, more solemn, maybe more pathetic.

It is undeniable that the unprofessional situation in front of me is definitely due to the farce I watched at the door just now.

Just when Zhuang Yingzi was about to use coughing to cover up his gaffe and introduce the main topic, Master Dai spoke first.

"It's because of the murder of the beautiful writer Dai Wanqing." Master Dai said calmly.

Zhuang Yingzi was really a little surprised, and said, "Can you really calculate it?" ”

"No, I listened to the news yesterday." Master Dai did not play tricks, and said bluntly: "The news said about this vicious case. ”

Zhuang Yingzi leaned over with interest, raised the bar and said, "This doesn't prove that my coming here is related to that case." ”

Master Dai placed the well-protected puppet on the table, took out a business card from the desk drawer, and pushed it in front of Zhuang Yingzi.

On the business card is the three words of Dai Tianshi in thick black, and only when you look carefully can you see that there are two small words under the word "Zhenzhen".

"My surname is Dai Ming, the real character Tianshi." Master Dai sat upright: "I am blind, not a fool. ”

Zhuang Yingzi twisted up this simple business card without any title, and found that there was not even an address and phone number on it, and she really didn't understand the meaning of this business card.

"I don't have the slightest doubt about your intelligence......" Zhuang Yingzi felt that the conversation was a little uncontrollable, and she didn't seem to be able to explain.

"I can tell why people are coming to me." Dai Tianshi said: "Whether it's to collect rent or dig up news, I know it very well. ”

Zhuang Yingzi's dry cough finally came in handy.

"I don't have anything to say, if Miss Zhuang doesn't plan to take care of my business, please go slowly." Dai Tianshi closed the door to the interview.

Zhuang Yingzi was not surprised at all, and she didn't mind, because she also brought a key.

"I pay for the interview." The female reporter said confidently.

"Three thousand dollars, thank you." Dai Tianshi opened his mouth.

Zhuang Yingzi's face completely collapsed.

She needed something that no one else knew about to make her story stand out so that she could take off her "intern" hat and become a real journalist.

It's only 3,000 yuan, which is too high!

"But you're lucky, I accept installment payments, and it's interest-free." Dai Tianshi continued: "Three thousand yuan will be given to me in three months. ”

Zhuang Yingzi frowned slightly.

Her internship salary is the minimum wage in Shanghai, which is 1,820 yuan per month. Although it is slightly higher than the minimum wage in other cities, the extra money is definitely not enough to compensate for the high cost of transportation.

Removing the fixed expenses every month, Zhuang Yingzi can save just 1,000 yuan. This is due to the fact that she lives with her parents and does not have to pay rent.

If you accept the blackmail of this blind man, it means that you can't buy new clothes for three months, you can't have the extra expenses of colleagues and friends going out to socialize, you can't take a taxi at a critical moment, and you can't even watch a new blockbuster.

"What if the message you gave me wasn't worth the price?" Zhuang Yingzi asked with a cold face.

Dai Tianshi leaned back, leaning back in his chair, his narrow-rimmed black sunglasses just covering his eyes, making it unsure if he was really blind.

"That's where you need to take a gamble." Dai Tianshi counteracted his ten fingers and suggested: "Or, a hundred yuan is counted as a hexagram first, and see if it's worth it?" ”

Zhuang Yingzi was a little speechless, and secretly sighed that she had a short career in the end, and she couldn't deal with this kind of Jianghu people as easily as an old reporter.

And judging from the confrontation just now, this blind fortune teller is still a bit of a doorway.

A bit of a doorway charlatan.

This kind of person has thick skin and a black heart, and has no discipline.

Zhuang Yingzi thought for a while: "I can give you fifty first, and if you say that fifty yuan is enough, I will decide whether to pay the rest of the money and continue listening." ”

"The starting price is a hundred." Dai Tianshi refused to let go.

Zhuang Yingzi took a breath, and secretly clicked "delete" in her heart the black fishtail skirt that she just put in the shopping cart yesterday. At the same time, he quickly took out the red wallet from his bag, took out a red hundred-dollar bill, slapped it on the table, and pressed it tightly under his fingers.

Dai Tianshi touched it according to the sound, and a familiar feeling came from his fingers, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: It's finally open today!

He twitched the note with his fingers, but it didn't move.

"And tell me ......," Zhuang added.

"You eavesdropped on the door before you entered, so you weren't in a hurry to see me." Dai Tianshi said briskly: "The people who come to me and are not in a hurry to see me are definitely not here to tell fortunes." ”

Poor worship Buddha, rich burn incense, desperate fortune telling.

When you find a guest at the fortune teller's house, you must be eager to let the master guide you through the maze, who has the leisure to watch the excitement at the door?

Dai Tianshi continued: "From your little habit of rolling toilet paper, it can be seen that your parents taught you to be decent, but not wasteful. If I'm not surprised, your parents work in high schools, such as teachers. ”

Zhuang Yingzi let go of his hand. Her parents were teachers at the same school, which would never be reported on the news.

It seems that this charlatan does have some doorways.

Dai Tianshi smoothed the hundred-dollar bill, carefully folded it into two, and put it in the inner pocket of his coat.