I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 61 No matter what, there is always someone to do it

How much money is given, how many things can be done.

If someone gives you something without any intention of repaying it, that's because they are grateful. She couldn't just accept everything, lest she be blamed for it.

"What will happen if you take it away?" Cheng Hao stared into her eyes with curiosity.

Dai Qing looked at him, picked up the tea and spoke slowly,
"You know the five disadvantages and three shortcomings of the physiognomy industry. The five disadvantages are widowhood, loneliness and disability, and the three shortcomings are money, power and life. When you are hit, in addition to revealing too much secrets and being punished by heaven, there are also things you shouldn't have done. , collected money that shouldn’t have been collected. For example, charging more money to avoid disasters for bad people.”

Listening to Dai Qing's explanation, Cheng Hao looked at her in surprise and waited for a while before speaking.
"Don't worry, I will find you a reliable orphanage so that you can spend your money wisely."

"If being a fortune teller has such serious consequences, why do you still do it?"

Dai Qing looked up at him, "My grandfather is a fortune teller, and I am inheriting the ancestral business. Besides, no matter what profession there is, there are always people who do it, right?"

The little magic stick in front of me is actually a beautiful girl, with an oval face, almond eyes, and dark and bright pupils. When looking at people, they always give people a feeling of coldness and indifference. But just such a pair of eyes can discern the good and evil of people, as well as the past and future.

"You are right, someone has to do everything. But ordinary people like to live a comfortable and prosperous life. I admire you, a little girl, for having such courage."

Knowing that there would be so many hardships in the future, she still chose this industry resolutely, which shows her inner perseverance.

For example, the cousins ​​in his family all wanted to marry a promising husband with a good family background, so that they could have enough food and clothing.

"What are your plans for the future? You can't be alone forever, right?" Being alone, especially a girl, is too hard.

"I didn't think too far ahead, but my decision to be a fortune teller will never change." Dai Qing blinked, looking at Cheng Hao's solemn expression, he couldn't help but curl up his lips, "You won't worry about me. Bar?"

"Can't you? We can be considered friends after all."

Cheng Hao raised his eyebrows. The little prodigy talked endlessly about his profession, but when it came to human relations, he was not as delicate as an old man like him. Dai Qing was startled when he suddenly heard the word friend. He looked at his deep facial features and his narrow red phoenix eyes, which were like a sea of ​​broken stars, attracting people to stop.

It seems really good to have such a person as a friend.

"It's an honor to be your friend."

Cheng Hao looked at her extremely serious attitude, and his cold face softened subconsciously. The little magic stick is really an interesting girl.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving."

"Tomorrow Saturday, are you going to the sorority party?" Dai Qing couldn't help but ask as he was sending people out.

"The weather is hot, and the sorority party is scheduled from four to six in the afternoon." Cheng Hao turned around and said casually, "I will lead the team there then."

"Then I wish you success."

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and it doesn't get dark until eight o'clock. There is plenty of time to get to know each other. If we see each other right, we can go to the park after dinner.

Listening to Dai Qing's encouraging eyes, Cheng Hao pursed his lips and looked at her, got on the car and left directly.

Looking at the disappearing figure, Dai Qing shook her head. Older young people are resistant to blind dates. In the end, it is all about face, she understands.

The next afternoon, which was also Saturday, all men and women in the factory who were going to attend a sorority party could leave work one hour early.

　Suddenly it was put on the shelves today, and I didn’t save the manuscript. It’s probably the fifth update... In fact, even if I informed you in advance, I wouldn’t be able to save the manuscript... I’m covering my face.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)