genius divination

Chapter 1099 Psychological Initiative
Fan Jiannan was a little helpless. He looked at the Prophet and smiled slightly, "Maybe you should give me some deposit first, such as some free information. This can give me some motivation. You know that I am a businessman, and I have never been profitable. Morning. If you want me to help you, at least you have to give me some benefits."

The Prophet looked at him coldly and said, "If I told you everything you want to know, would you still help me? Fan Jiannan, I know what kind of person you are, and you are very smart. I'm just getting some useful information here. Don't waste your words, I won't be fooled."

Fan Jiannan shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's up to you. Anyway, I'm healthy and young, and I still have many years to live. There's no need for me to find the secret of longevity. You can take your secrets with you. Just die. I have something to do with Mao! Feng Yuan, let's go."

The Prophet's face was livid, he didn't know if it was because of his illness, or because of Fan Jiannan's anger.However, he has a high level of self-cultivation, but after a flash of sullenness, he said with a pleasant face, "My proposal is a win-win situation, so you should think about it carefully. If you figure it out, you can come to me again."

Fan Jiannan shook his head and said, "I'm not interested. Feng Yuan and I have never been to Rome before, so we treat it as a vacation trip. We'll go back after a few days of play, so don't wait. Why don't you wait if you have the time? Why don't you go out and find a place for yourself? It’s a decent cemetery, prepare for the funeral. And you, Old Zhao, don’t forget to let me know when the Prophet dies. It’s finally a meeting for everyone, and I’ll send a wreath when the time comes.”

The Prophet's face turned pale for a while, no matter how well he cultivated himself, he could hardly bear it anymore.

However, Fan Jiannan pretended not to know, and said seriously, "How to write the elegiac couplet on the wreath? That's a problem. I think it's written as: A generation of prophets, the mechanism is too clever. Full of secrets, it's useless to die in bed."

Feng Yuan let out a "poof" laugh.Fan Jiannan is a vicious bastard sometimes.

"Shut up!" Zhao Pingyuan couldn't help yelling in a low voice.But unexpectedly, the Prophet waved his hand and said, "Pingyuan, you don't have to do this. After all, Mr. Fan is a guest, and what he said is the truth. Besides, he is a guest from afar. Please arrange all the meals and daily life of Mr. Fan in Rome." , and travel expenses. There is no righteousness in business, even if I make friends."

"But, Prophet!" Zhao Pingyuan looked a little annoyed.

"Do as I say, you know I never say it a second time." The Prophet waved his hand lightly, "Don't you also think that I am dying, and what I say is insignificant?"

"Don't dare." Zhao Pingyuan immediately lowered his head and said.

Fan Jiannan smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much." He winked at Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan stepped forward to take his hand and walked out.

"Slow." The Prophet said suddenly.

Fan Jiannan didn't look back, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "What's the matter, maybe the Prophet changed his mind. Want to give me some valuable news first?"

The Prophet said indifferently, "My request has not changed. If you help me, I will naturally help you. However, I have a message for you."

"Oh? What is it about?" Fan Jiannan turned his head slightly and asked.

The Prophet looked at him and smiled slightly, "Since the two of you have come to Rome, there are still some places of interest that must be visited. The Pantheon is a good choice, and you will find something there at twelve noon tomorrow. This news is attached to you by me, but if you go there, you will find that my news has always been valuable."

"Pantheon?" Fan Jiannan frowned slightly, and was about to ask one more question.

But the Prophet said to Zhao Pingyuan indifferently, "I'm a little tired, help me see Mr. Fan." After speaking, he actually sat on the sofa in the room and closed his eyes slightly.It is obvious that the order to evict the guest is issued.

Even though Fan Jiannan was full of doubts, he didn't know how to speak.I couldn't help cursing in my heart, this guy is really cunning.Just use a few simple words to hang my appetite, but never mention the key things.In this way, it became the feeling that he wanted to ask for him.

Fan Jiannan couldn't help but sighed, looked at the Prophet and nodded, "Farewell."

"No." The Prophet closed his eyes and meditated, calmly said.

Zhao Pingyuan sent Fan Jiannan and Feng Yuan all the way to the exit, and still took the elevator back to the ground.Although dissatisfied with Fan Jiannan's attitude, he was still very respectful and arranged accommodation and everything else for Fan Jiannan and Feng Yuan.Among the star hotels in Rome, Fan Jiannan and Feng Yuan were arranged in high-standard VIP suites on the top floor.

After Zhao Pingyuan left, Fan Jiannan sighed with a depressed expression.

"Jiannan, what's wrong with you?" Feng Yuan frowned.

"This prophet is a master, and he knows how to grasp people's psychology." Fan Jiannan sighed, "It turns out that I deliberately pretended to be uninterested in his news, just trying to get some words out of him. Or in During the bargaining, I gained a little initiative. I was about to succeed, but at the last moment, his words reversed the situation. This person is not only smart, but also a master negotiator."

"By the way, I was just about to ask you? What does he mean by saying that the Pantheon will be at twelve o'clock tomorrow?" Feng Yuan frowned. "Could it be that we are going to the Pantheon at noon tomorrow?"

"Yes. And no matter what will happen in the Pantheon at noon tomorrow, we are already at a disadvantage because we are following his rhythm." Fan Jiannan said helplessly, "I'm afraid we really have to help him. "

"How much do you think the things he said for him are true?" Feng Yuan said a little worriedly, "Why do I feel that those things he said are a bit unbelievable. Zhang Jian and the two principals are all immortals. Not old? Isn’t that a monster?”

Fan Jiannan shook his head and said, "I don't believe it either. But he doesn't look like a liar. Besides, a person who is dying, why should he lie to us? This matter must be weird, and not only weird, but also dangerous .”

"Dangerous?" Feng Yuan asked nervously. "What's the danger?"

"If it's what he said, then Zhang Jian and those in charge must have used some kind of witchcraft to achieve this goal. And they will definitely try to cover up this. Anyone who wants to find out these secrets will be very dangerous. And , I don’t know if you noticed, but Zhao Pingyuan seemed very nervous when he heard this.” Fan Jiannan said slowly.

"I didn't pay attention to this, what does it mean?" Feng Yuan frowned and said, "Hearing these strange talks, you will be a little nervous, right?"

"This is different. Zhao Pingyuan's nervousness is due to fear." Fan Jiannan said slowly, "When the prophet talked about longevity, I clearly felt that Zhao Pingyuan's heartbeat speeded up obviously. And it was not out of excitement, but because of nervousness A heartbeat born of fear."

(End of this chapter)