Super Great Fortune Teller

Wen Jingjing, who went to the storeroom to get the medicine, finally came back with a fine bead of sweat on her face. She was puzzled by the strange atmosphere in the hall, but she still weighed the Cordyceps sinensis in her hand.

"It's just three or two dollars. Is it by card or in cash, sir?" Wen said quietly to Wang Qian.

Wang Qiangang wants to take out boss Zheng's black card to pay the bill. Zhang Ziwei runs to Wen Jingjing and takes away the Cordyceps sinensis.

Wen Jingjing didn't expect that the VIP customers of this pharmacy would come forward to grab the medicine, and he looked at Zhang Ziwei in a daze.

"What? You want to leave after you hit someone? " Zhang Ziwei looks at Wang Qian coldly.

"Give me the medicine." Wang Qian stepped forward.

Zhang Ziwei immediately hid behind Chen and took the two old men as a shield.

Zhang Ziwei's female companion has a look of disdain in her eyes. Zhang Ziwei is usually domineering and relies on his own power. However, when his power meets Wang Qian, it doesn't matter. So today, Zhang Ziwei is very useless, just like he is in bed.

Liu Wenju's face showed the color of disdain and moved a few steps to the side.

Chen Laoze looked at Wang Qian calmly and said, "young man, you'd better not take this Cordyceps sinensis. The tonic medicine in your hand is enough. I still have confidence in my medical skills."

Wang Qian looked at the time, and if he didn't get something back, it would be very difficult to boil the liquid before the banquet in the evening.

Wang Qian appeared behind Zhang Ziwei like a ghost.

Zhang Ziwei only felt that his hands were empty, and a box of Cordyceps sinensis was taken away by Wang Qian, and then a burst of hot pain appeared on his face again.

Wang Qian throws his black card to Wen Jingjing, then turns around and walks away. When Wang Qian walks out of the door.

Secretary Ma came in from the door with more than a dozen security guards. In the crowd, Secretary Ma didn't see Wang Qian's face clearly.

Zhang Ziwei then called out: "Ma Zhen, this is the man who hit me. Don't let him go!"

Immediately a security guard came out to intercept Wang Qian, "Sir, please wait a moment."

Secretary Ma also rushed to catch up with Wang Qian. When he saw Wang Qian's back, Secretary Ma felt a little familiar with him. But now he was like a powder keg and needed an outlet urgently. Last night, he was beaten by boss Zheng with bruises on his face, who dared to offend Zhang Ziwei. Even if Ma Zhen's leader beat him disabled, naturally Zhang Ziwei would end up.

"Boy, dare to offend Mr. Zhang, I think you are really impatient. How can you still want to leave?" Secretary Ma walked up to Wang Qian with a grim smile.

"Secretary Ma, I'll beat this boy to death today. I promise to do something for you." Zhang Ziwei also came to the door.

Chen and Liu Wenju sat in the pharmacy and did not come out.

Wenjing didn't remember until Wang Qian and Zhang Ziwei came out of the door of the pharmacy. They hadn't checked out yet. She took out the black card that Wang Qian had thrown to her. When she saw the holder behind the black card, her eyes were like a bell.

"Zheng, general manager Zheng's card?" Wen quietly recovered from the shock and immediately chased out.

Outside the pharmacy.

On the crowded street, more than a dozen people in black security clothes surrounded Wang Qian. However, no one was watching on the street, and the pedestrians kept away from him for fear that they might get involved in the trouble.

Wang Qian turned around when he heard Secretary Ma's words.

Secretary Ma has raised his hand, just want to give Wang Qian a slap, but when he saw Wang Qian's face, his hand immediately back, legs a soft, plop a kneel down: "Master Wang, see you again, I'm really lucky today."

The security guards brought by Secretary Ma are all confused. How can they come here in a fierce manner? They just want to have a good time. They beat the others with more and less, and beat the dogs with more and less. As a result, Ma Zhen counseled them first.

Zhang Ziwei saw Secretary Ma, who had always helped him to do all kinds of dirty work, kneel down to the young man. He was shocked to see Wang Qian. What was the origin of this man?

"Zhang Ziwei, right? I remember you." Wang Qian dropped this sentence and got on the Mercedes Benz business car across the street.

After getting on the bus, Wang Qian felt as if he had lost something.

"Damn it! My black card Wang Qian just remembered that he had just left his black card in Zheng's pharmacy in order to pretend to be forced.

Because the space of Mercedes Benz business car is separated from the cab, the driver didn't see Master Wang's painful expression of losing money.

When Wang Qian returned to boss Zheng's manor, he put himself into refining Jinyang elixir.

Boss Zheng is very witty and didn't disturb Wang Qian.

In the evening, the parking lot in the manor was full of luxury cars. Most of the powerful and rich people in Pengcheng agreed to the banquet invitation of boss Zheng.

"It's said that Zheng Qihua's manor geomantic omen Bureau has been cracked. The master must be here tonight, just to see what kind of master he is. Let him show you a picture."It's a rich man with a big stomach in his fifties, holding a plump young girl in his arms.

"Forget it, I think you're here to see the brilliant president of the Shen family tonight. You men, hum..." The plump beauty said coyly.

Women sometimes deliberately eat some fly vinegar, will be more comfortable than men say love words.

Sure enough, the rich man's face flashed with satisfaction, and then they left the parking lot.

All the people who come to the banquet tonight are from the upper class of Pengcheng. These people want wind and rain, but there is no way to deal with this mysterious geomantic omen.

After getting the news that the Fengshui Bureau of zhengjiazhuangyuan has been cracked, these top rich people want to make friends with the master who solved the Fengshui Bureau.

At this time, however, the master who was thought of by the rich was stirring a pile of bottles and cans in a room. Several induction cookers were placed on the huge table, and different liquid medicines were boiled in each induction cooker. Wang Qian skillfully controlled the temperature of the induction cooker.

There are several security guards outside. No one is allowed to enter.

Last night, Wang Qian cooked a simple version of Jinyang Danye for boss Zheng. Today, Wang Qian went out to buy a lot of traditional Chinese medicine, just for the enhanced version of Jinyang Danye in the evening.

"Seal!" Wang Qian put his palm on the top of the induction cooker, and all the juice that was still steaming cooled down.