Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian looked at the cooling liquid medicine in the induction cooker, kneaded the valuable traditional Chinese medicine on the table into powder, and sprinkled it into those pots.

The security guard at the door only smelled the fragrance coming from the door.

Until Wang Qian came out of the room with a few bottles of Jinyang Danye, these security guards were still enjoying the fragrance of Jinyang Danye.

The banquet hall is on the second floor of the manor villa. In the hall, all the people from the upper class of Pengcheng came to the scene. Boss Zheng also changed into a decent white suit, where he said hello to the guests and exchanged greetings with each other.

"Mr. Zheng, how can you look so good today? You didn't take a panacea, did you A paunchy rich man holding a red wine glass jokingly said to Zheng Qihua.

Zheng Qihua's face is red and complacent at this time. He drank Wang Qian's Jinyang Dan liquid last night, and his mental strength has always been fierce. In the afternoon, he even threw away his lover's armor and recovered the man's self-confidence.

Hearing this rich man's question, it's like being dozing off, so someone sent a pillow to him.

"Mr. Li, I'm not afraid to tell you that I drank a cup of Master Wang's medicine juice last night It's so brave!... " Zheng Qihua talked about the magic of Jinyang Danye to Mr. Li.

Mr. Li often looked at his girlfriend, and then his eyes were even more excited: "Mr. Zheng, you're not cheating me, are you? Is it really that amazing? "

Zheng Qihua's face immediately appeared the color of displeasure, "Mr. Li, I cheat you? What am I lying to you about? Money? Our wealth is half the same. I don't believe you. Let your wife ask her. "

Zheng Qihua said that she is her lover. Her name is Xu Qingwen. She is the owner of a famous jewelry store in Pengcheng. She is plump and looks like a ripe peach. At this time, Xu Qingwen is talking with Mr. Li's lover. Looking at Zheng Qihua, she is also looking at her and shows a charming smile.

After seeing this scene, President Li knew that boss Zheng didn't cheat herself. It's obvious that Xu Qingwen looks like a flower that has just been watered.

"Brother Zheng, you see, brother, it's a pleasure for me to cooperate with you for so many years. We still have to go hand in hand in the future." President Li's fat face was full of sincerity.

The boss Zheng knows that.

"Brother Zheng, do you still have the Jinyang pill?" Mr. Li looked at Zheng Qihua with eager eyes.

"Master Li Yang, you're not the one who made it." Zheng Qihua is not sure if Wang Qian can finish refining Jinyang elixir tonight. It is reasonable that Wang Qian should have come out long ago.

Wang Qian opened the door of the banquet hall at this time, and all the security guards on the way paid attention to Wang Qian.

Feng Shui, which has troubled Zheng's manor for so many years, was cracked by Wang Qian. All the employees in the manor have a trace of worship for Wang Qian.

Wang Qian's arrival did not attract anyone's attention. There were many people in the banquet hall.

"Hello, Master Wang." When a waitress saw Wang Qian, she came up to say hello.

"Well, good evening. You can do the same." Wang Qian said with a smile to the waitress.

After talking with Wang Qian, the young and pretty waitress went to the banquet hall to be busy.

Wang Qian found a quiet corner to sit down. In the hall of thousands of square meters, it was very quiet. Just as Wang Qian sat down, he saw that the waitress accidentally bumped into a fat man.

Liquor spilled on the neckline of the fat man's suit.

"You don't have eyes when you walk?" The fat man's face suddenly turned ugly.

"I'm sorry! I didn't see it just now. " The waitress's face turned red, and she quickly took out a white handkerchief to wipe the liquor from the fat man.

"Pa!"

The fat man slapped the waitress in the face and said, "get out of here, all hands and feet."

The waitress was knocked to the ground, but she didn't dare to show any disobedience. She turned and walked away. It was not in the center of the party, so no one noticed what happened here.

Wang Qian got up and went to the waitress. He saw her swollen cheek, and the cold light in her eyes flashed by.

The waitress looks only 20 years old. There are five clear fingerprints on her beautiful face. Her eyes are full of tears, but she still smiles at Wang Qian: "Master Wang, I'm ok."

Wang Qian got up and walked towards the fat man.

The fat man was still talking about it, as if he had just hit a fly without paying any attention.

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhao has heard that you have cooperated with Mr. Zheng. Next year, we must remember to pull a brother." The fat man said with a flattering face to a young man opposite.

"Boss Wang is serious. I'll introduce you to Mr. Zheng in a moment. How about that?" Zhao Qingyu said.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. Wang Meng's kindness to you is unforgettable." Wang Meng said in surprise."Well, it's just that your clothes are so dirty. I'm afraid it's a bit disrespectful to see Mr. Zheng."

There was a ferocious look on Wang Meng's face: "that blind man who doesn't have long eyes, Xiao Zhao can rest assured. I'll go to find the waitress and ask her to find me a dress. If I can't find it, I'll kill her."

"Are you going to ask the waitress to apologize?" Wang Qian walked behind the fat man with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

Zheng Qihua was in a hurry to go to the banquet. She didn't want to help him with the project.

"Sorry? What's the apology? " Wang Meng didn't react for a moment.

"Well, I'd like to apologize to a little girl. It's so funny that a man of this age is 40 years old." Wang Qian said slowly.

When Wang Meng heard that the person came to the waitress's head, he frowned and asked Mr. Zhao: "Mr. Zhao, do you know this person?"

Wang Meng has not been fooling around for so many years. First of all, he has to know whether he can afford to provoke the young man in front of him.

Zhao Qingyu took a look at Wang Qian. He was ordinary, which was his first impression.

"I don't know."

Zhao Qingyu tells the truth.

Wang Meng looks at Wang Qian with a grim smile. Since Zhao Qingyu, who has the best news in the city, says he doesn't know Wang Qian, and Wang Qian's clothes are also very common, Wang Meng is no longer polite.

"Boy, get down on your knees and call dad. I'll let you go. "