Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

The organization is not bad, even better, those official people are not as capable as they are.

Zheng Cheng felt that as long as he was in the business of fortune-telling and feng shui, he would have heard of the Northern Xuanmen Association. It would be a great honor for them to take the initiative to call the little girl Lin Qingyin.

Apparently vice-chairman Cheng Huaming thought so too. He asked Zhu Weizhen for Lin Qingyin's phone number, and Zhu Weizhen said embarrassedly: "To find Lin Qingyin, you have to go through her assistant or apprentice, one is Jiang Wei who stole the opportunity of the second son of Song. , and the other is in Qi Province, called Wang Hu."

Cheng Huaming was a little suffocated when he heard it. He was in his fifties and he had no apprentice or assistant. Lin Qingyin put on a lot of air at a young age: "Whoever can contact Lin Qingyin directly will call."

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After Jiang Wei answered Zhu Weizhen's call, he went directly to the study room to find Lin Qingyin. Lin Qingyin raised her head from a thick professional book with a trace of displeasure on her face: "Do you think someone wants to trick me?"

Just as Jiang Wei was about to speak, the phone rang again. Although it was a different number, Jiang Wei's intuition told him that it must be related to the call just now.

The two asked xing to take the book out of the internship, and when the phone rang again, they slowly answered the phone. Cheng Huaming was annoyed that he didn't get through the first time. The second phone call was almost exhausting his patience before someone picked it up and asked slowly, "Who is it?"

Cheng Huaming's eyebrows were so tight that he wanted to squeeze an ant to death, and his voice sounded high: "I am Cheng Huaming, the vice president of the Northern Mysterious Gate Association. I have something to inform Lin Qingyin."

"Northern Mysterious Sect Association?" Jiang Wei misunderstood and asked Lin Qingyin next to him in an unabashed voice: "Little Master, have you heard of it?"

Lin Qingyin held an ancient coin with a hexagram in her finger and smiled softly: "A few people together dare to call Xuanmen, and they don't ask others if they want to be represented. I really haven't heard of this kind of pheasant organization. said."

Lin Qingyin's voice came over clearly, not only Cheng Huaming, but even Zheng Cheng's face turned green. But even though they were full of anger, the two were embarrassed to choke on this issue. After all, they were plainly a non-governmental organization and were not officially recognized.

Zheng Chengceng stood up, but when he saw Zhu Weizhen sitting next to him again, he winked at Cheng Huaming next to him. Cheng Huaming was swayed by someone's words, and his confidence was not so strong, and even his tone dropped by three points: "Master Lin can't say that, our Northern Xuanmen Association has a history of fifteen years, and everyone here is You can be called your senior, but it's a little rude to talk like that."

Lin Qingyin chuckled lightly: "You can't be a senior when you are old, you have to see if you are worthy of these two words."

Cheng Huaming was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. He would have thrown his cell phone out of the way, but this time they wanted to trick people into robbing him. He really didn't have the face to refute this sentence. Besides, he didn't dare to really choke with Lin Qingyin. If one of them didn't come, they would be dumbfounded.

Zheng Cheng thought so too. He saw that Cheng Huaming couldn't help but pick up the phone by himself. He laughed twice, looking very kind: "Hello, Master Lin, I'm Zheng Cheng, yes The president of the Northern Mysterious Gate Association. Although our association is not large or formal, it has gathered a lot of colleagues. I called Master Lin this time to invite Master Lin to come over for a gathering, where everyone can learn from each other. Fan, also be a friend."

Zheng Cheng's words sounded much more pleasing to his ears, and Lin Qingyin took the phone and smiled: "President Zheng, I'm so sorry, we have so much homework in school, I really don't have time to go to any jiāo reunion."

Zheng Cheng only knew that Lin Qingyin was quite young, but he didn't know much about it. He was dumbfounded when he heard that she was going to do homework. Is Lin Qingyin too young?

Seeing this, Zhu Weizhen hurriedly whispered to Zheng Cheng: "Lin Qingyin is a freshman at Imperial College."

Zheng Cheng heard that his mood was very complicated. His family spent an unknown amount of money on supplementary lessons for the child to pass the second exam. Lin Qingyin, a fortune teller, could even go to college. What kind of fate is this? But then Zheng Cheng became even more enthusiastic. For a child under twenty years old, he could actually make a name for himself in their industry. There must be an unknown opportunity. Ray's way of doing things made him very jealous.

Thinking of this, Zheng Cheng's attitude became even more eager: "We have also considered this issue, so we deliberately set the time for the Qingming Festival, and the location is Maojiugou in Baixing. Master Lin may not know, he has been in Xuanmen all the time. There is a rumor that there are ancient ruins in Maojiugou

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