"Why did the security guard of Shenglong Mansion let in a beggar?" Uncle Wang complained. He wanted to wake Zhao Fan up and drive him away, but at this moment he noticed something strange about Lin Qianqian and became confused.

Question: "Qianqian, do you know him?"

Lin Qianqian clenched her fists, "This scoundrel has been pestering me for a day and I can't get rid of him."

As soon as she finished speaking, she angrily picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at Zhao Fan.

When the sleeping Zhao Fan was about to be hit on the head, he didn't even open his eyes. He raised his hand like lightning and accurately grasped the stone in his palm.

Then, Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes and said, "I treat you sincerely and want to murder my husband?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Qianqian asked angrily: "How did you know my home address? Also, you were sleeping when I was out of school, and you actually got there faster than driving. Damn you!"

"My kidneys are good, I can run fast, and I even caught up on a short nap." Zhao Fan sat up and said with a smile, "As for the address, I'll know it with just a few clicks."

"You..." Lin Qianqian was choked.

At this time, Uncle Wang came to Zhao Fan, rolled up his sleeves and said, "You figured it out? Boy, why don't you tell me what my last name is? I've seen many people like you, and I have a bad temper. I advise you not to fool around here."

It’s entangled with Qianqian, and the words of understanding disappear from my eyes.”

Zhao Fan picked his ears with his fingertips and said, "What's your last name? It's as simple as eating and drinking."

"Oh, then think about it quickly, who can't brag about your awesomeness? If you are right, I will put my words here now and will never stop you." Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes, and there was a cold murderous look in his eyes. He almost looked at

She grew up with Lin Qianqian and treated her like her own daughter. There was no room for a grain of sand in matters involving her.

"become."

Zhao Fan threw the stone in his hand to Uncle Wang and said: "Write a word on the ground, anything will do."

"Don't you just count it? I thought you were so capable." Uncle Wang sneered and squatted on the ground with a stone. He looked at the courtyard door, and with a thought in his heart, he wrote "door".

Zhao Fan stared at the word "door" on the ground. After a few seconds, he said, "Your surname is Wang?"

"Ah?" Uncle Wang was surprised, and then said disdainfully: "Do you dare to explain it? After all, Wang is the most popular surname in the world. Maybe you are confused."

"That's right for you." Zhao Fan said with a loud voice: "The 'door' has one horizontal line on the top, one horizontal line on the bottom, a short bar in the middle, and a gap vertically, which is the word 'king'."

"That does make sense." Uncle Wang thought for a moment and nodded.

"Wait a minute, I think..." Lin Qianqian pointed to the courtyard door and said, "The word door has a vertical side on both sides. Why isn't it a field?"

Uncle Wang agreed and said: "Yes, Qianqian girl is smart, why is my surname not Tian but Wang?"

"Really want to hear it?" Zhao Fan blinked and looked at the other party.

Uncle Wang said: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Then don't blame me for exposing your family background. Your ancestor's surname was Tian, ​​but he changed his surname to Wang when he fled famine. From then on, the family prospered." Zhao Fan yawned.

Lin Qianqian smiled, this scoundrel talked freely without blushing.

However, Uncle Wang on the side froze on the spot, because his ancestor was indeed named Tian, ​​and he also escaped a famine. Since then, the family has been prosperous for many years, but now he is the only one left in the Wang family. This matter even affects Father Lin.

I don’t even know how this beggar-looking young man knew?

Could it be...that he really calculated it based on the words he wrote on a whim?

"Master." Uncle Wang lowered his head, swallowing his saliva and said, "I was fascinated by what I saw. Please forgive me if I am offended."

Lin Qianqian shook Uncle Wang's arm in confusion, "Uncle Wang, even you are like this? A master with one mouthful...Is what he said true?"

Uncle Wang nodded slightly, looking cautious.

"Scoundrel, how did you calculate this?" Lin Qianqian was speechless. This is too weird.

"This was originally taboo, but it doesn't hurt to tell my family."

Zhao Fan smiled and explained in detail: "The door is originally a field, but if it is next to the wall on both sides, it is equivalent to being doomed. In addition, there is a gray mole next to the artery in his neck. This is the 'poor ancestor nevus'."

', therefore, it symbolizes the poverty of this uncle Wang's ancestors

Down and out. If the calculation is correct, in the old days, the Tian family met a real fortune teller and asked for a fortune teller. The other person told him that if he wanted to make a fortune, he must first move, and then change the field to the king, and the dead field to the living king.

, it’s not difficult to thrive.”

After a pause, he continued: "However, this fate change is a bit perfunctory. Wealth is temporary, and over time it will return to its original shape, right?"

Uncle Wang looked at Zhao Fan in astonishment, already petrified on the spot, "What the master said... it's all right!"

"Although I don't quite understand it, I feel it's a bit powerful." Zhao Fan seemed to be less annoying in Lin Qianqian's eyes. She asked expectantly: "Hey, scoundrel, can you teach me?"

"Okay, give me a baby and I'll give you a drop in the bucket." Zhao Fan sat on the ground and raised the price.

"Go away!" Lin Qianqian felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head. She shook her head vigorously. Unfortunately, she felt that this was boring and pleasing to the eye. It was simply hard to change her nature!

At this moment, Zhao Fan suddenly said something rambling to Uncle Wang, "We will be a family in the future, so I will follow Qianqian and call you Uncle Wang. Have you heard of someone every few days lately?"

A nightmare. When I woke up, I felt cold all over my body. I went to the hospital and couldn't find anything. Let me remind you, this is not a disease. Every September 16th, remember to go to that place to burn some paper money."

Lin Qianqian tilted her head and looked at Uncle Wang. She asked inexplicably: "Do you have those symptoms?"

"Yes... yes."

Uncle Wang's throat couldn't help but tremble, and he felt that Zhao Fan had seen through his whole body at a glance. His pores exploded uncontrollably, and cold air seemed to be pouring into his body. Apart from Father Lin, I am afraid that he was the only one who understood that.

What day is it.

The year before last, in order to help Lin's father suppress his competitors, he forged fake photos of his affair, but he never expected that his wife, who was pregnant and suffering from depression, was so excited that she committed suicide by jumping off a building on September 16th, killing one person and two others.

The life debt of the wronged soul was naturally placed on Uncle Wang.

Zhao Fan saw this through a pair of black moles growing under Uncle Wang's cheekbones. There is a saying about this kind of moles, which is called "evil moles of life debt". The facial features of the moles are one large and one small, forming a child.

It looked like an evil mole, but Zhao Fan didn't point it out in order to take into account Uncle Wang's image in Lin Qianqian's mind.

Uncle Wang was a sensible man. He knelt heavily on the ground and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice."

"I said, we will be a family in the future. There is no need to be so rude. Get up." Zhao Fan waved his hand and urged: "Hey, why don't you open the door? Do you want me, the son-in-law of the Lin family, to stand outside and starve?"

"Yes, let's open the door to welcome the master." Uncle Wang stood up and was extremely excited. For a master who is so outspoken and has real abilities, if he really becomes the son-in-law of the Lin family, it will definitely have advantages and disadvantages. I don't know how many people want to get it.

I haven’t found this fate anywhere yet!

Lin Qianqian watched helplessly as Zhao Fan was invited into her house. She felt helpless about this. Even Uncle Wang didn't stop him. Who else could stop him?

The yard is very large, with gardens, swimming pools, pavilions, everything. The three-story main building villa stands on the north side, and there are two maids, one is cleaning the swimming pool, and the other is deworming the flowers and plants.

Zhao Fan looked around as if he were entering the city, and said: "Is our family that big? This feels great. I plan to get a dog first."

"If you dare to raise her, I will stew her." Lin Qianqian's delicate facial features kept twitching, while Uncle Wang was snickering.

"Woman, so fierce, so fierce." Zhao Fan glanced at her erect breasts and shook his head slightly.

Lin Qianqian subconsciously hugged her chest with both hands and ran into the door first.

Zhao Fan and Uncle Wang followed in, and immediately saw Lin Qianqian standing by the living room door, seemingly eavesdropping, and the voices of two men could be heard from inside, as if they were discussing important matters.

Zhao Fan turned his head and looked at Uncle Wang.

"The thing is like this, Brother Lin invited a Feng Shui master today." Uncle Wang said in a low voice: "I don't know what evil he did. Although the market is good, the situation of the Lin family is getting worse year by year, and they are losing money continuously.

, very unpleasant. If I had known you were coming, I wouldn’t have invited you."

"Oh? Really? I'll go over and have a look." Zhao Fan stretched out his neck, casually rested his head on Lin Qianqian's shoulder, and looked inside sideways.

…

That middle-aged man with an imposing appearance must be Father Lin. He took a pen to write the check and handed it out respectfully, "Mr. Liu, this is a check for two million. Please keep it."

Opposite the coffee table sat an older man, wearing a white robe, holding a compass in one hand and holding two copper coins in the other. His ruddy complexion was extremely serious, and he looked enigmatic.

He said: "Boss Lin, keep your heart in your stomach. This landscape Zhenyuan map was made by the old man with ninety-nine and eighty-one days of hard work. On the back is a talisman blessed by the divine mantra of the Supreme Lord. The frame is

It is made of snow-capped red sandalwood. If you hang it on the wall facing the door of your company, you will be blessed with good luck. In less than half a year, your business will be booming."

On the coffee table, there is a landscape painting scroll, one meter long and half a meter wide, with an antique style that is quite grand.

Lin Qianqian smiled and said: "Please move your dog's head away consciously. People will look like a fairy at first glance. What about you? You are a fellow traveler, but you are dressed so shabbily."

"Shhh..." Zhao Fan was observing the so-called landscape Zhenyuan map with his celestial eye. It had its shape but no charm. The brushstrokes were also extremely rigid, and there was no aura floating on it.

He shook his head and sighed, "Oh, my father-in-law, whom I have never met, really has money to burn. Even selling this shabby painting for ten yuan is too much for me. If you give it away for free, I can still consider it, because it is so soft."

It's a good time to open the butt paper."

at this time.

"A one-shot deal is easy to do. I successfully cheated him of two million." Mr. Liu was happy in his heart, but he would never show any signs of it at this juncture due to his rich experience. He looked expressionless as if he had lost money.

Just as he was about to take the check, his ears twitched, as if someone outside was questioning him?

Mr. Liu slammed the table and was furious, "Which kid with a dirty mouth? How dare you hide in the dark and talk nonsense about the elderly!"

Father Lin also twisted his eyebrows into a "Sichuan" character in displeasure.

"Old man, I'd like to advise you to get away with this piece of crappy painting right away."

Zhao Fan walked into the living room with a sharp voice. He ignored the angry Mr. Liu and smiled faintly at Lin's father. "My son-in-law, Zhao Fan, met Taishan for the first time. He didn't prepare any gifts in advance. However, what you want will not cost you anything."
Chapter completed!