Chapter 27 Weibo Is So Difficult to Mix

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. From Lin Fan's point of view, after Mr. Yang's propaganda, the surrounding citizens should have a lot of trust in him.

But what makes Lin Fan helpless is that these citizens are too vulgar, they keep asking when will they win the lottery...

Lin Fan finally understood that he was thinking too much about all this, and the impact of Mr. Yang's lottery incident on them was too great, and they didn't care about other things except winning the lottery.

"Dead young, how could these people be like this, who can win the lottery every day, is that luck, don't you think it is a magic stick?" When the crowd dispersed, Lin Fan sat weakly on the chair and sighed gas.

"God stick?"

Lin Fan yelled a few times, but got no answer, then turned around, and saw Tian Shengun's eyes looking at him stealthily.

"What do you see me doing?" Lin Fan asked.

Suddenly, Tian Shengun screamed, then calmed down, and asked softly, "Don't tell me, the lottery is really calculated."

"Didn't you also be there that afternoon?" Lin Fan asked back, knowing this, even Tian Shenzhu couldn't believe it.

"Could it be that there is a real god in this world? Even Wu Yungang, the most famous god of iron in Lianzhou, is relying on deceit. If we have real talents and real learning, then we will really develop." Tian Shengun said excitedly to himself talking to himself.

"Who is Wu Yungang?" Lin Fan asked back.

"That's the most famous god in Lianzhou. Many high officials and celebrities believe in him. He is one of the best figures in this industry." Tian Shengun said enviously.

"I'm envious of you, but what are you envious of? We can be so awesome. Now we have 300,000 yuan. Tomorrow we'll find a face, follow the normal route, and make this industry bigger and stronger."

Lin Fan is full of pride and ambition now, the first one to grasp the knowledge of pancakes is completely cheating, the second one is really good.

If you change your fate with one word, and meet a rich man, then it will be easy to make money.

Lin Fan now wants to make money, become the Master Lin that everyone admires, and then open the next page of knowledge. If he gets some knowledge that is against the sky, his life will be completely ruined.

Listening to Lin Fan's beautiful blueprint, Tian Shengun became obsessed for a while, thinking about his future life, his mouth was almost drooling.

....

In the afternoon, Lin Fan closed the stall early.

When Lin Fan returned to his place of residence, the neighbors enthusiastically surrounded him.

"Xiaofan... No, Master Lin is back."

"Master Lin's calculation is really accurate, Lao Zhang really broke his leg today."

"Master Lin, let us do the math."

....

For these neighbors, Lin Fan was also helpless, but thinking that Lao Zhang didn't believe what he said, Lin Fan said what else to do, all that should be said, it's up to the other party to believe it or not.

There's nothing the other party can do if they don't trust themselves.

But now these neighbors asked him to tell his fortune, which gave Lin Fan some headaches. Didn't he do the calculation last time, and nothing happened.

"Everyone, I did the calculations for you yesterday, and there is nothing wrong with it." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.

"Oh, Master Lin, I beg you, please do the calculation carefully for us."

"Yeah, I'm doing the math carefully."

Lin Fan didn't have time to gossip with them, "I'm tired today too. After a while, the fortune teller will open, and then everyone will come to join us."

In the end, these neighbors were a little disappointed when they saw that Lin Fan really didn't let them forget it. If they knew it was so accurate, they should have let Lin Fan do the calculations that day, but it's too late to regret it now.

At eight o'clock in the evening, at the entrance of a luxurious club.

A group of people came out with red faces, and a young man walking in front had a dignified expression,

I feel a little displeased.

"Boss Wang made you lose a lot of money today, I hope you don't take it to heart, we will play again when we have a chance." A man said with a smile.

"It's okay, Xiaoqian." Wang Mingyang said with a smile, although he didn't take the money in his heart, he was very angry.

"Mr. Wang is generous, three million is indeed a small amount of money."

"For Mr. Wang, what is the three million? I will leave first, everyone, and play again when I have a chance."

The people around left one after another.

After everyone left, Wang Mingyang took out his car.

"The son of a bitch has tricked me, Wang Mingyang." The three million is indeed a small amount of money to Wang Mingyang, but what he hates the most is that other people colluded and tricked himself. If it is really luck, Wang Mingyang There was nothing to say, but this trick made him so angry.

At first Wang Mingyang didn't notice it, but later he gradually realized that something was wrong, but for Wang Mingyang, face is more important than anything else, so naturally it is impossible to say that he won't come halfway, and naturally he has to play to the end.

When it comes to what it is, I can afford to lose.

"Damn it, I'll buy you coffins for three million yuan."

When Wang Mingyang arrived home, the nanny prepared the meals.

at the dinner table.

Wang Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at the news, and then looked at Weibo. After reading a few Weibos he followed, he was about to close Weibo when he saw a reply message and clicked on it.

"kindness?"

Seeing this, Wang Mingyang was stunned, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Small bets are fun, big bets are bad for you, and tomorrow you'll lose your money."

Wang Mingyang looked at the reply time, he knew yesterday that he would lose money today, which made Wang Mingyang a little curious.

Wang Mingyang didn't believe in fortune-telling at first, and now all of this is due to his own hard work. He came to Magic City at the age of sixteen and worked hard at the age of eighteen. He had his first pot of gold at the age of eighteen, and immediately invested in the real estate industry. Yes, and at the same time worth tens of billions.

For any twenty-seven-year-old, this is like a life like a god.

Later, Wang Mingyang replied.

"When will I win money?"

Wang Mingyang is not addicted to gambling, but he just wants to see what this so-called Master Lin is capable of.

Just after Wang Mingyang replied to the message, it didn't take long for Master Lin to reply the message.

"Tomorrow afternoon, the same place, the same location."

When Wang Mingyang saw the news, there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he really regarded himself as a god, but Wang Mingyang just likes to confront people head-on.

"Okay, if you win tomorrow, I will give you one million."

After replying to this message, Wang Mingyang turned off Weibo, then made a phone call to get in touch with today's person, and come back tomorrow night.

....

At this time in the house, Lin Fan looked at the news on his phone, and for a while, he didn't want to say anything more.

"The life of the rich is really domineering."

After this Weibo was opened, no one else looked for him except Wang Mingyang looking for him.

Sure enough... Weibo is really difficult to mix.

But for this Wang Mingyang, Lin Fan is really convinced, he has an amazing life, he is rich and rich at a young age, he is simply a person who defies the sky.

This life is really powerful.