Chapter 28

the next day!

After Lin Fan woke up, he found a message on WeChat.

"Handsome guy, get out of the stall quickly..."

Looking at the avatar, it should be the girl who added him that day, but Lin Fan didn't reply directly. This hand pie is not going to be sold, so what a fart to reply.

After Lin Fan washed up, he went out. He had already made an appointment with Tian Shengun, and he went to find a face to officially start the fortune-telling journey.

For Lin Fan, it seemed a bit difficult to become the Master Lin that everyone respected, it was not as simple as he thought, it seemed that he had to continue to work hard.

"God stick." From a distance, Lin Fan saw Tian Shen stick standing there.

"Why is it so late?" Tian Shengun said.

"I'll go, it's so late? It's only half past eight." Lin Fan was speechless, "How is it? Did you see a suitable facade?"

"Before you came, I was already looking forward to it. There are three in total, and the locations are all good."

"Let's go and have a look." Now Lin Fan has a little money, three hundred thousand, no more, no less, renting a shop is basically enough.

Lin Fan and Tian Shengun went to the first storefront, which was in the center of the block, 40 square meters, this question, and there was a transfer fee, the sum of which was more than 300,000.

Don't ask about this one, just pass it directly. Although the location of this store is good, it is really too expensive, even the expensive Lin Fan can't stand it.

The second facade is not bad. Although it is at the end of the street, as the saying goes, the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. With my fortune-telling skills, it is not against the sky. Thresholds can be crossed.

But after asking for a while, Lin Fan directly refused.

This façade is actually paid on a monthly basis, and the signing period cannot be too long, and it may be sold at any time.

For Lin Fan, fortune-telling is a career, and this task is definitely not so easy for Master Lin, who everyone admires. If it closes after opening for a month, who will weep for?

The third one agreed to Lin Fan's request, and Tian Shengun immediately applauded when he saw it.

"This facade was originally used for fortune-telling. Later, the boss stopped renting it for some reason. If we take over, we only need to change the front door, and everything else is ready-made." Tian Shengun said.

Lin Fan also felt that the facade was good, with plenty of light. Although the area was not very large, only a dozen square meters, it was more than enough for a fortune teller.

"Okay, then this room."

In the end, the decision was made directly. The annual rent, plus the transfer fee and the property fee, totaled 250,000 yuan.

Although the money came easily, Lin Fan was very distressed. In the blink of an eye, 250,000 was gone, and the remaining 50,000 had to be saved.

Once the contract is signed, the fee is paid, and the key is obtained, from now on this store will be managed by Lin Fan's fortune teller.

In the end, it was the door. Originally, Lin Fan meant to mess with it casually, using acrylic boards to cover it up, but in the words of Tian Shengun.

The door is the face, if it is so simple, without that mysterious and dignified feeling, can guests come in?

When Lin Fan thought about it, it seemed to make sense.

In the end, it cost tens of thousands of dollars for just one door, and Lin Fan's heart was about to burst from the pain.

"It's worth it, it's worth it." Tian Shengun looked at the dark wooden door with an excited expression on his face.

"Master Lin."

There are three big golden characters on the door. These three characters are correct, but there is a charm in them. On this street, they are very eye-catching.

The seats inside are all ready-made, as long as they are cleaned.

"When will it open?" Lin Fan asked.

"How about opening tomorrow?" Tian Shengun looked at this storefront, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time, as if having his own storehouse was something Tian Shengun dreamed of.

Although this is not his own, Tian Shengun has already brought his own role into it, and now he is a partner with Lin Fan, and he is also a part of it.

"Okay, then open it tomorrow, come on." Lin Fan stretched out his hand, feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

Tian Shengun looked at Lin Fan, then shook Lin Fan's hand, nodded heavily, "Come on."

Lin Fan had to keep the remaining 10,000 yuan, and he must have some expenses in normal times.

But after everything was prepared, Lin Fan bought a bicycle when he went back, and he would ride the bicycle back and forth from now on, not only saving money but also exercising his body, so why not do it.

night!

Lin Fan opened WeChat first, and the girl sent dozens of messages in a row, saying all kinds of threatening words, but Lin Fan was a cool male god, so he ignored her directly, and then looked at the class group.

After watching it for a while, I felt that it was meaningless. A group of people bragged in it, what was the meaning, and then they directly closed WeChat.

Weibo.

Lin Fan found that his fans had increased by a few more, and under the comments he made with Wang Mingyang, there was a person who was still spitting out angrily.

"My goddammit, it's possible that I'm going to fight with myself, but forget it, there are tens of thousands of black fans on the Internet, and it's really normal for me to meet one of them."

At this time, Wang Mingyang posted several comments on Lin Fan's Weibo.

"admire."

"Master Lin, are you there?"

"One million promises, what's the card number?"

And in the end, they seemed to be in a hurry, but Lin Fan really didn't know that Wang Mingyang was really in a hurry.

In the luxurious villa, Wang Mingyang was holding his mobile phone and checking Weibo all the time.

This time he was completely convinced.

He found that Master Lin might really have this ability, it was simply against the sky.

Wang Mingyang is a lunatic in the eyes of his peers. There are some things that ordinary people can't do, but he tries his best to do them, and he has to do things that ordinary people can't do.

Stubborn, domineering, domineering, just like the domineering president in the novel.

In the afternoon, Wang Mingyang called those people. Although he knew that those people had colluded with each other, he just wanted to see if Master Lin was really capable.

To those colluding with each other, this Wang Mingyang is like a fool.

But what surprised everyone was that Wang Mingyang seemed to be possessed by the god of gamblers this afternoon, killing all directions, unstoppable.

Not only won back yesterday's three million, but also won two million.

In the end, the three of them jumped up and said that Wang Mingyang was cheating.

But Wang Mingyang replied domineeringly, "The three of you don't appear in front of me in the future, otherwise you will be overwhelmed. I really think that I don't know that you are colluding."

Although these three people were also businessmen, they were far behind Wang Mingyang, so they left holding their noses.

"Why didn't Master Lin reply to the message?" Wang Mingyang was a little anxious, he was a man of his word, he would give what he said, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't.

Just then, the message came.

"No, no fee will be charged during the free fortune-telling time."

When Wang Mingyang saw this sentence, he was completely stunned, it was so shameless.

What Wang Mingyang didn't know was that these words were knocked out with blood dripping from Master Lin's heart.

To Lin Fan, isn't it a fool not to accept money?

But this hateful encyclopedia actually gave Lin Fan a prompt.

"Keep your promise, free fortune telling is free, and charging a fee will make you mentally handicapped."

You sister's obstacle, this shit is flying a million dollars...

"No, I, Wang Mingyang, say one is one and two is two, release your card number."

Seeing this firm tone, Lin Fan's heart ached even more, but in the end he could only reluctantly type out a line.

"Free is free, and I, Master Lin, will do what I say."

Wang Mingyang was furious at this moment, no one ever asks for money, "Are you sick?"

Originally, Lin Fan was still bleeding from his heart, but when he saw these words, he also exploded.

"You're the only one who's sick, and my master won't accept it. What can you do?" Lin Fan was furious. The f*cking old man told your fortune and wished you good luck, and even sprayed me.

"Yes, you are so frankly kind. Report the address, and I will accept it if you don't want it." Wang Mingyang has never encountered such a situation, and this stubborn temper also came. No charge?

"This master just won't accept it. Listen to me, Master Lin, No. 8861, Yunli Street, Modu. I will accept it as your grandson."

"Grandson, right? If you don't accept me as a grandson, wait for me."

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And in a dilapidated basement, a guy named Qiudao Zhanyu on Weibo, scratching his feet, looked at the scolding comments on the screen, was stunned for a moment, and then yelled.

"These two are idiots, right?"

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