[Han Qianyi and Wan Chen are also going to stay at Chen Xixiâs B&B? Can the boss really take in so many people?]
[They should be able to, right? After all, arenât they able to give the boss free advertisement? The boss would probably be thrilled to have them all stay!]
[It was Chen Xixi who offered to promote the B&B for free. Han Qianyi and the rest havenât said they would do it for free, so donât jump to conclusions. I think with Zheng He around, all simple matters will become complicated. Just you watch!]
[I think the analysis above makes a lot of sense!]
At noon, twelve oâclock, it was time for Han Qianyi and Wan Chen to check out. The two of them dragged their suitcases and went to look for Zheng He near the overpass.
At this time, Zheng He, after a night of both mental and physical torture, felt anything but bright.
His hair was as messy as a birdâs nest, he hadnât washed his face or brushed his teeth, and was sitting on a pile of dirty clothes, staring fixedly at the stack of money wrapped in yellow talisman paper in front of him, looking utterly wretched.
To change his fortune, he had really gone all out this time, hoping the masterâs mana wouldnât disappoint him!
[Good lord, who can even tell the difference between Zheng He and a beggar now?]
[I think with Zheng Heâs current look, he could definitely make a killing begging at the night market tonight!]
[When can they open that talisman paper? I can hardly wait to see if Zheng He got scammed this time!]
Han Qianyi looked at Zheng He, who seemed to be on the verge of going mad, and asked, âYou really want to wait until tonight?â
Upon hearing this Zheng He turned his head and saw Han Qianyi and Wan Chen had arrived. His listless expression instantly turned to one of triumphant pride, âDidnât you guys leave last night? Why are you back? Did you realize you canât survive without me?â
Han Qianyi sneered inwardly: Yeah, right, relying on you, an absolute fool, to charge into the fray!
Zheng He suddenly thought of something, his gaze shifting over Han Qianyi and Wan Chen, then he snickered: âYou didnât come here because you saw the master helping me change my luck for free on the internet and now you also want a turn, did you? Well, I advise you to forget it because the master said he helped me because Iâm extraordinary and have a fate connection with him. He would never help ordinary people like you!â
Whether they believed in metaphysics or not, most people would show some inexplicable respect towards fortune-telling masters.
And maybe the real master saw what a fool Zheng He was and couldnât help but lend a hand. It was hard to tell.
Worried that cursing the master might bring retribution, Han Qianyi and Wan Chen didnât even consider the possibility of a scam.
However, fortune-telling should be put aside; they needed to figure out their living arrangements first, and that was the most pressing matter.
Han Qianyi got straight to the point: âWe came to find you because we want to go to the hot spring B&B with you.â
Zheng He initially wanted to refuse. After all, he was doing okay on his own, and he was about to change his luck. He felt he could go solo without Han Qianyi and Wan Chen freeload off his good fortune.
But⦠his eyes shifted, and then he agreed.
Following that, Zheng He began boasting non-stop to Han Qianyi and Wan Chen about how the master chose him because he was the Chosen One, destined for great fortune and a bright future, with the protagonistâs halo shining brightly upon himâ¦
Han Qianyi and Wan Chen listened to Zheng Heâs boasting all afternoon. If they didnât have a good deal of patience, they probably would have burst into laughter.
[Ha! Does Zheng He have some sort of misunderstanding about himself?]
[That master has done some serious harm! Zheng Heâs ego has inflated to what extent? He canât even distinguish reality anymore!]
[Have Han Qianyi and Wan Chen undergone some special training? They have such great endurance.]
[Zheng He, youâd better not boast too much. Leave yourself a way out. If you open the talisman paper later and thereâs no money inside, what are you going to do?!]
Zheng He continued talking to himself: âYou guys donât know how amazing that master is, the paper flew up to the sky after it burned, it was like magic! Too bad you werenât there to see it, sigh!â
Upon hearing this, Han Qianyi and Wan Chen were genuinely mesmerized. Theyâd never had a chance to see such a spectacle.
When 7:40 pm came, following Zheng Heâs last bout of boasting, the thrilling moment of truth had arrived.
Zheng Heâs live stream had been unblocked by the staff since the last midnight and had resumed. So, at this moment, the popularity of Zheng Heâs live stream room was at an unprecedented high.
The reason was that everyone wanted to see the continuation of Zheng Heâs change of fortune.
Zheng He checked the time, âItâs time, Iâm going to open my âsincerityâ now, watch closely. Letâs see if I got deceived this time, Iâm telling you, itâs absolutely impossible. This money was handled by me personally, right under my watch. If I could still get scammed, then Iâm nothing but a foolâ¦â
While he was speaking, he picked up the neatly wrapped talisman paper in front of him and started to open it.
But as he quickly unfolded the talisman paper, his voice suddenly stopped.
Inside the talisman paper, there wasnât money, but a stack of newspapers!!
Zheng Heâs fingers began to tremble, and he immediately looked up at Han Qianyi and Wan Chen, shouting, âWhereâs my money? Which one of you touched my money?!â
Where was his 5700 yuan!
Who had taken his money!
Was he really such a fool? Even money right under his nose could be swindled away!
Impossible, it just couldnât be!
Zheng He was going crazy. He refused to believe that the fortune-telling old man had scammed him because he had handled everything himself. The old man never had the chance to make a move, soâ¦
Furious, he looked at Han Qianyi and Wan Chen and pointed at them, âWas it you two! You two came back to me actually just to take my money, right? How suddenly you came back, one distracts me while the other swaps it, right?â
Han Qianyi and Wan Chen: ââ¦â Such bad luck!
Having listened to Zheng Heâs boasting all afternoon, and now they even get falsely accused, where could they even go to seek justice?
Wan Chen looked at Zheng He helplessly, âRight, right, right, why donât you call the cops!â
Thatâs their problem; he couldnât stand even a bit of this injustice!
[HAHAHAHA One second ago: My money must still be there, Iâm not a fool. The next second: Whereâs my money? Am I really just a fool?]