Chapter: 384
Came to Yanshan Villa on the outskirts of the city.
The villa here has been built for more than 20 years, and the people who could afford it back then were almost all at the level of the top richest people in Jiangzhou City.
The friends of the rich are also rich, so they are not surprising at all.
When I came here, a tall and thin young man opened the door.
"Jiang Shao, is this the Feng Shui master you recommended?!" The thin man looked at Jiang Siming and said in a deep voice.
Lan Wancheng waved his hand directly: "Ask your master to come out and see me!"
"What a big tone! Look at your young age, do you understand those things?!"
The thin man said in a bad tone.
Jiang Siming put his hands on his back and smiled lightly: "This is Master Lan, and his fortune-telling is very accurate!"
When Lan Wancheng at the side heard this title, he couldn't help but subconsciously straightened his back.
Because it is generally called 'Master Lan', only Lan Wancheng's grandfather is worthy of it.
"What's the use of being able to tell divination, what we are looking for today is someone who can read Fengshui!" The tall and thin man sneered.
Lan Wancheng took a look at this man and said angrily: "Foretelling and Feng Shui are both related. It's no wonder that a short-sighted person like you will divorce your wife. I advise you to keep your parents' coffin Go back, or you will be in trouble if your family doesn't recognize you!"
"You... how do you know...!"
These simple words spoke to the heart of this young man.
He got divorced within half a year after he got married, and the main reason was because he was so good at gambling that his wife almost lost to others, and now he secretly cheated his parents of their pension money, and he even wanted to get it back.
"You think I'll still lose?!" the skinny man said with a look of astonishment.
Gu Chen couldn't help smiling slightly and said, "You don't know the truth of losing nine out of ten bets?! The one time you won, it was all because of someone deliberately letting go!"
"Nonsense! I will definitely win! I will get my money back tonight!"
Both Lan Wancheng and Gu Chen just smiled and said nothing.
When it comes to gambling, no one knows better than Gu Chen, he knows everything about it.
He has also seen too many people lose their families because of gambling, and he listens to people's persuasion. He will kindly help, but most gamblers basically don't listen to people's persuasion.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be getting deeper and deeper and unable to extricate myself!
This kind of person will slowly wake up when the house is completely empty, and it can be regarded as spending money to buy a lesson.
When he came to the villa, Lan Wancheng found that there was a God of Wealth on the table, and three incense sticks were burning in front of him.
But these three incense sticks burn very well, not even emitting a little smoke.
He directly stretched out his hand and brushed the incense on it slightly, and the wisp of green smoke was divided into three parts and curled up!
"You are sick! This is incense for the God of Wealth, who told you to touch it!" The skinny young man roared angrily, "Do you know how to read Feng Shui? This was done by the master!"
"A dilapidated game, what's the fuss! Did you see the smoke?!" Lan Wancheng pointed to the green smoke curling up.
The blue smoke floated straight towards the roof, and it didn't disperse at all, as if something was sucking the smoke. JrNovels.com
The villa here has been built for more than 20 years, and the people who could afford it back then were almost all at the level of the top richest people in Jiangzhou City.
The friends of the rich are also rich, so they are not surprising at all.
When I came here, a tall and thin young man opened the door.
"Jiang Shao, is this the Feng Shui master you recommended?!" The thin man looked at Jiang Siming and said in a deep voice.
Lan Wancheng waved his hand directly: "Ask your master to come out and see me!"
"What a big tone! Look at your young age, do you understand those things?!"
The thin man said in a bad tone.
Jiang Siming put his hands on his back and smiled lightly: "This is Master Lan, and his fortune-telling is very accurate!"
When Lan Wancheng at the side heard this title, he couldn't help but subconsciously straightened his back.
Because it is generally called 'Master Lan', only Lan Wancheng's grandfather is worthy of it.
"What's the use of being able to tell divination, what we are looking for today is someone who can read Fengshui!" The tall and thin man sneered.
Lan Wancheng took a look at this man and said angrily: "Foretelling and Feng Shui are both related. It's no wonder that a short-sighted person like you will divorce your wife. I advise you to keep your parents' coffin Go back, or you will be in trouble if your family doesn't recognize you!"
"You... how do you know...!"
These simple words spoke to the heart of this young man.
He got divorced within half a year after he got married, and the main reason was because he was so good at gambling that his wife almost lost to others, and now he secretly cheated his parents of their pension money, and he even wanted to get it back.
"You think I'll still lose?!" the skinny man said with a look of astonishment.
Gu Chen couldn't help smiling slightly and said, "You don't know the truth of losing nine out of ten bets?! The one time you won, it was all because of someone deliberately letting go!"
"Nonsense! I will definitely win! I will get my money back tonight!"
Both Lan Wancheng and Gu Chen just smiled and said nothing.
When it comes to gambling, no one knows better than Gu Chen, he knows everything about it.
He has also seen too many people lose their families because of gambling, and he listens to people's persuasion. He will kindly help, but most gamblers basically don't listen to people's persuasion.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be getting deeper and deeper and unable to extricate myself!
This kind of person will slowly wake up when the house is completely empty, and it can be regarded as spending money to buy a lesson.
When he came to the villa, Lan Wancheng found that there was a God of Wealth on the table, and three incense sticks were burning in front of him.
But these three incense sticks burn very well, not even emitting a little smoke.
He directly stretched out his hand and brushed the incense on it slightly, and the wisp of green smoke was divided into three parts and curled up!
"You are sick! This is incense for the God of Wealth, who told you to touch it!" The skinny young man roared angrily, "Do you know how to read Feng Shui? This was done by the master!"
"A dilapidated game, what's the fuss! Did you see the smoke?!" Lan Wancheng pointed to the green smoke curling up.
The blue smoke floated straight towards the roof, and it didn't disperse at all, as if something was sucking the smoke. JrNovels.com
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