I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 11 Another business comes to your door
Cheng Hao looked away. His injuries had healed, and it was time to settle the score.

"In the past few days, have there been any movements from those in the textile world?"

"Brother Hao, don't worry, our people are keeping an eye on them. The gangsters themselves are insignificant, so they rely on their numbers to bully the self-employed. However, they all take orders from a man named Yan Biao."

Those people bullied the market, provoked troubles, and were repeatedly banned. The police station also had a headache.

In the early 1990s, more and more self-employed people sprung up, attracting some unemployed homeless people to gather here. When there are many people, it is easy to cause trouble. These people are lazy and can only find other ways to make money.

"Then let's check Yan Biao carefully and see where he comes from?"

If he dares to challenge the security department, I respect him as a man.

After he recovered, there were few things that aroused his interest.

Dai Qing returned home and had just washed up when there was a knock on the door.

Looking at Aunt Wang standing at the door with an old lady, this person has a sad face, and the whole face is covered with a gloomy atmosphere. The positions of the male and female palaces have formed hanging needle patterns, and the texture is chaotic, indicating that the old lady's children have lived a long life. Things are not going as planned, and there are still foreign debts.

This is a kind of hindrance, which is also due to the old lady's character.

"Xiao Qing, this is Aunt Zhao, who is also my old sister. She has encountered some difficulties recently and wants to ask you to help her."

"Let's talk after you come in."

Dai Qing let the person in, and Mrs. Zhao kept staring at her with doubts in her eyes, a little disbelieving in what the old sisters said.

What does such a young girl know about reading faces?
Dai Qing ignored Mrs. Zhao's suspicion and poured a glass of water for the two of them. "Looking at fortune-telling depends on fate. If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing. If you have doubts in your heart, there is no need to speak." As soon as these words came out, The two old ladies looked at each other, and then Aunt Wang chuckled,
"Old sister, don't look at Xiaoqing's young age, but this is an ancestral craft. I wouldn't cause trouble to ordinary people."

Mrs. Zhao smiled coquettishly, already believing most of it in her heart. From the moment she walked in until now, without saying a word, the little girl could tell what she was thinking, which showed that she had some real ability.

"Master, I'm so sorry."

"You are Aunt Wang's friend, just call me Xiaoqing."

She can't be a master now, she's just getting started.

"Aunt Zhao is here for her son?"

Hearing Dai Qing's reminder, Mrs. Zhao was stunned, and the doubts in her heart suddenly disappeared.

"You actually saw it? It's amazing. It's just the aunt who is blind. Xiaoqing is right. I am indeed worried about my children. My son wants to be self-employed and make a lot of money. He quit his good job. Not only did we lose our The old couple took away their coffin and borrowed foreign debt."

"Our family has bottomed out. If we fail again this time, our family will be doomed. I'm not afraid of your jokes. My son borrowed money from my daughter and son-in-law. My son-in-law has long been unhappy. I am also so worried that I can't sleep every day. , I just want to know, can my son make money this time?"

Listening to Mrs. Zhao's narration, Dai Qing observed her children's palace again. It was uneven and the texture was messy. The children were living a difficult life and faced debts. The Palace of Finance and Silk is sinking, and there is no sign of money being recorded. His son's business this time will most likely lose money.

Dai Qing didn't hide anything and told her what he saw.
"Your son is not a business man. He can work hard and make ends meet."

Having said that, it’s up to them whether they listen or not.

(End of this chapter)