Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Ancestor’s Fixed Price 800,000
Fu Shiyan understood Jiangli’s words, “You mean someone wants to steal my luck?”
“No, no, no.” Jiangli shook his head, “You are a person of great fortune, the one most favored by the Heavenly Dao, your luck won’t be easily shaken, let alone be stolen.”
Wen Zishu immediately said, “I get it, so Third Brother is like the protagonist in a novel, the chosen one, huh!”
“Novel?” Jiangli blinked.
To prevent Jiangli from speaking further, Xia Xin quickly covered her mouth, “Ancestor, let’s talk about this another time!”
Jiangli glared at the audacious Xia Xin.
It was only after the fact that Xia Xin realized he might have overstepped and quickly released his hand, chuckling awkwardly.
Jiangli wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, “That’s roughly correct. Your luck is being slowly eroded, which shows that someone is using evil magic to alter your fate, but indeed it’s not easy to change, so you encountered me, an accident, which is also a sign of the Heavenly Dao’s favor for you.”
Wen Zishu understood what Jiangli meant.
If it hadn’t been for the chance encounter with Jiangli, Fu Shiyan’s fortunes would be unpredictable at this moment.
But, because he was favored, he met Jiangli.
This is the opportunity left by the Heavenly Dao for those it favors, there is always a lifeline for Fu Shiyan.
Realizing this, Wen Zishu said enviously, “Third Brother, you really have a good fate.”
Fu Shiyan glanced at him.
He immediately hunched his shoulders and made a zipper-like motion with his hand, sealing his own lips.
Only then did Fu Shiyan turn to Jiangli, “So, Master, in your opinion, who is using what kind of evil magic on me?”
“You have been afflicted by malicious forces from outside, but there are also signs of internal strife.” Jiangli stroked her chin, “Like someone has tampered with something in your household.”
Fu Shiyan said, “Then, may I trouble the Master to come and take a look at my home?”
“This is called an out-call, and it costs extra,” Jiangli said.
Wen Zishu thought to himself, this master sure is fond of money.
Fu Shiyan asked, “How much?”
“Eight hundred thousand,” Jiangli said without batting an eye, “My out-calls usually cost a million, but I’m giving you a twenty percent discount, so this is the price.”
Hehe, the ancestor sure is… clever, so quick to adopt, unbeatable.
Fu Shiyan smiled faintly, “Then, should I pay by scanning a QR code?”
Jiangli was just about to nod.
Xia Xin quickly said, “That won’t work, the amount is too large to scan, it has to be a bank transfer!”
Jiangli frowned, “Why can’t it be done?”
“This… I’ll explain it to you later.” Xia Xin hurriedly scribbled on his phone, writing down his card number, and handed it to Fu Shiyan, “Here is the card number, you can do a bank transfer!”
He had realized that these few were big customers and he couldn’t let them slip away!
Upon hearing this, Jiangli muttered, “Fine, as long as the money gets into the account.”
Fu Shiyan chuckled, “Good, let me make arrangements.”
Fu Shiyan then took out his phone, contacted his secretary, and asked him to transfer eight hundred thousand to Xia Xin’s card.
The other party’s efficiency was remarkably high, and in just a few minutes, Xia Xin’s phone received a message about the deposit.
“It’s here, the money is here!” Xia Xin excitedly counted the zeros behind, “Ancestor, there really are eight hundred thousand!”
Fu Shiyan said gently, “Then, is the Master available to make an out-call now?”
“Not today,” Jiangli said, “and not tomorrow either.”
Wen Zishu immediately protested, “Hold on, Master, you’ve taken the money, eight hundred thousand, how can it suddenly be not possible?”
“It’s too late today, I need to rest, and I have made an appointment with someone else for tomorrow. It’s not right to break a promise, so it’s not possible,” Jiangli said sternly.