Listening to Gu Zhiqi’s words, Mo Weiran was somewhat speechless, but seeing how serious she looked, Mo Weiran suddenly shifted his expression and asked, "Do you really want to tell my fortune?"
Gu Zhiqi slightly raised her eyebrows, "Of course, I’m serious."
"Well... how about you give me a trial first? At least, let me believe you’re not a scamming fortuneteller," Mo Weiran said thoughtfully, stroking his chin as he looked at Gu Zhiqi.
Rather than letting this young lady cheat others, it would be better to let her cheat him a little bit and keep her hooked.
Then, while he had the time, he could try to persuade the young lady to turn back from the edge of a cliff.
Thinking to himself, Mo Weiran suddenly felt he was too kind.
Indeed, that’s him! Much love!
"There are five types of trials, 888888, 88888, 8888, 888, and 88. Which one would you like to try?"
"Just the 88," Mo Weiran chose the cheapest option.
"You will encounter a minor bloodshed today; avoid meddling in others’ affairs to prevent it," Gu Zhiqi briefly predicted for Mo Weiran.
"Is that it? Nothing more?" Mo Weiran said, feeling that Gu Zhiqi was a bit too perfunctory after she spoke only a few words.
"That’s it. Remember to pay," Gu Zhiqi tossed these words at Mo Weiran and then turned to walk away.
Isn’t this too perfunctory?
However, Mo Weiran still transferred 88 yuan to Gu Zhiqi.
This 88 was a small amount for him, but not for this down-and-out young lady.
Perhaps this 88 yuan could help her get through a difficult day and stop her from going down the wrong path.
Thinking of Gu Zhiqi having no place to live, Mo Weiran began to consider whether to find her a part-time job that provided board and lodging.
Remembering that Gu Zhiqi was homeless, Mo Weiran suddenly looked up in the direction she had left, "Hey, young lady, where do you live now..."
Huh? Where did she go?
How did she disappear in such a short time?
Over there, Gu Zhiqi was standing at the entrance of a milk tea shop.
Chubby Chiu looked at Gu Zhiqi, who was gathering likes for a half-price on a second cup of milk tea, and after a few seconds of silence, he dryly spoke up, "Come on, Zhizhi, we’re not so broke that we can’t afford a cup of milk tea, right?"
"You don’t understand the joy of saving money," Gu Zhiqi murmured softly, and then she posted an update on her social media.
Listening to Gu Zhiqi’s murmur, Chubby Chiu scratched its head, truly not understanding.
Not asking about the milk tea anymore, Chubby Chiu instead asked, "Zhizhi, when did you start offering fortune-telling trials?"
Chubby Chiu had been following Gu Zhiqi for so long but had never heard her mention trials before.
Previously, it had always been a flat rate of five million.
"Oh, I just started them," Gu Zhiqi replied indifferently.
"Eh? Didn’t you always charge five million for your fortune-telling?" Chubby Chiu expressed confused online.
"Who said I only charge five million?" Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow.
"Ah? I’ve never seen you charge other prices for a fortune," Chubby Chiu admitted.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t pay any more attention to Chubby Chiu because she was busy looking at her phone.
The post to collect likes was soon seen, but she didn’t receive many likes; instead, she received several red packets.
Unable to control the urge to open the red packets, Gu Zhiqi clicked on the one that just came in.
Her hands were faster than her brain, which probably described her at that moment.
Damn these quick fingers!
The latest red packet was sent by Su Yunling.
Gu Zhiqi, trying to restrain herself from opening other red packets, sent Su Yunling a message.
Soon, Su Yunling sent two messages back.
[Su Yunling: Weren’t you too poor to afford a second cup of milk tea?]
[Su Yunling: Big brother will treat you]
She just wanted a simple like.
[Child: Just wanted a like.]