I Became the Richest Man with a Monthly Salary of 20,000

The man said, and sent out a photo of his ID card with the number erased.

"Fuck, it's a real hammer! It's here!"

"Fuck, who wants to see your ID card, tell me how is Huanhuan's sister!"

Falling in love with Jiangnan said.

"This person's name is Li Suyun. I live in the same town as me. Our town is not big, and we all know each other. She was indeed adopted by their family since she was a child. I don't know exactly what happened. I think we have to do it." Paternity test, scientific proof!"

"It's still an argument, the master has already figured it out!"

"That's right, it's incredible, the calculation is really accurate!"

"In seconds, it becomes a large-scale confession scene!"

Huanhuan reported her sister's situation to her mother at this time, and then went to the live broadcast room to say.

"Sorry, everyone, I have to take my parents to find my sister! I'm sorry, I can't wait a minute to find my sister!"

After she finished speaking, she walked up to Xia Liang and bowed deeply.

"Master, I'm sorry, I doubted you before, please forgive me! After I find my sister, I will come back and thank you!"

Xia Liang waved his hand.

"Thank you, no need, I took your money, and I should do things for you. I wish you and your family an early reunion!"

The hostess left, and the crowd finally dispersed, but they looked at Xia Liang differently.

Many people were eager to have a try and wanted to find Xia Liang to settle the matter, but his previous price of Mao Gua frightened everyone away.

Seeing no one, Xia Liang lost interest, closed the stall and left directly.

The next day, Xia Liang did not continue to set up a stall on the Tianqiao.

Instead, he came directly to the commercial street.

Anyway, now that he is famous, those who really want to tell fortunes will come to him.

Little Liu Lian was taken to buy clothes by Lu Qi and Xi Yiqian, and Xia Liang guarded Muye Village even without business.

At this moment,

An uninvited guest came quietly around the fortune-telling hall.

"Dear viewers in the live broadcast room, this is the fortune-telling hall that netizens sent me private messages. According to netizens, the so-called master here is a swindler who uses psychological techniques of observing words and demeanor."

"But the mother of the netizen who sent the private message believes in this master very much, so our purpose this time is to expose this fake master so that the netizen's mother will no longer be deceived."

A beautiful woman with a hot figure and youthful vigor is all over her body, holding a selfie stick in her hand, and talking to the camera.

Yan Qianwei is a well-known anti-counterfeiting anchor on a live broadcast platform. With her topical live content and sweet looks, her live broadcast room is extremely popular every time she starts broadcasting.

"The anchor must be careful!"

"Be careful if you have accomplices, we will call the police at critical moments!"

"Miss, you have both good looks and a sense of justice, love! love!"

"We must expose these gangsters, anchor, come on."

"My wife I love you!"

"My wife."

"My wife."

Looking at the bullet screens of support for her drifting across the screen, Yan Qianwei calmed down a little from her nervousness. It was also a coincidence for her to embark on this road of cracking down on fake live broadcasts.

Yan Qianwei, who was angry because she was cheated when buying bird's nests online, started a live broadcast to anger the merchants. She never expected that such a live broadcast would put her on the trending list. Naturally, she was still in college, so she used her spare time Start streaming.

But this time, it was also the first time she went to fight against counterfeiting in person. Previously, at most, the live broadcast exposed some merchants selling counterfeit goods, so Yan Qianwei was still quite uneasy.

She turned her back to the camera, picked up another mobile phone, and typed quickly.

"Didi, if I don't call you after an hour, you must call the police to save me!"

After sending out the message, Yan Qianwei rearranged her clothes.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down his nervous heart.

"I'm going to hide everyone now."

After finishing speaking, she skillfully put the mobile phone used for the live broadcast into the bag she was carrying. Looking outside, Yan Qianwei picked up her other mobile phone and opened the live broadcast room to see the effect of the sneak shot.

"Well, not bad, it doesn't block the line of sight at all."

"The audience, I'm going in now, wish me luck!"

She picked up her bag and said, smiling at the camera.

"come on!"

"come on!"

"The host is amazing!"

"Miss, be safe!"

Netizens have posted barrages of support for her.

It also made Yan Qianwei more courageous, and then went straight into the fortune-telling hall.

"welcome."

Before entering the door, there was a harsh electronic notification sound at the door.

"what!"

Because the relationship was too tense, the sudden sound made her let out a small scream.

Xia Liang, who was cleaning the house, also heard the sound of the door.

"Hey, today's business is pretty good, and there is another customer here in a while."

Then he walked out from the house.

"Hi, are you here for fortune telling?"

Xia Liang showed a professional smile to Yan Qianwei at the door, but Yan Qianwei hadn't waited to calm down yet.

But he saw a sunny and handsome boy in his twenties with delicate features came out of the house, stood beside the desk, and asked her with a smile on his face.

Yan Qianwei was slightly shocked. It's not that she has never seen a handsome guy, but in this fortune-telling shop, such a sunny and handsome boy suddenly appeared. This contrast really highlights the boy's appearance.

And the barrage that Yan Qianwei couldn't see at this time was even more explosive.

"Wow! Such a handsome little brother, is he a magic stick?"

"Anchor, anchor, tell me the address, I'm going to visit my little brother."

"You nymphomaniacs, can you not change your position when you see a handsome guy, the anchor is here to crack down on fakes."

"It's none of your business, don't you know that beauty is justice?"

"Now I don't have to worry about the anchor, such a handsome little brother will definitely not hit anyone."

"I suddenly discovered that the netizen said that his mother believed in this magic stick. Could it be that..."

Yan Qianwei originally thought that this fortune teller must at least be like that on TV, either an old man with a sense of immortality, or a big bald man in a Tang suit and a bracelet, but she never expected that it would be such a sunny and handsome man. little guy.

"That, that, I, I'm here to tell a fortune."

I don't know if it was because of nervousness, or because I saw Xia Liang's appearance, but Yan Qianwei spoke these words intermittently.

"Haha, don't be nervous, it's your first time here."

Yan Qianwei's embarrassed appearance made Xia Liang laugh, and he comforted her with a smile.

"Come on, please sit here."

Yan Qianwei walked to the position indicated by Xia Liang, and when she sat down, she subconsciously raised her head and glanced at him. It didn't matter, she looked at Xia Liang staring at her eyes.

Deep and mysterious, yet with a feeling of reassurance, her face turned red, but even Xia Liang could tell it was so red.

"This little girl is too shy!"

He thought to himself with a smile in his heart.

"It's pretty good-looking. It's rare to have such a young customer."

You must know that Xia Liang's usual customers are basically over forty years old, and it is rare to see young people, let alone such a good-looking girl.

"Do you want to consult, emotionally, career or academically?"

Sitting on the usual fortune-telling chair, Xia Liang showed a professional attitude in an instant, and Yan Qianwei was stunned by the quick change of expression.

At this time, Xia Liang seemed to have changed from a sunny boy to an elite gold-collar worker in an instant, making it seem like she was not here for fortune-telling, but for financial consulting.

Yan Qianwei organized her words, and just wanted to make up a story to test him as planned before.

Yan Qianwei quickly took a few deep breaths, her expression had recovered, and she was no longer as shy as before.

"Hello, my surname is Zhang, and I work in a company now. I want to figure out my career? And I want to figure out how my sister's illness is?"

Before she said this, she had made up the rhetoric a long time ago, and at this moment in her live broadcast room, the netizens who had been waiting for a long time were suddenly excited.

"Haha, the fun has begun!"

This

"Quickly record the screen to leave evidence, we must expose this magic stick."

"My little brother is so handsome, so why can't he find a decent job? Why do you want to lie here?"

"This charlatan must have revealed his secrets. If he can count correctly, I will shoot ten rockets immediately."

"Brother, don't run, I saw it!"

"Brother, don't run, I saw it!"

The current thoughts in Yan Qianwei's mind coincided with the barrage of netizens. It's a pity that this handsome boy actually did such a deceitful act.

At the same time, there is a sense of excitement about exposing the liar.

"Okay, please write your and your sister's birthdays here."

Xia Liang casually handed over the pen and paper, and subconsciously counted her information.

"Yan Qianwei? It's not Zhang, but she's here to test me! The only child, a professional college student, a part-time anchor..."

Um? At this point, Xia Liang looked up at her bag.

"Is this really trying to mess with me?"

He looked at the horoscope on the paper in his hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help smiling.

"This little girl looks quite alike!"

Yan Qianwei's serious look seemed to hit Xia Liang's smile, which made him feel no dislike for this little girl who wanted to expose him.

"Forget it, don't go around in circles with her, scare her away quickly, I still have to protect Muye Village."

Xia Liang sat up straight, restrained her smile, and looked at Yan Qianwei with a serious expression.

"Miss Zhang, judging from your appearance, you don't look like someone with brothers and sisters."

Yan Qianwei's small mouth opened unconsciously in surprise, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly calmed down.

"This magic stick seems to have two skills!"

"Can you tell if you have brothers or sisters by your face? I'm afraid it's not a trick?"

"Could it be that the anchor has revealed something and was spotted by others?"

"Little brother is amazing, and so handsome!"

"Didn't you say that this magic stick reads the horoscope? Why do you look at the face?"

"Observe and observe again, it is likely to be defrauding the anchor."

Looking at Yan Qianwei's expression, Xia Liang managed to control the smile and almost let it out again. Seeing that she didn't respond, he continued.

"Miss Zhang, you are not a white-collar worker, you are still in school, right?"

Yan Qianwei suddenly felt that she was discovered because she looked younger today because of her dressing up.

"That master, I came out to work early, so I am young."

She hastened to explain.

"Miss Zhang, you must still be a student, at most you are working part-time."

Xia Liang looked at her with a slightly playful look, which made Yan Qianwei feel that everything about her had been seen through by this handsome magic stick, and now she was just playing games with her.

"This magic stick must be defrauding the anchor."

"It must be the case. Seeing that the anchor is younger than the anchor of this routine."

"Miss, don't be fooled!"

"I said, this master doesn't have real skills, does he?"

"If you have any real skills, they are all tricks."

"It's hard to say, let's take a look!"

Yan Qianwei felt that she might not be able to continue acting, but thinking about the audience in her live broadcast room, she planned to hold on.

"Master, master, I am really a white-collar worker, and I really have a sister."

Seeing her guilty explanation, Xia Liang showed a helpless smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, let's stop messing around with you, Yan Qianwei, crack down on fake anchors, don't make trouble in my shop, come to me when you really need a fortune-telling in the future! By the way, let me tell you about your live broadcast mobile phone I'm afraid it's almost out of power!"

Yan Qianwei heard these two sentences, as if struck by lightning, and the live broadcast room also seemed to be struck by lightning, with barrages overwhelming.

"This, this, how can it be so magical?"

"Little brother is too powerful!"

"Could it be true that fortune-telling is true, and so is facial appearance?"

"Everyone, don't panic, I guess this magic stick may be a fan of the anchor, otherwise how could he directly call the anchor's name?"

"Yes, yes, it must be so! Everyone, calm down, don't be fooled!"

"But this person is right under our noses, how does he know that the anchor is secretly taking pictures with his mobile phone?"

"Er..., is he fooled?"

"Come and try it out!"

"God, this is it!"

As if thinking of something, Yan Qianwei suddenly looked at Xia Liang.

"You, have you watched my live broadcast?"

Xia Liang spread her hands,

"Sorry, I don't usually watch live broadcasts."

"Impossible, if you don't watch the live broadcast, how could you know my name?"

Yan Qianwei's sense of shame at being exposed on the spot has already faintly transformed into anger.

Xia Liang noticed that Yan Qianwei's state was not right, so she didn't provoke her anymore, and said it directly.

"I don't know you. I can tell from your face."

"Can the face see this?"

Yan Qianwei also hesitated.

"Yes, if I'm your fan, but you also saw me and didn't watch the live broadcast, how would I know that you were secretly filming?"

He explained carefully.

"But I previewed today's content in advance in the previous live broadcast, yes! It must be like this, you must have known it in advance!"