Chapter 59: Liu Yichen (5)

"Puff!" The few people who had asked for a talisman from Lin Qingyin couldn't help but laugh, looked at each other, and left the lounge with a sarcastic smile. When Mother Zhang saw that there were fewer and fewer people around her, and even the person who talked to her at the beginning didn't talk to her anymore, she was a little dumbfounded.

Mother Zhang was so embarrassed to be left behind, but she was really not too familiar with those people. She was so embarrassed to chase after them and ask again. After walking around the lounge, she saw an acquaintance. She immediately greeted her with a smile on her face and call: "Mrs. Ma, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard from my husband that your family is going to bid for a plot in the new district?"

"We won't bid!" Mrs. Ma said with a curl of her lips: "The Jinda real estate from Hong Kong produced a large of money and bid for it. I heard from my husband that the cost price of bare land would be finalized after computation. And after adding the construction cost and sales cost, I think it would reach 20,000 yuan per flat when it opened. The average price of the property market in our small city now is only 15,000 yuan per flat. They won't be able to sell it once it open for sale."

Mother Zhang was the kind of person who thinks that the moon in foreign countries was rounder than in China. Although Hong Kong was not a foreign country, she felt that place was higher than mainland China. However, she was not stupid to speak her mind this time: " Then you shouldn't compete. Hong Kong's real estate companies must be very powerful. How can you compare with Hong Kong's real estate companies?"

Although Mrs. Ma had known Mother Zhang for a long time, she still rolled her eyes in anger after hearing her words. She then picked up a grape and put it in her mouth, and poke Mother Zhang's sore spot with a smile that doesn't look like a smile: "I heard that your daughter and Liu Yuchen divorced? Hey, what are you thinking? How can you give up Liu Yuchen, who is such a good young talent?"

There was a trace of embarrassment on Mother Zhang's face. The most face-saving people like her feared the topic of revealing the truth. Not to mention, it was all because her daughter's disgraceful actions caused this divorce.

Seeing Mrs. Ma's gossiping look, Mother Zhang disguised a smile: “Who knows why. Young people these days will fight today and get together the next day. Forget about them, I have an important thing to ask you. There is a fortune-teller called the LIttle Master. Do you know her?"

"I've just heard about it. My sister-in-law just went there a few days ago. She said she is good, so I am also going to make an appointment."

Mother Zhang's eyes lit up when she heard: "Did your sister-in-law tell you where is the fortune-telling store?"

Mrs. Ma replied: "It's on the second floor of the Oriental Pearl Tower on Xiangyang Street. I remember it is Room 201."

"That place isn't a serious commercial building, right?" Mother Zhang curled her lips in disdain, and muttered in a low voice: "Sure enough, she is nothing but a stinky fortune teller and poor ghost!"

Mother Zhang's words and demeanor were obviously full of malice towards the little master. The little master's old customers would naturally not sit idly by. They called Fatty Wang one by one and asked them to be more careful. They don’t worry about what will happen to Fatty Wang. He was tall and strong. What they worried about was the weak-looking little master. What if they go to the shop to make trouble and scare the little master?

After understanding the meaning of their words, Fatty Wang doesn't know whether to laugh and cry. He was not afraid of the Zhang family making trouble. Who is the little master? She was an immortal being that can summon lightning up in the sky. The criminal who kidnapped Zhang Simiao last time was killed by lightning. It was solid. If the Zhang family dares to provoke the little master, it is estimated that their whole family will have to beg for food in a few days.

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