Following the guidance of the Weaver Girl, Tang Xiaobao parked his car outside a garment factory.

"Here?"

Tang Xiaobao was a little surprised.

"Yes, the Clairvoyance is right here." The Weaver Girl said, "Let's meet them one by one."

After saying that, she got out of the car.

Arriving at the guard room, Zhinu knocked on the window.

Weimen came over and when he saw Zhinu, he immediately put on a smile: "Miss Deng, is there anything you can do for me? Come in."

"No, I want to find Wei Qing, is that okay?"

"The one you introduced me to a while ago?" The guard said with a smile, "He's a treasure in our factory now. Wait, I'll call their workshop director right away."

After finishing the call, the guard turned around and said with a smile, "Wei Qing is busy and will be out soon. Why don't you come in and sit by the fire?"

The Weaver Girl said, "No need, let's just wait outside."

About ten minutes later, a middle-aged man hurriedly remembered it.

The man was probably in his forties, a very ordinary guy. If one had to say what was most impressive about him, it would be his eyes, which were particularly bright and had a bit of an inverted triangle shape.

Snake Eyes.

Wei Qing?

Tang Xiaobao murmured in his heart, what a pity for such a nice name.

When Wei Qing saw him, he frowned and complained, "Oh, you have really hurt me."

Zhinu smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The factory manager asked me to be a supervisor. Now I am responsible for supervising the people in several workshops. They also asked me to do quality inspection. Anyway, I am now wearing multiple hats. I am exhausted."

Wei Qing sighed, turned around, and saw Tang Xiaobao. He blinked and said, "Huh?"

"Don't be silly, he is Tang Xiaobao, the descendant of Pangu."

Said the Weaver Girl.

"Oh, you are Tang Xiaobao. You seem to be very famous. Many female employees in this factory are your fans." Wei Qing's expression was a little unnatural.

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "Are you the Clairvoyant?"

"Yes, I am."

Tang Xiaobao said directly: "You know, humanity is facing a great disaster now, you have to help me."

"No problem. I heard that you want to rebel against Heaven?" Wei Qing asked.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "That's right."

"Okay, you have ambition. Although I can't help you much, I will definitely help you." Wei Qing said immediately.

Tang Xiaobao smiled even more cunningly.

"Do you have any magic weapon or something like that that you can give me?"

Wei Qing immediately took a few steps back and said cautiously, "No."

"Really?"

"Really, I don't have any magic weapon except this pair of eyeballs. You can't take my eyes, right?" Wei Qing said pitifully.

Tang Xiaobao didn't believe it: "I don't believe it. You are a god in heaven, how can you not have treasures?"

It would be fine if this weren't mentioned. As soon as this was mentioned, Wei Qing was filled with grievances: "Immortal? I'm just a retreater. Every time there's a war, I'm just a scout. Alas, a small figure, not taken seriously. This time, I was also used as a scapegoat. They insisted on sending me to the cracks in time and space. Now, they've screwed me down. Even my clothes were torn to pieces by the storm of time and space. I spent a lot of money to have them custom-made. They are treasures. What a pity! I'm so poor now that I have to eat ashes. If it weren't for the Weaver Girl, I would still be hungry."

Tang Xiaobao was ashamed.

Damn, are you a god? Why are you so miserable?

The Weaver Girl said, "Don't bother with him. He really has nothing. You can't take his eyes away, can you?"

"Okay, forget it, let's go find Shunfenger."

Tang Xiaobao said somewhat depressedly.

He was so disappointed with this clairvoyance.

In the car, Tang Xiaobao complained, "This is too shabby! After all, you're a god, but you're so poor! Hey, you have clairvoyance, but you're being a supervisor? Damn it!"

The Weaver Girl smiled but did not answer.

"By the way, Senior Sister, what does Shunfenger do? Isn't it so miserable?"

Tang Xiaobao asked.

The Weaver Girl smiled and said, "I am living a very carefree life now."

"Really? What do you do?" Tang Xiaobao became interested.

"You'll understand once you get there. We always have to make the best use of our talents. This is also the job I arranged for her."

The Weaver Girl said.

She is Principal Deng's daughter. In Tongjiang, who doesn't want to please Principal Deng? It is naturally a very simple matter to arrange a job for her.

"arrive."

Said the Weaver Girl.

Tang Xiaobao parked the car and got out to take a look.

Golden Sun Music Training Center?

sweat……

Be a teacher?

He guessed right. Shunfenger was indeed a teacher, teaching people how to play the piano.

But to his surprise, Shunfenger turned out to be a middle-aged woman with average looks, wearing glasses and having severe myopia.

Shunfenger sat on one side with his eyes closed, while several people were playing the piano.

"Number one, I played it wrong..."

"Number Two, there's something wrong with the rhythm..."

"Number Three, the sound is wrong..."

…

"She has super hearing."

The Weaver Girl pointed at Shunfenger from a distance and said.

Tang Xiaobao widened his eyes and was speechless.

After a while, Shunfenger came over.

"Vega, do you have something to talk to me about?" asked the aunt.

The Weaver Girl introduced Tang Xiaobao to her.

She leaned her head very close and looked at him for a long time before praising him: "Wow, the descendant of Pangu is so handsome."

sweat……

Tang Xiaobao asked, "Do you really need to get so close?"

"Is it okay if I'm nearsighted?"

The aunt was a little embarrassed.

"How many degrees?"

"Two thousand degrees."

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