Chapter 91

The weather gradually warmed up, the dark sky became brighter and brighter, a ray of golden sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the bay. As the waves rose and rolled, the streets and alleys along the bay gradually woke up.

Hong Kong, ushered in a new day.

"Squeak."

A light sound.

The iron door under the apartment building was pushed open by the fair-skinned girl with squinted eyes.

Chu Yueqing held the brown paper bag in her right hand, covered her mouth and yawned, and her lychee eyes were a little watery. She

came back too late last night and didn't sleep enough.

She raised her hand and hammered her head, trying to beat away the chaos and unconsciousness.

At the right time, her stomach called out with an empty stomach. She rubbed her stomach, left the community, and found a small shop selling Cantonese-style rice noodles at the door.

The owners were a couple, the female boss was in charge of boiling rice noodles, and the male boss was wearing sleeves and a red plaid apron to clean the tables.

The shop was less than ten square meters, and all the tables were placed outside. The small square wooden table at the door was full of neighbors, and it was very lively early in the morning.

The neighbors were discussing enthusiastically.

"Did you watch the Miss Hong Kong finals last night?"

"A girl from the mainland won the championship. She is from Nanjing and is very beautiful."

"In previous Miss Hong Kong, it was really difficult for mainland girls to be elected. I didn't expect that this year's election would set a precedent."

Overnight, because many media reporters wrote reports about Chu Yueqing, many Hong Kong citizens learned about the temple street fortune-teller.

Some neighbors even dug out reports that predicted Lu Qing's victory a few months ago.

At that time, many people felt that Chu Yuening was bragging. The game hadn't even started yet. Who could predict the winner with such brazen words?

As a result, now, not only did people participate, they actually won the championship!

"What kind of precedent does this set?" An elder brother walked to one of the wooden tables with a plate of rice rolls and sat down. He took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder and said, "If it weren't for the fortune teller of Temple Street, the mainland girl would definitely be on the street!"

"Brother Axin, how do you say this?" Uncle at the same table was not sure.

"I know." The old lady at the next table turned around and said, "Maybe you didn't read the newspaper. The fortune teller in Temple Street had already predicted that a girl from the mainland could win the championship. It was a few months ago." After

the old lady finished speaking, everyone exclaimed.

Ah Xin picked up a piece of fat, white and tender intestines and put it in his mouth, nodding with enjoyment, and turned around to praise the boss, "Ah Ming, your cooking skills are really top-notch."

Ah Ming had just finished cleaning the table and poured the remaining soup on the plate into the trash can, smiling: "Brother Xin, your words are so pleasant, I'll give you more."

"Oh, you're welcome." Ah Xin grabbed a pair of chopsticks and waved his hand, "One plate is enough, and I also bought some barbecued pork buns. I feel sick if I eat too much."

Chu Yueqing walked in holding a cowhide bag.

The lady boss, wearing a mask, scraped the sausage noodles off the iron plate and put them into the bowl.

She glanced at the menu and said, "Please give me a portion of lean meat corn sausage noodles and an egg."

After ordering, she turned around holding the cowhide bag, which was filled with some low-level talismans. As she walked, a few of them wanted to fly out.

She raised her hand to suppress the talisman. Chu Yueqing just sat down and heard Brother Ashin, who was not far away, start again.

"My younger brother works at TVB. He came back last night and said that TVB has already decided on the top three and there is no place for mainland girls. One of TVB's top executives even came to the scene and personally questioned the master to see how a mainland girl could win the championship within an hour."

"The result... guess what?"

The neighbors didn't want to eat rice noodles anymore.

Everyone only knew that a few months ago, the master predicted that as long as Lu Qing wanted to participate in the Miss Hong Kong pageant, she would definitely win the championship, but they didn't know more about the other inside stories.

Being constantly urged by the neighbors, Ashin didn't intend to keep everyone's appetite hanging, and put down his chopsticks.

With a "slap", Ashin was afraid of a loud slap.

"The senior executive was arrested by the police!"

"It turns out that this senior executive is ruthless and not only murdered her husband but also murdered other people. She is simply a murderer."

Everyone was shocked. Everyone whispered to each

other.

"It's amazing, offending the master will result in this."

Ashin has been following Li Huiwen's column for a long time. He is deeply obsessed with the fortune-telling stories in the column. The only pity is that he has to go abroad for work and will be away for several months. He has no time to go to the temple street for fortune-telling.

Chu Yueqing was sitting next to him.

The boss brought the sausage noodles and introduced them: "There is homemade chili sauce and Shanxi aged vinegar on the table. Add whatever you like."

"Okay, thank you." The girl smiled back with a smile.

It was this sweet voice that caught Ashin's attention.

The girl was sitting sideways facing them in a navy blue overalls, revealing a white wrist when she picked up the chopsticks. The surroundings were noisy and noisy, but when they came to her, everyone became quiet. Her

temperament was naturally good.

Ashin looked more and more familiar, thinking that she might be a TVB or ATV star. He wanted to go over to say hello, but the old man behind him patted his shoulder.

"Ah Xin, please continue to tell us about the fortune-telling master."

The old lady also said, "You don't know how popular the master is now. He is very good at predicting things. I really want to go to the scene to see it if I have the chance." "

Yes, I have a friend who works at the Daxi Newspaper. I heard that a reporter used to write a column for the master. He sold 3,000 newspapers early this morning. He broke the record of their magazine."

"So powerful?"

"Yes."

"Okay!" Ah Xin turned around and continued to pick up the chopsticks and said with a smile, "Since you want to listen, I will tell you a few examples of the master's fortune-telling."

...

Chu Yueqing finished eating the rice noodles and left the rice noodle stall. Because the stall was left in the temple street yesterday, she just walked today.

About half an hour later.

She arrived at the door of the store with a denim bag.

Early in the morning.

The shop was already open, and the workers were carrying the planks inside one by one. A lot of sawdust fell on the ground.

"Be careful. The planks are very expensive. Breaking one will cause great damage." Zhong Chang had already brought people to start work early in the morning, and he felt sad when he saw the sawdust on the ground caused by friction.

He always used good materials in his business, and one plank could be worth two planks of other shops.

After Zhong Chang finished muttering, he put on a paper hat and prepared to start work. As soon as he looked up, he saw Chu Yuexiang coming up the steps.

He smiled and was surprised, "Boss, you are here so early?"

"I came to give you a talisman." Chu Yuexiang raised the cowhide bag and looked around, "Have you had breakfast? If not, I'll go buy some."

"I have." Seeing that the boss took the initiative to care about him, Zhong Chang also smiled.

In Hong Kong, employers don't have to provide meals for outsourced work, after all, it's not cheap to have an extra meal for workers. It's rare to find young people so enthusiastic.

"I'd like to trouble Uncle Zhong to help me stick it on the wooden board." Chu Yueqing handed over the cowhide bag.

"Of course, you're welcome." Zhong Chang took the cowhide bag. He knew that Chu Yueqing was anxious about the renovation, "I'll ask someone to stick it on right away."

He turned around and shouted, "Lili! Lili!"

Three stepladders were set up in the middle of the room, and soon a woman with a powder puff came out from the back to touch up her makeup.

Chu Yueqing recognized her, she was Zhong Chang's wife.

Zhong Chang waved his hand and called Lili over, and handed her the cowhide bag, "There are wooden boards prepared for the isolated small room. Go get the paste and paste the talisman paper on it. Remember to paste it beautifully."

Lili closed the powder box, held the cowhide bag, glanced at Chu Yueqing, curled her lips, and stretched out her hand to poke Zhong Chang, "You, you help me just because I asked you to? The paste is sticky and smelly, I'm worried that it will get on my clothes. I just bought

them." "Okay, okay." Zhong Chang also coaxed his wife patiently, "Zuiji and the others are busy with other things, you help with this kind of delicate work. When it's over, I'll buy you a new dress."

"You said it." Lili was not very happy.

"I said, if one is not enough, buy two." Zhong Chang was very patient.

"That's more like it." Lili snorted lightly, holding the cowhide bag and glancing at the small room separated by the door that Chu Yueqing had just entered.

After the people walked away and he was sure that his wife couldn't hear him,

Zhong Chang apologized: "I'm so sorry, my wife is still young, and I usually indulge her."

Thirty-something is still young?

Lili is full of peach blossoms, and she has a typical face of eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. She will not be content. It is difficult for a couple to last long if they are not in harmony with each other.

However, Zhong Chang didn't ask. Naturally, she couldn't say it on her own initiative.

Chu Yueqing shook her head: "It doesn't matter."

Seeing that the boss didn't blame him for being rude, Zhong Chang smiled with his paper hat on, "Boss, go and have a rest first, I'm going to start working."

He said.

He bent down to pick up the tools in the corner, and just as he bent down, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

"Ouch!"

Zhong Chang touched his stomach, his eyebrows and nose were tightly wrinkled together, and his expression was very painful.

The accident happened very suddenly.

Chu Yueqing just raised her hand to help, and there was a series of bangs, and gray-white particles of dust swung down from the stepladder, and a person climbed down quickly.

Before she could help him, he was taken over by the worker.

"It's okay, Uncle Zhong, leave it to me."

With that, Zuiji stretched out his arms and hugged Zhong Chang's chest, and carried him to the corner with his back to the wall. Zhong Chang stretched out his legs in pain and let himself be dragged to the corner to sit.

Zuiji was so angry that he could not make a promise. He handed him a towel, rolled his eyes, and pretended to be anxious. "You old Zhong, I told you not to eat so many snails last night, but you didn't listen. Now you have an upset stomach, right?"

Zhong Chang's forehead was covered with sweat, and his teeth were clenched. "I... I didn't know... I didn't know that snails would... upset your stomach."

"Let me see." Chu Yueqing walked over to check.

Of course, she was worried when her own workers got in trouble.

After a while, Zhong Chang was in so much pain that his T-shirt was wet.

Chu Yueqing retracted her gaze: "It shouldn't be that

he ate something wrong, it hurts so badly." Zuiji blocked her, "Don't get too close, I don't know if he has caught some disease, I'll tell you later. It's just a simple wrong food, it will be fine after a rest."

Zuiji smiled but didn't smile, his eyes swept across Chu Yueqing's face with ill intentions, and when he saw her face turned cold, he hurriedly moved his eyes away.

Chu Yueqing's face turned cold, "No, send him to the hospital immediately."

Hearing that he was going to the hospital, Zuiji was anxious, "The money may not be blown from the northwest wind? I know Uncle Zhong's situation best, he earns his money through hard work. He just ate too many snails last night and got a cold stomach, it's a waste of money to go to the hospital."

These words seemed to be for Zhong Chang's good.

Zhong Chang covered his stomach, and was afraid of spending money to go to the hospital. You have to know that any hospital in Hong Kong would cost thousands of dollars to call for an ambulance even for one day.

A few minutes in the hospital would cost several days' wages.

How could he bear to do that?

"Don't worry about me, Boss. I'll be fine soon."

Chu Yueqing helped him up, "It's okay, I have the money, you go for treatment first."

Zhong Chang was reluctant to spend the boss's money and wanted to not go but couldn't persuade Chu Yueqing.

Seeing that going to the hospital was a done deal,

Zui Ji and Li Li who came out looked at each other.

Li Li was about to pick someone up, and said with a smile: "You take a rest, I'll take him to the hospital."

As she said that, Li Li took Zhong Chang and put his hand across her shoulders. Li Li winked at Zui Ji again.

"Yes, let them solve their own problems." Zuiji hurried over to stop him, smiling.

Lili didn't say much and hurried away while supporting him, as if there was a beast in the house that wanted to eat people.

Suddenly,

Lili's collar tightened on the back of her neck, her heart lifted, her eyes widened, her breathing became rapid, and she slowly turned around.

She met the girl's clear eyes

and those light words.

"You want to run away after poisoning, is it that easy?"