"Alright. You guys go have a nice date!" After finishing these things, Zhang Tianle hung up the call.
After ending the live stream, Zhang Tianle looked at the chat room and said, "Give me your WeChat IDs, and I'll return your money."
Missed again and again: [Master, you don't need to return the money. Consider it a tip! Hehe, since you didn't pick me, does that mean I'm okay? That's great!]
I also want to be pampered! [Yeah! Yeah! I'm not short of money, so consider this money for peace of mind, hehe!]
The old man's grandson: [Yes! Host, I don't need your refund, but could you please give me your WeChat ID so I can contact you if needed?]
Zhang Tianle fell silent for a moment.
He was speechless.
He secretly cast a divination for them using his fingers.
It seems that the three of them are really alright.
He told them, “If you don’t want the money for the divination, I’ll donate it to a welfare organization. Consider it an act of charity for you. If you really need anything, you can call the number on my homepage to contact me. Just a heads-up, those with ulterior motives or who randomly dial my number, don’t call me. I won’t be able to resist sending you to jail.”
Zhang Tianle was looking directly at the camera when he said this.
Those who had initially harbored wicked intentions were suddenly alarmed.
Having witnessed Zhang Tianle's true skill in sending people to jail, they really didn't dare to act recklessly.
"And as for the thing I told you before that I would consider, I've thought it through. I've noticed that other feng shui streamers use lotteries to decide who gets their fortune told, so let's do a lottery too. We'll draw three lucky people to get their fortune told every day."
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