Chapter 447: Covering the upper part or the lower part is a science
After leaving the studio and returning to my room, I sat in a chair and thought a lot. I felt that what Mr. Dong said had indeed opened up a new world for me in understanding fate and fortune-telling.
I once read Mr. Chen's fortune and thought he had a relatively good fate. He and Lao Xiao had some setbacks in their early days, but his luck turned and things have been going smoothly ever since.
Does he have any enemies? No, he has a high emotional intelligence and friends everywhere. But he still has an enemy - that is himself.
He couldn't transcend himself and wasn't interested in expanding into new areas beyond real estate and tourism. This is why Mr. Chen and I drifted apart.
I suddenly thought, I have never known Mr. Deng’s birth date and eight characters, so I’ll try it out and see what his birth date and eight characters are like?
I couldn't help but call Mr. Deng.
After the call was connected, he smiled and said, "We communicate every day in the 'Threesome' group, but we only see text messages, not voice messages. Why are you calling today?"
I smiled and said, "WeChat is great. We can create a group and chat in it from time to time. We know everything that's going on. We also have a family group. It includes information about my parents, wife, children, my sister, and brother-in-law, with pictures, texts, and videos."
So, no matter where I go now, I never leave the circle of family and friends. Xiao Liming is there, posting videos every day. He even says hello in English from time to time. It's so interesting."
Mr. Deng said, "We've hired some people. You already know everything about the procedures and site selection in the group chat. I won't introduce you. I just want to ask you, when will you be back?"
I said, "Around the 20th of the lunar calendar. Mr. Dong is very knowledgeable, and I want to learn from him every moment. Also, I'd like Mr. Dong to tell your fortune."
President Deng laughed heartily. "You're unlucky. You should be prepared to withdraw your capital to avoid losing ten million. Is that right?"
I said, "Yes, cut your losses in time."
He burst out laughing.
They joked around for a while before getting down to business. I said, "I'll really tell you your fortune. Some things can be prevented before they happen."
Mr. Deng said, "When I was a kid, I had my fortune told. The fortuneteller said I had no good qualities. I stopped studying and entered the workforce early. Later, I discovered I could make a little money, so I stopped believing in fortune-telling."
When I heard this, I was very happy and said, "That fortune teller's skills are low. He's just trying to make a living. I'm sure after he tells you once, he won't dare to enter your village again. China is so big, he couldn't walk around it in his lifetime."
Mr. Deng said, "You have a point. Anyway, I have never encountered this fortune teller again in my life. No one in our village has ever encountered him again, but he is from our hometown, so it should be the situation you are describing."
"So you won't believe in fortune-telling anymore?"
"Not really. I subconsciously felt the same way you did, that the fortune teller's skills were low. Later, I asked a fortune teller to read my fortune. His answer was completely different. Not only did he support me in developing the land, he also gave me 100,000 yuan to support me.
He said if I made any money, I'd share it with him, but if I didn't, he wouldn't have to pay me back. At the time, I thought, if I had a bad fate, this fortune teller would definitely not give me money to support me. So I still believed him. Secondly, I will be grateful to my master for his encouragement throughout my life."
I said, "So there's such a history. No wonder you're such a huge fan of Master."
Mr. Deng said, "It's fine to tell fortunes, but if the result is bad, it proves that Mr. Dong's skills are low."
I burst out laughing. "It proves you're still afraid of people saying you have a bad fate. What you need is encouragement."
Mr. Deng said, "You must record the entire conversation. I'm afraid you might omit any inappropriate content when you relay it."
He is indeed a smart guy.
"Don't worry, if Shanhong deceives you, he's also deceiving himself. I promise not to discuss this beforehand. As soon as we walk in, I'll ask him to tell my fortune."
Mr. Deng gave me his horoscope. I had originally planned to calculate it myself, but now I had no choice but to ask Mr. Dong. However, after asking Mr. Dong to do it, I wrote Mr. Deng's horoscope down on paper, arranged the four pillars, and began to calculate it carefully.
As for others, I just rotate my fingers. But when it comes to Mr. Deng, I’m extra cautious.
I began to write about his fate, and as I was writing, I realized that the fortune teller he mentioned was not wrong. There were indeed too many conflicts, restraints, and conflicts in his life.
I couldn't help but admire Mr. Dong's theory. I thought, I'll ask Mr. Dong to calculate it this afternoon and see how he explains it. And I won't tell him that this is Mr. Deng's horoscope.
The phone rang, and Siyu said, "Call Mr. Dong, it's time for lunch."
Just after calling Mr. Dong, Tan Shaojie called and said, "Teacher Wan, I'm almost at the 'Flower Terrace'. I'll be there in three minutes."
"How many of you are there?"
"They went straight back and I was left alone."
"Well, I'll meet you at the door, and you can eat with us alone."
I walked quickly to the gate and saw Tan Shaojie carrying a large backpack, hunched over, with his head lowered, walking towards the Flower Terrace step by step.
"Shaojie—" I called out, walked over, and took off his backpack. Wow, it's so heavy. "Why, what else is in it?"
He wiped the sweat from his chin and said, "Stone."
I didn't ask any more questions. As someone who loves nature, picking up rocks that appeal to him is commonplace. We entered the lobby together, and I said to the girl at the bar, "Please arrange a room for him. We'll check in later."
The girl said, "205." Then she handed me the door card.
I said, "Go to your room and put your luggage there first, wash your face, and then come to eat."
Walking into the restaurant, I said to Siyu, "Brother Tan, who took the photo for you last time, is here. Come eat with us."
Siyu said, "Okay, add another dish."
After having lunch together, I accompanied Tan Shaojie to the bar to register my identity information and asked the girl to keep my bill.
Shaojie said: "Teacher Wan, do you have the habit of taking a nap?"
I said, “I need to get some sleep.”
He said, "After lunch, can you come to my room and sit and look at the rocks?"
"Is there something magical about stones?"
"Yes, I want to talk to you."
I said, "Then I won't sleep anymore. Let's go."
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Tan Shaojie took a bunch of pebbles out of his backpack and laid them out on his desk. I walked closer and saw a truly bizarre array of shapes and sizes. Some were vibrantly colored, some were pure white, some had patterns on them, and some had tiny holes in them.
I'm not very good at judging stones. He said, "You have such a wide range of interests."
"Every time I drive out to shoot, I pick up any stone I like. I've been doing this for 20 years, and I don't know how many I've picked up."
"What about your car?"
"Put it in the parking lot for safekeeping. There are more rocks in the car."
I nodded and said, "If you have a lot of stones, you can open a rare stone museum."
He said, "I've had this idea for a long time. I've stored all my stones at my cousin's house. He has a lot of houses, and it's in the suburbs, not far from the county town. I want to open a museum with him. We can then charge admission."
I shook my head. “You can’t make money collecting admission fees.”
"Then what should we do?"
I said, "I used to naively think that charging admission fees could make money. Ten yuan per person, a hundred yuan for ten people, a thousand yuan for a hundred people..."
Shaojie clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I picked up the stone and didn't spend a penny on it. The house belongs to my cousin, and he doesn't charge rent. He asks his wife to collect the entrance fee, and we split it in half."
Even if I work outside, I still earn money at home. Even if I earn a hundred dollars a day, I still earn fifty dollars. What's more, I earn more than a hundred dollars."
I laughed out loud when I heard that.
He asked, “Am I thinking wrong?”
"I want to correct your thinking. You are still in the primitive society of making money."
"I just came here to ask for advice. Okay, tell me."
He gave me a cigarette. I lit it, took a puff, and then said slowly:
"The bathhouse caught fire. Everyone was naked, and their clothes were locked in the lockers in the changing rooms. Everyone was escaping. So, should we cover our faces or our private parts?"
"Of course I cover my lower body."
I said, "Cover your face, it's all the same down there."
Shaojie laughed out loud.
I said, "But running a museum of rare stones requires just the opposite - you have to cover up the bottom and expose the top so that each top has its own unique characteristics." After saying that, I took another puff of my cigarette.
He urged, "Teacher Wan, hurry up and speak. I love listening to your weird ideas."
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