No one noticed Da Tou's complicated expression. The old Taoist stroked his beard and continued, "Your relationship is relatively stable now, but the test is not over yet. You should pay more attention to maintaining it in the future."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yanqing's expression turned somewhat displeased, but he still nodded with a cold face.
Seeing Gu Baiwei eager to try her fortune, he put down another hundred yuan and said, "Please also help my wife with her fortune telling, Taoist priest."
In front of so many people, he called her "wife" very naturally.
Gu Baiwei's cheeks flushed instantly, and she stepped forward somewhat embarrassedly: "Excuse me, Daoist Master."
The old Taoist priest's eyes fell on the hundred-yuan note, and he quickly put it away before handing her the fortune-telling container.
"What would you like to ask, young lady?"
Gu Baiwei thought for a moment before saying, "Then I'll trouble you, Taoist priest, to see how long I can live."
The old Taoist priest glanced at her and handed her the divination stick container: "Young lady, draw a stick yourself."
Upon hearing this, Gu Baiwei took the bamboo skewer, shook it twice, and one of the skewers fell out, with the side bearing the writing facing up.
Shen Yanqing frowned; it was actually the worst possible outcome.
Just as I was thinking of this, another bamboo skewer fell in the same spot with a thud, landing right on top of the previous one.
The old Taoist priest looked at the two bamboo sticks in front of him with surprise.
He picked up one of them and looked at it, then picked up another, frowned, shook his head, then nodded, his expression unusually hesitant.
Seeing his expression, Gu Baiwei asked curiously, "Taoist Master, is there something wrong with my fortune slip?"
The old Taoist priest stared at the two fortune sticks in his hand, looking them over from left to right: "Strange, this one clearly indicates an early death, but the other indicates longevity. How strange."
Upon hearing that he had died young, Shen Yanqing's face darkened: "Weiwei, he's a liar, let's go."
Gu Baiwei was unwilling to leave because what the old Taoist priest said was true.
In her previous life, she did indeed die young, and the other longevity bamboo stick should represent her rebirth in this life.
She couldn't tell Shen Yanqing about such an unbelievable thing, so she could only reach out and squeeze his palm: "Yanqing, don't be angry. Isn't there still a very auspicious fortune stick? Let's hear what the Taoist priest has to say."
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and looked at Gu Baiwei with an expression that said, "She's a promising young woman."
“Young lady, although I don’t know what that inauspicious fortune slip means, I can tell from your appearance that you do indeed have the features of a long life, but…”
Just as the old Taoist priest finished speaking, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Urban management officers!"
Gu Baiwei looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in a city management uniform chasing a vendor pushing a cart of apples.
It really was the urban management officers.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he saw the old Taoist priest's expression change slightly. He quickly and deftly packed up the stall on the ground, slung it over his back, and ran off like the wind.
The big man was dumbfounded. This old Taoist priest looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old, yet he was running so fast that even the young city management officer couldn't catch up with him.
The urban management officers chased after him, shouting, "You filthy swindler, if you dare to come here again to swindle people, I won't let you get away with it!"
Seeing the old Taoist priest disappear like a rabbit, the city management officer stopped panting beside the three of them.
After catching his breath for a while, he finally spoke: "Don't let that swindler fool you. He's been posing as a Taoist priest all day, swindling people. Several people have already been scammed."
"fraud?"
Gu Baiwei was surprised, but she felt that what the old Taoist priest said just now was quite accurate, so how could he be a fraud?
Seeing their disbelieving expressions, the city management officer straightened up and looked at Shen Yanqing: "Sir, did he tell you that your life would be one of wealth and honor, but with a love life full of hardship?"
Gu Baiwei's heart skipped a beat; the city management officer's words were absolutely correct.
Curious, she asked, "How did you know?"
The city management officer pointed at his car: "If I'm not mistaken, you must be the legendary Mr. Shen, right? Your car is very distinctive, he must have recognized it. As for the rest, you can easily find news about you with a simple search."
Upon hearing the city management officer's words, the three fell silent instantly.
Da Tou regretted not reminding the boss and Miss Gu sooner; he felt that the old man was unreliable.
He ground his back teeth and looked at Shen Yanqing: "Boss, should I take him down?"
He then made a throat-slitting gesture.
Urban management officer: "..." I am a public official, after all. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to openly discuss murder in front of me?
Of course, he wouldn't dare say this to someone's face; he was afraid of dying if asked.
"Well, you three can continue your conversation. I'll head back to patrol now."
The city management officer immediately slipped away after saying that.
After this little incident, they arrived at the hotel close to the agreed time.
Shen Yanqing went outside to make a phone call, while Gu Baiwei entered the room first.
She looked around and realized that almost everyone in the crew had arrived, and she immediately felt a little embarrassed.
Shen Xuan looked at her with a smile and patted the seat next to her: "Sister, come and sit down."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a slightly hoarse voice said, "Miss Gu has kept everyone waiting for so long, shouldn't she punish herself with a drink?"
Gu Baiwei looked in the direction of the voice and found that the speaker was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.
The man was overweight and his hair was thinning. His eyes looked at her with a mixture of amazement and greed.
Before she could react, Director Chen immediately introduced her with a smile: "Xiao Gu, this is Mr. Liu, one of the investors in our production team."
Then, with a forced smile, she looked at President Liu and said, "President Liu, Ms. Gu can't drink alcohol. How about we let her drink tea instead of alcohol as a punishment?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Liu's face immediately turned cold: "Director Chen, what, do you think I, as an investor, don't even have this much face?"
Director Chen glanced at Gu Baiwei furtively, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. He could give him face, but President Shen might not.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard a cracking sound, the sound of porcelain shattering on the ground.
Director Chen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up, only to find that Shen Xuan, who was always smiling, was looking at President Liu with a cold and expressionless face, his eyes almost spitting sparks: "Who the hell do you think you are? You dare to say that?"
Everyone present was stunned. Even a fool could hear the protectiveness Shen Xuan showed towards Gu Baiwei in his words.
Wasn't it rumored that these two brothers didn't get along? How could Shen Xuan go to such lengths for this nominal sister-in-law?
"You've gone too far! What right do you, a bastard from the Shen family, have to lecture me?"
Mr. Liu had never been treated like this before. His face immediately darkened, and he slammed the glass in his hand heavily on the table with a thud.
"I'm putting this out there right now, Miss Gu, you have to drink this wine whether you want to or not."
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