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The gift Wan Qiang recently received during Kuaiyu's live broadcast plus the check for five million from Qin Feng meant that the money on the card already amounted to thirteen million.

This shows how outrageous netizens have been in giving gifts recently.

Xianglan watched Wan Qiang return the money to her creditors one by one with a wonderful expression, "Auntie, you don't keep any of this money?"

Wanqiang: "I'll keep it."

Xianglan twitched the corner of her mouth, pointed at the one hundred and fifty yuan in Wanqiang's WeChat account, and asked her in surprise, "More than ten million yuan and there are still more than one hundred and fifty yuan left. You told me this is called retention." Already?"

"We can still have a meal." Wan Qiang smiled, showing her white teeth. "We haven't got enough money for tonight's midnight snack and tomorrow's meal. Now we can start working hard."

Pandan: "!!!"

You know how to comfort yourself, I feel ashamed!

When she was speechless, Xianglan quickly took her mobile phone and clicked on the live broadcast room, "Starting now?"

Wanqiang made an "OK" gesture.

Just like that, Wanqiang's fortune-telling live broadcast room started at noon, and as netizens poured into the live broadcast room, he generously announced: "Netizens who haven't finished the calculation before will finish the calculation together today and then start the broadcast."

As soon as Wan Qiang said these words, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.

[Dig groove, forget all the unfinished things before broadcasting? Sister, are you kidding me? If I remember correctly, there were dozens of people who were not counted before? ? ? 】

[You remember correctly, I specifically counted, there are thirty-two people...]

[Thirty-two... I’m in a trough, so I have to wait until the early morning! ! ! 】

[Although I really want to watch my sister connect with netizens all the time, but I can’t bear it when I think about how hard it will be for my sister.]

[Sister, your health is important, don’t worry about the connection~]

【+1】

Wan Qiang watched all the comments from netizens.

Such an attitude was something she had not expected, but she had no intention of changing her original intention.

"It's not good to be in arrears all the time. It's better to catch the day than to wait for it. Don't worry about me. I'm in good health~"

Wan Qiang said this, and fewer people advised her to take care of her health, but there were countless people who wanted to make reservations for the future.

[If I deliver it now, can’t I make an appointment for tomorrow? 】

[Sister, I will give you a hundred happy planets, you let me be the first to count tomorrow]

[My ability is limited, so I’ll give you fifty. It’s better to make an appointment for the second one]

[I want the third one, give me a chance...]

【…】

Wanqiang now has a new job in the Special Security Bureau and will report next Monday (the day after tomorrow). The time after that will definitely not be as free as now.

After all, there are frequent supernatural incidents within the Sheng Kingdom. The newly established Special Security Bureau will definitely have a lot of things to do, and she will be unable to do anything...

"From now on, there will no longer be a mechanism where you can connect to me by giving gifts."

Netizens:

【? ? ? 】

【Why? Sister, aren’t you going to live broadcast fortune telling? 】

[If I can’t connect to give gifts, how can I get connected? Sister, I also want to settle matters with you]

【Want to know】

Wan Qiang didn't hide anything and told her plan truthfully, "From now on, I will count three times a day, and only those who are destined will be counted."

[Three counts a day? This is too little]

[Woooooo~ Forget about being young, you still need to be destined. If you don’t understand, just ask, what does it mean to be destined? 】

[You won’t easily get thousands of chances...]

[Pfft~ I thought of a joke from before, the fortune teller is here, one hexagram is 99.99 million yuan~]

[Don’t talk nonsense, I think the Yuan that Sister Wanqiang talks about and the Yuan that you talk about are not the same thing]

【I feel so too】

Sure enough, while the barrages were rolling, Wan Qiang spoke again, "I have my own way of screening. Anyone who is online can just give me a Happy Planet."

One word stirs up a thousand waves!

But so!

Netizens are eager to take action and are looking forward to the new 'screening' mechanism!

As the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 30,000, Wanqiang asked Xianglan to connect with the first netizen today.

She was a middle-aged woman in her forties. Although she looked sad and haggard, she could still vaguely tell that she had an extraordinary family background, especially the necklace around her neck, which looked expensive at first glance.

The middle-aged woman introduced herself: "My name is Yao Juan, forty-six years old, master. My daughter is sick. I took her to see many doctors but they couldn't treat her well. The elders in the family said she might be infected with evil spirits. Please help." Drive away evil spirits.”

Wan Qiang stared at Yao Juan for a few seconds and shook her head slightly, "Your family's affairs have nothing to do with evil spirits. What is really scary is the human heart."

Yao Juan was stunned.

Has nothing to do with evil spirits? What's scary is the human heart? What is the master implying?

Yao Juan pursed her lips and hesitated before asking in a low voice: "Master, are you saying that my daughter's illness is related to people?"

"That's right." Wan Qiang reminded Yao Juan, "There may not always be sincerity between father and daughter. The truth you are searching for will be known once you investigate."

When Wanqiang heard that her daughter's illness was related to her husband, her expression changed subtly. The next second she seemed to have thought of something terrible, and she immediately stood up from her chair, "Master, my husband died an hour ago. If you take my daughter out, nothing will happen to her, right?"

Although Wan Qiang's prediction was accurate, it could be seen from Yao Juan's face that her daughter was in danger of a great calamity, and that calamity was related to her husband. But what exactly will happen cannot be seen from Yao Juan's face.

At this moment, when Yao Juan said that her husband had taken someone out, her expression suddenly became solemn, "Give me your daughter's birth date."

Yao Juan did not hesitate and immediately sent it privately to Wan Qiang.

Wan Qiang was watching and calculating, and her tone was urgent, "Go to the Jinghong Banquet Hall, they are there."

Yao Juan got the address, packed it up without stopping, and went out with her cell phone.

The number of online viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 50,000. When there are more people, there will naturally be more voices of discussion.

[When I heard the Jinghong Banquet, the evil DNA deep in my heart moved again]

[You are not alone upstairs, the people there are having so much fun, I can’t help but think about it O(n_n)O haha~]

[To tell you the truth, I was lucky enough to go there once, but that place is not for serious people]

[The Jinghong Banquet is most famous for the Seven Change Club]

[If you don’t understand, just ask, since it’s a super fancy club, what is Aunt Yao’s husband doing with her daughter? 】

[Isn’t that what I mean? 】

[F*ck, don’t scare me, I’m most afraid of this kind of unethical drama...]

Wanqiang casually scanned the barrage in the live broadcast room, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Netizens are well-informed, and they are indeed the group that knows the best and is closest to the truth.

I just hope Yao Juan can make it in time.

Otherwise, such a young life may not live to see the sun tomorrow.

...

Yao Juan was driving to the Jinghong Banquet Hall. She ran a red light and speeded, almost treating the car like a racing car.