I rely on metaphysics to keep the boss alive and get rich

Chapter 8
Suddenly, the window of the rear seat was lowered, revealing a face of astonishment.

"How can you say that?"

Yun Sangyu was dumbfounded, she grew so big, she has seen a handsome man, but she has never seen a man with such a handsome face, it's amazing!
There was an obvious flash of undisguised dislike in the man's eyes, and he was already planning to raise the window.

Fortunately, Yun Sangyu still had a wink, and quickly restrained her nympho face:
"Are you trying to solve the hexagram? Then you have to charge money!"

When it comes to business, it becomes official in an instant.

It is easy to be backlashed by giving solutions to hexagrams in vain.

Before the man could speak, the young guy started chirping again:

"Co-author, you are not a female lunatic, but a goddess stick?"

"You are the magic stick, your whole family is the magic stick!"

The magic stick is generally used to describe people who are cheating and abducting, and it's not a good word anyway.

Hmph, angrily turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, the man in the back seat spoke again:

"How much is the solution?"

Speaking of money, he was obviously still angry, but when he turned around again, a smiling face instantly appeared on his face:

"Not much, just this number."

A slap represents 50 yuan, not much, right?

The main reason is that I don't know what the market price of this ghost place is, so I don't dare to charge randomly.

However, the other party seems to have misunderstood a lot.

"Dong Wei, give her five thousand!"

Yun Sangyu was shocked from ear to ear when she heard it.

Five thousand?

Did you hear me wrong?

For men, 5000 yuan may be one percent of a drop in the bucket.

But for ordinary people, there is a lot of sincerity, and many people's monthly salary is not so much.

Dong Wei was already taking the money, and Yun Sangyu, who came back to his senses, hurriedly said:

"No, no, no five thousand, I said fifty!"

Fifty?

Now it was the turn of the two men to be dumbfounded.

Goddess stick seems a bit silly?

The man in the back seat seems to be a bit interested:
"Isn't it good to take five thousand?" asked.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid they would have accepted it directly, right?

After all, who thinks of burning too much money?
Yun Sangyu rolled her eyes:
"Five thousand is good, but I'm afraid that if I die, I won't spend it!"

Every profession has its own rules, once the rules are broken, it will not be far from the end of my life.

Gee.

As soon as these words came out, the young guy changed instantly.

I have to admit that everyone prefers people who talk about rules.

Dong Wei looked at the back seat again:

"Boss Li, not fifty."

This time, I just came out with some cash, which I hardly need in normal times.

The man's mouth trembled slightly:

"Give her a hundred."

After finishing speaking, he looked out of the window again:
"Is the 100 yuan worth spending?"

The dignified President Li has never spent so little money since he was a child.

Simply rare.

"Don't worry, you don't have fifty, I have it, I can find it for you."

After receiving the hundred-yuan bill from Dong Wei, he put it directly into the jeans pocket, then took it out from the other trouser pocket, and finally took out a large amount of money, and took out five ten-yuan notes from it.

"Here, clear the account!"

hiss!
Dong Wei didn't know for a while whether to accept the money or not?
After getting a signal from the man, he stretched out his hand to take it, but it was a bit hot.

Yun Sangyu packed the money, and began to explain the hexagrams to the two:
"I just saw this catastrophe from his face, but it was not very specific, so it was a bit vague, but now, I have another discovery."

"What did you find?"

Yun Sangyu looked at Dong Wei, and then at the back seat:

"His problem is not the main problem. This catastrophe is mainly aimed at you. If I read correctly, your body suffered a serious injury not long ago, right?"

(End of this chapter)