Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 62 [015] Meeting Huo Wenhua Again (1)

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Yang Zimei found her Pisces plate showcase.

In front of the showcase, stood a man in a gray-black suit, accompanied by a young lady in an elegant dress, probably a secretary or something, who was recording what the man said with a notebook.

Yang Zimei felt that this man looked familiar, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Huo Wenhua, a Hong Kong businessman who made her her first pot of gold that day.

Ten years have passed, and he hasn't aged at all. On the contrary, he has the vigor of a successful man. However, there are faint red lines appearing on the corners of his brows.

"Lingling, do you know who is who?" Yang Jianming's voice sounded again.

"I don't know, it looks like he's very rich."

"He is the organizer of this antique auction, Huo Wenhua, a rich man in Hong Kong. I visited him with my dad yesterday." Yang Jianming spoke in a complacent voice.

"It's amazing, you even know the richest man."

"That's natural, what kind of person am I?" Yang Jianming deliberately walked to Yang Zimei's side, and said proudly, "There are almost no people here that I don't know, and they are all rich, powerful and well-known. If I hadn't brought you here, you wouldn't have had the chance to see what is meant by high society."

Hearing his words, Yang Zimei felt like she was going to throw up.

"Come, come, I'll take you to meet Huo Fuhao." Yang Jianming walked up to Huo Wenhua with Lingling in his arms, and called out very familiarly, "Mr. Huo, hello."

Huo Wenhua slightly raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his head and continued to look at the Pisces plate.

Seeing people completely ignoring him, Yang Jianming lost face and said loudly to Huo Wenhua: "Mr. Huo, don't you recognize me? I'm the son of a high-ranking city official."

"I know, but please don't disturb me." Huo Wenhua said lightly.

Yang Jianming looked embarrassed, looked up to see the sarcasm on the corner of Yang Zimei's lips, and he lost face even more. He gave Huo Wenhua a vicious look, but he didn't dare to attack, because that was not someone he could offend in person. The woman stood disconsolately and went to another showcase.

"Mr. Huo—"

Yang Zimei walked up to Huo Wenhua and greeted him with a faint smile.

Being disturbed again, Huo Wenhua looked at this very classical girl in front of him with displeasure, about 15 years old. When he saw her big bright eyes and a little cinnabar mole between her brows, his eyes shuddered. His eyes lit up with joy.

He was extremely impressed by the little girl who knew how to search for dragons, explore caves, and read Fengshui that day. Moreover, since his father was buried, his business has started to take off, and he has become the largest real estate developer in Hong Kong. Come on, when he started dabbling in antique jade articles, he was also lucky enough to make a lot of money and quickly climbed to the top ten of the Forbes rich list, exactly as she said that day.

He once asked several well-known Feng Shui masters to help him survey the place of the tomb, and all of them said that it was an auspicious point, which would prosper and benefit business.

"Little sister Yang Zimei?" Huo Wenhua asked tentatively.

Yang Zimei laughed, "That's right, Mr. Huo really has a good memory, no wonder the business is getting bigger and bigger."

"All of this is thanks to you." Huo Wenhua said gratefully, "I didn't expect that we would meet again today by such a fate. Huo is really very happy."

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(End of this chapter)