90,000 Years of Longevity

"Surely I am not dreaming, am I?" The office worker rubbed his eyes and yelled from his mouth.

"These guys seem to be students from Peking University... and they called this person Master?"

That office worker kept turning around and looked at Ye Bei and look at the students.

Similar to him, some passers-by who were watching the excitement nearby also cast their curious eyes.

However, in the blink of an eye, the door of the bookstore was surrounded by a group of students.

All the passers-by were blocked outside so they couldn't see the situation inside.

However, they could still judge the general things.

"These students are all crazy, right? They don't study well but they ran out to find a fortune-teller instead?" An office worker uncle touched his chin. He also swallowed his saliva fiercely and rubbed his eyes vigorously from time to time. 

"Tsk tsk tsk... look at the current college students! They actually became like this now." Someone also looked sarcastically. 

Of course, the person who was shocked the most at this moment was naturally the guy who had uttered a lot of talk in front of Ye Bei before. 

He just cursed that no one would ask him for fortune-telling but a second later, so many came in an instant.

At this moment, he felt that his face was almost swollen.

But he still did not give up. 

After regaining his senses, he looked at the group of enthusiastic students and he felt that he had to stand up.

"Dear students, listen to me, I asked him just now, for a calculation, it's as high as 5888 Yuan. This person is definitely a liar, don't be deceived by him..." He roared with all his might from the bottom of his throat.

But this was the end.

The guy who rushed to the front pushed this guy aside, completely ignoring his voice.

And at the fastest speed, he took out a large stack of cash from his pocket.

"Um... Master, I heard from my good buddy yesterday that your fortune-telling is very accurate. I have prepared the money. Can you calculate it for me?" The boy said excitedly when he handed the money to Ye Bei.

"En." Ye Bei nodded, stretched out his hand, and took the money.

The boy was overjoyed immediately.

"This…" The office worker in the suit looked at this scene blankly, feeling that his head was short-circuited.

"And me too!"

"Take my money!"

"Hurry up!"

Especially in the crowd, some students were constantly urging from time to time, wishing to squeeze the money in their hands into Ye Bei's hands as quickly as possible.

The sound was mixed.

"Students these days are all stupid. They can't even see through a liar?" The office worker murmured in a daze among the crowd.

Ye Bei sat in front of the door.

After receiving the student's money, he said lightly, "What's the matter?"

His voice was not loud.

However, when it fell, the noisy sounds on the scene became quiet in an instant.

Those students all wanted to see what Ye Bei would do.

At the same time, some students took out their mobile phones and prepared to record this scene.

"Um, master, other than reading fortune and reading future, can you read some other things?" When the boy spoke again, his voice was a little hesitant, but his eyes were full of exhaustion and endless enthusiasm at the same time.

Just yesterday, he got a call from his home. His mother was suffering from leukemia and needed a bone marrow transplant.

He asked his classmates to piece together and borrowed more than 10,000 Yuan, but that was far from enough.

It just so happened that his roommate asked Ye Bei for his fortune yesterday. After a whole night of persuasion, this gave him complete trust in Ye Bei. So just before dawn today, he rushed out with the money and rushed out to the foremost of the line. 

"Anything you want to know." Ye Bei glanced at the boy and knew the problem in the boy's mind for a long time, but his voice was very indifferent, "Your mother can be still saved, it's just a matter of money."

The boy was taken aback.

He didn't say what it was, but Ye Bei already knew it.

At this moment, his trust in Ye Bei reached its highest point, and he was a little trembling with excitement, "Then, Master, I want to get a sum of money as soon as possible. What should I do?"

After this question was raised, the breath of the surrounding people became stagnant.

One by one, their eyes glistened.

If this guy could really let people make a fortune, then that was too awesome.

"Tomorrow, within a quarter of an hour, your financial luck will be the highest. As for what to do, it's up to you." Ye Bei opened his mouth and gave the answer in a very calm voice.

After the boy listened to this, he did not doubt at all, "Yes, Master!"

After leaving these words, he turned around and got into the crowd for fear of being stared at.

At the same time, when he left, he had already made up his mind to buy lottery tickets with his mobile phone with the last sum of money tomorrow morning. Since his financial luck was the highest, he would definitely win the prize.

After the boy left, the quiet scene became lively again.

Several students took out the money and started arguing in order to give priority to fortune-telling.

The office worker rubbed his eyes. At this moment, his eyes finally lit up. 

"What a special thing, why don't I grab this opportunity too?"

Looking at the group of enthusiastic students, he thought madly. Then he opened his briefcase quickly, found a piece of white paper, a pen, then he squatted on the ground, and wrote a few lines on it. 

"Calculating financial luck, measuring future, the fate of the family, life, and death, there is nothing that can't be read in the world, one calculation is 2000 Yuan."

After writing this line, the office worker looked at it and thought the font was pretty good. 

After that, he threw his briefcase in front of the bookstore. Then he sat down at the side entrance of the bookstore, less than two meters away from Ye Bei.

At the same time, he put the paper in front of him.

Some of the students who came around saw a series of actions of this guy clearly.

All of them couldn't help but laugh.

Some wanted to laugh but hold back.

Those who wanted to look for Ye Bei still looked for Ye Bei. 

In front of the office worker, no one came forward to ask questions except for the constant taking pictures.

This situation made that guy even more daunting.

He already broke his head but still couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only turn his head and watch the accumulation of cash behind Ye Bei continued increasing.

"Fake customers, you people are definitely fake customers!"

After he watched it for more than half an hour, he found that any student who came to Ye Bei for fortune-telling would a bunch of money, and then after being told by a sentence from Ye Bei, they would leave happily. So he was completely unable to hold it. He stood up with a scream, breaking the strange atmosphere on the scene.

His eyes were opened wide, his fingers pointing to the group of students, his mouth roaring.

At exactly this moment, Ye Bei finished the calculation for one person again.

He didn't seem to hear the voice of this lunatic office worker at all.

The next student handed over the money, but he unexpectedly did not move his hand at all.

"It's coming." As he sat in front of the door, his eyes faintly penetrated the crowd. First, he said these two words softly. Only when everyone around him was puzzled did he continue to speak, "That's it for today. Please go back, everyone!"