Chapter 8 (1/2)

Yu Bing slowly picked up the tea on the table, which Wei Xiaohuan poured.

He took a sip and looked at Liu Quancheng without saying anything, as if he was brewing something, unpredictable.

Liu Quancheng immediately became nervous and looked at Yu Bing without blinking.

”Little sir, no, master, how are you?” Yu Bing couldn't help asking.

Yu Bing coughed. Instead of pretending to force him, he was thinking about countermeasures.

Liu Quancheng asked if there was anyone behind him, so that he didn't run a single business for two months. But Yu Bing can only see the situation in recent days. I really don't know if there are any troublemakers.

You can't guess about it.

Inadvertently, he saw that Liu Quancheng resigned two days later, but he was not a bit depressed, on the contrary, he was elated. I don't know what happened, but it looks like a good thing.

Then, in the soldier heart move, opened the mouth.

”Mr. Liu, are you really satisfied with your work?”

Liu Quancheng sighed and said helplessly, ”what if I'm not satisfied? My family is counting on my salary. Besides, even if I change my career, I don't know what to do...”

Yu Bing nodded and said, ”I understand your difficulties. However, you should have heard a saying that you can't break or stand.”

Liu Quancheng was stunned and said: ”little sir, you mean to change my profession. Is that really OK? What should I do instead? ”

I don't know what you're going to change. Arithmetic doesn't count everything.

He turned his eyes.

”Ha ha, Mr. Liu, you are a little persistent. Everything has its own destiny. In this way, I'll give you the eight words ”let it be, there will be a turning point.”

With these words, Yu Bing admired himself.

Is it Zhuge Kongming's style to send you eight words? It's so compelling.

”Ah.”

Liu Quancheng was both surprised and pleased, and his lips trembled.

”Little, no, master, master, is it true?”

Yu Bing squints and almost laughs, master!

”Three days later, you will understand,” he said

”Thank you, master, master.” Liu Quancheng's excited face turned red. In a hurry, he took out a hundred yuan from his pocket. After thinking about it, he took out all the money in his pocket. It was four or five hundred yuan.

He carefully placed it on the table beside the soldier: ”master, this is a little of my heart. Don't dislike it. I'll thank you later.”

Yu Bing's eyes brightened.

Although he didn't feel much about money, and looked down on those who saw money. But now, he felt that he was full. He was just full and didn't know he was hungry. The life in the country and the city in his memory made him know how miserable it was to have no money.

When you think about the misery of only 300 yuan of ”family property” and spending a cent in half, Yu Bing deeply realizes the power of money.

Seeing more than 400 yuan on the table, Yu Bing's heart seemed to open a golden door.

Pop!

The money on the table was picked up by a white, tender, thin and long hand and patted on Liu Quancheng's hand.

Yu Bing looks up in amazement, but sees Wei Xiaohuan's pretty face.

”Mr. Liu, you are stupid. Fortune telling is deceitful. You believe it too!”

”You haven't got the list for two months, and you still take all your money out. How do you live in your family? How irresponsible

”Fortune telling, deceiving ghosts, I tell you, I've known him for so long, but I haven't heard him say that he knows fortune telling!”

”Work hard is the right way.”

Wei Xiaohuan gave the money back to Liu Quancheng, and the thunderclap just stunned the three people.

Yu Bing wants to vomit blood.