Chapter 231: The Fortune Teller (Part 2)

The implication was still that he wanted money for his efforts.

Zhao Qingfeng, adept at reading people, chatted for a while and realized that Mr. Liu indeed had a way with words.

“Like this, grandpa, don’t make it hard for yourself, I’ll teach you what to say.”

“What! You’re going to teach me?”

Mr. Liu’s dentures nearly popped out in shock.

He had been telling fortunes for many years and had never heard of a young man instructing an elder.

While it’s true that a teacher does not necessarily need to be wiser than the student, and a student does not necessarily need to be inferior to the teacher.

Still, the young man in front of him was barely in his twenties, not yet fully grown. What made him so bold!

Zhao Qingfeng didn’t bother to explain further.

He just outlined the necessary script, instructing Mr. Liu to replicate it exactly, relying entirely on his acting skills.

As long as he recited everything, he would get paid.

Success or failure was not his fault.

After listening for a while, Mr. Liu suddenly gave a thumbs up, “Young man, impressive! Not to mention anything else, just your trick of combining fortune-telling with deception is enough to earn my respect! You have a remarkable bone structure, you really should join our profession. How about after this is done, I introduce you to a really amazing master?”

Let’s not.

No matter how skilled a fortune teller was, in Zhao Qingfeng’s eyes, they were all just swindlers.

The two hit it off and immediately packed up their things, heading to a nearby teahouse to align their scripts.

An hour later, after confirming everything was correct, they made their way to Peking University, lingering near the school gate.

Before long.

Li Zhi came out on time.

Zhao Qingfeng spotted him immediately.

This person was too important, not just for taming the young talents but also as a rare new force.

He hurriedly urged Mr. Liu, “That’s him, the thirty-year-old man wearing a blue shirt, suit pants, glasses, and with a parted hairstyle!”

Mr. Liu’s shrewd eyes sparkled.

After coughing twice and clearing his throat, he gave Zhao Qingfeng an ‘OK’ gesture with his hand and walked over, pretending to bump into Li Zhi as he was about to head home.

“Eh?”

Just as they brushed past each other, Mr. Liu suddenly called out.

Li Zhi paused, looking over, “Grandpa, did you call me?”

Mr. Liu nodded, frowning deeply as he stroked his goatee, and said with a meaningful tone, “Young man, your face doesn’t look good! I see darkness on your forehead, afraid you won’t live many more years!”

Who wouldn’t feel jinxed upon hearing such words?

It’s disturbing!

On a sunny day, encountering a harbinger of doom!

While Li Zhi was annoyed, he also found it amusing.

He himself believed in fate and always consulted fortune tellers before major events.

Now, having run into a ‘colleague’ – and one he had always looked down upon as a street swindler – he decided to have some fun during his leisure time, to add a bit of flair to his otherwise bland and dull days.

“How so?”

Li Zhi offered Mr. Liu a cigarette, reaching into his pocket. He had money on him, figuring fifty or a hundred yuan should be enough for this diversion.

“Ah…”

Seeing that Li Zhi had taken the bait, Mr. Liu was inwardly delighted.

They had agreed beforehand, success or failure didn’t matter as long as he combined the predetermined fortune-telling script with Zhao Qingfeng’s instructions, the five thousand yuan would be his right away.

This joy made him involuntarily glance across the street.

Li Zhi, keenly observant, also turned his head to look.

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