"So, what about them? I have to see people to count. The birth date is not accurate." Fang Rui said.

"I'll contact them!" Lao Li immediately took out his mobile phone and entered a mysterious WeChat group. It was a group that would have to pay 50,000 yuan to enter this group, and sent a location coordinate. I saw the group call responding, and some even issued cash red envelopes directly.

And this group of red envelopes, only three people can grab, that is to say, except for these three people, everyone else is the person who issued the red envelopes.

That's right, these three people are the three old men in front of them.

Soon, the sound of cars rang at the door one after another, with red faces, almost all people in suits stepping into this place.

"Lao Li, have you changed places again? How elegant this place is, it deserves to be Lao Li's taste!" A middle-aged man in a black suit, bald and glasses came in.

"Someone is faster than me. I let the driver run a few red lights. Alas, you are really the devil." A younger man in a suit walked in with a gift in his hand and put it on the table. Above, it’s a small box, but just looking at the packaging, you know that it’s expensive.

"Brother Feng, you still like to give gifts. What age is this, and what kind of gifts are you giving away? It's true that I just gave all of our hero skins to Mr. Li! Mr. Li, are you satisfied with this game? "The man in the suit said flatly.

"It's Xiao Wu's intentions." Old Li nodded in satisfaction, while the middle-aged man over there looked down. It seemed that he was out of date.

Five or six people came one after another. Almost everyone was not empty. Some antiques, exquisite sapphires, and other gifts were all sent over. Fang Rui was shocked when he saw them: Fans, look at your fans again, the gap!

Fans of other people give such tall and tall things. What about Fang Rui's fans?

Women's clothing, women's clothing, or women's clothing...

"Ahem, this young man, why are you sitting in your seat? Get up quickly." Watching Fang Rui sitting with a few old men, a middle-aged man next to him reminded him in a low voice.

They thought that Fang Rui did the fortune-telling just like them, but Fang Rui's approach would definitely cause dissatisfaction among several old men.

Fang Rui and the others don't care, if a few old men don't tell them fortune-telling in a fit of anger, it will be a real loss!

Hearing your reminder from this middle-aged man, Fang Rui was speechless. He looked at the three old men like nothing, and the three old men were also a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, this time we are not fortune-telling, let this young man do the calculation for you." Old Li said embarrassedly.

Hearing what Old Li said, everyone around was dumbfounded!

what? Let a young man tell us fortunes? Isn't Li Lao's brain burnt out?

They know very well that fortune-telling is a thing that requires experience, and learning is even more difficult. This young man can tell fortune-telling? They don't believe it!

But after all, it was what Mr. Li said. None of the people in this room are not giving face. What if one is unhappy and stops paying attention to them?

We must know that they used to rely on the guidance of these old men to achieve their current achievements. How could they say that they turned their faces?

Fang Rui was also very helpless. At this moment, he was thinking about whether to become a gray-haired old man in the future, so that it would be easy to use for both fortune-telling and medical treatment...

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