I, Jiang Shi, am the 99th generation descendant of Sanqing Guan. My main job is fishing, and my side job is fortune telling. I usually rely on my mouth to fool people... Ah no, I am trying to influence various financial lords.
Until that day, a global limited edition Maybach parked at the door of my leaky "San Cun Tang".
A boss who was about to be squeezed out stepped out of the car and handed over a check of 10 million in a trembling voice: "Master, save the lives of my whole family!"
I figured it out, good guy, it wasn't the smoke coming out of the ancestor's grave, it was the disco dancing in the ancestor's grave, and it was the kind that wanted to pull his whole family to dance together.
When business comes to your door, there is no reason not to accept it.
But who can tell me why the famous Feng Shui family, the Bai family, is always against me?
Why is it that the thing in this tomb is not a rice dumpling, but a living creature waiting to be fed?
What's even more outrageous is, why is the Bingshan heir of the arch-rival Bai family looking at me more and more wrong?
The young master of the Bai family: "Jiang Shi, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Me (eating melon seeds): "I know, but isn't this disaster very cute? Look at it, it can even call you mom."
Everyone: "..."
It's over, this heavenly master is crazy, and the earth is about to end.
