I Was a Fortune Teller in 90

After being reborn, Dai Qing thought of the miserable experience in her previous life. She just felt stupid, but that didn't stop her from paying back all the humiliation. Sitting in the small courtyard left to her by her grandfather, Dai Qing wanted to re-plan her life: reject love ideas and stay away from scumbags. Inherit the ancestral business and become a fortune teller, carry forward the family inheritance, use fortune telling to see poverty and wealth, diagnose diseases and disasters, distinguish between good and evil, and become the best fortune teller of this era. "Master, do you want to be friends?" A tall and handsome man stood in front of her, his eyes gentle. Dai Qing blinked, shook her head, and refused the temptation, "If we don't talk about it, men will only affect the speed at which I make money." "I have money, I'll give it all to you." "No, I want to be an independent woman in the new era." For a time, Master Dai's reputation became so great that people flocked to him and invited him. The street gangster turned into a business tycoon, "Thank you for your advice, master." The engineering tycoon came to the door with his newborn heir in his arms and thanked him, "Finally someone has spent the money I earned, haha..." A certain regiment leader in iron-blooded military uniform said with a sullen face, "As expected of a master, he indeed has two brushes." The team leader who has solved countless cases came to ask for advice, "I met a guy who is not afraid of boiling water. Please help me." … Dai Qing was very busy, watching the numbers on her bank card rising, wondering when she could lie down?