I Work as a Fortune Teller in the 1990s

Reborn, Dai Qing remembered the miserable life she'd led in her previous life and could only think how utterly foolish she'd been. But that didn't stop her from making everyone pay for every humiliation she'd suffered.

Sitting in the little courtyard her grandfather had left her, Dai Qing planned her life anew: no falling head over heels, and stay away from scumbags.

She would inherit the family business and carry on its legacy as a master of physiognomy. She would use face reading to discern poverty and wealth, foretell illness and disaster, and distinguish the good from the wicked, becoming the greatest physiognomist of her age.

"Master, would you like to go out with me?" A tall, handsome man stepped in front of her, his gaze gentle.

Dai Qing blinked and shook her head, resisting temptation. "No dates. Men will only slow down my money-making."

"I've got money. It's all yours."

"No thanks. I'm going to be an independent woman of the new era."

Before long, Master Dai's fame spread far and wide, and people clamored for a chance to meet her.

A street thug transformed into a business mogul. "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

A construction tycoon came to thank her, holding his newborn heir. "At last, I've got someone to spend all the money I earn! Ha ha..."

A battle-hardened regiment commander kept a straight face. "As expected of a master. You really know your stuff."

A police captain who had solved countless cases came seeking advice. "I've run into a stubborn bastard who won't listen to reason. Master, please help me out."

Dai Qing was busier than ever. Watching the balance in her bank account soar, she wondered when she could finally lie flat.