"Well now, young man, your fortune looks quite promising. You've got the natural makings of a fortune-teller—study under me for three years and I guarantee you'll never worry about food or drink, living a life of wealth and luxury..." The old fortune-teller pocketed a few hundred-yuan bills and said with a smug grin.
Ugh...
Chen Zhezhe was speechless. Did he really look like a con artist just like this old guy?
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