On a summer rainy night with lightning and thunder, a black Porsche car was driving on a country road. The driver was short and wearing a hat with a low brim. The passenger seat was a man wearing glasses and a suit. There was only one man in the back seat, a burly man with a 40-year-old face. His hand gently patted an envelope on his hand.

In a place where there is no village in front and no shop in the back, the car slows down. Leaving the kilometers, driving onto a narrow sandy road. At the end of the sandy road, there is a very old house.

The car drove to the front of the house and stopped. The co-pilot's glasses were taken out of the car with an umbrella and opened the door of the back seat. The big man got out of the car and walked towards the house. The driver turned around and got out of the car and entered the house.

The burly man pushed open the wooden door. There was a table in the main hall of the house. A young man sat on the other side. There was an old man about sixty years old beside him. The young man closed his eyes and rested. The old man stepped forward to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Wang."

"Hmph!" Mr. Wang was the big man. He pulled a chair and sat down with a big golden knife, slapped the envelope in his hand on the table, then pulled out the dagger and inserted it on the wooden table and said, "I like to go straight to things. I will put my words first. If you do things, I want each of you to have a hand. If you have real materials, the things in this envelope will belong to you."

The boy opened his eyes and exposed a pair of bloody eyes. A flash of lightning flashed by. Mr. Wang was so bold that he couldn't help but lean back.

The driver looked at the decorations of the house from left to right, which was very simple. This was the ancestral house of the nearby village chief, and there was no one living there. He never allowed others to live in. Half a month ago, these two people lived in.

The boy closed his eyes: "What do you want to know?"

"Haha." Mr. Wang looked around and laughed: "Don't you calculate it? You did not calculate it. There was a wild man outside the village chief's daughter-in-law, why didn't I do what I was doing?"

The boy was unmoved and said lightly: "What if I calculate the eight lives? Besides, I am not a fortune teller in the world, I can just see your future."

"Oh?" Mr. Wang asked with a smile: "Where is my future?"

"Prison." The young man opened his eyes and looked at Mr. Wang, then closed his eyes.

Mr. Wang slapped the table and shouted: "What are you talking nonsense?"

"If you can't escape, go and surrender." The young man said, "But after you are released from prison, you will have no worries about food and clothing, and you will be rich and prosperous."

Mr. Wang looked at the boy for a while and waved his hand. The driver and secretary came to him. Mr. Wang said, "Then please help me see if these two people are going to prison too?"

The boy opened his eyes and looked at the secretary for a long time, saying, "He won't go to prison, but he will die in the water in five years."

The secretary wanted to scold people, but General Wang stopped him and asked, "What about my driver?"

The boy looked at the driver for a moment and closed his eyes: "I saw him and a man walking into the church. She is a woman, and the wedding was held in a church by the sea."

The driver asked femalely: "What church?"

The boy still closed his eyes and said, "I don't know, I don't know English, but you can see that the church is very old and there seems to be tulips planted next to it. There is a garden behind the church?"

"Go away." The driver yelled in a low voice.

Mr. Wang stood up obediently and stood behind the driver. The driver asked, "What about next?"

"I can only see the happiest and most painful moments of people, and cannot foresee the entire future." Young Young Rou's eyes opened, and her originally blood-red pupils returned to normal.

These were enough, and the three of them left, leaving not only an envelope, but also another envelope full of money.

The old man watched the car disappear in the rainy night at the door. He turned around and saw the boy counting money by dipping saliva, and shouted, "Put down the money."

The boy ignored it and counted the money and said, "Uncle, I think this is what it should be. If you do it, you have to do a big ticket. One and a half months earn 100,000 yuan, which is enough for our four years of expenses. Beating a rich man is an obligation for every student."

"I said let it go."

The boy had no choice but to put the money on the table. Yes, he was not a bloody eye, nor did he foresee the future. It was just a scam. The details were not detailed, and it was mainly fishing, waiting for the fish to bite the hook and pull the rod. If the rich were not rich, the IQ would definitely be high. Moreover, those with high IQ might not be fooled. The key is to grasp the details. They spent a month understanding the goals and the people around them.

The boy leaned on the chair and said, "Uncle, since you dare to be big, why do you want me to make a living during the holidays, winter, summer vacations, and weekends?"

The boy remembered the last scam, and bought red mushrooms in the A market, and then took them to the B market to sell them. Each person sold 600 yuan per catty, while each person sold 1,000 yuan. Using the comparison of price and quality hints, he made a point difference in the middle. After a day, he was so tired that he earned a thousand yuan.

"I've never told you about me, right?"

The boy nodded.

The old man sat down: "Today I can tell you that my real name is Yan San. Don't look like I'm so down and out now. I was also a tall, rich and handsome man more than 20 years ago. In today's words, I am a fraudster. I wear a suit and take away the money of those who are eager to get rich. People in the industry call me leeches, and I don't let go if I don't suck blood."

"I really can't tell this." The boy rarely admits that he was also confused. The boy was curious: "Then why did he live in an invisible village for so many years?"

"for you."

"For me?"

"Twenty years ago, I made a vote. It swept all the funds of a company and the boss's wealth. But this time, an accident happened." The old man paused for a long time and said slowly: "Seven days later, he died. He jumped off the building and committed suicide, leaving behind a newly married wife and a posthumous son. From then on, my nightmare began. On the first seventh day of the boss, my first son died of sudden illness and failed to rescue. The next year, on his death day, my full moon daughter also died."

The young man said, "I heard that you and my aunt are cousins."

"What do you want to say?" asked the old man.

"No, you keep going."

"Your aunt collapsed, crazy. She cursed me for being ill-ethical and killed her child. The madness became more and more serious. Finally one day your aunt walked to the river to prepare for suicide. At this time, you floated down from the upper reaches."

"Uncle, can you avoid using the word "Piao"? Every time you talk about my origin, you use "Piao". I have no sense of existence."

"You know this. Your aunt thinks you are a gift from God, so you live. After living for only one month, you start to have a fever. Your aunt doesn't allow me to use unclean money anymore. A miracle happened, and you actually survived. At this time, I began to believe in karma. So I started to sell my labor to earn money to support my family. Until you were six years old, you never got sick. Your aunt didn't want you to have a deep relationship with me, and was afraid of defeating you, so you had the same surname as her. But you got sick again. On that rainy night like tonight, your aunt relapsed and ran out of the house and never came back."

The boy said: "According to research by foreign scientists, thunderstorm nights are more likely to cause...you say, you say."

"I was not a physical work material. After your aunt left, I could not handle the heavy physical labor at all. So I could only start cheating again. Maybe it was God's mercy that I cheated some money to support my family and support you. But I also raised you into a little liar."

"In the second grade of elementary school, you dare to deceive the teacher and say that I am dying, so I hope the teacher can change the transcript to 100 points to make me die. In the first grade of junior high school, you forged a case and said that you had leukemia. The whole school donated money to you and forced me to transfer you. In the second grade of junior high school, you are amazing. You started to enter the classroom, sneak test papers, cheat gambling, sell fake cigarettes, and anonymously threaten the vice principal on the grounds of improper relationships."

The boy said, "But I turned to justice in high school, and I passed the math and physics."

"Because you met a good teacher." The old man said: "In addition, you passed the math and physics qualifications purely cheating, don't think I don't know. No matter what, with the help of Teacher Huang, you graduated from high school."

"Then we did the big votes." The boy sighed: "The achievements of Teacher Huang's years of careful cultivation will be destroyed by you."

The old man didn't say anything, put four stacks of banknotes in front of the boy and six stacks of banknotes in front of himself. The old man picked up three stacks of banknotes: "This is to buy your money to go to university. What you are in front of you is your four-year college tuition and living expenses. The other 30,000 is my travel expenses. When you grow up, I can finally go to find your aunt."

The boy shook his head: "I don't plan to go to college."

"I have plans." The old man said: "I regret it for four years after going to college, and I regret it for the rest of my life if I don't."

Why do these words sound so familiar? Where did the old guy plagiarize it?

The old man said: "Entertainment, even if you are an adult, you will have to walk your own way. Whether you will go to jail or corpse on the streets is all your choice. After I washed my hands, I handed all the money to a friend of life and death. This friend is now in the United States, and he opened an investment fund for my money, which is now an astronomical amount."

"Uncle, the last time you used astronomical numbers to describe the number of mosquitoes. In fact, it would not exceed twenty."

The old man took out his cell phone, called the international long distance, hung up the phone for a while, and came in with a text message. The young man stretched out his head and looked at his cell phone and was shocked: "So many, many, many, many, many, many zeros."

"This money is yours."

The boy was moved and asked: "Is the unit US dollars?"

"Even RMB is enough for you to spend your whole life." The old man said: "But there are two conditions for you to get this money. The first condition is that you have no criminal record before the age of 30."

“The second condition.”

The old man clicked his cell phone and showed a photo to the boy: "Her name is Du Qingqing, who is the posthumous daughter of the suicide businessman. Her mother passed away three months ago. If you want that money, you have to help me pay off her debt."

"Why do you still?"

The old man was stunned, but he didn't think about this question carefully. He asked tentatively: "Three wishes?"

"I'm not an Aladdin oil lamp. What if Du Qingqing's first wish to marry Jay Chou?"

"You...you should take this yourself, but be worthy of your conscience. Don't give her twenty dollars to fool her."

The boy smiled: "Uncle, you are out of date. Now you don't have a hundred yuan to take action. Okay, uncle, don't worry, you have the kindness of saving my life and raising me. Since this is your heart disease, even if there are not so many zeros, I will definitely pay off the debt for you. Where can she live?"

"I have sent it to your email address. Don't think that you are the only one who can use the computer." The old man looked at the boy for a while and said, "I can't control you anymore, fly."

"No matter how far I fly, I am still your relative."
Chapter completed!