blogombal Chapter 509
Chapter 509
Meanwhile.
In a big villa abroad.
A young girl was browsing social media and saw the title of a video.
"Mysterious Oriental Fortune Teller"
The girl laughed secretly.
Fortune teller?
It's the 21st century, and it's funny that there are still people who believe in feudal superstitions like fortune telling.
She wanted to see how this fortune teller fooled people?
She clicked into the video.
A fortune teller wearing a gray robe and sunglasses appeared in the video and was telling a girl about her marriage.
The girl smiled.
Such a low-level scam could actually be spread abroad? ?
She actually continued to watch it, trying to find obvious flaws and then mock it below.
Half a minute, one minute, two minutes passed...
The two girls left crying.
A handsome male college student sat down.
Damn it! !
The fortune teller actually calculated that the boy was abducted by human traffickers when he was a child.
This boy actually wants to find his biological parents.
The fortune teller actually said that the boy's parents are abroad.
Wait~
Why is this boy a little serious? !
The girl quickly paused the video! !
She opened the quilt and rushed out of the bedroom with the tablet.
"Dong Dong Dong~"
Ran from one end of the house to the other.
She ran for a full 10 minutes.
In front of a huge wooden door, she knocked on the door loudly.
A minute later,
A middle-aged man with gray hair came to open the door.
At this time, there is a time difference of more than ten hours between here and abroad, and it is already early morning.
The man squinted his eyes and looked at his daughter outside the door and roared in a low voice.
"What are you doing!"
"Look at what time it is now? Don't you know that your mother is neurasthenic? She won't be able to fall asleep after waking up."
The girl didn't explain, but raised the tablet in her hand and handed it to the man, pointing at the boy wearing glasses inside.
"Dad, look, does this boy look familiar?"
The man rubbed his eyes and said something in confusion.
"Psycho?!"
"You woke me up in the middle of the night just to recognize someone?"
Although the man said he disliked it, he still took out his reading glasses from his pajamas pocket and put them on to take a closer look.
He was stunned when he saw it.
This~
This~
Like!
So much like!
Girl: "Dad, doesn't this boy look too much like you when you were young?"
"Do you think he is your brother who was abducted by human traffickers?"
"This boy was also abducted by human traffickers when he was a child."
The man's eyes suddenly turned red.
Decades ago, he and his wife opened a store to do business, and in the blink of an eye, his son disappeared.
From then on, the couple closed the store and looked for their child everywhere.
The wife also suffered from severe depression and almost committed suicide.
After his wife was rescued, he followed his friend's advice to change his environment and go abroad.
After arriving abroad, he turned his longing for his son into motivation for work.
His wife's mental condition improved only after she gave birth to a daughter.
For nearly 20 years, he has never given up looking for his son.
After he became rich, he not only sent people to look for him in China, but also returned to China from time to time.
Unexpectedly, his son was also looking for them!!
"Quick, daughter, check this video quickly and contact us as soon as possible!"
"I will also send people in China to look for him."
"After so many years of searching, I finally have some clues, woo woo..."
"Woo woo..."
A nearly 50-year-old middle-aged man, who is very powerful in the business world, actually cried at this time.
On the other side.
Backstage of the program group.
The staff watched Xiao Yang tell fortunes for others and were eager to make a move.
"Hey, when can I ask Xiao Yang to tell my fortune?"
"I want to know if my son is destined to study. If not, I will give up."
"I want to know when I can meet my love and get married..."
"I want to know if I can get rich in the future? I really don't want to work. It's too tiring..."
"..."
Director Wang was also laughing on the side, thinking about asking Xiao Yang to tell him a fortune when he had time.
He didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.
At this time,
His cell phone rang.
The director called.
He quickly picked up the phone, his momentum immediately lowered, and he bowed his head.
"Director~"
Before he finished speaking,
he was immediately scolded by the other side.
"What's wrong with your program team?!"
"Why are so many viewers calling the TV station to complain, saying that you promote feudal superstition?!"
"Do you still want this program?!!"
"Don't do anything for the effect of the program?!
Although I want ratings, you have to remember that this is a parent-child festival"Don't leave it offline!"
"If you keep doing this, I'll shut down your entire program!"
Director Wang said timidly.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Director, this is a misunderstanding, this is an accident, it's not the idea of the program team."
"We didn't expect Xiao Yang to be so calculating!"
"It's really not an effect we did on purpose..."
Director:
"Hurry up and ask Xiao Yang to stop!"
"I have a call from abroad, let's talk about this later!" "
Director Wang was about to call Xiao Yang.
The fortune teller also came back and paid the banknotes to Xiao Yang.
Unexpectedly, a large number of tourists who wanted to have their fortunes told were about to arrive.
Xiao Yang changed his robe and walked aside.
He gave all the 130 banknotes he received to Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao counted the banknotes in her hand. There were 142 banknotes in total.
Although it was still far from 500 banknotes, it was a big step forward.
She put the banknotes into her clothes with satisfaction, and then asked Xiao Yang.
"Dad, can you really tell fortunes?"
"Can you tell my fortune too? "
As he said this, the little guy stretched out his little hand and pointed his palm towards Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang also bent down to cooperate and looked carefully at Xiao Xiao's palm.
The line of her biological parents on the palm was unclear.
This action of Xiao Yang made many parents in the live broadcast room scold.
——"This Xiao Yang is actually a post-00s. He is so young, but he is so feudal and superstitious. He even reads his own children's palms and lets his children learn these backward ideas! ! It's too much! ! "
——"Report! Report! The influence is too bad! ! Young people and students will believe in fate instead of studying and working hard after seeing this? ? All lying down, how can this be possible? ! ! "
——"It's really selling cloth without scissors-nonsense!"
"..."
"How is it? Dad!"
"Did you see it? ! "
Xiaoxiao urged.
Xiao Yang raised his body and smiled.
"I see~"
"The palm shows that you should treat your father well, such as letting your father eat delicious snacks first, letting your father play with fun things first, and honoring your father with good things. Don't tell your father about your father to grandma. "
"If you can't do it, you will get uglier and uglier in the future, even uglier than Zhu Bajie. "
"..."