A Simple Divination, Confession And Punishment

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The man's name is Chen Haoming. He came to Temple Street four months ago and opened a gym on the third floor of Zhang Ji Restaurant.

　　Who would have expected.

　　After finally opening the gym, we only received two customers on the first day of opening. Compared with the previous company which had hundreds of customers a day, this was simply not enough.

　　Chen Haoming was worried.

　　The rent in Hong Kong is not cheap, and a gym requires not only a large space but also expensive fitness equipment. To this end, Chen Haoming used up his savings and invested three million.

　　The monthly turnover is less than 5,000 yuan. Instead of having a full house, I am sitting on the bench every day.

　　The original lofty ambition was like a charcoal fire extinguished by cold water.

　　Chen Haoming was losing money every month, and he was getting more and more anxious as he was about to lose more than he earned. He even asked a financial guru in the industry to help analyze the situation and see if he could turn things around.

　　When financial masters see the gym, they all shake their heads.

　　When Chen Haoming was at his wit's end, he suddenly saw the booming business at the dessert stall and the crowds of neighbors who gathered around to watch every day.

　　He had an idea.

　　When he learned that the fortune-telling fee was 200 yuan per divination, he was overjoyed.

　　"Cheap! Too cheap!"

　　"Compared to hundreds of thousands of dollars for a few seconds of advertising, two hundred dollars is so cheap."

Without saying a word, Chen Haoming set an alarm for six in the morning and went downstairs with sleepy eyes.

　　I thought he would be able to grab the best fortune-telling position.

　　I found that the dessert stall, which was originally empty, had already been occupied by grandparents practicing Tai Chi.

　　Four or five grandparents were practicing boxing while chatting about family matters.

　　"Hey, Mr. Shu, you're here to tell fortunes too?"

　　"Yes, I want to calculate how many points my grandson got in the exam? The results will be announced in the afternoon, and I couldn't sleep well last night and I'm very upset. What do you want to calculate?"

　　"I want to calculate whether I will have a girl next time."

　　Baby girl?

　　Chen Haoming looked at the old lady doing Tai Chi with her skinny legs bent, and was so confused that his eyes almost fell to the ground while listening. He couldn't help but ask.

　　"Grandma, you are already 60 years old. Isn't it too risky to have a child in your old age?"

　　"Hey, you young guys just don't understand my desire to have a granddaughter." The old lady grabbed Chen Haoming and complained, "Why do young people want to have a high-quality life? They insist on getting married and having children later. My son is in his thirties and he still doesn't want to find a partner to settle down. So I have to do it myself."

　　"Then... grandma has worked so hard." Chen Haoming wiped the sweat from his forehead.

　　After asking his parents-in-law about some simple household matters, Chen Haoming decisively took out his money, paying two hundred yuan each, and respectfully sent the parents-in-law away, and only then did he get the second seat.