When the poor meet the gods of fortune
When a poor man meets a fortune god
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
The day before I got married, I had mind reading.
I heard my handsome, golden fiancé say:
“Tomorrow you must bear with it and not let her find me to be the god of fortune. I’m sorry.
One.
I’m a poor man.
Deposits are zero, two sleeves clear.
I’m still a loser.
Walk flat and drink cold water will choke.
From childhood to age, with more than 500 dollars in your pocket, something bad will happen. And whosoever I am close to, he shall surely break his wealth.
In view of this strange body, I have long been prepared to die alone, not to make friends, not to fall in love and not to harm others.
Even when I get a job after college, I sign a one-year contract, I leave, I never renew it, and I’m afraid I’ll bring something to the company.
When I met the money, I just quit.
The company that’s already offered me money, and I don’t want to pay compensation, and I’m on a hard journey to find work.
It was an afternoon. I just got a letter from a company.
I sat in a café, and I looked down at my collection, and I felt a little ashamed of my excellent school.
He came over to the empty spot opposite me and reached out very naturally: “You’re looking for a job. Mind if I take a look at your résumé? I’m sorry.
It’s the first time I’ve ever met a guy.
I’m flattered to look up and be a good-looking 185!
And in that moment, only one thought appeared in my mind: is it so high that I am killing pigs?
Two.
I’ve been fooled too many times, my neuroreflection is more sensitive than the anti-fraud center, App.
I squeezed the résumé and handed it over.
Thirty-five cents in my pocket is no longer enough to support my life next week, even if I’m a liar.
“What is the expected pay? I’m sorry.
I hesitated and said, “Five thousand? I’m sorry.
His eyes slammed, and his eyes smote into my face: “This is a low wage, given the level of your school and your work. I’m sorry.
I coughed a little. It’s low, it’s low, it’s low. It’s a water truck, but at least it’s the staff.
After all, it wasn’t easy to get me.
But I can’t put it straight, and I have to say, “I really made the collection, and I’m paid for it, and if the company can really provide me with a good platform for development, I’m willing to do more in the first year. I’m sorry.
There is no second year anyway.
My answer may be too unreal, and he’s so glum that he turns his résumé to me.
Well, it doesn’t look like a liar. The bonus’s gone.
I’ve just lost some time, and I’ve heard him say, “Come to the company tomorrow, and if you do well, you’ll get $10,000 in official pay. I’m sorry.
I was surprised to look up.
He took a business card from his wallet, put it on my resume, and then stood up.
“Be sure of yourself, primary schoolgirl. I’m sorry.
I consciously took a look at the card and then looked to the back of his departure.
“The name is so much money. It doesn’t look like a pig-killer. Is it illegal? I’m sorry.
Thinking of $35.7 in the pocket, I’m silent.
It would have been a bit sad if illegal fund-raising had cost me my money.
Of course, he probably thinks I have more than $3,000 left, and I can sit here and drink coffee.
I pulled out my cell phone and looked at the time. Oh, I’ve got 10 minutes to change. I’ve got to get to the back.
Thanks to part-time daily pay at the coffee shop for three hours and $80, I can still feel the value of living.
I put the money in my resume and decided to go tomorrow.
If it’s real, it’s all good.
If not…
Oh, that’s a lot of money, isn’t it?
3
It was not surprising that Chando was not a liar and that he was really my university senior, five seniors, who were said to have been the province of Gao Cai in the same year, and was a figure in school.
The company is a little small, plus I’m only six people and I’m still in the start-up phase.
He’s a little superstitious.
The company had just begun to start up and had a small rental office, but it had a special case of a yellow pear on the other side of his desk, with a statue of the gods of fortune, with a couple of guacamole in front of it, and a fragrance candle.
He was about a foot tall, wearing a golden garb over his head, five long beards, a golden robe, and a golden beauties.
and almost blinded my eyes,
Don’t tell me that this is really useful. In three months, we get a big investment, then the product goes online, the market is rapidly occupied, and investors start looking for it.
But in a year, we moved to a bigger office.
With more than one full floor of the writing building, the staff has gradually expanded from six to nearly 100.
That’s when my contract expired.
A year went by so fast that I couldn’t find a company for the first time.
In the evening, the office was dark, and I was sitting alone in front of the computer at the workspace, crying at empty documents.
It’s still a bit of greed.
Want to try it?
Now it’s as if I haven’t affected the money, and the more the company gets, the more the money goes.
It doesn’t matter if I stay to work.
But what if…
I think that if there’s a problem with the company’s funds or products, everyone looks sad, bites their teeth and taps the letter of separation slowly on the file.
At that point, there was a sound of gnawing:
“What are you writing?
I was so scared I almost got out of my seat.
I turned back and my lips were shaking, “You, you’re a ghost?” I’m sorry.
4
The money was too quiet to hold my wrist and pull me out of my seat.
“You come with me. I’m sorry.
He pulled me, walked into his office, turned on the light and sat me on the couch with his chin.
I’ve never seen him so uncool: “There’s so much money, listen to me.” I’m sorry.
The money goes out of the drawer with a file bag, hand it to me, and the bag says my name.
“Look first. I thought I’d give it to you in two days. I’m sorry.
He sat down, rubbed his finger on the temple and he was tired of the look on his face.
I opened the bag, took out a thick file, one by one.
The new labour contract, the equity agreement, the year’s bonus and the details of the bonus are not small.
I have a tight throat, I put down the data, and some of me can’t look at his eyes: “There’s so much money, believe it or not, I don’t want to leave because of money. I’m sorry.
“Tom Ping. “What do you want to talk about how the company’s going to develop and what we want to surprise the world?” I don’t believe you want to leave like this. I’m sorry.
Tears wake up.
If I don’t, how can I?
And my eyes were covered in tears, and my light gleaned at the scene of the crime, and upon it was the blinding god of fortune.
And he choked, and asked: “Where is the light of your wealth, God of Wealth?” Me, too. I’m sorry.
“Do you want this god of fortune?” I’m sorry.
I was busy nodding my head.
With me as a poor man in the company, there’s more than enough money to make, and this is probably a kind of a way to make money.
I bowed to him with my hands tied to my chest, with a sincere bow: “Please, if you will help me with the same god of wealth, then I can consider staying in the company.” I’m sorry.
His eyebrow sprung, “The position is wrong.” I’m sorry.
“What? “I looked at him in doubt and didn’t understand.
“Forget it, nothing. The money goes to the tip of the nose, the chin goes up, “I know, it’s not just a statue of money, it’s nothing, it’s your birthday in a few days, and it’s your little wish. I’m sorry.
Yeah, that’s a big deal.
My eyes were stuck on that statue for a while, and the more I saw it, the more I saw it, the more I saw it.
The five officials are a little serious.
Well, why didn’t you think of that earlier?
Let’s hope it’s a miracle. Maybe I don’t have to leave.
What a luxury.
Looking back, I saw a little red on the rich cheek.
Now he is in the autumn, and he is wearing only a thin shirt. No wonder he has a cold. It’s because I didn’t notice, and I pulled him for so long.
I took the blanket on the couch and put it on his shoulder with regret, and I was concerned, “There’s so much money, you don’t look so good, don’t work late tonight, go home and take your medicine, call me if you have a fever. I’m sorry.
The money is covered in thick blankets, and the sound of silence is: “Thank you, Ping. I’m sorry.
5
The next three days, the money’s looking at me like I owe him five million.
I can’t help but wonder if this fortune god is too expensive.
Think about that size weight, well, it’s already 450 grams of gold, it’s kind of expensive to convert it, and it doesn’t cost millions to get a master to light up.
Then, if the God of Monopoly is useless, give it back to him when he leaves, and if it works, let him take it from his shares.
It’s birthday tomorrow.
I look forward to the decision to pay more for a meal to feed his wounded heart.
There’s supposed to be more than 300 bucks in my pocket, and I’m thinking about eating something.
Pull out your pants, clean, and there’s only one big hole.
Good. Now, I’m all over you, and I’m all that’s left of the $100 reserve between the phone case and the phone.
That’s a hundred bucks, but I’m saving my life.
An hour at lunch break, I’ve been thinking about the question: Can a hundred bucks look like a big dinner?
He wants to do it himself.
A hundred bucks is enough for meat and shrimp.
I calculated in my mind the probability of food poisoning and fire in the kitchen, biting my teeth, and sent an extra tweet to the money.
“Boss, are you free tomorrow afternoon? I wanted to buy you dinner. I’m sorry.
The money comes back in seconds: “Ask me the address.” I’m sorry.
I hesitated to send my home address.
More money and a little question mark face.
“Tomorrow I’d like to cook for myself and thank you for your care this year. “And thank you for the gift of the God of Wealth.”
On top of the chat page, several “in the middle” appear.
After a long time, I finally got word from him: “Okay, I’ll bring a gift to the appointment. I’m sorry.
I’ve been laughing and I’ve had enough money.
“This is not yours.” I’m sorry.
It’s a bit of a picture. I’ll start with the original.
Well, isn’t that my roll of money? How did it get to the Richmond table?
Frightened hands, excited hearts.
He’s such a wonderful guy. It’s the first time I’ve lost money and found it!
And I was like, “It’s mine, thank you. I’m sorry.
But…
“How do you know this is my money? I’m sorry.
A moment later, the money comes with a 30-second voice: “Tom Ping, I sometimes wonder if you’re from the 21st century, see who’s going to bring a roll of cash around you. I left the money at He’s. Go get it yourself. I’m sorry.
I’m embarrassed to send a face bag to the boss.
I’m innocent, I’m 25 years old.
If it wasn’t for the money in the phone software, I’d lose the phone.
Six.
And then the next day, when I got back the lost money, I became a lot more “rich.”
I took a day off for a successful dinner.
It was a day that was much richer than work, and after chasing thieves, pulling cell phones out of the sewers, tripping by dog ropes, and losing the heel of my left foot, I managed to buy everything.
And by the way, a fragrance of guacamole, and two radiant fragrances of gold.
According to the owner of the candle shop in front of Dow Dow, this color is the favorite of the fortune god.
I believe, after all, 20 bucks apiece.
The gods of fortune are the most expensive.
I came home with a big bag of birthday cake, and I prayed that tonight was going well.
Washed and cut, fish salted, pickled, hooves boiled, crab washed and washed, just waiting for the gods of fortune.
At 5:30, the bell rings.
I walked in my apron and opened the door with a smile: “There’s so much money, you’re on time, come in. I’m sorry.
He was dressed in a dark blue leisure suit with a one-wordly folded Yakin-coloured shawl on his chest, and he was so handsome that he thought he was going to a high-end commercial party.
He’s got a nice color and a nice little smile on his lips and hand me the box.
“Happy birthday, sister, this is a gift for you. I’m sorry.
And I put my hands on it, and my baby took it, and I opened it up in my heart: “Thank God for the money, I’ll give it up later.” I’m sorry.
“What about the case?” I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
“The fragrance case. “How many cases are you going to give to the God of Money?” I’m sorry.
I was embarrassed to point out the cabinet under the TV: “Just use the TV cabinet, and I can’t afford to go up and buy it these days. I’m sorry.
There’s no money.
“It’s too loud.” I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
He scoffed his lips: “I mean, it was too loud when the TV was turned on, and the sound would affect the Lord of Finance, so what if he was wrong?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t think that much money was so careful.
It seems that the boss is the boss, and I have a lot to learn.
So I explained with my heart, saying, “You are mistaken, the television is broken, and it is set there.” Tomorrow I’ll call an old electrician and sell it for 50 bucks. I’m sorry.
It’s the most open spot in the living room.
7
Much of the money is a rich generation born of golden spoons, and I have never seen a few poor people like me.
“It’s not impossible to be able to say a few words because of the silence.” I’m sorry.
I laid down my heart, opened a chair by the table for Chandodora, and brought him a cup of tea: “Sit down and wait, the meal will be ready, I’ll have a big meal tonight.” I’m sorry.
When I looked at the money and sat still, I walked into the kitchen with a sense of ambition.
After a minute…
“Aah!”
There was a scream in the kitchen.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
I was crying with my wounded hand: “The crab broke out of the rope and tried to escape, and I ran into it.” I’m sorry.
As soon as I got into the kitchen, I saw a big crab crawling out of the tub with a plier. I had a bad eye and I slapped him back.
Crabs were young and strong and gave me an unequivocal plier.
Thanks to my experience, I put crabs in the water basin with my hand. The crabs quickly unplugged the plier.
I don’t know.
Well, I shouldn’t have bought crabs today.
They say, “September umbilical umbilical, October sharp” and October is the most beautiful time for crabs.
When I hear 80 bucks and four crabs, I should have put up with saliva and resisted temptation.
I’ve never been caught before, and I don’t remember.
The money was so close, I grabbed my red and swollen fingers and looked at the eye wound with the kitchen light: “A little bleeding, do you have a medical bag?” Go get some iodine to disinfect and put a Band-Aid on. I’m sorry.
“All right, a little hurt. I didn’t care much, “It just hurt a little, but it’s all right now. Just sit down, the food will be ready soon. I’m sorry.
The more money you have, the more you take me seriously: “Don’t do it again, get rid of it, don’t touch the water, leave the rest, I’ll do it.” I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I’m a little skeptical about my ears: “There’s so much money, you can cook!” I’m sorry.
The money’s not answering.
He took off his expensive suit jacket and put his hand on my arm, and the fragrance of wood came up.
“Are there any more aprons?”
I shook my head and took off my apron: “Take this.” I’m sorry.
More than enough money hesitated for a moment, reaching over, roped around the neck, and several long fingers fastened a beautiful bow.
It’s not that ugly when you buy a cheap apron.
The yellow apron has a giant dodo-a-dream pattern on its face, which has diluted the slabs of the shirts and made it look more like a small, 20-point-old flesh, perhaps a small, hot kitchen, and his cheeks and ears pierced with a little red.
“Okay, you get out of here. The money took me out of the kitchen and closed the door.
Yes, I’ve never known that money was so attractive to get a kitchen in the hall.
I took his clothes and looked at his wounded hands, and I pulled my throat through the kitchen door: “Do as much money as you can, do as you like, and don’t burn the kitchen.” I’m sorry.
There’s no money for the landlord.
And much of the money is in it, and it is as though it was as if it were saying: Thou despised me too. I’m sorry.
I’ll put his suit on the table and put it on.
It’s good that I’ve had the iodized wine and the plaque, which are my double-thirty stock, and I’ve been paraplegic on the couch, and I’ve finished with my wounds.
There seemed to be nothing in the kitchen but a smoke machine.
I lay down and started to open my birthday present.
It’s got a lot of weight on it, it’s nice, it’s nice, it’s nice, it’s nice, it’s got a black bottom, it’s got a fine gold line on it.
I was careful to open the box and put the statue on the cupboard.
It’s smaller than the one with more money, and it’s luminous, but it doesn’t feel glamorous, and the whole house is glowing.
Why do you look like you’re rich?
8
When I think about it, it scares me to throw it out of my head.
“The Lord of Finance is the best-looking man in the world. * I whispered *
The voice just fell, a obstinate look on me.
Turn your head, it’s mostly in front of the kitchen door.
He looked at me with an incalculable eye, shaking his head and turning his head into the kitchen: “Well, I’ll bring it out, you help find the utensils. I’m sorry.
It’s like being at home.
“Okay! And I replied with joy, “I’m so lucky to have a hard day, I’ll come back some other day, and I’ll certainly buy you a big meal.” I’m sorry.
Of course, it depends on when the fortune god will be able to show off.
There’s a good meal at the table, and there’s meat in the air.
We sat face-to-face at a small table, and the money went so much as to drive, I couldn’t drink, I put on tea, I touched him with a cup, and for the first time I felt like I had a real birthday.
It feels so good, like in a dream.
We eat, we chat, we talk, we talk, we talk, we talk, we talk.
After dinner, we’ll have our last birthday: cake.
I’m relieved that today seems to be a safe day.
The cake is carefully chosen, four inches enough for two.
I was careful to keep the number of candles steady, more money on fire and warm candles in the air.
“All right, perfect!” I’m happy to say, “Don’t worry about the lights. I’m sorry.
The voice just fell, the money was too much to get up, the lightbulb stinged.
The light on your head, it’s gone.
It’s dark, it’s more money, it’s a dark candle, it looks up at the old-fashioned light bulb and asks:
“Is this a voice-controlled lamp? I’m sorry.
“…”
How can a $6.9 light bulb have sound control?
I knew it. It wasn’t that smooth today!
I don’t know how much money there is.
He came to the feast in a decent dress, and now he’s not only smelling of smoke, but he’s also helping me with the light bulb on the stool!
9
And what I didn’t know was behind it.
The lights were fixed, but I was in the hospital.
And when he came down from the stool, he slipped down his foot, and We carried him down consciously, and fell upon the ground with him.
The broken glass bulb inserted into the arm and red blood came out.
The money was too much to see the blood.
He took his tie off and put it on the arm above my wound, then held me up and ran down to the stairs, drove me to the car, pressed me to the nearest hospital.
At 10:00 p.m., I was lying in the hospital’s emergency room bed with a thick bandage on my right arm.
More money to pay for the medicine, busy.
The old lady in the next bed was packing up to leave, and she saw more money going out, and she said, “You’re a nice girl, you’re a nice guy. I’m sorry.
I’m a little off course: “That’s my friend. I’m sorry.
Friends? “The old lady squealed and said, “I see that the young man likes you very much. I’m sorry.
I couldn’t help but say, “Don’t talk nonsense, he’s my boss. I’m sorry.
“Oh, boss, good boss, rich…”
When the money came in with a glass of water, the old lady was finally ready to leave with something, and the eyes were always on his way to us.
There’s only two more people left in the room.
He handed me the glass, opened the medicine box on the table and took out two.
“Does your arm still hurt?” I’ll take you to a private hospital first thing in the morning for a full-body check-up. I’m sorry.
The wounds were contained by anaesthesia, which changed from severe pain to a sting of a position.
“Not much. “It’s so much money, I’m sorry I didn’t make it in advance and you’re tired.” I don’t know if you’re hurt when I fell. If you’re not feeling well, make a film. I’m sorry.
The money showed me that I was depressed, and I said, “I’m fine. I should’ve given you a wish when the power went out, and then the candles on the cake burned out. I’m sorry.
And he looked me in the eyes, and he whispered to me, “And it was not in time to wish you a happy birthday.”
In the clean voice and the faint smell of disinfectant water, I stare at the face of more money, the cold heart of many years, like the spring wind, and the glacial cracks begin to melt.
I’m suddenly calm, so quiet I can hear my heart.
One, two… deafening.
So that’s the feeling of emotion, and I thought I’d never know it, and I didn’t expect to come so suddenly.
10
I’m sorry I shouldn’t have invited more money today.
It’ll be better if you don’t have the money for a big meal.
I want him out of my world. “Go back to rest, please. I’ll get the nurse to draw the needle. I’m sorry.
Rich enough to sit on a little chair by the bed with his legs on his feet, which were long enough to look at him and feel more and more frustrated.
He didn’t think, but instead kept smiling and wanted to make me happy.
“The doctor says you’re staying tonight, and I’m staying with you, and I can’t help but say it to protect me. I’m sorry.
I am somewhat embarrassed by the fact that for too long I have not been in touch with anyone, and this has not been felt for a long time. It doesn’t matter what happens to me, but I’m sorry to have caused so much trouble with money.
I tried to restrain myself and calm myself, saying, “Have you not noticed?” I’m a man of bad luck, I can’t save money, and I’m often in blood. More than that, I will cause trouble to the people around me, and if you want to be safe, you better stay away from me. I’m sorry.
I want to push him away and push him as far away as possible.
The money was too much, and with his IQ, the details were quickly tied together.
“You didn’t want to be near me, but you tried to avoid me.” I told you how you were so cold and hot to me. I’m sorry.
I’m a little confused, and I’m not sure how much money I’ve got.
In that case, shouldn’t he be on his way down the hill?
Am I not serious enough?
“I’m not kidding, as you can see today, if you stay with me, you might be the next to get hurt. I said:
How much money looks into my eyes, as if the eyes were bright, as if they were full of stars.
I heard him say, “Well, I’m nothing but luck and fortune.” I’m sorry.
“So, you want to be my girlfriend? I can take care of you any time after this. I’m sorry.
A big pie fell down in the sky and knocked me out.
I never thought how much money would like me.
“You’re sure you’re not kidding? Or sympathy? I’m sorry.
The money is so serious: “No, of course I find you really good, and so many people in the company see it, and you think I’m really a schoolgirl, and I don’t say it, and you never know.” I’m sorry.
I nod and shake my head.
I can’t even imagine that feelings are like luxury goods to me and that I can’t hope for.
“But how can you like me? * My heart’s beating so fast, it almost pops out of my chest *
“Why can’t I like you, you’re the best of the people I’ve ever met? I’m sorry.
“How can I not like you? I’ve fallen in love with you. I’m sorry.
I fell.
And I admit that as much money was looking at me, a thin net covered my heart, trying to flee.
I have no resistance and, in particular, I have just realized that I like him.
I heard I promised him.
It’s dramatic.
I, poor man, have a boyfriend named Chando.
On the day of my birthday, when I felt so bad I couldn’t get worse, God surprised me.
The head is still drowsy, and it is not known whether it was thrown out of the head by a relationship or whether it was drugged with its side effects.
I think I might wake up tomorrow morning and start to regret my recklessness.
But whatever.
I looked at the stars in the eyes of money.
At least now, I’m happy.
And as if I heard the sound of a chain falling from me, a cold shell that We had placed upon ourselves.
Now in front of him, I can finally stop pretending.
Eleven.
When you’re in love, it’s like:
I still have no money!
But since being with Moneyto, it’s possible to be close to Chu, or to the gods of fortune, I find my luck slowly beginning to be less bad.
Everything was lost, but it always came back magically, and eight of the 10 times it was more than money.
Sometimes things happen, they get a little hurt, and every time, money is more nervous than I am.
I can’t keep the extra money in my hands anyway, and I started to keep my day-to-day expenses in a Kari, and the rest of the money was given to those in need, as well as to fund a few orphans so that they could afford to go to school.
The money is very supportive of me, and it’s often with me for charity.
Let me be reassured that his good fortune does not seem to have been influenced by me, and that, as he said, financial fortune is indeed growing, and the company is not listed, without prejudice to its importance in the industry.
Two years later…
I’ve been asked to marry me.
He was so excited to hold me around, he didn’t look like he was always calm.
I laughed at him, he grunted, took the ring out and put it on my hand.
The size is right, but the ring is embedded not in diamonds, but in a strange, blue purple rock.
“This is a designer for jewelry designers. You can’t just take it off. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “What is this rock?” Never seen one. I’m sorry.
“A gem, which is expensive anyway, is said to be safe and you must keep it with you. I’m sorry.
Always?
I turned the ring and noded my head.
Money kisses my lips and holds me on the couch.
I suddenly remembered one thing: “I forgot to tell you this morning, I had a strange dream last night. I’m sorry.
“What dream, dream of me? I’m sorry.
I shook my head, “No, I dreamt of God of wealth.” I’m sorry.
“Do you remember dreaming about the God of Wealth?” I’m sorry.
I didn’t realize his speech sickness and noded and said, “It’s fun to say, I dreamt I was in that rental house, sitting on a table and eating your pig’s hoof, and he was chewing on his mouth, and suddenly, in his fancy robe, he came out and said, “What do you want to hear?”
“What do you say?”
And We said: “I want to achieve a small goal, and I want to earn him a billion.” “Too many, give you 30 gold beauties, work hard, and get financial freedom!” # I don’t know #
“It’s strange. I thought 30 gold beauties were too many, so I took it. “What wish do you have? “I told the god of fortune that he would tell the old moon that we could stay together. I’m sorry.
I’m in the middle of the money, and my head is on his shoulder, like a big cat, “You look like you’re old, and you’re proposing to me today. I can’t count on you. I’ve agreed to 30 gold medals. I’m sorry.
I’m suffocating.
And the money was all around my waist, and followed by a sigh: “Oh, yes, the God of Finance does not count.” I’m sorry.
12
The wedding is scheduled for October 17, the day we were together, it’s my birthday.
On the eve of the wedding, me and the head of the wedding studio finally confirmed the details of tomorrow.
I was curious about the name of a guest on a table when I went to the wine table.
I don’t have any friends, except a couple of senior members of the company and now a dozen principals, all of whom are partners in the money-to-do business, teachers, classmates, most of whom I’ve heard about, but these names are strange.
Zhao Mingnan, Van San, the name looks very strange.
They’re still sitting at the table.
I was given money in my study and I looked at it more: “Honey, is this your old friend?” I’m sorry.
He took a look at it: “Oh, they’re both government, and they have special jobs, so as to avoid all the troubles being written by aliases. I’m sorry.
I didn’t think much, but I was going to leave when I heard my handsome, golden fiancé say:
“Tomorrow you must bear with it and not let her find me to be the god of fortune. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
I looked back and suspected that my ears were in trouble.
The money looked at me with all the confusion.
“You just mentioned Monopoly.” I’m sorry.
“No, we were just discussing the wedding list.” I’m sorry.
But I heard his voice clearly, saying, “Why did she suddenly mention the god of wealth? Did she find something? I told you not to let Zhao’s men come! I’m sorry.
Interesting!
I laughed, I took my feet back, I sat on the little sofa.
“So much money, we’re getting married tomorrow. Do you have anything to say to me? I’m sorry.
The money is so much of a shaky face.
He tried to come closer and he was afraid to squeeze me, so he dragged him to a chair and sat opposite me.
“Honey, don’t get me wrong. They’re men, they’re men, they’re men, they’re men, they’re men, they’re men, I swear. I’m sorry.
I smiled and looked at him without talking or noding.
The money is too much to panic and the sweat of the forehead is wiped out.
I stood up my ears and heard him say, “How can I explain this to his wife, that I am the god of fortune, that Zhao Zhongnan is actually called Zhao Ming, that he is a god of fortune, that Fan San San is also known as Fan Zhen, that she thinks I am sick?” I’m sorry.
I’m quiet, but I’m shocked.
Is there still so much money?
13
My eyes are on the little treasure statue by the desk, which I brought to the house after my engagement with Chando.
All of a sudden, I’ve been missing the details in my mind.
“Don’t you look familiar with this statue of fortune? I’m sorry.
“You’re not a rich god, you’re a handsome man, you may have something in common.” I’m sorry.
“Does your wife finally find me a treasure god?” It’s not easy! It’s too hard to tell her that it’s going to happen again. I’m sorry.
“But… she’ll be admitted in heaven and earth, and I’ll be able to tell her so much how she knows today. I kept it from her for so long. Is she gonna run away? I’m sorry.
“If I run away, I’m going to have to get it back! I’m sorry.
Knowing how much money was not meant to be hidden, my heart was frenzied.
At least it’s true, it’s not funny and contemptible.
“It’s kind of cute, but it’s just weird how this rich god looks like you. I’m sorry.
I kissed him, “I’m 27 tomorrow, remember when you gave me my birthday, you didn’t know how nervous I was that day.” I’m sorry.
It was not expected that a vagrancy heart would drift for a lifetime, and as a result a person, instead of being deterred by her misfortune, would prefer to become her port to protect her from the rain.
“I was so nervous that you were hurt that day, I didn’t feel like I was cooking, and I thought on the way to the hospital that you were so big that someone had to take care of you.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t hear his heart again.
What he says right now is what he thinks.
14
The day before the wedding, I had a mind-reading super gold finger.
Thought life would be on top of it.
The gold finger was only for one more person and it was useless.
For after the wedding, when the heavens and the earth entered the cave, much more money was given to me, and it was known to me.
“Honey, it was me you dreamed of the night before you proposed. I’m sorry.
“I don’t have any magic, I have some dirty money, I can’t just give it to you! I thought you wouldn’t remember, my wife, I was wrong. I’m sorry.
“And I’ll be back in time if something happens to you. I’m sorry.
By the way, I’ve also asked His Majesty to look into the fate of the sixth, which is the seventh, when I said how you felt close, you were destined to be my wife every time you were reborn. I’m sorry.
“…”
Where I go, where he goes, like a sticky dog’s ointment.
“Honey, you don’t even know that when I’m in love, I often wonder if you know I’m the Queen of Treasure. I’m sorry.
I’ve always felt that the money was too good for me, and I didn’t think it would be surprising if he had such a bad time.
“I love you. It has nothing to do with who you are. I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid you think I’m useless, you’ve given me so many guacamole and you haven’t saved your money. I’m sorry.
I was angry: “I didn’t think I was such a vain man in your eyes. I’m sorry.
“I know you’re not, or you’re not going to donate, or you’re going to finance a few children, but I care too much about you. I’m in conflict every time I hint at you, I don’t want to hide it from you, and I fear you.” I’m sorry.
Speaking of hints, I’m angry.
“Is that a hint? I put bananas in front of Master Treasure. You said bananas are delicious. I made gills. Every time I buy another one for you, I’ll make it worse for me who’s not rich! I’m sorry.
And the money was much more self-righteous, and he laughed: “I thought you could understand this coincidence. I’m sorry.
Coincidence?
“You know what I was worried about? I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid one day you’ll go bankrupt. I can’t keep you like this! I’m sorry.
15
The days after the marriage are quiet.
I have continued to work hard, and with the support of Don Do, I have set up a charity on behalf of the company to help more people in need with the money we earn.
Summer, somewhere heavy rain.
Together with Chando, I mobilized the most needed supplies and led the convoy to the affected areas.
Three days after the rescue, we were finally asked to replace it. Putting a muddy coat into the tent, I lay on a rich arm, and he stroked my hair, and quickly fell asleep.
I looked at him in the eye.
He was not at all like a god, like a man who could no longer be ordinary.
I whispered to him:
“How did you come up with my résumé the day you first met? I almost thought you were a liar. I’m sorry.
Most of the money is in the middle of the night, and the sound in my heart says, “I actually knew your name a long time ago, and I was impressed by a design in your collection that I liked. I was in a café trying to pick up a leak and dig up a great god. I’m sorry.
He laughs a little silly.
I rubbed his hair and laughed:
“The day I met you was the luckiest day of my life. I’m sorry.
The money is so much that I hold my hand in my sleep, so close to me.
And he said in his heart: “No, believe me, you’ll get lucky every day.” I’m sorry.
(concluded)
Case number: YXX1QpBnQ5ZTznvZkRHbRoy
Song Jing is not Song Jing
The first few, 100 days, and it’s like a new passion.
Wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
