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Text 1720 If you have any difficulties, please contact the Women¡¯s Federation

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    A look of surprise appeared on the woman's face and she said, "Little brother, you are really good, you can even see this."

    "Hehe, this is my true level." Wang Baoyu regained some confidence.

    "It's absolutely true, brother, tell me what I should do." The woman looked at Wang Baoyu eagerly.

    "Sister, we can't tolerate this kind of thing all the time. Nowadays, women's status has been improved, so they should dare to fight. In fact, a family also needs to respect each other. You have always compromised, which also encouraged his arrogance." Wang Baoyu  road.

    "Why are you fighting? He is tall and thick, and I can't beat him. If I say a few more words, he will be slapped and slapped. Alas, I really can't live my life." The woman said with tears in her eyes.

    "If you have any difficulties, go to the Women's Federation." Wang Baoyu said casually.

    "I'm just a housewife. I don't know where the door of the Women's Federation opens." The woman hesitated.

    Wang Baoyu relented again, stood up and said, "Sister, I will take you there."

    The woman felt that Wang Baoyu did not look like a bad person and nodded in agreement. So, Wang Baoyu put away the divination stall and walked out of Lilac Park with the middle-aged woman.

    "Little brother, you still have a car." When Wang Baoyu opened the car door, the middle-aged woman was shocked.

    "Yes, having a car doesn't mean that you can't set up a stall and tell fortunes." Wang Baoyu said, "Let's go, I'll send you to the Women's Federation. You must fight for the rights you should fight for. Women are oppressed in the old society."

    The middle-aged woman stamped her feet vigorously before getting into the car, but she was too cautious to move. She knew it was a good car and was afraid of getting it dirty and causing trouble. Wang Baoyu asked her to relax, stepped on the accelerator, and walked through the streets and alleys.  Go to the Municipal Women's Federation.

    Arriving at the door of the Municipal Women's Federation, Wang Baoyu did not get out of the car, but said directly to the middle-aged woman: "Go in by yourself, explain the situation, and someone will help you solve it."

    "Little brother, how should I thank you?" The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of gratitude, and her eyes were moist.

    "No need to thank you, remember, you can't be bullied by men in the future." Wang Baoyu said, stepped on the accelerator, turned the car around and drove away.

    Sitting in a small shop and eating a bowl of noodles, Wang Baoyu regretted it again. Not only did this fortune-telling not make any money, but he also spent money on gas because of his nosy.

    After finishing the noodles, Wang Baoyu took out three yuan to pay the bill, but the boss smiled and said: "It's five yuan."

    "The price has increased. Didn't a bowl of noodles cost four yuan before?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise. No matter how high the price is, it can't be so outrageous.

    "Your bowl is filled with meat." The boss explained.

    "Fuck, I didn't say add meat."

    "Hey, everyone in your outfit needs to add meat, and some even ask for sauced pig's trotters." The boss nuzzled at the car outside the restaurant.

    Wang Baoyu was speechless and paid two more yuan. He felt extremely depressed. I had never had anything to eat before, and my eight hundred yuan was just pocket change. Now I have to calculate every few yuan.

    No, I have to try it in the afternoon. I can¡¯t give up because of a temporary failure. I must find a way to make money. Wang Baoyu walked out of the noodle shop, got in the car and went to Lilac Park.

    "Young man, you finally came out to set up a stall." When passing by the fortune-telling old man, the old guy said with a smile.

    "I just came out to play and tell fortunes for fun." Wang Baoyu said.

    "You still have some real skills, but you can't take your fortune-telling too seriously, otherwise you won't make any money at all." The old guy enlightened Wang Baoyu with the attitude of an experienced person.

    "I'm sorry, I haven't learned to lie yet." Wang Baoyu said arrogantly, then found the flower bed where he had set up his stall in the morning, and spread out the white cloth again.

    Although Wang Baoyu kept cheering him up, and even though he shouted loudly from time to time, after waiting all afternoon, no one showed up at the Gua stall, which made him a little downcast. He didn't expect that setting up a Gua stall would be so difficult. If it really didn't work, he would still  Consider doing something else.

    Until the evening, more and more people came to the park for a walk. Wang Baoyu seemed to understand a little bit. It turned out that it was not a busy time just now, so no wonder no one came. Wang Baoyu regained his confidence and calculated the fortune. If he was right, he would give the money. Finally, he had a few  The women couldn't restrain their curiosity and wanted to test the young man's skills, so they squatted in front of the Gua stall one after another.

    The women asked about trivial family matters, whether the man had hidden any private money, whether the children would be successful, and whether they had any small fortune recently. For Wang Baoyu, these questions were of course easy to come by without any trouble.

    To seize this opportunity, Wang Baoyu showed off the spirit of a professional divination master. He talked so much that saliva was flying and the sky was falling. The women nodded and praised him, and finally put down various amounts of divination money for him, and a group of people left.  After that,Baoyu gathered some money, some ranging from five to twenty, which added up to a big number, fifty.

    No matter how much you earn, opening a business is a good thing. Wang Baoyu is full of fighting spirit. He thinks that once he has gained some fame, it will not be a problem to earn several hundred a day. After a month, it will be almost the same as working. If he is more ideal, he will make a lot of money every day.  Not a problem.

    Hey, Wang Baoyu excitedly put the money into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, feeling warm in his heart. Three hundred and sixty lines, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can eat.

    However, at this moment, Wang Baoyu's sweet dream was interrupted by a commotion among the people setting up stalls in the park. It turned out that the toll-collecting urban management personnel came. Wang Baoyu stood up quickly, not caring about brushing the dust off his buttocks, and started cleaning up in a panic.  Something that I want to hide from for a while.

    At this time, a middle-aged man in a dirty uniform held a low-quality cigarette in his hand, had yellow teeth in his mouth, smelled of alcohol, and was staggering when he walked. He saw Wang Baoyu at a glance, and walked up to him while he was staggering.  He said: "Who asked you to set up a stall here? Put it away immediately."

    "Big brother, this is my first time here. Please take care of me." Wang Baoyu smiled and handed over a cigarette. The drunken urban management officer took the cigarette and put it in his ear. He didn't take it seriously at all and said again: "Little brother.  Those who tell fortunes set up stalls to pay taxes and support economic development.¡±

    "I didn't make any money on the first day of opening, so I'd better take it slow." Wang Baoyu bargained with a smile on his face, feeling really unbalanced in his heart. I thought back then, I was the one who could call upon the wind and rain, and little soldiers like you were nothing. Alas, that moment  At this moment, it is hard to look back on the past.

    ¡°They say it¡¯s the first day, who are you fooling?¡± The urban management officer didn¡¯t believe it.

    Wang Baoyu suppressed his anger and said with an apologetic smile: "Brother urban management, we have something to say. One day, my brother will make money and treat you to a drink. Please show your kindness and take care of me."

    "No, pay the money quickly or close the stall and leave." The drunken urban management officer refused to give up and took out the bill stub for the fee from his pocket.

    Wang Baoyu reluctantly took out ten yuan and handed it over. Unexpectedly, the drunken urban management officer was unhappy and said angrily: "Who are you giving away such a small amount of money? One hundred."
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