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    Wang Baoyu sweated. Nowadays, hospitals really do anything with money. Their public ethics are not as good as those of a warlock like himself. The big-bellied man readily put down the five hundred yuan and said: "Since I am sure it is a kid, please give me some money."  Give it a name."

    This is a simple thing, just open your mouth and Wang Baoyu asked: "May I ask your name."

    "My surname is Sun."

    "Pre-production period is when."

    "Next month."

    Wang Baoyu thought for a while and said: "The surname Sun is weak, and the birthday comes at a time when the water Qi converges, and the Yin Qi is too heavy. Why not give me a sunny name, just call me Sun Bengang."

    "What's so special about this name?" The pot-bellied man seemed dissatisfied and asked doubtfully.

    "The original character contains wood, and the character "gang" contains gold. Wood can be made into a great weapon after being carved with gold." Wang Baoyu explained.

    "If you become a great person, my son will definitely do nothing wrong in the future." The girl said proudly. Although the man hesitated, he still nodded obediently.

    At this moment, Dai Liang interjected without hesitation: "This name is too common, and it is not smooth to pronounce. Since the surname is Sun, I think it is better to call him Sun Yat-sen."

    Wang Baoyu really wanted to slap him. You can name a great man casually. It¡¯s too easy to talk about it. There are so many people with the surname Sun, why not call him Sun Wukong.

    Unexpectedly, the man with a big belly actually said hello repeatedly and said in agreement: "The old man is really amazing. He said it from the bottom of our hearts. We husband and wife just want to name our child this name. Sun Yat-sen is the supreme honor of our old Sun family.  It¡¯s just that I can¡¯t get through the household registration.¡±

    "That's right." Wang Baoyu snorted.

    "This is not simple, just make some changes." Dai Liang said again.

    "What a workaround, please give me some advice from the old gentleman." The man with a big belly looked happy.

    "It's very simple. If Sun Yat-sen can't do it, just call him Sun Chuanshan. Wouldn't he have the air of a great man?" Dai Liang said.

    ¡°There¡¯s an extra mouth in the skewer.¡± The man thought to himself.

    "In today's society, what can we do without good words?" Dai Liang struck while the iron was hot.

    Wang Baoyu just took a sip of tea and almost spit it out. What's the name? It's good to have too much mouth. Then it's better to call it Sun Daqi or Sun Rouchuan. Who knows that God makes people only have one mouth, but they want less.  That's right and wrong, but I still didn't expect that the pot-bellied man laughed again, nodded with satisfaction and said: "That's the name, it's so good."

    The pot-bellied man put down another 500 yuan, hugged his wife affectionately and left. Dai Liang picked up the 500 yuan and put it into his pocket. Wang Baoyu said: "Dai Liang, this share will not be paid until the end of the month."  Bar."

    "I'm worried about your lack of credit." Dai Liang said, "Besides, if I hadn't been here, you wouldn't have made a dime."

    "Okay." Wang Baoyu didn't want to quarrel with him, and frowned and asked: "You didn't read a single face or palm, how do you know that someone is pregnant with a boy? There is no scientific basis for judging men and women based on their face and belly shape."

    "Hey, go out and ask. In our country, nine out of ten people hope that their first child will be a boy. If you say it is a boy, they will be happy." Dai Liang said disapprovingly.

    "What you mean is that if a girl is born, she will not come back to you if she is a boy." Wang Baoyu was very unhappy.

    "That will be a few months later. After the child was born and we met, we started to have feelings for each other. Who would be serious about a fortune teller? If you have to say it is a girl, it will take an abortion at such a long time.  It's a crime to take human life." Dai Liang sighed to himself and went into the house.

    Wang Baoyu was speechless for a moment. Alas, if he continues to do what Dai Liang did, his Gua Guan will become notorious sooner or later.

    As soon as I got home in the evening, Dai Meng called and said excitedly: "Wang Baoyu, thanks to my grandpa, you made five hundred today."

    "Idiot, can you get rid of this living treasure from your house? He just talks nonsense and has no basis or credibility." Wang Baoyu said.

    "Don't be ignorant. My grandfather said that if he didn't go, your business would be ruined. If it weren't for the sake of marrying you in the future, I wouldn't let him help you." Dai.  Meng said dissatisfied.

    "Idiot, you are a person with status now, so you are not afraid of people catching your pigtails and saying that your grandfather engages in feudal superstition." Wang Baoyu threatened.

    "My future husband is doing it, why can't grandpa do it?" Dai Meng asked rhetorically.

    Wang Baoyu had no choice but to admit defeat and asked again with a sigh: "Idiot, you are calling just to show off that your grandfather is capable."

    "No, Mayor Ruan asked you toCome here one day, he has something to do with you.  " Dai Meng said.

    Wang Baoyu suddenly became energetic. The mayor asked him to go over to him. This was so embarrassing. He hurriedly asked tentatively: "Has he revealed what he wants to do with me?"

    "I don't know, but Mayor Ruan has not been in good health recently and has been out of energy all day." Dai Meng said.

    After putting down the phone, Wang Baoyu began to think about what Mayor Ruan could do to him, and whether the suspicion had been cleared. Mayor Ruan hoped that he would be reinstated. Hehe, if that was the case, it would be better to wait for two days, or agree to it.  It's good.

    Wang Baoyu really couldn¡¯t guess what Mayor Ruan wanted to ask. However, he was in poor health and could probably guess the reason. He still hadn¡¯t gotten over the shadow of his twin brother¡¯s death.

    The next morning, Wang Baoyu arranged for Dai Liang to guard the stall while he drove to the city hall. Dai Meng came out to pick him up. Now that he was no longer an official, it was difficult to get into the government. Fortunately, he had connections and could be replaced by Dai Meng.  I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for the real common people. They are all one family of officials and civilians, but in terms of expression, they are undoubtedly as powerful as fire and water.

    When I came to Mayor Ruan's office, I saw that Mayor Ruan was taking medicine. His complexion was dull and he had dark bags under his eyes. He looked very low-energy and seemed to be much older. Seeing Wang Baoyu come in, Ruan Huanxin still laughed and asked him enthusiastically.  After sitting down, Dai Meng brought in a cup of tea.

    "Xiao Wang, I heard that you opened a hexagram shop." Ruan Huanxin asked knowingly.

    ¡°Leader, I have no choice but to make ends meet.¡± Wang Baoyu explained cautiously.

    "It stands to reason that this kind of business is not allowed, but I believe you won't cause trouble again." Ruan Huanxin said.

    "Definitely not, let's make conscience money." Wang Baoyu said, patting his chest.

    "Can you guess what I'm looking for you for?" Ruan Huanxin threw a cigarette to Wang Baoyu and asked with a smile.

    "I don't dare to talk nonsense. It's a big sin to speculate on the holy will." Wang Baoyu lit the cigarette and said with a smile. Seeing that Ruan Huanxin had no ill intentions, he began to speak casually.

    Ruan Huanxin was amused by Wang Baoyu and laughed, and said: "Xiao Wang, since we have opened a hexagram hall, we should be able to count it, but it doesn't matter."

    "Hey, then you came to me to tell your fortune." Wang Baoyu said boldly. He really couldn't think of what else he, a little warlock who was not an official, could do to help a dignified mayor.
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