Without saying anything, Miao took out her mobile phone from her wallet and asked Liu, "Mr. Liu, do you have Alipay or WeChat? Shall I just transfer it to you?"
Liu directly said to Miao, “I’ll give you my Alipay, you transfer it to me.”
Miao Weiwei immediately transferred the money to Liu.
I was really very envious on one side. This money came really easily. He just used his mouth to earn ten thousand Yuan.
Comparisons are odious.
While Miao transferred the money to Liu, he pulled me outside for a smoke.
In the hallway outside the tattoo studio, I gave him a cigarette.
He took a drag and asked me, "Do you want to be like me, making money as easy as eating?"
I hurriedly nodded and said “Yes, I really want to be like you, making money this easily.”
I had been poor my whole life; many times I felt helplessness for lack of money.
Liu patted me on the shoulder and said, "Your Master and I were best friend, so I will tell you two points. First, when doing ghost business you must have momentum. If you are soft, can you do something successful?
“Second, learn to use your craft to make money. People who do Ying and Yang Tattoo at the back of the current ghost business. You must work hard, and I will give you a hand. I guarantee you can make money quickly.”
Yin work meant working with mysterious things.
Liu was an old man in Yin work; he earned a lot of money.
Some time ago, he also opened a luxury chain store in the city center. When it opened, I also went to see it. That decoration, that equipment, that scale…If he didn’t have more than a thousand million, he didn’t make it.
I hurriedly nodded.
Liu patted me on the shoulder again and said, "Rest assured, I will not harm you. If you have something don’t understand later, consult me. Your master just had you as a disciple. You cannot be so poor your whole life that people scorn you, and look at you with scornful eyes every day.”
“Yes. I’ll do as you say.”
While speaking, we finished smoking. Liu and I entered the tattoo room together.
Miao Weiwei had been waiting a long time. When she saw Liu, she immediately said,“Mr Liu, I already gave my money to you, so can you tell me what happened to me?”
Liu coughed and said, “Your cat ... is going to eat you.”
“Why?” She said, “I'm very fine with my cat."
"Well, that's another thing." Liu straightforwardly said, "As I already said, a white cat draws in ghost, while a black cat protects the home. White cats are those cats that ate solid meat.”
"Solid meat?" Miao didn`t understand again.
I explained to her that solid meat was dead people’s meat, which I once heard from my master.
Miao opened her eyes and said that her cat ate imported cat food and even ate meat, but the meat was imported in cans. “Do you mean they have any quality problems?”
Liu waved his hand and said that the leopard cat had eaten solid meat, which had nothing to do with these things, but someone wanted to frame Miao.
He said, "Let me call a spade a spade. Someone took the cat to the graveyard to eat dead meat. The cat was accustomed to the dead meat. It became murderous, it always wants to eat the dead. After a period of time where it doesn’t eat dead meat, it would miss that taste, so it will kill you, and then eat dead meat.
“On the whole, someone wants to kill you. If he let a cat kill you to eat, this killing would not be illegal." Liu said, "Why does your cat sharpen its fangs every day? It is ready to eat you so it wants to make its teeth sharp. Why does it yawn around you every night? That means it wants to take a good measure of how much meat it can eat, if it can eat your meat one day.”
Hearing this, Miao turned green. Her whole person curled up and her forehead was covered in cold sweat. She was obviously quite frightened.
She murmured, “Who... Who wants to hurt me?”
"Who wants to harm you...? It's simple. Who's had a chance to take this cat away? Who do you have beef with?” Liu smiled and said.
When she heard this, she patted sofa armrest and growled, “Zhang Quanliang, damn you. You like the young model, so you just want to kill me? Why is your heart so vicious?”
I hear her scolding Zhang Quanliang, so I thought that Zhang should be her husband.
I was tempted to ask, “Is Quanliang your husband?”
"Yes, my husband." She said with gnashing teeth.
I said, “A day together as husband and wife means endless devotion for the rest of your life. How can your husband want to kill you?”
Miao sighed: “It's a long story...”