Chapter 174 Betting?

Chapter 174 Betting?

Chapter 174 Betting?

An Rushong didn't say anything, just followed the other person and walked towards the inside of the corridor.

The corridor was packed with people waiting in line to meet the master. Just from the density of the people and the long line that stretched to the square outside the building, one could tell how popular Wen Caiyuan was nowadays.

Following Wen Qihe, they squeezed to the door of a room at the end of the corridor. The former stopped and winked at the two young men who were guarding the door. The latter two nodded. One of them stepped forward, took out a key from his pocket and opened the door. As for the other young man, he pushed back the people who squeezed in to prevent irrelevant people from getting close to the door.

When the door opened, Wen Qihe made a gesture to An Rushong, inviting him to go first.

An Rushong nodded and walked into the door.

Inside the door was a small office with a half-open door on the right.

"Mr. An, you are finally here," Wen Qihe followed him into the room. The old man locked the door first, and then said to An Rusong, "If you don't come again, we don't know what to do?"

"Oh, what do you mean you don't know what to do?" An Rusong turned around, looked at the other person, and said with a smile, "This is good, I saw that the people queuing up have lined up to the square in front of the building, and the business is booming."

"It's because the business is so booming that we don't know what to do," Wen Qihe took two steps forward and made a gesture of invitation to An Rushong, but the direction was the door on the right side of the room.

An Rusong smiled, walked straight to the door, and said, "What do you mean?"

Wen Qihe pushed the door open for him and said, "Because there are too many people coming to ask for divination, many people can't even get a queue, so there are a lot of complaints outside."

When An Rushong walked in, he discovered that there was a very spacious living room inside. Although the furnishings were not luxurious, everything that was necessary was available.

"Please sit down first. I'll go call Caiyuan over," Wen Qihe led him to the sofa in the middle of the living room and said, "It should be time for the person who asked for divination now. It's a good opportunity for her to have a rest."

After saying this, he bowed to An Rushong again, then turned and walked towards the door opposite the sofa.

Obviously, this living room should be connected to Wen Caiyuan's altar room. When she is tired every day, she can come here to rest for a while and replenish her energy.

"Uncle Qihe," An Rushong called him just as Wen Qihe was about to reach the door, and said with a smile, "Just call me Rushong. Also, you are the elder, why do you always use honorifics when talking to me?"

"Well, it's all as I should, as I should," Wen Qihe stopped and said with a smile on his face.

"How can this be right?" An Rusong shook his head and said, "If you do this, won't our relationship become alienated?"

Wen Qihe hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call you Rusong from now on."

An Rushong smiled and nodded at the other party, then sat back on the sofa.

Soon, Wen Qihe entered the door opposite, while An Rushong lit a cigarette for himself and looked around.

This living room was indeed carefully decorated. An Rusong saw two rooms with frosted glass doors on the left side of the living room, which should be the bathroom and toilet. In addition, there was a small pink hammock near the balcony, and next to the hammock, there was a small glass coffee table, which was probably where Wen Caiyuan usually rested.

Wen Qihe left for about four or five minutes before returning with Wen Caiyuan. Just like when they first met, Wen Caiyuan was wearing a traditional Korean dress with a lot of hairpins on her head, looking like a princess or concubine who had just traveled through time and space from history.

When she followed Wen Qihe into the door, her small face, which was the size of a palm, was still full of fatigue, but the moment she saw An Rushong, the fatigue on her face was instantly replaced by a smile.

She jumped twice like a child, then seemed to feel that this was not ladylike enough, so she quickly held down the fluffy hem of her skirt with both hands and asked with a smile: "Brother Rusong, when did you come?"

"Just arrived," An Rushong looked her up and down. It's no wonder that this girl had a unique charm when wearing this traditional costume.

Watching her walk to the sofa, An Rushong didn't care that Wen Qihe was watching next to him. He just reached out, held Wen Caiyuan's little hand, and then took her to sit next to him.

Obviously she didn't expect him to do such a thing, especially in front of her uncle. Wen Caiyuan's small face flushed red all of a sudden. She didn't look at An Rusong, but turned to look at her uncle first. As a result, Wen Qihe, who was following closely behind her, was looking at the window at this time, and seemed to be unaware of An Rusong's actions. "Uncle Qihe, you sit down too," An Rusong held Wen Caiyuan's little hand tightly, and turned to Wen Qihe and said, "Let's discuss the future."

Wen Qihe immediately withdrew his gaze from the window, sat on the sofa slightly away, and said nothing, just waiting for An Rushong to continue.

"How many license plates have been released today?" An Rushong asked after Wen Qihe took his seat.

"We released 140 people today," Wen Qihe said, "but there are still dozens of people who were released before, so there are so many people queuing now."

"Are you tired?" An Rusong smiled and turned to look at Wen Caiyuan beside him. Seeing that her forehead was sweaty but she shook her head to show that she was not tired, he smiled and said, "This is my fault. Mainly because I didn't expect the effect to be so good. I originally thought that it would take a few days of fermentation before more believers would come."

"Yeah, who could have thought of this kind of thing in advance?" Wen Qihe said, "In fact, since Cai Yuan's prediction about Mizuho Securities was confirmed, there have been a lot more believers coming to us. In the past two days, there have been 70 to 80 numbers released every day. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people today."

"So, my opinion is," An Rusong nodded and said, "Starting today, stop issuing license plates to the public."

"Ah?" Wen Qihe didn't say anything, but Wen Caiyuan beside him was surprised, "If you don't put a brand name, how can you make money?"

"Silly girl, now you are no longer the 'Master Xianzheng' you used to be, but the real 'Master of Breaking Evils and Showing Righteousness'," An Rusong said with a smile, "So, the sincerity shown by 60 won is no longer enough to see you. If I want to get your personal divination, I have to pay at least 600 million won, and this is the most basic preferential price."

After hearing what he said, Wen Caiyuan couldn't help but open her mouth slightly in surprise.

One divination session costs 600 million won. If she consults for 6 people in a day, wouldn't that be million won?
As Wen Caiyuan thought about it in her mind, she felt like all the bones in her body were weak.

However, she soon realized another problem, so she asked, "If it costs 600 million won just to ask for divination, then I'm afraid not many people will come to line up, right?"

"Rushong means that Caiyuan should take the high-end route?" Wen Qihe was not as naive as his niece. He immediately understood what An Rushong meant.

"That's right, we're going for the high-end route," An Rusong nodded and said, "In fact, in my opinion, recruiting believers should also be a question of quality. Quality is more important than quantity. If there is a member of Congress who is a believer of Cai Yuan, the effect will be better than having a thousand ordinary believers."

"The most important thing is, if Caiyuan continues to do what it does now, only consulting those who can only come up with 60 won after searching their pockets, how can those high-quality customers who can easily come up with 600 million won come to it?" He continued, "It's actually the same as running a clothing brand. If your price is only at the mid-to-low-end level, then even if the quality is good and the style is novel, how many high-end customers can you attract?"

"Then what should we do next?" Wen Qihe asked.

"It's simple. Let's temporarily suspend business," An Rusong said. "Just find a suitable excuse. For example, Caiyuan leaked too many secrets, her old injury relapsed, or she was doing a large-scale divination about the fate of the Republic of Korea."

He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes sparkled, and he said, "Yes, let's use the second excuse and say that Caiyuan wants to do a divination that is related to the fate of the Republic of Korea. This kind of divination is very harmful to the body, so he will not accept believers' divination in the near future."

"What kind of divination is related to the country's destiny?" Wen Caiyuan asked curiously.

"The divination about the new presidential candidate, does it count as divination about the fate of the country?" An Rushong winked at her and said.

"Ah?" Wen Caiyuan was stunned for a moment, while Wen Qihe, who was sitting diagonally opposite, was surprised and asked subconsciously, "How come Rusong has inside information on this?"

An Rusong did not answer him, but sneered and said, "Haha, Uncle Qihe, you don't think that the owner of the Blue House is really elected by the will of the people, right?"

Wen Qihe wanted to say something, but An Rusong interrupted him and said, "Just do as I say. Stop what's going on here first, and then spread the word that the new president of the Republic of Korea has been chosen by heaven, but the evil will still go against heaven. Therefore, the president chosen by heaven will face another ordeal, but he will eventually defeat the evil and take over the Blue House smoothly."

After saying this, he looked at Wen Caiyuan beside him and added, "Of course, the specific words will be arranged by you, but the meaning is what I mean."

"Then who do you think the new president chosen by God will be?" Wen Qihe asked.

"Li Minbo," An Rusong said directly without hiding anything, "Who else could it be?"

(End of this chapter)