Fortune Teller Master

Chapter 135

The Northern Taoist Association was not an official organization. At first, it was a small gathering of several people. But as time went by, the number of members increased. Now, it has grown to more than 200 members in more than ten years, which can also be considered quite large. In the past, these people just got together to share some information and knowledge. If they couldn't do it themselves, they could ask for help from the association. Later, it evolved into the Northern Taoist Conference held once a year, and the overall momentum was quite powerful.

In the beginning, the number of people in the association was small and it was not officially recognized, but it was very harmonious. As the association developed and grew, there were more and more tricky and nonsense things in it. They don't carefully review the members who joined the association. Those who have the ability and money can join easily. All kinds of people mixed with the fish and dragon.

Zheng Cheng was the current president. He has some skills in building formations, but he was not as good as Old Man Song who was struck by lightning. He was also far more greedy. Now that Old Man Song was lying on the hospital bed and can't get up, Zheng Cheng doesn't want to get involved with him.

After years of being sought after by others, Chairman Zheng Cheng was full of air and was used to speaking in an official tone. In his point of view, the Northern Taoist Association was no worse than those official organizations and even better. Those officials were not as good and capable as they are.

Zheng Cheng felt that anyone who was engaged in fortune-telling and the Feng Shui industry had heard of the Northern Taoist Association. They believe it would be a great honor for Lin Qingyin, a little girl if they take the initiative to call her.

Apparently, the vice president, Cheng Huaming also thought so, he asked Zhu Weizhen for Lin Qingyin's phone number, Zhu Weizhen said with some embarrassment: "To find Lin Qingyin, you have to go through her assistant or apprentice. One is Jiang Wei who stole the opportunity of Old Man Song, and the other is in Qi Province, named Wang Hu."

Cheng Huaming was a little breathless when he heard this. He was in his fifties, but he has no apprentices or assistants. Lin Qingyin puts on airs at such a young age: "Call anyone who can directly contact Lin Qingyin."

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After Jiang Wei answered Zhu Weizhen's call, he went directly to the study room to find Lin Qingyin. Lin Qingyin raised her head from a thick professional book, with a hint of displeasure on her face: "You said someone wanted to set me up?"

Just as Jiang Wei was about to speak, his mobile phone rang again. Although it was a different number, Jiang Wei's intuition told him that it must be related to the call just now.

He took note of the two phone numbers when the phone rang again. Cheng Huaming was already annoyed when he didn't get through the first time. When the phone rang, his patience was almost exhausted his patience. Fortunately, someone answered: "Who is it?"

Cheng Huaming's eyebrows were tightly frowning and he talked with a superior sounding voice: "I am Cheng Huaming, the vice president of the Northern Taoist Association. I have something to inform Lin Qingyin."

"Northern Taoist Association?" Jiang Wei misunderstood, and asked Lin Qingyin next to him in an unabashed voice: "Little Master, have you heard of it?"

Lin Qingyin held an ancient coin for the divination in her finger and smiled softly: "A few people dare to call themselves Taoism Masters and don't ask others if they are qualified to represent others. I haven't heard of this kind of pheasant organization."

Lin Qingyin's voice came over clearly. Not only Cheng Huaming, but even Zheng Cheng's face turned green. But even though they were full of anger, the two were embarrassed to choke on this issue. After all, they were non-governmental organizations and were not officially recognized.