The moon shone bright, and the stars were sparse; crows flew south.
The cool breeze hurried passersby along. Shen Qiong stood by the window, gazing up at the moon, then suddenly sighed.
"Man, what am I supposed to do with all this money..."
Gu Liming was so angry he could barely see straight. "Damn it, you bastard."
Shen Qiong laughed. "The shop's revenue broke another record this month. After paying you two, my net income is 130,000."
"I suddenly feel like beating you up," Gu Liming said through gritted teeth.
Shen Qiong was grinning so widely his eyes were nearly closed.
He plopped down beside Gu Liming and slung an arm over his shoulder. "Come on, don't be like that. I'll give you a chance to make a fortune." He chuckled.
"A chance to make a fortune?" Gu Liming paused.
Shen Qiong nodded. "That's right. Bring me a big-ticket client, and I'll give you a ten percent cut."
"Only ten percent?" Gu Liming protested.
"That's plenty. Remember that rich guy I met last time? He offered 500,000 right off the bat. Ten percent would've gotten you 50,000—more than twice your salary." Shen Qiong smiled.
Gu Liming curled his lip. "You think rich people are everywhere?"
"That's why you have to go find them. Tap into a different customer base." Shen Qiong wore a faint smile.
Gu Liming muttered, "It's too hard. Never mind whether they'd actually pay that much—even if they really wanted a reading from you, they could just make an appointment. Your rule is that they can pay whatever they want."
"Don't forget the part before that: 'I'll write a fortune for whoever fate brings my way; pay whatever you like.' They can pay whatever they want, sure, but they have to successfully make an appointment first." Shen