On the second day of resting at home, I resumed my old job of fortune-telling for people.

　　After sleeping the whole day the previous day and binge-watching dramas until two in the morning, someone suddenly sent me a private message.

　　'Hello, blogger.

　　I would like you to help me calculate another person.

　　Is that okay?' She provided specific information about a girl, perhaps thinking that these words could easily cause misunderstandings, so she explained further, 'She is my friend.

　　She hasn't replied to my messages for a long time tonight, and then she just sent me a message asking me to find her in a very far place.

　　I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't say anything.

　　I called her, but her phone is switched off.

　　I'm a little worried.' Since it was urgent, I quickly calculated and my expression became strange.

　　No luck."

　　I cannot calculate anything about this girl - it is an almost impossible thing to happen.

　　Unless, the information she gave is all wrong, the age wrong, the name wrong, the birthday wrong.

　　Or, maybe, this person simply does not exist in this world.

　　I furrow my brows, feeling something is off, "Baobao, is this girl your online friend?" There was a pause on the other end for a few seconds before they continue with the message, "Yes." I click on the girl's profile who sent me a private message and calculate according to her personal information...

　　...

　　lifeless.

　　She will encounter a deadly disaster tonight! I immediately become alert, flipping over from the bed and sending a message back, "Don't go to that place, call the police first." The person on the other end sends back a question mark.

　　"This girl is fake, she does not exist," I explain as succinctly as possible, "if I haven't miscalculated, her invitation tonight is a trap, you must not go." I don't have the abilities of a master, I can only calculate a destiny in a simple manner, unable to see the future or save people.

　　The only thing I can do is to remind.

　　I am afraid the girl on the other end won't believe me, so I just spill everything I've calculated to her, "You are an actor, or a singer, basically someone in the entertainment industry.

　　This is your alternate account, you've been in the business for a long time, your career has been stagnant, probably intentionally suppressed.

　　You have encountered some recent troubles...

　　I've seen it, it should be troubles in regards to relationships.

　　I'm saying all of this because I want you to believe me, your online friend is a trap, and it's set up by someone you are familiar with.

　　If you really go, there will be serious consequences." This is a living, breathing life at stake.

　　When I see she doesn't reply, I start to worry, planning to calculate her approximate location and go directly to her.

　　However, she replies to my message, "Okay, I understand, I won't go, thank you very much." "I really am an actor...

　　well, I can't really be considered an actor, my name is Qiuyun, I am truly very, very grateful to you." Qiuyun.

　　I pause for a moment, feeling like this name is familiar.

　　I search on Baidu Baike, but there is no such person, it took a lot of effort to find Qiuyun's scarce information.

　　She has acted in some TV dramas and movies, but they were all minor roles and didn't make much of a splash.

　　She has hardly any fans on Weibo, and all the comments she receives are negative.

　　The young girl in the photos is incredibly beautiful, exuding a particularly bold and vibrant charm.

　　I feel a bit uneasy, so I calculate again and find that Qiuyun's lifeless aura has disappeared, and I breathe a sigh of relief.

　　I don't know how she handled it, but since a disaster that threatens her life has occurred, she should report it to the police, right? I lie on the bed, feeling sleepiness wash over me, and soon fall asleep.

　　Tonight, it's raining heavily in the south city.

　　The girl with two umbrellas enters a hotel and knocks on a room door, only to be suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

　　She struggles for a while and seeks help from a nearby waiter, only to be ignored.

　　In the end, she is dragged into the room.

　　In the luxuriously decorated room, several men puff on their cigarettes, holding a few playing cards in their hands, with a pile of chips on the table, their eyes playfully staring at her.

　　The man who dragged her in nodded and bowed for a while before slapping the struggling girl.

　　The girl looked up in confusion, disbelief, and despair as she asked a question.

　　She was asking...why? The following scene was like a nightmare, with crying, screaming, sobbing, and the boisterous laughter and oppressive roars of the men.

　　The scenes gradually became bizarre and distorted, and in the final scene, the girl with a numb and hollow face stood on the rooftop of a hotel.

　　She jumped down like a blooming rose...

　　I suddenly woke up from the dream, covering my head and breathing heavily.

　　Outside the window, it was already dawn, but the light was dim because it had been raining continuously, and the sky was gloomy.

　　"What's wrong, host?" Xiao Ci asked me.

　　I rubbed my temples and said, "Master said that I have a pair of divine eyes that can occasionally understand the future...is that her fate?" Xiao Ci didn't understand, "What fate?" I said, shaking my head, "I have to find her.

　　If what I dreamed of was actually what she should have experienced last night, then her crisis isn't resolved yet." Something didn't feel right.

　　I made a calculation and realized that her dissipating life aura had returned.

　　The man who slapped her last night looked familiar, so I searched online and found out he was Qiuyun's manager.

　　I took out my phone and messaged Qiuyun, "You know, I'm actually a wish blogger." Qiuyun seemed to have been awake the whole time and replied quickly, "I know, there's always fish at night." "Make a wish to me," I told her, "I still have an unfulfilled lottery prize from last time, so I'll use it for you.

　　Whatever wish you have, I'll try to fulfill it." She wanted to commit suicide.

　　Even if I helped her avoid what happened last night, she would still end her own life.

　　The divine eyes wouldn't let me foresee useless futures, which is enough to show that deciding to end her life in a state of despair is almost an unavoidable outcome for Qiuyun.

　　I had such a clear feeling - to the point where I couldn't wait another minute.

　　Qiuyun was confused, "...Make a wish?" "Hmm, just comment on my Weibo," I said without considering too much, "That will do." Probably because I helped her yesterday, although Qiuyun found it strange, she still followed my instructions and left a comment under my Weibo post.

　　"I hope that one day, I can receive a sincere blessing too." As I looked at this comment, I felt a moment of sadness.

　　I said I would use the black box to grant her a wish, and she knew I was the wish blogger known as the "Rich Miss" online, capable of solving her current troubles, but she only asked for a blessing.

　　There are many different kinds of troubles in the world, and everyone's suffering cannot be compared.

　　For example, Yuyan, whose dysfunctional and unfortunate original family caused him to struggle to get into college, but his mother lost her life due to his father's gambling debts, almost ruining his entire life.

　　And Xu Xiao, who was born in a poor mountain village and couldn't afford textbooks and school fees, perhaps destined to never leave the mountains and have to marry and work in the fields after graduating from high school, never able to read again.

　　But Yuyan had a mother who loved him, and Xu Xiao met Lin Rulan and the principal.

　　Their lives were not entirely malicious, and most of the problems they encountered, I could solve with money.

　　However, what about Qiu Yun? A young, beautiful girl without any connections...

　　I shuddered at the thought of last night's nightmare.

　　Xiao Ci keenly sensed that I wasn't in a good mood and asked, "Host, what's wrong?" I honestly replied, "I don't know how to help Qiu Yun.

　　I might...

　　not be able to help her." Xiao Ci suggested, "Host, I have an idea.

　　You can buy the company that Qiu Yun is signed with, become a shareholder, and support her with resources." I asked in surprise, "What?" Xiao Ci continued, "Then, as a shareholder, you can occasionally improve your own life with the dividends and profits you receive...

　　Of course, this is allowed by the rules, and I'm not helping you cheat! And being a shareholder doesn't guarantee that you'll make money!" I was amazed and enlightened, "So I can do that!" Poverty really limits my imagination.

　　"Also, Xiao Ci just found out that there are many artists under the company that Qiu Yun is signed with who are suppressed just like her...

　　You can help them more and consider it as earning charity value." I pondered and said, "Then I'll just buy a different company." If the manager can scheme against an artist, forcing them into compromising situations, then the top management of the company must not be any better.

　　I don't know how to manage a company, and it's not practical to start my own.

　　It's better to invest in a more promising company, poach talent, collect evidence, and report this company that Qiu Yun is in.

　　That would be satisfying.

　　I set my plan into motion.

　　So, when I appeared as the shareholder of Xingyu Entertainment, the entertainment industry was shocked when I requested to see Qiu Yun.

　　But the manager didn't dare to neglect me and quickly brought Qiu Yun to meet me.

　　"You should know me," I smiled and extended my hand to the beautiful girl in front of me who had a tired and depleted face.

　　"I'm Wan Wan You Yu, and I'm also the CEO of Xingyu Entertainment, Yu Xian Wan." A purplish-gold aura appeared above Qiu Yun's head, dispelling the lifelessness bit by bit.

　　It was in the shape of a dragon and phoenix intertwined.

　　The arrival of this auspicious aura meant that she not only had the potential to change her own fate but also to cleanse a certain negative atmosphere in a field.

　　This was the manifestation of her destiny, indicating that she had the potential to become a queen.

　　"I've come to help you fulfill your wish," I said.

　　Qiu Yun seemed stunned at first, then she looked at me with a mix of disbelief and confusion.

　　It was as if she felt like she was in a dream.