Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Asked Ai's guest to smile at Azhao: “Thank you, boss. ”

She held the flower and reached out and touched it in her bunny bag for a long time, finally finding something.

“It's my birthday, he gave me my bracelet.” It took a long time for Little Love to give Zhao that fine chain.

She begged Zhao to look at it in general: “Boss, please take good care of it. ”

Azhao smiled softly: "Don't worry. ”

Wind chimes.

Guests are gone.

A Zhao's face was gentle and calm. The moment he left, he disappeared and took a deep breath.

She took pictures of her sour arm stretched out by nervousness, very dissatisfied with her world.

Spiritual world!

Daily shit!

I'm a psychic!

The first two days into the world, she was tormented day and night.

But it's much better now.

Even though my heart is still a little hairy, at least it's already bandaged up.

And...

Ghosts, most of them aren't that terrible.

Azhao looked down at the fine bracelet in his hand and stood up and walked to the closet in the corner of the flower shop to open it.

Inside is a clear crystal bottle.

The bottle has no seal, and there are a lot of golden lights swimming in it, like countless fireflies dancing in it.

Zhao gently put the bracelet through the bottle.

As soon as it entered the glass bottle, the bracelet turned into a little starlight, mixed with other golden spots.

This is the "reward” paid by the ghosts to Azhao.

Zhao is a psychic.

No one knows her whereabouts or her exact identity.

All they know is that her name is Azhao and she is powerful. She runs a flower shop called “Azhao's Flower Shop”.

The ghosts can ask her for help and buy a bunch of flowers here at the cost of something as precious as themselves.

Like just Em.

She died in a plane crash three years ago.

But no body was found, her boyfriend refused to believe the fact that she had left and was waiting for her.

She came to Zhao to help, dream about her boyfriend, tell him to stop waiting for himself, and live a good life in the future.

Because she can't go back.

Zhao is happy to help them do something like this.

Tonight is not a busy night, only Em has one guest all night.

At twelve o'clock, Azhao got up, fed several pots of flowers in the store, and closed the store door.

She walked on a quiet road with her backpack, she lived in the neighborhood, a distance from the flower shop.

There was a laughing noise behind her, and she was full of youth.

Zhao didn't leave quickly, the group of young people quickly surpassed her.

They didn't care until they saw Zhao's face.

Immediately, someone made an exhaling sound, and several eyes fell on her face.

A Zhaowang, three boys, three girls, two wearing glasses, looking dressed, should be students from nearby university.

The guy with the glasses looked for her red-handed and asked for WeChat.

Zhao did not give WeChat, but handed him a business card.

The boy took a strange look, and the front of the card was only five big words - A Zhao's flower shop.

There's an address on the back, right around here.

Zhao chuckled at the boy and said something: “This point is still out there. It's dangerous. ”

The boy scratched his head: "The six of us are here in the mall again. There's nothing dangerous about it. However, this young lady, you are alone, so... beautiful, take care of the safety at night. ”