Hi guys! I am a poor old woman. No, that was before, but now I have enough money for my business. Do you wonder why is that so? Let me tell you: Previously, I worked as a fan salesman, but not very well. Until one day, I still remember vividly, it was a hot summer afternoon, because the sales were too tired, so I stopped at a certain tree. Then I met an old man resting under that tree. I lamented to him: "The fan sells too little! This afternoon there must be nothing to eat! I fell asleep. And suddenly, when I woke up, my fan was smeared a lot. I was very angry. Because I think so God, I made him pay me, he just laughed without saying anything, which made me even more angry, people came to buy a lot, I was surprised, with that money my family no longer has to pay. living in poverty, it seems to be a gift from God to me!