I am the funeral anchor, a small group who is concerned about crying

Chapter 1 I, the funeral host!

Real estate lobby.

A haggard-looking customer is bending over to look at the real estate.

The handsome sales lady greeted her with a smile.

"Hello, sir, we are a high-end community here, with the wind and water, the underground CBD, and the back garden of life. The average price is only 3 yuan in Huaxia coins. It is worth collecting for a lifetime!"

Customers were unimpressed.

The sales lady's smile remained unchanged.

"Look here, property prices in the whole city are rising, you must seize the opportunity, if you buy it, you will earn it. There is definitely room for appreciation here!"

The customer turned around with a sad face.

"But aren't you selling cemeteries?"

What happened to the cemetery?Now that housing prices are so hyped, maybe the price of graves will also rise in the future!

The professional smirk of the sales lady froze.

She clapped her hands, and eighteen big men in black came out, full of pressure!
"Sir, please come and take a look at our funeral service, I will see you off on the [-]th!"

"After your body is buried, our company will send eighteen bodyguards in black to stand in front of your grave."

"Guarantee that all relatives and friends who come to your funeral will be very curious about you and will never forget it!"

The customer's face twitched.

The sales lady smiled and clapped her hands again.

Eighteen young women in different black dresses stepped out.

"Sir, do you think this [-]-year-old present is in line with your wishes?"

"Black long straight black silk, black swan dress, black cheongsam."

"Girls' styles can be customized by you!"

"However, the latter service will require extra money!"

The customer stared at the beautiful sister for a long time.

The sales lady also laughed for a long time.

"It's pretty good, but there's no funeral at my house, so I just came over to have a look."

The customer just walked away, enjoying so many beauties for nothing.
"you!"

The sales lady was furious.

If you don't buy it and don't tell us earlier, you are wasting our time!
The customer is God, God left these 37 people in the lobby and sighed.

"It's been so many months, and the company hasn't made any money. How can I bring money home during the Chinese New Year!"

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have washed my hands in the gold basin. It would be better if I don't do that business in black silk and go to a nightclub to play discs!"

"I want to run away. This funeral company is a sunset industry. It must have no future!"

The team was distracted, and the sales lady sighed and walked towards the president's office.

Pushing open the door, a handsome young man with extremely fair skin sat in the main seat.

Chen Yu rubbed his forehead with a headache, he saw the scene downstairs, he was helpless!

There is no way, the funeral industry is too difficult to do now, and there is no way to get orders offline!

It's not like the generation of his grandfather and father before, relying on ancestral talents-playing tricks and fooling around, making the business of white things flourish, and when they reach the age of retirement, they will stop immediately and take care of their lives, and make such a mess It was left to the third generation heir, Chen Yu.

The family is also frantically putting pressure on Chen Yu, if this company falls into your hands, don't go home!
Chen Yu Yalishan Da.

"They are a group of old antiques, they don't understand the rapid changes of the times!"

"Now that the funeral industry is so hard to do, I want to die. They also told me: This industry is too profitable. Your grandfather and your father both made their fortunes in this industry by fooling around. Xiaoyu, you must Work hard, and in the future, three generations of our grandparents and grandchildren will retire together."

"and many more!"

Chen Yu discovered Huadian.

"Could they have known the decline of this industry a long time ago!"

"That's why you tricked me into inheriting the family business?"

"Woooo. I am a good father~"

Chen Yu was originally a handsome guy who loved to laugh, but after he was tricked into inheriting the company, he couldn't laugh anymore
"Mr. Chen."

When Bai Yingying saw Chen Yu, she couldn't help but have a physical reaction—swallowing.

She used to be a good-looking anchor, and she was quite good at playing in the Shanghai circle, but she just happened to be caught by the "Mr. Chen" who was even more good at playing.

Mr. Chen talked to her about the bright future of his real estate company, and what he said revealed a meaning, if you come to work in the company with me, you will definitely be the proprietress in the future!
Bai Yingying couldn't stand Chen Yu's flickering. When she first came to this funeral company, she was numb, but she couldn't help it. Who made her greedy for Mr. Chen's body, so she stayed here and became a "real estate salesman". People don't care what she does, how much money she makes, as long as she is serious
"Yingying, needless to say, I've seen it all."

Chen Yu sighed helplessly.

The company has no revenue.

The morale of the employees was shattered, except for the two beauties, everyone wanted to run away.

He has to make changes and make this Chen's Funeral Service Co., Ltd. a good one!
Otherwise, how can I be worthy of my good father, and my good father's good father?
"Mr. Chen."

"Please come in."

A tall, pretty-faced female secretary pushed the door open and entered.

Liu Yaner, a top 985 student majoring in marketing, was hired by Chen Yu as a secretary with a lot of money.

At first, Liu Yaner was worried that Chen Yu would be greedy for her body, but after thinking about it, Mr. Chen is more handsome than first-line male stars, and she doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage. The most important thing is that Mr. Chen gave too much .Her family background is not good. After graduating from university, she can't find a good job. Being Mr. Chen's secretary is really lucrative.
"Mr. Chen, I suggest that you try to enter the live broadcast industry."

"According to my research, the live broadcast and short video industries are popular, and all walks of life can live broadcast!"

"You can carry forward the advantages of our funeral company in the live pk, and then edit them into short videos for post-publication to create heat. If there is heat, there will be traffic, and if there is traffic, it will be converted into passenger flow. This is what we do through online Live streaming is the best way to save offline traffic!"

Chen Yu's eyes lit up.

"Mr. Chen, you are so handsome, there must be many people watching the live broadcast!"

"I used to play songs in the live broadcast room, and I could become a well-known good-looking anchor!"

"I'm the best at this job! Why don't I teach you live broadcasting, and I don't need to raise my salary!"

Bai Yingying glanced at Liu Yan'er, and hurriedly said.

"Okay, I did it!"

"Join the live broadcast and grab the traffic!"

"I don't believe it, the company still can't get customers!"

Chen Yu made a decisive decision. All the live broadcast equipment was quickly configured under the coordination of Liu Yan'er, and then learned how to live broadcast under Bai Yingying's careful guidance.
So a live broadcast room called "Chen's Funeral Services Co., Ltd." was born.

Chen Yu, in a suit and tie, is suave and suave.

Liu Yaner is responsible for monitoring the real-time data of the live broadcast in the background.

Bai Yingying was in charge of directing Mr. Chen's live broadcast and helping him operate the random pk.

"Mr. Chen, we have matched with a PK anchor!"

Chen Yu glanced at the ID—the ghost fire boy Lin Ye!
"The ghost boy?"

"This person can do it!"

"Definitely a potential customer for us!"

(End of this chapter)