Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 110 Midnight Live Broadcast?love love love

"Wait, is this Jinshan?"

The more Liu Li looked at it, the more familiar it became. Finally, he patted his head, pulled out the Tencent map in his phone, compared the two sides, and recognized it.

"Aside from having the highest mountain in the capital city, what else does Jinshan have? Such a remote place, how can I have such a fate?"

Liu Li couldn't figure it out.

Isn't the latest time to rescue the "Little Bento Hamster"?

She was still lost on her way back, and she was very impressed.

"Yuner."

Liu Li complained about it, but she didn't forget the important thing to do.

"Check this location and see what is there?"

"Well, I'll let you, Obacha, keep the books."

"Just to say, this is related to whether I can pay back the money, and whether he has money to buy a plane ticket. It is very important. Check carefully and quickly."

Liu Li spoke with confidence, and Yun'er was dumbfounded.

long time acquaintance...

For the first time, the Korean intellectual girl with golden glasses felt what it means to be "the one who owes the debt is the uncle".

After Liu Li gave the order, she acted as the hands-free shopkeeper, leisurely called Xiao Jiu, and drank the tea comfortably.

Yuner clacked and tapped on the keyboard,

It is entirely conceivable that on the other side of the screen, a certain oppa in Seoul who is far away must also be full of "Xiba" and tap the keyboard in the form of an octopus.

In just half an hour,

Brew ten-year-old Shengpu and add water nine times, the taste of the tea is exhausted.

Undoubtedly, it was the good tea that Xiao Jiu brought from home.

Yoona walked over with a tablet:
"Boss, it's found out."

"There is a ghost city that is about to die out—Jinshan Ghost City..."

Following Yun'er's narration, Liu Li took out the good attitude of taking notes when she was in school, and fully understood the place where the first ring was about to open.

"How could this be..."

Liu Li couldn't tell whether she was disappointed or not, she leaned on the back of her exclusive seat and murmured.

"Boss, do you want to go there now?"

Yuner also didn't care about her oppa being crazily squeezed, and asked with some worry.

What worried me was not Jinshan Ghost City, but Liu Li's rare solemn attitude.

"not now."

"I'll go tonight, and now I'll start a live broadcast."

"live streaming?"

Yun'er and Xiao Jiu expressed surprise in unison.

"Yes, live broadcast!"

"It's time for our facilities, which cost 200 million a month, to start."

Liu Li waved his hand: "It just so happens that we have accumulated several customers, cremated them together, and enshrined them together."

She added in her heart: "If I don't start the live broadcast again, I'm afraid that the system will think that I'm passive and sabotage, and some other moth will come out."

Naturally, Yun'er and the others couldn't hear Liu Li's heartfelt voice, they only heard sloppy and coping.

... With so many clients, we deal with it together, can you not be sloppy?

Can you not cope?
Yun'er persuaded: "For example, Zheng Tianyang, didn't he ask Zheng Zha to find a good life?"

"It's all piled together, isn't it?"

Liu Li waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, what's wrong, if you don't believe me, ask Zheng Tianyang, he will definitely say yes."

After a few times of oolong talks between chicken and duck, she barely knew each other, and she had already seen Zheng Tianyang thoroughly.

Yun'er didn't really believe it, so she called Zheng Tianyang, and tentatively arranged for Liu Li to have a collective funeral this afternoon, and enshrine all the ashes in the Spirit Bone Pagoda.

To put it bluntly, I don't even want to give a cemetery.

Whether Zheng Tianyang or the old carpenter, they all gave enough money.

100 million per person, and this is the result?
Yun'er felt guilty when she said the words, she held the phone an arm's length away from her ears, for fear that the roar from inside would burst her eardrums.

He never thought that Zheng Tianyang would agree to attend on time without any objection, and Liu Li would do whatever he said.

"hiss……"

After putting down the phone, Yuner took a breath and began to doubt her life.

If she didn't stay together every day, she would have wondered if her boss had lowered her head for Zheng Tianyang.

"Is it all right? Then it's settled."

Liu Li knew what the answer would be even on her toes.

She continued: "There is no need to notify the fans in advance. This live broadcast will keep everything simple, as long as the meaning is understood."

"I might have another one tonight..."

Liu Li had the idea of ​​killing two birds with one stone in his heart.

It is not only to solve the problem of customer backlog, but also to deal with the KPI of the system, but also to find a reason to announce the live broadcast in the evening.

Based on Liu Li's deep understanding of the urinary system, the first part of the night is definitely related to the live broadcast.

"night?"

"live streaming?"

Yun'er and Xiaojiu looked at each other in dismay, already thinking about the scenes of mass burials in the middle of the night, black lanterns, and Liuli's live broadcast...

Hiss, there is a sense of picture.

Xiaojiu and Yun'er shuddered together, then called Lingnai who had been crying too hard, and began to prepare for the cremation and offering in the afternoon, and of course, there was also a live broadcast.

Amidst the quarrel between whether to eat Japanese food or Korean spicy crab for lunch,

The time came in the afternoon.

Liu Li went to the private funeral home in a luxury hearse modified by GMC.

Xie Yi and his bride are eligible to lie down in this luxurious hearse and ride with Liu Li.

The rest of the customers, especially those with millions of dollars, no matter if they were complete corpses, or just a piece of wooden sign or a piece of hair instead, they were all taken away by another [-]-handed shabby hearse.

Liuli Pavilion——

This is the name of a private funeral home.

Glass Palace——

This is the name of the private coffin tower.

Liu Li personally chose the name amid the "narcissism" and "compliments" in the live broadcast room.

There is nothing special about a private funeral home, except that it occupies a large area, and the cremation workshop is futuristic and efficient, so there is nothing outstanding.

The Liuli Palace (Spiritual Bone Pagoda), a building dedicated to enshrining ashes, has aroused heated discussions among water friends in the live broadcast room.

The Liuli Palace is located on a small hill.

The whole body is dark gold, with metal buckles "golden bricks" built, three stories high, with glazed tiles as the roof, shining colorful brilliance in the sun, like the light of Buddha shrouded for a long time.

The name Liuli Palace seems very appropriate.

The first floor of the Liuli Palace is dedicated to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, with Buddhist prayer flags, perpetually lit lamps, and great monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddha all the year round, accumulating merit for the residents who "live" in the Liuli Palace.

The second floor is where the ashes are enshrined.

The boxes of [-] cm square each are the final destination of the customers.

One room is connected to another, forming a huge cabinet, connecting the ground below and the roof above, just like a tube building, where everyone lives densely.

Here, life is like death, which has been interpreted in a different way.

while alive,
live in a cramped house;

after death,

Still living in a narrow box.

The same can't see the sun, the same can't stretch.

In the barrage of "book a room" and "this is an off-plan house", the water friends in the live broadcast room don't know if they are serious or funny,
Liu Li announced the end of the live broadcast,

And made a forecast:
"Tonight at twelve o'clock, if you can't sleep, you can watch my next live broadcast."

As soon as the voice fell, the barrage went crazy.

At midnight, live broadcast?

Is the funeral livestreamed?
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