This anchor is legal but sick, so he wears it conspicuously

Chapter 54: Remodeling the funeral parlor and frightening the cameraman
Netizens looked at the high-spirited boss and didn't know what to say.

: "The boss must be confused. How can it be so easy to go public? He was fooled by the anchor."

: "Su Shen didn't come from MLM, right? He's so eloquent that I was moved when I heard it."

: "I'm looking forward to it. I really can't imagine how Su Shen will build this funeral parlor."

: "I don't think I really want to make a short video, then I will be scolded to death. If I think about this in the morning, I will probably start complaining."

: "..."

Netizens have high expectations and want to see what Su Haozhe will do.

Inside the store.

Su Haozhe and his boss are still thinking about the future.

"Boss, we should create some more special themes."

"For example, for funerals, if the old man was a soldier during his lifetime, we can create a red theme and burn a few tanks, airplanes, etc."

"If you are a theater fan, we can find some opera singers and sing while walking to the cemetery."

"..."

The more Su Haozhe talked, the more excited he became, feeling that his mind had completely opened up.

"Your idea is great. I will fully support you. There is a lot to be done."

The boss clapped his hands and thought this was very interesting.

These days, people are pursuing individuality and everything needs to be customized, and funerals are no exception.

This is a funeral parlor, is it okay to laugh like this?
The cameraman Yang Ge stood aside and looked at the two people talking and laughing, feeling very strange.

: "Damn, why am I so excited just listening to it? When I leave, I must get some Ultraman."

: "Su Shen is really a business genius, you can't really be screwed by him, right?"

: "It sounds so attractive, and it doesn't feel scary anymore. Am I also crazy?"

Netizens were also conquered by Su Haozhe's imagination.

At first, everyone was a little scared, and some people thought it was unlucky, but now they feel less conflicted.

"Boss, let's take it step by step. A salary of 5000 is not much, right?"

After Su Haozhe finished talking, he started talking about money.

"This store doesn't have a heavy workload, so I'll give you 3000 plus commission. Not only the commission for this store, but also the one-stop shop."

The boss was reluctant to part with Su Haozhe, a talented person, but five thousand was a bit high, so he compromised.

"Deal, happy cooperation."

Su Haozhe shook hands with the boss and finally made up his mind.

"This is the key here. Let's talk about it later and see how to transform it."

The boss gave Su Haozhe a key and took his mother home.

This store was left to Su Haozhe.

"Are we going to work here from now on?"

The cameraman, Brother Yang, still felt eerie and a little scared.

"Nonsense, this is what I challenge, but there is a problem."

Su Haozhe looked at the cameraman, "Where should we stay at night?"

"I have a tent provided by the program team. Just find an open space and set it up. You can find a place by yourself."

Brother Yang is a staff member, so he naturally has a place to sleep.

"I have no money and no ID, so I'm looking for a place to go."

Su Haozhe looked at Brother Yang, "Tell me, if I beat you out, will the program team provide another tent?"

"Farewell, just ask the boss to rent you a house. This old community is probably not expensive."

Brother Yang quickly shook his head.

"That's it. Your tent belongs to me first. If not, we can just squeeze in."

Su Haozhe raised his arms to exert force, and the muscle lines on his arms were like long snakes.

"you're right."

Brother Yang nodded knowingly.

"These days, funeral supplies are also advancing with the times. There are also iPhones, mahjong, and this is a sports car..."

Su Haozhe took a look in the store and found that some things were quite interesting.

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at the same time.

In a house in the community.

Many people gathered together for a meeting, each holding a cigarette, some sitting and some lying down.

The room was filled with smoke, and those who didn't know thought it was a fire.

"Please report the situation. How many tickets were made today."

A man leaning on the bed with a fierce scar on his face smoked a cigarette and asked.

"Boss, I bought three mobile phones today. I will sell them tomorrow. I think I can make several thousand dollars."

The pickpocket smiled and reported his achievements.

"Boss, I have selected a family and started taking action. I will close the net in the next few days and I should be able to get a few thousand out."

A man wearing a Taoist priest's costume said with a smile.

"Why don't you two talk?"

The scarred man looked at the two beggars.

"Well, we lost 300 yuan today, mainly because we met a bitch."

When the beggar thought of Su Haozhe today, his teeth itched with hatred. "Losed 300? Are you a loser? You can still lose money if you beg for food."

The scarred man narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up a shoe and pulled it away.

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

Everyone else in the room laughed.

"Boss, I'll work harder tomorrow. What a surprise today."

The beggar lowered his head and had nothing to say.

"Look at your performance."

The scarred man snorted, very dissatisfied with the results of the two men.

Fortunately, the others' records were good, and the scarred man was in a pretty good mood.

"Okay, let's disperse. Be careful out there and don't get caught by the police."

The scarred man flexed his fingers and said, "I'm going to go racing tonight."

Most of the people living in this old community are elderly people, and there are still many houses that are unoccupied.

But no one noticed anything unusual here.

the next day.

Su Haozhe woke up from the tent with a yawn.

"Brother Yang, you got up so early."

Su Haozhe saw that Yang Feng had gotten up.

"You take up one-eighth of the space. I can't sleep without getting up."

Brother Yang also yawned as he spoke.

"It's all because the show crew is so stingy. The tent they gave you is so small, so you won't be able to sleep well."

Su Haozhe came out of the tent as he said that. Today's main task is to renovate the store.

This is a one-person tent, so two people won't be able to sleep well.

Brother Yang looked at Su Haozhe resentfully.

"It's okay, no, you can sleep in the store during the day."

Su Haozhe said with a smile.

"Put it down, I'm afraid I won't wake up."

Brother Yang shook his head repeatedly.

I don't dare to sleep in a funeral parlor. If someone misunderstands me and takes me to the crematorium, it will be over.

"Let's go, we are going to have a big fight today, I already have an idea."

Su Haozhe first had to modify the layout and lighting of the store.

Now it looks very crowded inside, the lights are dim, and it looks eerie. Who would want to come to a place like this?

Soon the decoration workers came and started working according to Su Haozhe's instructions.

The walls were directly covered with white wallpaper, and under the light, the room immediately became brighter.

Some unimportant items were all put in the cabinet. What was usually sold were candles, yellow paper, and ghost coins.

This family seems to have made a fortune, and it has even been renovated.

A man passed by and took a look inside.

5 minutes passed.

The man walked back again, observing his surroundings as he walked.

This person is none other than one of the pickpockets who attended the meeting last night.

"Is this a model?"

Brother Yang watched as several plastic mannequins were brought in, just like those in clothing stores.

"Yes, your shroud needs to be seen by others, otherwise you won't be able to sell it."

Su Haozhe moved the model into the house, took out several sets of shrouds and put them in it.

Looking at the model inside the door, Brother Yang felt a chill on his back.

"It's unreasonable for you to put the model here."

Brother Yang felt awkward, and the funeral parlor was too frightened to have a few dummies.

"You're right, we have to be more creative."

Su Haozhe thought about it and decided that it should fit the characteristics of this store.

then.

Su Haozhe found some wires and directly hoisted the model up and displayed it in the air.

Just imagine.

You arrive at a funeral parlor.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw several dummies wearing shrouds hanging from the roof. How did I feel?

He would probably be treated as someone who had just died and not yet been buried.

"This gives it a bit of a scary feel, which is in line with the temperament of a funeral parlor."

Su Haozhe nodded with satisfaction.

"I'll go, what is this!"

When Brother Yang came back from going to the toilet, he looked up and collapsed on the ground in shock.

(End of this chapter)