Ghost Shelter System

Facts have proven that a bunch of people with empty ideals can never accomplish anything.

When no one is managing the team, it is easy for the team to go astray. Yuan Xinghan and Huo Qi's gang each have their own ideas and good ability to act, but they cannot unify the overall goal.

During the weekend discussion, everyone was divided. Qin Kun looked at these guys, fearing that they were ready to fight.

"It must be in line with the style! Is there anything wrong with my design draft?" Yuan Xinghan asked.

"You have to consider profit. Your design draft is fine, but profit is the key. All we can do is attract traffic here and add icing on the cake. Monetization is a problem." Hodge said seriously.

"I'm not afraid of losing money, but I'm afraid of not being popular. I agree with Brother Yuan that it's more important to have a good style and attract traffic first." Wu Senran, who is preparing to open a barbecue restaurant, expressed his thoughts.

"You can't just look at what's in front of you!" Huo Qi couldn't help but look at Li Zhe.

Li Zhe nodded in agreement: "Indeed, everyone is not here just to play for tickets. Since this place wants to make a profit, it is not as simple as just designing it well and attracting customers. There will always be times when you get tired of seeing novel places."

At this moment, when everyone was arguing, Old God Qin Kun was sitting at the head of the table.

Tu Xuanxuan next to her whispered: "Director Qin, please express your opinion."

Qin Kun held the phone and his face was stunned: "Me? Just wait. The eldest lady will have an opinion later."

Miss?

Everyone turned their attention behind Qin Kun.

Chu Qianxun was sitting there at the moment, staring at a candlestick, the firelight reflected in his eyes. As Han Yao's girlfriend, Tu Xuanxuan knew that this was the daughter of Qixing Real Estate and the number one female fortune teller in the Southern Sect.

The others were not very familiar with her. Except for Xu Yang who had dealt with Chu Qianxun, the others only knew that this girl was the owner of the inn and the major shareholder of Shidong Village. Other than that, they knew nothing about her.

The candlelight flickered, and it was clearly daytime outside. When the candlelight was lit, it seemed to absorb the white light outside, making the candlelight brighter, the room darker, and a gloomy feeling came over, making people feel that the surroundings were enveloped. A weird atmosphere.

The focus of the discussion shifted to Chu Qianxun, and then back to Shidong Village. After an hour, everyone was tired, and suddenly, it felt like it was dawn around them.

Everyone found that the strange candle went out.

"Follow this."

Chu Qianxun said as he drafted a plan, which was the development strategy of Shidong Village after everyone took shares.

Guys like Li Zhe and Xu Yang who often deal with business planning have never seen anyone formulate a development strategy and be able to do it in one go.

There are nine in total, each with clear logic and unique strategies, and they can be connected with each other to form a whole. Li Zhe's eyes glowed frequently when he looked at them.

Even the publicity and traffic monetization that everyone cares about have been taken into consideration.

"ox!"

Li Zhe put down the planning book and rubbed his hands enthusiastically: "Miss Chu, I am Li Zhe. May I ask if you have any free time? I would like to ask you to be a lecturer and give classes to my planning department. Do you think you can... "

Of course Chu Qianxun would not agree. Thinking that this was Qin Kun's friend and a member of his own tour group, he smiled apologetically and continued to remain silent.

Xu Yang coughed dryly: "Azhe, Miss Chu's car is a luxury car, and she is definitely not short of money. If it's a big event, it's okay to ask her to come out. The scale of your company is too small. No less than a great god.”

Li Zhe shrugged helplessly, and he just asked. Compared with Chu Qianxun, the planning done by our own planning department is rubbish. Research relies on fantasy, and strategy relies on drawing cakes. I really want to give them a beating...

Qin Kun also laughed: "The eldest lady is an expert, so don't think about it."

There is something Qin Kun didn't say. The development strategy formulated by Chu Qianxun is completely divination. Every causal line is calculated down and only the most suitable one is left. This is equivalent to combining the most suitable possibilities from everyone's opinions. , to put it bluntly, we still have to rely on everyone to give their opinions first.

If the plan formulated by your planning department is unreliable, the calculated results will also be a mess.

After the matter was decided, Chu Qianxun was also regarded as a military advisor. Qin Kun, the core figure, could not control the matter, so they followed Chu Qianxun's opinion and started working enthusiastically.

Huo Qi and Wu Senran began to decorate the store.

Yuan Xinghan brought a junior student who was a teacher from the art department and a group of students here to investigate design.

Xu Yang, as the snakehead, contacted processing plants and material suppliers.

In her spare time from broadcasting, Tu Xuanxuan started dubbing town sound effects.

Everyone was in high spirits, and Chu Qianxun was not stingy either. He gave Yuan Xinghan a large empty house as an art area, a dubbing area for Tu Xuanxuan, and a private psychological clinic and barbecue restaurant for Huo Qi and Wu Senran. s room.

While everyone was following the steps, Qin Kun also received many ghost stories on the forum. On the one hand, they were handed over to Tu Xuanxuan to sort out, and on the other hand, he had to go out for a while because of a certain story.

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June, a prefecture-level city in southwest China.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, a shuttle bus carrying a gas bag stopped at a suburban cemetery, and a young man stepped off.

Her long hair was combed back and tied into a small braid, with two strands of hair hanging down from her forehead. It’s hot here during the day and cold at night. The young man wears a short jacket, outlines his well-proportioned muscles, and his eyes are sharp and wild.

Qin Kun looked at the lights in the city and estimated that there was still some distance. He took out his bicycle from the flexible space and drove towards the city unsteadily.

The dance hall feels like an entertainment venue that has been eliminated by the times. I didn’t expect it to still exist here.

The neon lights at the entrance of a dance hall called "Tian Mei" have been half dimmed, turning into the "Big Ghost" dance hall.

Qin Kun frowned and took a deep breath of cigarette.

"It's so unlucky..."

The corridor of Tianmei Ballroom is cramped, with posters of Aaron Kwok's youth on both sides, which have turned yellow. After opening a soundproof door, the sound of the dancing demons came out from inside.

The dance hall is very big, the music is very old, and the dance floor is full of elderly brothers and sisters. They are old-hearted, and this place is part of their lives, and it can also be regarded as a way to relieve stress.

Qin Kun also entered the stage and danced for a while, drawing a dragon with his left hand and a rainbow with his right hand. Under the flickering light ball, Qin Kun's eyes were focused on the surroundings.

Nothing noteworthy guy.

At least not yet.

After the wild dance music ended, it became softer and the pas de deux began. Qin Kun had no partner and did not want to participate, so he left the dance floor.

Along the dim corridor, Qin Kun opened the door of a single room and walked in.

"Private room 104, right?"

In a single room, there was a group of middle-aged people drinking. Their faces were full of anger. When they heard this, they shouted sharply: "Who are you?"

Qin Kun lit a cigarette, waved his hand to drive away the drinking girl, and sat across from the group of people: "Who is Yan Cheng?"

As soon as he finished speaking, six or seven middle-aged people suddenly stood up. Qin Kun locked his eyes on the middle-aged man who was still sitting on the sofa and said, "It looks like it's you?"

He was a plain-looking man, his clothes were not flashy, and his decorations were not special. There were no gold chains, gold rings, or anything on the teeth.

But very stable.

The man took a sip of wine and asked with a smile: "I am. Little brother, is something wrong? Did one of my brothers offend you, or was there some misunderstanding in business?"

Qin Kun picked up the wine, gave a distant toast, and then drank it: "None of them. I came to listen to your story. You said that if I dare to come to this place, I will finish the story on the Internet. I am very interested, so coming."

The man was stunned: "The hometown of Bones?"

"uh-huh."

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