Ghost Shelter System

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Chu Qianxun sat next to Qin Kun with wide eyes. Qin Kun narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Please take your hands off my thigh, thank you."

Chu Qianxun blushed, pinched Qin Kun's thigh with his little hand, and asked curiously: "Qin Kun, what were you talking about just now? What kind of blood-cutting Taoist soldiers are from the cult?"

Since Old Immortal Chu had never mentioned these past events on the road of life and death, Qin Kun didn't know how to talk about them.

"The blood-cutting Taoist soldiers are the living dead, remember Jiang Yang, right? That's his kind. If you want to know more details, ask your grandpa."

He said something perfunctory and asked: "By the way, I remember you said that you made a plan for me that can make a lot of money!"

Qin Kun's eyes shone and he rubbed his hands. This was the main reason why he agreed to live in Chu Qianxun's home in the first place.

Qin Kun didn't read much, but he had a strong self-esteem. Growing up, he didn't want to be looked down upon. In the past few years, I have been tempered by society, and I have lost a lot of my spirit. But deep down, I really hope that I can do something good, be respected by my relatives and friends, and bring glory to my parents and sisters.

Qin Kun naturally attached great importance to the plan Chu Qianxun mentioned.

Chu Qianxun put on a pair of glasses and became polite. She skillfully opened her laptop, connected it to Qin Kun's computer, and took out her plan on a wireless explanation software.

"This is a standard format enterprise development plan. Of course, if it is customized for you, it will be enough for you to understand."

Chu Qianxun was operating her laptop, while Qin Kun was sitting in front of his computer, looking at the explanation arrows on the screen and the market analysis chart made by Chu Qianxun.

Qin Kun was a little surprised and smiled dryly: "Are you a little too serious? I have never seen such a detailed plan."

Chu Qianxun regained her aloofness, and behind the lens she was no longer a silly and sweet rich lady, but a sensible and mature white-collar woman in the workplace.

"If you want to make a lot of money, you have to conduct detailed investigations and obtain the most comprehensive information to formulate the most appropriate development direction."

"Qin Kun, male, 22 years old, profession, undertaker in a funeral home, monthly salary 8,000+, annual salary plus dividends and additional income, around 11W. A set of real estate, rough, house price 2,700, 127 square meters, value 30W, there is room for improvement. Personal Savings, around 15W.”

"You investigate me!!!" Qin Kun couldn't believe it, as if he had been seen through by Chu Qianxun.

"You are wrong. When I made this plan for you, I regarded you as my client. Naturally, I wanted to know everything about you." Chu Qianxun continued, "Nowadays, a series of old feudal superstitious businesses have become common in the inland. The recession was not complete, but it was not completely abandoned. The rise of some rituals, processing of supernatural events, home feng shui industry, tomb robbing and gold mining, etc., revived feudal superstition once again.”

"It's said to be feudal superstition, but except for the ghost hunter, everything else is a profession left by our ancestors."

"In the ghost hunter industry, taking the southeastern coast as an example, there are 621 large and small temples and Taoist temples with average incomes ranging from 50W to 100W, totaling 450 million. There are 44 large and small temples with average incomes ranging from 100W to 1000W, with a total income of over 100 million. There are still 17 places, totaling 2.3 billion. So, among the three levels of this big cake, which one do you think is the highest level you can achieve?"

The lowest-end temples and Taoist temples... have 50W to 100W every year? !

The highest one can still exceed 100 million?

Qin Kun had never seen numbers have such a powerful impact, and whispered: "If it were a ghost hunting agency, with my ability, I could earn at least 500, no, 10 million every year, right?"

Qin Kun reported what he thought was an astronomical figure.

You can get anywhere from 10 to 40W for one mission. If you can receive 20 such private missions a year, it shouldn't be a big problem. But this kind of mission is rare. He is just a small person in Linjiang City. Not to mention Nanzong, there are other second-level ghost-catching forces, so it is impossible for him to get it.

So 1000W is already his most ideal goal.

Chu Qianxun said: "Okay, 1000W. On the basis of this 1000W, you need a lot of fame. There is no way. If you want to make money, you have to be cliche. If you are famous, you can't promote it online. If it is spread by word of mouth, the marketing expenses will be all It's worth tens of millions. If you expand it to the circle of wealthy people on the southeast coast, and let that circle recognize you and ask you to do things thousands of miles away, it will cost at least hundreds of millions of dollars in promotion."

"You also know that the inherent circle has been finalized. Even if you have the ability, rich men may not entrust you with important tasks when you go to the southeast coast. Even Qingquan Temple there is more famous than our Seven Star Palace. There are so many, not to mention you are just an unknown person."

"So, if you want to open a ghost hunting agency, the first thing is to recruit informants. There are three levels of informants. One, those who have a reputation among civilians, two, those who have a reputation among the middle-level people, and three. Those who can talk to rich people. These informants are your source of business. Otherwise, even if your firm opens, I am sure that you will not be able to pay the rent in 3 months. And this kind of informants , the first two cannot bring you material rewards at all, and the third one is extremely difficult to find. If you want to take this road, it will be very difficult."

Qin Kun was stunned. The goal of 1000W seemed not enough to promote his fame.

"But I only want money, not fame." Qin Kun said doubtfully.

Chu Qianxun rolled his eyes at Qin Kun: "You're not famous? Who will take advantage of you? Do you expect those people to invite you to catch ghosts and eliminate demons? There are hundreds of temples and Taoist temples blocking you. Not to mention the unofficial followers." If you want to make money in this industry, you have to be famous, and it’s not enough to be small.”

"Do you understand the psychology of rich people? If you want to use it, use the most expensive one. A series of problems that money can solve are not problems." Chu Qianxun raised his eyes and looked sharply.

Qin Kun took a deep breath. Is this the difference between a small person and a big person?

"Then...otherwise, just do a few small jobs and earn hundreds of thousands a year."

Chu Qianxun said: "My suggestion is that you don't need to make money at all."

Qin Kun was confused. He couldn't keep up with Miss Chu's thinking.

Seeing Qin Kun's puzzled expression, Chu Qianxun said: "Qin Heigou, you are not bad at it. In fact, changing your mind is the way out. Why don't you help those rich guys for free? The favors of those people are worth more than gold. It’s still worth the money.”

Qin Kun flattened his mouth and said angrily: "Damn! Can you come up with some reliable ideas? It doesn't matter who I help. I can't just spend money and run away, right? Even those young people nowadays still have a purpose to travel on a budget. What about the world? I go all the way to the southeastern coast to show off to those rich people? Is there something wrong with me?"

Chu Qianxun suddenly smiled: "It's true that you are sick. But the masters can just go wherever they go, give some pointers, catch ghosts, exorcise demons and so on. So I suggest that you don't chase those vanity fairs. Now, it would be very convenient to open a travel company and solve all the evil things we encounter."

Qin Kun stood up with a look of disinterest.

Depend on! Seeing how she made such a detailed plan, do you think Chu Qianxun really has an idea? Travel company, me? I haven't even graduated from high school. If you ask me to engage in the tourism industry, I won't be able to calculate the results well. What a waste. The compensation will cost you your life.

"If there's nothing else, I'll cook first, miss."

Turning on the gas stove, Qin Kun prepared the meal skillfully. Qin Kun was not prepared to talk about this topic.

Damn it, you are a poor person, so you should do your duty.

At the door of the kitchen, Chu Qianxun crossed her hands on her chest and leaned against the door frame, watching Qin Kun cooking in an apron. She smiled lightly and said, "Don't you think that a tourist route with the theme of horror adventure will be very popular?" Are people welcome? The destination is ghost villages and haunted houses all over the interior. This kind of death trip attracts people, which is more interesting than you spending great efforts to do things for those rich people, right? Use these people's money to support you For travel expenses, if we can solve the troubles caused by rich people, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?”

Qin Kun stopped cutting vegetables, put down his kitchen knife, and heated up two portions of instant rice.

Qin Kun's eyes were shining with golden light, and he said seriously: "Miss, I don't have much education and experience, so don't take it to heart. We can discuss the suggestions you just made in detail."

"No, I want to eat pork ribs, but the instant rice is too disgusting! It's like what pigs eat!"

"No problem!" Qin Kun said solemnly: "Niu Meng, I leave this instant rice to you." After that, he stuck an incense stick on the rice.

Niu Meng stood beside him without tears: "Brother Kun, I heard everything that girl just said!"

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