I couldn't help but feel touched, my palms clenched again and again, and I was determined to make the Youcai Mingpiao the boss's most important source of income!
Lin Fan continued to look down and frowned:
"There's something wrong with your defense around the Huangquan ticket station."
Before Master Xue could finish being moved, his nerves tensed up and he hurriedly looked at what Lin Fan was pointing at.
While the Huangquan ticket station was not open to the public, he also asked his driver to take time out every day to patrol around Dongcheng Town.
It also isolates people from the crowd and builds circles of sunshade equipment around it.
At first glance, Master Xue didn't see the problem.
Lin Fan emphasized the key point:
"Specializing tasks is key. Since drivers need to sell tickets, how can we let them patrol the streets again?"
"That……"
Master Xue hesitated for a moment.
Although there is a ghost in a black suit guarding the Huangquan ticket station, there are definitely ghosts or humans who are willing to take risks and come here for the sake of money.
If the man in the black suit has to do every little thing himself, it would be a waste of his talent.
But on his hands, apart from the weird driver, there are only a dozen weird people doing clerical work.
Lin Fan spread out the map of Dongcheng Town and said:
"There are not only people around here, but also parading monsters. We can negotiate directly with them and let them act as our patrol team."
"In this case, if a monster costs 500 ghost notes per month, that would mean a monthly expenditure of over 10,000 ghost notes, right?"
Master Xue thought about it carefully and realized that now that the Youcai Mingpiao had just been launched, he had to control his expenditures.
Otherwise, it is easy to cause operating losses every month.
Spending tens of thousands of dollars every month just to fend off intimidating and life-threatening harassment is really too much.
The man in the black dress nodded strangely and said:
"Allowing drivers to do more work is also for the purpose of improving them, and the chances of them advancing to the next level of road breaking are also greater."
As soon as these words were spoken, the driver speeding in front was so confused that he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel because of this piece of chicken soup.
Through the rearview mirror, the driver stared at the man in the black dress in disbelief.
You are so mean! You are not the boss anymore, but you are still so vicious!
This kind of chicken soup was no longer popular a thousand years ago!
There's also an advancement ramp. I've been chasing the middle path for more than a hundred years, and I can't even reach the peak. How can I hope to break through?
When it was dissatisfied, Lin Fan also said dissatisfiedly:
"No, Driver Guiyi is our core talent. We get commissions from ticket sales, and we also get extra commissions when customers win prizes. How can we do something as trivial as patrolling the streets?"
After hearing what Lin Fan said, the driver's heart was strangely beating fast, as if he was a talented horse that had been spotted by a good horse breeder.
"Then this means at least 10,000 ghost money per month..."
Master Xue seemed a little embarrassed.
Lin Fan said unhappily:
"With so many geniuses, ten thousand ghost notes is so little. People who don't understand would think we can't afford to pay them!"
"Our purpose is welfare and charity."
Lin Fan spoke earnestly, looking at Master Xue, and said word by word:
"The situation has been opened. We are going to give all the weirdos patrolling the streets a chance to win a multi-million jackpot by betting two times per issue!"
——Bang!
The pen in Master Xue's hand fell and his pupils trembled.
People...talents!
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