An hour later, Zhang Fan and the other two returned to the funeral home.

After a short rest, Zhang Fan arranged for Zhao Yong to contact Zhu Zhuan's family, while he went into the inner room, lay down and watched short videos.

At this time, the Internet has completely turned into the shape of black and white rentals.

Before he had scrolled a few times, Zhang Fan learned from the news that Zhu Zhuanjia, Ma Tiangong, and Brother Hu had surrendered themselves.

Now, all the people on Zhang Fan’s follow list have been cleared, except for the one who turned himself in.

"The system's probability is quite accurate, but unfortunately we only managed to negotiate one deal. Let's keep looking."

Muttering something, Zhang Fan swiped upwards as usual.

The news was wiped out, and replaced by wave after wave of works from marketing accounts.

"Is breaking one's word just bad morals? Come to Brother Funeral and try it!"

《Shock! A certain expert and a certain director both died because of an unspeakable relationship!》

"With just one look at Funeral Brother, another group of illegal organizations were sent in!"

"Just last night, Brother Funeral came across the Black and White Impermanence while checking up on him, and his name was immediately removed from the Book of Life and Death!"

《……》

"Still cutting?"

Among ten videos, marketing accounts were seen seven times. Although it was due to big data calculations, Zhang Fan was still a little surprised.

Although he is very popular online now, the popularity that marketing accounts can get is often only when a certain blogger just becomes popular.

After all, the world is vast and new things happen every day. If marketing accounts do not keep up with the times, they are doomed to fall behind and be crushed by their peers.

Unexpectedly, these marketing accounts not only kept a close eye on Zhang Fan, but even changed their usernames to "Funeral Brother's Attention List", "Funeral Brother's Assistant", "Funeral Brother's Attention Memoirs" and other similar names.

"Cut it well, whoever gets 1 million followers first, we'll follow each other."

Zhang Fan just smiled at this phenomenon and did not reject it.

After clicking on "not interested" several times, he went to his personal homepage.

At this time, the number of followers of his account has reached 15 million.

Looking at the entire Internet, there is probably no one else who can achieve this level of scale without releasing works or doing live broadcasts.

After briefly flipping through the private messages, Zhang Fan returned to the APP homepage and continued looking for customers.

After flipping through about a dozen videos, Zhang Fan finally found an interesting work.

The title of the work alone is attractive enough.

[We are hiring a haunted house sleep tester with a high salary of over 10,000 yuan a day. Come and challenge yourself if you are brave enough! ]

In the video, a thin, greasy man wearing glasses is smiling at the camera with a greasy face.

"Family members, do you know what is the most popular and profitable profession this year?"

“You don’t need any education or skills, and we won’t charge you a penny!”

"That is, the haunted house, the sleep tester!"

"I think everyone knows what a haunted house means, right?"

"Please note that we don't charge you a penny for the whole process. This is our signboard, not selling a course!"

"Our company now has a large number of high-quality haunted houses. In order to verify whether the houses are safe, we are now recruiting haunted house test sleepers."

"The job is simple. You just need to go to the ** and sleep, and that's it!"

"Two thousand for the day shift, three thousand for the night shift, work two days and all night, and you'll get ten thousand. It's that simple!"

"Click on the avatar in the upper right corner, live broadcast now!"

The video blogger's words made his blood boil. Otherwise, Zhang Fan, who deals with corpses for many years, would have been tempted.

"What a coincidence! I went to a haunted house today."

With a sigh, Zhang Fan clicked on the blogger's live broadcast room from the avatar.

After just one look, he was stunned.

This living room layout, this and the decoration style, this is the same room I visited this afternoon, isn’t it? !

How long has it been? Less than two hours, maybe? And the fact that the house is haunted has already been made public?

Or has it been selling products all along, and if they can't be sold, then you do a live broadcast of sleeping in a haunted house every day?

"Zhao Yong was right."

While muttering, Zhang Fan discovered that although this room was the same one he saw at noon, there were many differences between them.

The curtains were changed to a dark color, making the whole room dim, and there were some strange and messy things on the floor and the table.

It seems... it's deliberately made to look old, or perhaps it's trying to create a weird atmosphere.

In front of the live camera, the anchor was introducing with a gloomy face:

"Family, this is where we are the protagonists tonight. We are not in a position to reveal the exact location of this building yet."

"To be honest, someone died in this room three days ago, and the seventh day of mourning hasn't even passed yet!"

"Of course, this is not the most important thing... The most important thing is that the cause of death of the deceased is very strange!"

"According to the neighbor across the street, a woman died tragically in this house five years ago, and the manner and cause of death of the two victims are exactly the same!"

"Everyone in the live studio, because the situation is rather special, anyone who dares to sleep here for one night will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan!"

As soon as this was said, netizens instantly lost their composure and kept posting comments.

[Damn it, anchor, can you please stop scaring people in broad daylight! ]

【Can you turn on the light while you talk? 】

[Is it scary? Is there anything scarier than death? I'll take this order!]

[Ten thousand yuan, wow, isn’t this free money? Oh my god!]

[Don't be fooled, this was the room yesterday and it's still the same today. I don't believe he can't recruit anyone! ]

【User XXX was kicked out of the live broadcast room. 】

【……】

Although what the anchor said was very weird, netizens were attracted by the money and signed up enthusiastically. After all, haunted houses are nothing but feudal superstition.

In front of the mobile phone screen, Zhang Fan was very confused.

Should I sell this house or not?

On the one hand, they hide the fact that it is a haunted house, and on the other hand, they spread the news widely on the Internet... What is going on here?

【bite!】

Just as Zhang Fan was deep in thought, a system prompt sounded in his mind.

[109 online scams, 19 times of playing ghosts to scare people, 19 times of live broadcasts of trying to sleep in haunted houses, 18 times of making up haunted houses, current location - confirmed to be a haunted house! ]

[0% chance of encountering ghosts, 50% chance of being scared to death, accurate customer, host is advised to pay attention! ]

"Um?"

After the system notification sounded, Zhang Fan fell into deep thought.

Pretending to be a ghost to scare people, trying to sleep in a haunted house, and making up a haunted house, why can these three things be done together?

Recruiting with high salaries every day...but in the end I still have to do the recruiting myself. Can’t I recruit anyone with such a high price?

Or, just direct and act it yourself?

After a brief thought, Zhang Fan was almost certain of the blogger's identity.

But what made him curious was why he had to recruit everywhere since he didn't need the employees he recruited.

Never mind, let’s focus on the first hand.

Unable to figure it out, Zhang Fan clicked the follow button.

[Changhong Funeral and Funeral Service has followed the anchor. 】

In the live broadcast room, a message popped up, followed by a bullet screen:

[Brother, it's not fun to sleep in a haunted house, be careful! ]

【？ ？ ？】

【question mark!】

With the appearance of Zhang Fan's barrage, the wind direction in the live broadcast room changed instantly.

[Um, I take back what I said, I don't dare to go to this haunted house. ]

[Ahem, choosing money over life has a prerequisite, and that is the possibility of survival. ]

[I wasn’t afraid before, but now I am…]

[Anchor, I'm telling you quietly, there are already more than a dozen funeral brothers.]

[Note: Although Brother Funeral has never slept in a haunted house, he can create one! ]

【……】

Looking at the comments of netizens in the barrage area, a smile slowly appeared on the blogger's face.

"I'm so scared, brothers. Today's recruitment quota is full. Anyone who is still interested can sign up in the backstage. I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, the anchor quickly turned off the live broadcast and revealed an obscene smile.

"Sleeping in a haunted house is dangerous? That must be a haunted house, right? Hehe!"

After the live broadcast was turned off, a capable young man in professional attire slowly walked out from behind the anchor: "Brother, you are being followed by the funeral brother, do you still need to pay the rent next month?"

"Nonsense, of course I have to pay it. Go back to sleep. Go out and find customers tomorrow morning. Make sure to spread the news about the haunted house. Remember, send them more photos!"

"All right……"

…

Funeral home.

After Zhang Fan exited the live broadcast, he looked at the time and felt that it was about time, so he walked out and asked Zhao Yong about his progress:

"Brother Yong, how is the Zhu Zhuan family's funeral going?"

"Tsk... it seems a bit difficult." Zhao Yong frowned and explained, "I just called Zhu Zhuan's wife, and she said she had already identified the body. She originally agreed, but after hearing about the 300,000 yuan contract fee, she immediately changed her mind."

"You changed your mind?" Zhang Fan looked puzzled and asked, "What did you say?"

"She said he believed in Buddhism and wanted to terminate the contract and find a big temple for the funeral," Zhao Yong explained.

"A Buddhist funeral in a large temple... I'm afraid three hundred thousand won't be enough to pay for it."

Zhang Fan looked hesitant. As a funeral home owner, he certainly knew something about his peers.

Although there are many things in Buddhism nowadays that are just fake, there are still many genuine Buddhist temples.

Since Mrs. Zhu is a devout Buddhist, she must know a few old temples.

But their price...can't be less than 300,000. After all, our 300,000 includes higher-cost services such as cemetery urns.

In Buddhism, I'm afraid the appearance fee for chanting a mantra would be about the same.

Just as Zhang Fan was thinking, Zhao Yong interrupted him and said, "Boss, I just asked around and found out that the temple in our South City only charges 100,000 yuan. Madam Zhu is willing to terminate the contract with 20,000 yuan. I think it's quite suitable."

"No, no, we have to host the Zhu Zhuan family's funeral!"

Zhang Fan waved his hand to refuse without hesitation. It was not about how much money he made, but because this funeral could complete the system task.

Since Mrs. Zhu changed her mind because of money, it is much easier to explain.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Fan said, "How about this, you think of a way to invite him to the store, and we can talk face to face. We can also do it for 100,000 yuan."

"Okay, then I'll try it." Zhao Yong nodded in response.

However, before he could take out his cell phone, a trendy young man suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

"Cousin, I found a good job and I can pay you back all the money in less than two weeks!"

The person who spoke was Zhao Yong's cousin, Zhao Feng.

At this moment, he looks cheerful and full of confidence.