Chapter 20: A Three-Way Battle, Millions of Fans Beg for a Fortune Telling



Qi Xiaolin still remembers the bag of fragrant pears her grandfather gave her before she left home after the New Year.

whether.

Was that a sign of separation?

Qi Xiaolin simply couldn't let it go.

Even though Grandpa left with a smile.

Yan Jiu thought about it seriously: "Let me see if I can get in touch with the underworld, then I'll contact you."

Qi Xiaolin: "..."

What do you mean by "open up"?

What underworld?

Is this the underworld I know?

Yan Jiu accepted the deposit and saw the group off.

Looking at the attic, there was nothing but funeral supplies, hearses, morgues, crematoriums, and cemeteries.

Yan Jiu immediately realized the urgency of expanding the site.

Recruiting employees is one aspect.

The expansion of the site is the second.

But Yan Jiu was too poor.

Both Project One and Project Two require money to maintain, and a deposit of 1,000 is simply not enough to fill a gap.

Yan Jiu remembered the urns that had been half-sold before.

It took her 10 minutes.

I designed several styles of urns.

He started a live stream again.

Yan Jiu fixed her phone to the live streaming stand, held the tablet, and scrolled through her design drafts: "Customized urns are available, one-of-a-kind, reasonably priced, and there are discounts for bulk purchases."

[These few flashy but impractical lines from the anchor have completely baffled me.]

[That's a great drawing, don't draw it again next time!]

[Funny.jpg, I live in the same city as the streamer, free shipping?~]

【Your color scheme is even Barbie pink! Good heavens, who would want their urn to be Barbie pink?】

Yan Jiu looked at her design draft.

Is it abstract and ugly?

Her senior classmates often praised her for her talent in painting.

Her senior brother would never lie to her.

Those people must not understand aesthetics!

Yan Jiu felt a pang of guilt and closed the tablet, saying seriously, "Our store supports door-to-door delivery and cash on delivery."

[Hey streamer, can you eat the urns your family uses for cremation?]

Can urns be used for playing mahjong?

Will it use the toilet by itself?

I don't use urns that aren't made from coffins.

[Can I talk to it when I feel emo at night?]

Can I return the item if I'm not comfortable living there?

How much do our urns cost per kilogram?

Please add the link!

Yan Jiu looked at the comments.

I don't understand why they're so unserious.

Was she not serious enough?

The mystery was like a bamboo skewer, firmly pinning Yan Jiu to the grill, flipping her over and over again.

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