I am the funeral anchor, a small group who is concerned about crying

Chapter 146 Pick a coffin skin you like?

After Chen Yu downloaded the broadcast.

Xiao Tuantuan's head was empty.

The ringing in the ears reverberated for a long time.

He didn't even hear the knock on his own door.

"Tuanzi! Duanzi?!"

"Apprentice, are you home?"

"Open the door, Xiao Tuantuan, we're here to find you!"

In a trance, she regained consciousness.

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, one by one asking himself what's wrong.

Some people even said that they should call an ambulance for themselves.

She felt that everything in front of her seemed a little unreal.

Was he dreaming just now?

Or really?

"Anchor, wake up!"

"It's over, won't you pass away on the spot?"

"Damn it! So scary? Didn't do anything, just died on the spot and ascended to heaven?"

"Tuanzi, Ma and the others are calling you outside! Hurry up and open the door!"

"You can't open the door! How do you know it's Mr. Ma and not Black and White Wuchang who knocked on the door?"

"??? Dude! Isn't this too evil?"

"These are extraordinary times! Anything is possible!"

……

Hearing the rapid knocking on the door.

Xiao Tuantuan walked to the door of his house in a daze like a walking dead and opened the door.

Open the door.

I saw my master teacher Ma, sister Zhou or PDD standing at the door of my house together.

Seeing that Tuanzi looked as if he was mourning his concubine.

There was a sinking and a thumping in my heart.

Could something have happened?
"Apprentice, are you okay?"

Teacher Ma looked worried.

Anyone who often watches Mr. Ma's live broadcast will know it.

Although Lao Ma is usually very abstract.

Often sick.

But this character is nothing to say.

When you are old, you don't ask for anything in return when you bring newcomers.

And he is very kind to others and has a high emotional intelligence.

This time when I saw something happened to the group, I rushed over immediately.

"Are you all right, Tuantuan? Let me see, let me see quickly."

Sister Zhou moved her hands up and down, checking (luan) and checking (mo).

When they come out, they all bring their own live broadcasts.

The main purpose is to give real-time news to those who care about this matter and the dumplings.

Seeing sister Zhou's move.

The live broadcast room immediately burst into tears!
"Sister Zhou, is Li Zaigan a demon?"

"Can I come for this kind of inspection?"

"I suspect that Tuanzi still has ulterior scars on his body, let me take a look!"

"Don't move! I'm a doctor and I'm qualified to practice medicine. Let me do it!"

"Okay, now the threshold for chasing Tuanzi is getting higher and higher, right?"

……

Sao Zhu stood beside him with his mouth slightly open.

Frowning made the whole person look even more wrinkled.

"Ya'er, I'm afraid there is nothing wrong with your body, and your soul has already been taken away."

Teacher Ma and sister Zhou were so frightened that they stopped moving.

Those who were paid attention to before were accidents.

Those are all forms of damage visible to the naked eye.

You tell me now that it might be fine physically.

But the soul is gone? ? ?

What a Nimaha!

You don't even know when it happened.

Those who didn't know thought you were just asleep!

……

At this time, Chen Yu had come to the coffin factory to meet the boss and his two secretaries.

have to say.

Come to this kind of place at night.

It does give people a gloomy feeling.

Can you look at the coffin boards full of factories without being afraid?

If ordinary people come, they may directly pee their pants.

But Chen Yu and the others are no strangers to it.

There are not only hundreds of coffins and corpses in hand in a month, but also fifty.

Some people may think that fifty deaths a month is a lot.

But you have to know that on average, 300 people will die in Shanghai every day.

Fifty people a month came to Chen Yu's hands.

Actually not much.

What's more, he is now basically regarded as an officially designated funeral company in Shanghai.

The reason is also very simple.

Either be afraid, or believe.

What I'm afraid of is that if His Royal Highness Death does not deal with it, it will bring some bad luck at that time.

Those who believed were people who thought Chen Yu was so capable.

If it can be sent away by him.

After that, I will definitely be able to live better down below.

"Mr. Chen, the styles you want are all here. If there are no problems, I will start mass production."

The boss of the coffin factory nodded and bowed.

If he can make Chen Yu's business, he will take off immediately!
Chen Yu looked at the coffin and suddenly had an idea.

"Wait for me a moment, I'll start a live broadcast."

Ok? ? ?
Isn't this just off the air?
Why is it starting again?

Chen Yu explained while fiddling with the phone.

"I just thought of one thing, that is, when we do business, we need to analyze market demand and meet customer demand."

"I think it's best for customers to choose these coffins themselves."

???

The people present were speechless again.

How did your 37-degree mouth say such cold words?
Let customers choose by themselves, and send them to the coffin by themselves?
After a while, Chen Yu restarted the broadcast.

Some viewers who hadn't left in the live broadcast room saw Chen Yu come back.

Instantly surprised.

"What? Why are you back again?"

"Yo! Take it back!"

"Is this a surprise?"

"You translate for me, what the hell is it called a surprise!"

"By the way, where is Brother Yu so late?"

"Looking at the back, it seems to be in a factory... Hiss! Wait, why do I seem to see a coffin... a coffin???"

"Huh?? A coffin??? Damn it! I remembered, Brother Yu said before the broadcast that he was going to the coffin factory!"

……

With Chen Yu's return.

The popularity of the live broadcast room also soared again.

It was about to cool down originally, but this wave of counterattacks directly warmed it up.

At this time, many people were still unable to sleep.

Now that Chen Yu is back, he is at the coffin factory again.

Of course, everyone was excited to tell each other.

"Good evening, dear, I'm mainly here today to choose a few coffins, and the boss has ordered a few coffins for me."

"I think the most important thing is that customers like it, so let me ask you what kind of coffin do you prefer to lie in?"

Originally, the audience in the live broadcast room was a little bit watching the excitement and looking for novelty.

But after listening to what Chen Yu said.

The smile froze directly on his face.

Nima!

I thought, usually no one would lie in a coffin without a problem, right? ? ?

You ask which coffin we like to lie in, how the hell do I know?
But according to the law of conservation of smiles.

Smiles don't disappear, they just shift.

At this moment, Chen Yu smiled so happily.

I just downloaded it, and now I'm back.

Even if the popularity is still so high, why can't you choose a good style of coffin?
But after waiting for a while.

He found that there seemed to be no movement on the barrage.

They are begging themselves to forgive them.

Think about it too.

Everyone is fine and will not lie in the coffin to try their feelings.

After thinking about it, since ordinary people can't do it.

Then find the kind of prospective customers who are about to become your customers!

As soon as he thought of this, he clicked on Xiao Tuantuan's live broadcast room.

Well, the anchor I just followed is still hot!
And don't girls like things like "skin"?

Let her make a coffin skin she likes, and she will go on the road happily!

(End of this chapter)