Went bankrupt after admitting relatives, picked up garbage on variety shows and became top-notch

Chapter 143
Into the back room to talk?Shen Yanyan immediately thought of those small black houses in TV dramas.

Seeing Old Man Sun leading him to the back room, Shen Yanyan was full of vigilance. After all, this North-South Consulting Company seemed too strange.

What if this old man Sun is going to trick himself here... Oh no, Shen Yanyan remembered that he was still live broadcasting, and there were so many viewers acting as bodyguards for him.

Before entering the room, Shen Yanyan told Old Man Sun that he was doing a live broadcast of a part-time job variety show, and asked if it would be convenient for the conversation to be recorded later.

"Recording the show? Who's coming?"

"Old man Sun, you have become so desolate now, that there is still a program team looking for you?"

Before old man Sun could speak, a harsh middle-aged male voice came from the back room.

"Oh, you're so miserable that you're starting to record fake medicine advertisements that pretend to be masters selling magical medicine to deceive the elderly?"

Old man Sun heard the other party's sarcasm, and there was a trace of bitterness on his smiling face. He wanted to say something, but he stopped in the end.

"There is another guest in the back room, you don't have to be too restrained, this person is not important."

He raised the curtain for Shen Yanyan: "It may not be convenient to broadcast what I'm going to say later, the camera can continue to be turned on, and if I say something about some content, you can manually harmonize it."

Shen Yanyan nodded to express his understanding. After all, we must promote science and positive energy.

She greeted the audience in the live broadcast room, saying that the live broadcast may be muted from time to time.

In order to purify the network environment, the program team has prepared a manual mute button on the miniature shooting equipment.

[Manual harmony?Can't we broadcast what we're going to say next?I am a distinguished VIP user of Penguin Video, but I can't watch it? 】

[I guess it is about the horrors of No. 44 haunted house, such as how many people died and how many people went crazy. 】

[Don't you all know this?I think it must be talking about the secret method of subduing demons and eliminating demons! 】

【Master, I want to learn! 】

[Don't be so silly, maybe they just have some business secrets that cannot be made public. 】

Before Shen Yanyan entered the back room, she was still a little apprehensive. She thought she would see some strange objects, such as some demon dagger, some precious sword and so on.

But after walking into the back room, the emotions in Shen Yanyan's heart were only surprise and sympathy.

The back room that old man Sun mentioned is not even as good as those small black rooms in TV dramas. It is just a small shed made of plastic sheeting, with air leaking from all sides.

The furnishings in the back room are even simpler, a wooden bed, a set of old wooden tables and chairs, a writing brush that is almost bald, and a cracked inkstone on the table.

Shen Yanyan felt that the small house was so fragile that it would collapse if he sneezed.

There were only two chairs in the room, and a middle-aged man with a long beard was sitting on one chair. He was wearing a suit made of expensive fabrics and well-crafted.

It doesn't fit in with this shabby little house.

It seems that this middle-aged man is the guest that old man Sun mentioned.

When Shen Yanyan was looking at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was also looking at her.

This middle-aged man's name is Luther, and he is a well-known Feng Shui master in Jiangcheng.

When he saw Shen Yanyan's beautiful face, he was taken aback for a moment, and then glanced at the unidentifiable brand of clothing on Shen Yanyan, his eyes flashed contempt.

Sitting in the back room, he couldn't hear clearly, only heard Shen Yanyan say the words "shooting" and "recording".

It's probably the advertiser of counterfeit medicine, where can I find a hostess to act as a trustee.

Isn't that how the long-running commercials on local TV stations are performed?
The hostess interviewed a certain master about various difficult diseases, such as diabetes. The master said that he made a decision that violated his ancestors today, and he wanted to disclose the cure for diabetes!

Immediately afterwards, the advertisement began to sell XX magic medicine, and many middle-aged and elderly friends said that they ordered it eagerly, but finally found that it was difficult to protect their rights and not to be cheated.

He naturally disdains to associate with such unskilled liars.

The middle-aged people have automatically classified Shen Yanyan and Old Man Sun as lower than their own.

After all, he, Luther, is a well-known Fengshui master in the industry, and he is backed by a first-class Taoist family. How can he be compared to a down-and-out small family like Old Man Sun.

What's more, old man Sun still has to ask for himself.

Thinking of this, Luther continued to sit on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, facing Shen Yanyan who entered the door and greeted him politely, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Shen Yanyan didn't care too much, she looked at old man Sun's leaky little shabby house, her little face was almost wrinkled into a bitter face, such a consulting company really seemed unreliable.

Seeing Shen Yanyan's expression, old man Sun embarrassedly touched the back of his head: "The humble house is a bit sloppy, don't take offense."

Shen Yanyan caught a glimpse of a large piece of rice paper on the table with the words "South and North Consulting Company" written on it.

"My writing brush looks good!" A trace of narcissism flashed across Old Man Sun's face: "This is my newly written company house number. The previous piece of paper was pasted and blown away by the wind."

The corner of Shen Yanyan's mouth twitched: "Why don't you customize a house number?"

Old man Sun glanced at her inexplicably: "Of course I have no money!"

Shen Yan was at a loss for words, this old man Sun was really not the same as when he was the poorest.

Netizens who were full of expectations originally thought that there would be a hole in the old man's back room, but they didn't expect that the leaky plastic shed could really see the hole and the sky.

[This North-South Consulting Company is so poor, can it afford the salary of Sister Shen's sleep tester? 】

[It was the first time I saw a company that used paper to paste the house number, and it really opened my eyes with a knife. 】

[Is this old man reliable?I feel that the man in a suit sitting over there is much more serious. 】

Shen Yanyan looked suspicious: "Then you will pay me the wages for me to be a sleep tester on time?"

Old man Sun patted his chest and said, "Although uncle is poor, he has a backbone."

Shen Yanyan felt even more unreliable in his heart when facing the old man Sun who was so swearing.

But fortunately, she was prepared. She took out a business contract that she had prepared in advance, in duplicate, and handed one to Old Man Sun.

"Then sign a contract, and take a photo of your company's business license by the way."

Old man Sun looked pitiful: "Can there be trust between people?"

With an indifferent face, Shen Yanyan urged unmoved: "Don't be silly, sign quickly."

After signing the contract, old man Sun cut to the chase: "How much do you know about the job of being a sleep tester in a haunted house?"

A sleep tester in a haunted house is a new profession. Shen Yanyan has heard of it before, and he understands it literally: "There have been murders and other negative events in some properties, and no one dared to take over or move in, which affected Landlord's benefit."

"In order to prove that nothing will happen to their house, some landlords will invite haunted house sleepers to live in a haunted or "unclean" haunted house for one night, to prove that the house is safe and you can live in it with peace of mind?"

(End of this chapter)