I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 9 Night Lianmai Beauty Makeup Anchor—Be obedient, let's not face the basics
Standing far away, Chu Sisi clenched her back molars.

She no longer cared about being afraid of what Yan Jiu would say, or how to argue her identity to Chu Bian.

Looking at the picture of a happy family of three, Chu Sisi only felt embarrassed and redundant.

Chu Sisi couldn't get involved.

She accidentally used too much force.

Her teeth bit the tip of her tongue, and the smell of iron filled her mouth in an instant, making her wake up.

If it is a foregone conclusion.

Was she going to put herself on the best side, not just sit around and die?
Chu Si thought of the masters on the Internet.

Should she contact the other party again.

tell each other.

She is willing to continue to cooperate.

Willing to cooperate further, just like letting a car break down, the cooperation is invisible.

She wants the Chu family to continue to accept her, and she wants to always have the glory and wealth that no one else can envy!

No one can stop her!
at the same time.

In the receding van.

Yan Jiu smiled and looked at Chu Sisi in the rearview mirror.

No one knows that Yan Jiu likes to disappoint the kind of people who think they are smart the most.

The road covered with bushes gradually disappeared into the depths of the woods, and through the sparse trees, four figures behind the truck could be vaguely seen, which was the source of Yan Jiu's interest.

The aunt's son glanced at Yan Jiu suddenly, and was almost frightened by Yan Jiu's smile.

Yan Jiu's eyes were very calm.

There was no expression fluctuation on the face.

But it gives people an extremely terrifying feeling.

That smile sent chills down the spine.

And suddenly feel the pressure pressing on the face.

At this time, Yan Jiu looked like a vicious person wandering on the dark side.

It is holding an invisible hook and waiting for an opportunity to catch its prey.

The aunt and son just made up their minds, and sent the person to the address with fear throughout the whole process.

Finished unloading.

Straight out and ran into the car.

The truck was speeding along.

Nearly hit the curb.

Yan Jiu, who wanted to greet someone for a drink of water before leaving: "..." You run away as if there is some kind of scourge here!
After Yan Jiu counted the funeral supplies in the yard.

It was completely dark.

She deeply felt the lack of people in the funeral home.

When thinking about how to recruit employees.

Yan Jiu didn't forget to order takeaway for herself.

After she designed the recruitment brochure.

Takeaway also arrived.

"Hi, it's the one with the tail number 1573..."

Yan Jiu held up the mobile phone in the call.

She heard the voice of the delivery boy who stopped abruptly, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw the figure of the other person abandoning the car, screaming "the ghost house has ghost order takeaway" while running away.

Yan Jiu who was mistaken for a ghost: "?"

Yan Jiu, the man behind the pot, silently pushed the delivery boy's tram far away, and then sent someone a text message to comfort him.

Finally, I picked up the snail powder with a little soup sprinkled on it.

Dian Dian back to the house.

Yan Jiu, who never suffers, said to the air: "You owe me a pot, remember to recite it for me next time."

"..."

When you are powdered.

Yan Jiu didn't forget to continue the business.

She opened the Douyin software.

Habitually go through comments and private messages first.

Except for the lively netizens who were watching, most of them asked her when she would broadcast live again, so that they could be mentally prepared.

[Good evening, I just finished reading your deeds, and I have already retracted my feet silently under the bed. 】

[To be honest, the anchor is the only one who makes my heart feel like a roller coaster! 】

[Big Thousand Worlds, I think the host's bones are strange, it's really different, looking forward to your next live broadcast! 】

Yan Jiu put down his chopsticks and finalized: "How about selling custom-made urns live broadcast first? It will attract people as soon as you hear it."

System: [Normal people will be attracted? 】

Yan Jiu said to himself, "A penny can't beat a hero, but money is the start-up capital."

system:【……】

It feels a feeling of Wuyu fucking opening the door for Wuyu and Wuyu coming home.

But he could only silently watch Yan Jiu flip through the video.

Yan Jiu, who decided to work overtime, learned to be smart this time. She only watched local anchors.

Wait for her to become the most popular in the local area first.

Then.

Is it still far from her becoming the best seller in the city's funeral industry?

Yan Jiu binge-watched a large number of videos.

An hour has passed.

Two hours have passed.

There is no precise customer.

High-quality customers are also a minority.

Potential customers do see a lot.

She nodded silently.

Left footprints to show that she had been there.

When she was going to close the "audition" client.

She saw a short video of a beauty anchor whose ID is "Miss Gardenia".

A familiar reminder suddenly appeared before Yan Jiu's eyes.

【Ding!

Test object: Miss Gardenia,
Remarks: high-quality customers,
Mortality: 99.9%,
Time of death: After the first date with an online boyfriend.

It is recommended that the host pay attention immediately! 】

Yan Jiu knows how the system panel classifies customers. If the mortality rate is less than 10%, it will not appear in the customer column, 11%-70% are potential customers, 71%-99% are high-quality customers, and 100% are accurate customers. client.

so far.

Plus the old man on Wholesale Street.

Yan Jiu has seen two people with a 100% mortality rate.

Plus three already high-quality customers.

The beauty anchor in the short video in front of me is the one who is infinitely close to 100% mortality.

The rhythm that will be dropped properly.

Yan Jiu clicked on the short video.

The anchor is looking beautifully in the mirror, teaching makeup every day, and at the same time not forgetting to chat with netizens.

"I'm going out to meet my boyfriend today, Mr. Liu, the son of the local real estate tycoon I mentioned to you earlier."

"Of course I have to do the most exquisite makeup. What do you think is the best clothes to wear when you meet for the first time?"

The anchor's tone couldn't hide her pride.

It seems that the next second I am Mrs. Kuo.

[I'm so envious that Zhizi found true love. 】

[Look at the sour smell of love, 555 lemon fruit on the lemon tree, and there is only me under the lemon tree! 】

[When can I also taste the pain of love, let me die without regret~]

Yan Jiu saw that the anchor Yin's hair was black and his peach blossoms were rotten, which was a sign of death that even good deeds could not get rid of.

Yan Jiu also knew why the anchor was yelling without combining the reminders on the system panel.

It was nothing more than meeting a deadly rotten peach blossom.

Yan Jiu decided to give the other party a hand.

After all, Rotten Peach Blossom is just an innocent disaster for the female anchor, and the female anchor should have a beautiful life.

Yan Jiu: [Don't take the pain of love lightly, cherish life, stay away from boyfriends, the anchor is obedient, we don't show shame. 】

[Pfft, it is reasonable to guess that this friend is a solo mother. 】

[The lines are full of jealousy. 】

[Who is it if you walk slowly and don't see you off?When Gardenia meets true love, that's luck that you can't envy, so don't come out and show your eyes! 】

[Who would have thought that after a day of frightening, I planned to watch a beauty anchor and go to bed, but I caught a glimpse of the existence that made me frightened! ? 】

Yan Jiu didn't pay attention to the barrage in the comment area.

Instead, he glanced at the time under the short video.

20:13 minutes.

It is now 21:02.

There is no doubt that the beauty anchor left the door after recording the video, and [-]% of them will not see her reminder.

Yan Jiu shrugged his shoulders and typed: [Good evening, walk slowly and look forward to serving you through the funeral service. Welcome to consult our store, and you can enjoy a 9.9% discount with your face. 】

The ID address of "Miss Gardenia" is this city.

Although City J is huge.

But subways and high-speed rails are also well developed.

She wishes she could make this one happen!
[Brother Jiu's business can still be in the beauty section? 】

[The anchor is coming back soon, since Master Jiu has spoken, we'd better be obedient and give up the face! 】

【What should I do? Is someone going to slam again? 】

Yan Jiu thought about it, too.

She can still remind others.

There is no reason for such a beautiful person to give up.

Yan Jiu took the initiative to connect with the beauty anchor.

(End of this chapter)