My House of Horrors

“Chen, where have you been? Why are you so late?” Uncle Xu pulled Chen Gong's arm, afraid that he would lose money and pull him behind him.

“I just got back from the city bureau and cooperated with the police in a cache case. ”

“What?”

Not only Uncle Xu, even some of the people who came here stopped. Shouldn't the general answer be traffic jams, toilets, etc.? This conversation jumps too far, it's not a normal way to open it at all!

“Hidden bodies?” Uncle Xu glanced at Chen Song and suddenly forgot what he should say.

“Well, unlike the last case of doomsday, it should not be public. ”

And last time? The extermination case? A few people who had been so fiercely surrounded by the outside world somehow spurned it.

“Well, I'll take care of it.” Chen Guo stood in front of those people: “What do you want from me? ”

He went to that station alone. Instead, he was much stronger than the other party. Several people blocked in the doorway of the haunted house looked at each other. The last middle-aged man, the shortest, was pushed out embarrassingly.

“We are from Qin Guang Studio. You used unfair competitive methods last night to hire the mercenary to spread rumors, causing reputational damage to Qin Guang...”

“Am I using unfair competitive means? You guys know how to buckle a hat. Who's copying?” Chen Song interrupted each other's words directly: “If it's okay, you can go, don't disturb the tourists' normal tours. ”

“Qin Guang's live broadcast is just the same place as you chose. You can't say that the later one copied your idea because you broadcast it live there first.” The middle-aged did not leave and tried to justify themselves.

“By comparing me to Qin Guang's live video, the reasoning in the room at the beginning is exactly the same. The whole process is imitation, isn't this plagiarism? ”

“He's just imitating you at the beginning, and the drama behind him has its own innovation, which is not called plagiarism at all, but following the wind at best. ”

Chen Gong had never seen such a brazen man. He was too lazy to take care of each other, open the Haunted House fence and prepare for business.

“You're a new anchor, and we understand what you're thinking, but you know it's not that easy.” The middle-aged man took a document out of his bag and initially Chen Song thought it was a lawyer's letter or something, but he obviously overestimated each other's resolve.

“You're not from this circle, there's something you don't understand, and a lot of the ancestors are stacked with money and traffic. You now seem to have reached the heat, the momentum is very strong, but it is unlikely that the platform will offend Qin Guang for a new person, because Qin Guang was launched by the platform, his interests and platform are tied together.” The middle-aged man raises the file in his hand: “Still, that sentence is mutually beneficial. If you agree to stop malicious attacks on Qin Guang and make a public apology on your personal homepage, we will pay you some compensation. But if you want to go alone and continue to invite the Navy to Qin Broadcasting Room in a rhythm to get popularity for your own live broadcast room, we will contact the platform to block all your recommended channels. ”

“Don't pull yourself into the Navy, this pot doesn't carry the Navy, it's just that the passers-by can't watch.” Chen Gong doesn't care about the threat, because the platform has never arranged a recommendation for him, and even he doesn't know very well how to get so much attention.

“It's not good for everyone to think about it.” The middle-aged man's attitude softened and he couldn't see the hardness of the door before. Originally, five or six of them came to Xingshi together to inquire about the crime, the momentum was fierce, but before they had come forward, Chen Song's words disrupted all the plans.

In fact, it's not their fault, normal people who would have thought that Chen Gong's opening was a case of hiding dead bodies and exterminating doors. It sounds too scary.

“Never mind, I already know my selling points for short videos and live broadcasts and can quickly regroup fans even if I'm forced off the platform.” Chen Guo hurried Qin Guang's studio people aside and informed Xu Wan to prepare for business.

He's been running all night, and he's a little stuck, sitting outside buying tickets.

After the first few waves of tourist experience, several people from Qin Guang's studio came back.

“How come you guys are like dog cream? No tour. Get out of the way, okay?” The mud man was also angry, and Chan Song thought he had been very polite before, but these people were still messing around.

“Who said not to visit? We also want to go into your haunted house and see how scary your so-called Jiujiang's scariest haunted house is.” Two young people in Qin Guang's studio carried bags and blocked the entrance to the protective fence.

“You want to come in too?” The weasel was upset about the chickens' worship, and Chen Song couldn't figure out these people's intentions right now. He always felt they had a different purpose.

“If you are afraid that we will expose your false propaganda, then we will not go in.” One of the two young men, a man of great stature, at first glance, is a regular fitness guy who wears a vest and deliberately exposes his muscles outside.

Chen Gong was cheered by the young man: “Don't blame me for not reminding you that the last person to say this walked in and lay down. ”

“By the way, I'd like to try.” Next to the strong young man is a man with glasses who looks very quiet: “I've loved horror films since I was a kid, and before Qin Brother recruited me to the studio, I followed the horror film crew to some scenes, but unfortunately the scenes set by those crews were too fake to look at. ”

“I admire you people who like to find excitement.” Chen Gong lifts the impervious black curtain: “Come in, sign a disclaimer first. ”

How could Chen Gong refuse to go outside the door when he sent the test product to the door? The smile on his face was sincere.

Seeing the smile on Chen's face, Uncle Xu had to strike a chill. He remembered the paralyzed forensic school student.

Dry cough, Uncle Xu stopped Chan Gong: “Chen, don't overdo it, they are tourists now. ”

“It's pretty much like that. You guys gonna start putting up foreplay now?” Chen Song hasn't spoken yet, the young man with glasses thought he had seen the truth, and his expression was disdainful: “Before I came, the public commented on the haunted house. Some people said that the haunted house owner understood a little psychology, and today, at first sight, the real name of the fruit is not false. ”

Uncle Xu looked at him without a word. Your sister! If I wasn't afraid to kill you, I wouldn't be bothering you!

“I have a point, don't worry about it.” Chen Gong led two young people into the haunted house and watched them sign a disclaimer.

Wearing a vest, Zhu Jianing is a strong figure, and Fa Youliang is a skinny figure wearing glasses.