My House of Horrors

At lunch, director Luo went around the haunted house himself, and after seeing the lounge full of tourists, he was very satisfied.

“It's not easy to have so many visitors waiting for you when you're resting. ”

Director Luo was very emotional. Just a few weeks ago, the Horror House was still the coolest place in the park. I didn't expect it to turn into a sign and life-saving straw for the park.

“Luo Dong? What are you doing here?” Chen Guo came back with Xu Wan in his hand, and his other hand was holding a pen in his account.

“Tell you two good news.” Director Luo looked at the rudimentary lounge set up by the big shed and handed over the documents in his hand to Chen Gong.

“I haven't heard good news in a long time.” Chen Gong opened the file bag with a smile, which was exactly what he had drawn in the plan for the lounge, except that under the rough drawings, a detailed professional design scheme was attached, and the dense numbness was filled with markings.

“What is this?”

“Although the park is not as brilliant as it used to be, this money is still available.” Ro looks in a good mood: “You can take a look at the modified plan and let me know if you need anything else. ”

Chen Gong put aside the work in his hand and looked at it carefully. He was very satisfied with Luo Dong's modified plan. It was much stronger than the design of his own out-of-the-door man, and was more thoroughly considered.

“Rod, what's the other good news?” Chen Song raised his head and was a little curious.

“Starting tomorrow, online park fares will be reduced by sixty yuan, with group tour offers and recommended discounts to be shared.” Director Luo finally made the decision and the Virtual Future Park put too much pressure on him, at a time when lowering ticket prices was both a market strategy and an indirect concession.

“Down so much?” Tickets have been rising for the first time in the years leading up to the opening of New Century Paradise.

“A proactive price reduction would be better than a forced price reduction by then.” Director Luo looked at it thoroughly: “The price of park tickets is reduced, and your haunted house should increase. After discussions with several other park managers, I felt that the price of 50 yuan per ticket was reasonable. ”

“Isn't 50 too expensive?” Chen Gong's haunted house was inherited from his parents, and the fare hasn't changed over the years, which is quite a conscience.

“As long as you keep up with the quality of your service, 50 is the most reasonable price. Now that the price of paradise tickets is down, many tourists who don't want to spend money for nothing should be moved. I'm afraid you'll be busy here in the next few days.” Director Luo is very confident.

“The price has more than tripled, and I fear it will cause a rebellious sentiment among tourists, and the money won't run out, rather than a long stream of fine water.” Chen Gong operated the terror house as if it were his own home, and now it is easy to improve. If the number of tourists decreases, the ghosts in the terror house will be unhappy.

“I've thought about it.” Director Luo took the document from Chen Singer and turned to the last few pages. It was no longer an architectural design plan, but a whole park promotion plan: “The future Virtual Park will soon begin to run large-scale advertising and promotion, we can only hurry ahead of them and use this void to do our best to promote it! The main selling point is the cheap fare and your haunted house! ”

“Paradise and my haunted house bundling propaganda? ”

“Now only your haunted house can be used as a point of sale in New Century Paradise.” Director Luo said something very solid: “If it doesn't work, I'm afraid it's the last time we've promoted it. ”

Chen Song instantly felt that his task was heavy and bore the rise and fall of a paradise.

“You don't have to be under too much pressure. I'll give you another hand to make the Haunted House more attractive and brave for more visitors to take the first step.” Director Luo was also a wrecking boat this time, sweeping away the downturn and wanting to make a change.

“The scene in the haunted house is better designed by me, and you don't know the other tricks.” Terror House is the land of Chan Song, there are so many secrets hidden inside, he will never allow anyone to interfere.

“I don't know how to design a haunted house, but I do know how to motivate tourists.” Director Luo seems to have thought of everything: “Before I heard Old Xu say, what kind of fear rating system did you use as a reward for 20,000 yuan? ”

“There's this thing.” At that time, Chen Song was unable to do anything. He proposed that the terror scenario be graded also for the sake of tourists. An unprepared newcomer entered the Samsung terror scene directly and was easily frightened.

“Well done, but 20,000 is a bit small.” Director Luo points to the empty space in front of the haunted house: “Tomorrow I will pull up a prominent banner here. The first tourist to clear all scenes of your haunted house will receive a 200,000 cash reward! ”

“200,000?!” Shame on you, boss Chen's own bank card, so far has no balance of more than 50,000: “Too much, right? What if someone does? ”

Director Luo took a step forward and lowered his voice, which is totally different from the image he just played, pointing to Jiangshan: “So I need you to design a game that is impossible to clear, and I'll give you a bottom line, if someone clears all the scenes within a week and takes the 200,000 away. I'll only give you half of the money, and you'll do the rest yourself. ”

“Doesn't that make me cheat?” Chan Song is a little difficult.

“How could you think that? We're amusement parks, and the point of being is to make tourists happy, and they know that the first time they clear a haunted house, there will be 200,000 cash rewards.” Director Luo persuaded Chen Song patiently.

“Must be fun to visit the haunted house and get a bonus. ”

“Will they be happy when they know the 200,000 has been taken? ”

“If you don't take the money yourself, you may be a little disappointed. ”

“So in order for all tourists to have fun, you have to design me a game that is impossible to clear.” Director Luo is very satisfied with Chen Song's attitude: “Chen, I know you are enlightened, don't let me down! ”

If it was before, 200,000 was nothing to director Luo, but now it's different. Chen Guo had heard Uncle Xu say that director Luo had mortgaged his house to the bank in order to keep the park running.

“Don't worry, Luo Dong. No one in my haunted house can walk the whole way except myself, which is itself an impossible game to clear. ”

“I'll leave it to you to officially start the publicity tomorrow.” Director Luo looked at the frequent visitors at the door of the haunted house and walked away, as if he were a few years younger.

“The good news keeps coming, and it seems that as long as I help Li Ghost put down his obsession or kill the monster in the door, his luck will suddenly be much better. ”

Chen Guo stood on the steps of the haunted house. He had a similar feeling since he had killed Mirror Ghost before.