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Chu Qianxun sat next to Qin Kun with his big eyes. Qin Kun narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Please take your hand away from my thighs, thank you."

Chu Qianxun blushed, pinched Qin Kun's thigh with his little hand, and asked curiously: "Qin Kun, what are you talking about just now? What are the blood-cutting Taoist soldiers, cults?"

Since the old immortal Chu has never mentioned these past events in life and death, Qin Kun doesn’t know how to talk about it.

"The blood-blocking Taoist soldier is the living dead, Jiang Yang remembers it? It's his kind. If you want to know in detail, ask your grandpa."

He asked a few perfunctorily, "By the way, I remember you said that you can make a plan for me and make a lot of money!"

Qin Kun's eyes shone and he rubbed his hands. This was the main reason why he promised Chu Qianxun to live in his home.

Qin Kun didn't read much, but his self-esteem was very strong. From childhood to adulthood, he was the least willing to be looked down upon. In recent years, his spirit has been wiped out a lot, but in fact, he really hopes to do something by himself, so that relatives and friends can look down on his face and bring glory to his parents and sisters.

Qin Kun naturally attached great importance to the plan mentioned by Chu Qianxun.

Chu Qianxun put on a pair of glasses and became gentle. She skillfully opened the notebook, connected it to Qin Kun's computer, and took out her plan on a wireless explanation software.

"This is a standard format corporate development plan, and of course, if it is tailored for you, it will be enough for you to understand."

Chu Qianxun was operating her laptop, while Qin Kun sat in front of his computer, looking at the explanation arrows on the screen and the market analysis charts made by Chu Qianxun.

Qin Kun was a little surprised and smiled dryly: "Are you a little too serious? I have never seen such a detailed plan?"

Chu Qianxun has returned to his coldness, and behind the lens is no longer a silly and sweet rich lady, but has become a rational and mature female white-collar worker.

"If you want to make a lot of money, you have to conduct detailed investigations and obtain the most comprehensive information to formulate the most suitable development direction."

"Qin Kun, male, 22 years old, occupation, funeral home mortalist, monthly salary of 8,000+, annual salary plus dividends and additional income, around 110,000 yuan. A property, unfinished house, house price of 2,700 yuan, 127 square meters, worth 30,000 yuan, there is room for improvement. Personal savings, around 150 yuan."

"Investigate me!!!" Qin Kun couldn't believe it. He seemed to have been seen through by Chu Qianxun.

"You are wrong. When I made this plan for you, I think you are my client, so naturally I have to know everything about you." Chu Qianxun continued, "Now, a series of old feudal superstitions in the inland are not prosperous, but they have not been completely abandoned. Some rituals, supernatural incident handling, house-based Feng Shui industry, tomb robbery and gold-grabbing and other trends have emerged, which has made feudal superstitions revived again."

"It is said to be feudal superstition, but except for the ghost hunter, the rest are all business left by our ancestors."

"The industry of ghost hunters, taking the southeast coast as an example, there are 621 temples and temples with an average income of 500W to 100W, totaling 450 million, and 44 temples with an average income of 100W to 1000W, totaling 250 million. There are still 17 temples with an average income of over 100W and 2.3 billion. So, where do you think you can reach the highest level of this big cake?

The lowest-end temples and Taoist temples... there are 5000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

The highest one can exceed 100 million?

Qin Kun had never seen numbers have such a powerful impact and whispered: "If it were a ghost hunting firm, with my ability, I could earn at least 500 yuan a year. No, 10 million is almost the same, right?!"

Qin Kun reported what he thought was astronomical figures.

It should be no big problem to get 10 to 40W of a mission, and it should be possible to receive 20 such private tasks a year. However, this kind of mission is hard to come by. Linjiang City is just a little man. Not to mention Nanzong, there are other second-level ghost-catching forces, so it is not his turn.

So 1000W is already his most ideal goal.

Chu Qianxun said: "Okay, 1000W. On the basis of this 1000W, you need a lot of fame to lay the groundwork. There is no way, and you can't avoid clichés if you want to make money. Famous is not promoted online. If you say word of mouth, the marketing expenses are all at the level of tens of millions. If you expand to the circle of rich guys in the southeast coast, let that circle recognize you and ask you to do things thousands of miles away, at least it will be promoted hundreds of millions of dollars."

"You also know that the inherent circle has been established. Even if you have the ability to go to the southeast coast, the rich guys may not necessarily hand over important tasks to you. There, even Qingquan Temple is much more famous than our Seven Star Palace, let alone you are just an unknown little person."

"So, if you want to open a ghost hunting firm, the first thing is to recruit informants. These informants are divided into three levels: one, one has a reputation among the common people, two, one has a reputation among the middle level, and three, one can speak to the rich. These informants are all your business sources. Otherwise, even if your firm opens, I am sure that you can't even pay the rent in 3 months. Moreover, the first two of these informants cannot bring you material returns at all, and the third one is extremely difficult to find. If you want to go this path, it is very difficult."

Qin Kun was dumbfounded. The goal of 1,000W seems to be not enough for his reputation to promote.

"But I only have money, and fame doesn't need it." Qin Kun said in confusion.

Chu Qianxun gave Qin Kun a blank look: "No fame? Who can bird you? I hope those people carry a sedan chair to ask you to catch ghosts and eliminate demons? Hundreds of temples and Taoist temples are blocking you, let alone people in the world. If you want to make money in this industry, you must be famous. It's not enough if you are young."

"Does the rich understand the psychology? If you want to use it, use the most expensive ones. A series of problems that can be solved by money are not a problem." Chu Qianxun helped his eyes, with a sharp look.

Qin Kun took a deep breath. Is this the difference between a small person and a big person?

"Then...or, it would be enough to do a few small jobs, and you can earn hundreds of thousands a year."

Chu Qianxun said: "My advice is that you don't need to make money at all."

Qin Kun was confused, and he couldn't keep up with Miss Chu's thinking.

Seeing Qin Kun with a puzzled look, Chu Qianxun said, "Qin Heigou, you are not bad at ease. In fact, changing your ideas is just a way out. Why don't you help those rich guys for free? The favors of those people are more valuable than gold, right?"

Qin Kun flattened his mouth and said angrily: "Damn! Can you come up with some reliable ideas? It doesn't matter who I help anyone. You can't spend money to run around, right? Even those literary youths now have a purpose to travel around the world. I went all the way to the southeast coast and pretended to be a pussy for those rich people? I was sick."

Chu Qianxun suddenly smiled: "I'm sick. But experts always do whatever they go, just give me some advice, catch a ghost, exorcism, etc. So I suggest that you don't chase those fame and fortune, open a travel company, and solve the evil things you encounter, which is so convenient."

Qin Kun stood up with no interest.

Damn! Seeing that she made such a detailed plan, she still thought that Chu Qianxun really had an idea, a travel company, me? I haven’t graduated from high school, and you asked me to do the tourism industry, but the account was not good, and it’s a big deal. I’ve lost all the compensation.

"I'll cook first, Miss."

Turn on the gas stove and Qin Kun skillfully prepared food. Qin Kun was not going to talk about this topic.

Damn, I'm just a poor person, I'd better be more responsible.

At the kitchen door, Chu Qianxun crossed his hands in front of his chest, leaning against the door frame, watching Qin Kun cooking in an apron, she smiled faintly: "Don't you think a tourist route with the theme of terrifying adventures will be very popular? The destination is in ghost villages and haunted houses everywhere in the inland. This kind of death-ridden journey attracts more people than you spend a lot of effort to do things for those rich guys, right? Use these people's money to maintain your travel expenses. If you can encounter troubles with rich guys, solve them easily, is it the best of both worlds?"

Qin Kun stopped cutting vegetables, put down the kitchen knife, and heated two quick rice.

Qin Kun's eyes were filled with golden light and he said seriously: "Miss, I have little reading and don't know much, so don't take it to my heart. We can talk about the suggestions you just said in detail."

"No, I want to eat pork ribs, fast rice is so unpalatable! It's simply a pig!"

"No problem!" Qin Kun said sternly: "Niu Meng, I'll leave this quick rice to you." After that, he inserted a stick of incense into the rice.

Niu Meng stood beside him with tears in tears: "Brother Kun, I have heard everything that girl just said!"

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Chapter completed!