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Chapter 239 "Feng Yue" Part [-]

"The contract has expired. On the last day, women's underwear originally priced at more than 300 yuan is now 49 yuan..."

In summer, accompanied by the chirping of cicadas, in the old CBD commercial street, a female voice came from the sharp speaker, repeating the content of clothing sales.

There were not many customers, so Huang Gouhan was rubbing against the air conditioner coming from the clothing store under the gap in the glass door.

Lukang is a third-tier small city. Looking at the entire city, there are only a few high-rise buildings.

At the Guomao Building in the center of the CBD, there is a gentle breeze blowing from the rooftop.

In one corner of the rooftop, the rusty iron fence was severely twisted and deformed, forming a gap.

Luqiao stood aside, feeling that he would fall if he leaned forward a little.

At this time, Lu Qiao's eyes were empty and lifeless, with dark circles covering his entire face, as if he hadn't slept regularly in weeks.

"One step forward."

……

"Did you hear that, Luqiao!"

Lu Qiao, who was relieved, turned his head back: "Sorry!"

Han Dong, who was shouting, glanced at Luqiao, pointed at the gap he just saw, and explained: "You have a day off that day, but the news was last week, and the property hasn't been repaired yet? I heard that it was a man who was looking for a mistress to catch someone in the hotel. Well, the woman couldn’t help but go upstairs, so she just went downstairs.”

"What happened next?" Lu Qiao asked.

"The matter has been suppressed, and it didn't make the news. Who knows what happened next. Just finish it quickly. If you hit the young lady on the face, don't hit the top of the head, you are not filming Guanyin!" Han Dong said angrily.

Han Dong was holding a SLR. Where the camera was facing, there was a young lady in a maid outfit, with heavy foundation on her face to cover up her face that was no longer young.

The neck and face have completely different skin colors, and there are countless layers of wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.

Lu Qiao held a reflector in his hand and took a step forward to reflect the sunlight on the young lady's face.

The young lady, who was not considered pretty, completely changed her appearance in the mirrorless camera at this time.

Although she is not very beautiful, she has suddenly transformed from a woman to a girl.

The reflection of the sun covers up all the flaws, making the whole face full of vitality.

"Are you okay? It's so hot." The young lady complained angrily, with a sophisticated voice.

"Lulu, don't worry, let's go back and ask Luqiao to give us an ice cream. This summer we will make money from this activity!" Han Dong said and pressed the shutter.

Click, click, click, dozens of shutter clicks.

"Change your position, touch your knees with your front hand, lift your buttocks with your back hand, and smile to keep it going."

"I didn't have time to put on stockings, can I remove the hair on my legs?"

"No problem, I know how to do this kind of thing with my mobile phone, let alone a master like me!"

"Then can I go up with a white silk?"

"Let's shoot first and then talk."

"Lu Qiao, use your phone with your other hand to take some pictures of me. If you like them, send them to me. I'll send them to Moments. I'll buy you some ice cream!"

"Oh!" Lu Qiao took out the Redmi phone that he had used for several years and hesitated for a few seconds.

"Use this." The young lady took out the new apple from the bib of her maid uniform.

Lu Qiao took the phone and smiled bitterly: "Okay."

……

Half an hour later, Lu Qiao was carrying the bag.

Got out of the elevator.

The sun shines directly into the room that Luqiao walks into. The sign above the room reads: Asuka Maid Cafe.

There was a recruitment poster posted on the glass door, saying that we were looking for maids, and Han Dong's phone number was left on it.

Lu Qiao put down a plastic bag at the front desk. Inside were four bottles of soda pop and three popsicles.

Almost as soon as the bag was put down, two jade hands stretched out.

They are the young lady Bai Lu who just went out for a photoshoot, and her cousin Qianqian who just graduated.

After the two girls finished taking it, Qianqian reacted: "Brother Luqiao, you don't want to eat?"

"I eat chewing gum." Lu Qiao smacked his mouth a few times, reached out and took out the last stick, and handed it to Han Dong, who was working on the photos in front of the computer.

Luqiao works here, and this is a maid cafe.

Han Dong is the owner. He first cooperated with a few friends to open this store.

The original intention is to satisfy my desire to see young ladies, and the second is of course to make a lot of money.

Lu Qiao came here when he was looking for a job after graduating from university. Han Dong recognized Lu Qiao as his junior student and hired him.

This year is Luqiao's first year and Han Dong's third year of starting a business. Shareholders have withdrawn one after another, reaching the limit.

The reason why I can continue to work is entirely because I have witnessed the glory and am not willing to be left alone.

Lu Qiao just joined the company a year ago and witnessed the most glorious time. Thirteen maids and ladies worked in three shifts, and the entire thirteenth floor was like a city that never sleeps.

The cafe is accompanied by board games during the day, and Werewolf, Bloodstained Clock Tower and Script Killing are available at night.

But as the popularity of the maid cafe faded last year, there are now only four people in the shop.

There were no guests, so Lu Qiao stood aside and looked at Han Dong who was editing pictures.

Bai Lu was not beautiful, but she turned into a high-end beauty in Han Dong's hands.

Beautiful, but not like a web picture.A feeling of being close to the ground and not false arises spontaneously.

If Lu Qiao didn't know what Bai Lu looked like, he would have been willing to come and see his beauty just based on this poster.Luqiao also knows that this method has been used almost all these years.Transform a girl with a score of 58, into a beautiful woman with a score of [-], and then attract customers. A cup of coffee costs [-], and one or two hundred people can be attracted to board games in one afternoon.

And this is almost Han Dong's last chance. If he can't make his performance look good, he may really go bankrupt.

There were four people in the room. Bailu and Qianqian were fighting over the only large-head electric fan. There were no guests so they didn't turn on the air conditioner.

Everyone knows that this place may no longer exist either this month or at most next month.

"Luqiao!"

"Ah?" Lu Qiao came to his senses.

"Don't look at it. I've uploaded the picture to you on my mobile phone. Send it to me after you finish it. I'll send you a beautiful photo to catch my little brother!" Bailu grabbed the fan but couldn't win over his cousin and looked at Lu Qiao.

"Wait a minute, Bai Lu, show off your beautiful pictures. Lu Qiao, I have something to ask you. You just gave me an idea." Han Dong raised his head, tore open the popsicle and looked at Lu Qiao.

"Ah?" Lu Qiao looked at Han Dong.

"Do you remember the woman I talked about who jumped off the building last week? The one that wasn't reported on the news? The one you saw on the rooftop!" Han Dong asked.

Lu Qiao nodded his head.

"Let's promote it, and you come up with a script to kill it. Just change the real story, and you can trick the process. We have done interesting script-killing content before. Wasn't there the little boy in red incident in Chongqing before? Change it to script-killing It has been popular for a long time. Let's adapt it and promote it. I think there is a chance that it will be more reliable than my summer festival!" Han Dong said excitedly.

Luqiao has done this often, buying a bunch of scripts for more than ten yuan on Taobao.Just put the content together casually and say it is an original city-limited script. If Han Dong posts a good picture, it will become popular for half a month.

This is basically a normal thing, because the scripts killed by famous scripts basically have city and regional restrictions.

If you want to create a gimmick, you have to be original.In the past, when I was rich, the store even supported screenwriters.

But it didn't have any effect. Lu Qiao helped me learn everything the author knew.Except that I can't keep up with my opponent's writing skills, I have basically learned how to edit the scripts and layout logic of other works.

Lu Qiao nodded subconsciously. The only difficulty was how to connect the woman who jumped off the building to her death and transformed into a ghost. Anyway, there were hundreds if not thousands of similar scripts.

Qianqian reacted at this time: "Wouldn't that be too offensive?"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence for more than ten seconds.

Han Dong was the first to break the silence and said: "I can't afford to eat, what's the offense?"

Qianqian looked at her boss and realized that she had said the wrong thing. She lowered her head in shame and stopped making any sound.

Bailu always looked at his mobile phone towards the boss: "I have a group of owners who were added to the property management group before. I talked about this in the group. The owner... saw... 402, we are downstairs."

"Luqiao, please step in. You can use my mirrorless camera to get some materials. Once you have arranged the script, I will release the film. In three days, ask acquaintances to come and try it out!" Han Dong even planned out the time.

On a normal day, it only takes about three days to write a script.But as time went by, players also discovered that there were good and bad aspects, and even they rushed to it. Some of the content was too similar, just like popular games from other places that they had played before, and then they became lonely.

But this time there was a real stunt, and with the maid DM leading the team, Han Dong had already seen the prospect of killing this script.

Lu Qiao took the camera sensor and took the elevator downstairs.

As an atheist, Lu Qiao has basically no fear or fear.

"You've died and you still plan to rent it to me? Why do you think so?"

The man's voice came and the elevator slowly opened.

On the fourth floor, as soon as I arrived, I saw an agent taking the customer into the elevator. He was obviously here to look at the apartment, and now he was leaving.

What I heard and saw was 402. Yes, Luqiao had just exited the fourth floor. He saw the agent chasing the angry customer into the elevator and then entered the elevator.

When walking towards 402, I saw a key inserted in the iron sliding door.

There is a sign on the key: It is used by Anxin Agency to show the house.

Inside the iron gate is a wooden door with a bunch of key plates clearly marked with two keys.

It was obvious that the agent who had just viewed the house made an oversight and left the key behind. Of course, it was more likely that he was too excited and had an argument that distracted the agent.

Lu Qiao took out the chewing gum from his mouth. After chewing it for a long time, it became a little hard. He took out the key and stamped it. On the front and back, there was an iron sliding door and a wooden door inside.

Then he pushed the key back into the iron gate, turned around and opened his legs to the left.

Almost on the front and back, the agency girl ran back.

Lu Qiao turned sideways to the left. The young lady taking the stairs reached the door 402 and took out the key. She glanced at Lu Qiao and hesitated, but the key was in her hand, so she naturally didn't think much about leaving.

Lu Qiao followed him downstairs, turned into a small alley, and found the old man who matched the keys. He was leaning on a recliner and listening to the radio.

The older man, who has been working in this area for more than 30 years, hesitated for a few seconds when he saw the chewing gum handed to him by Lu Qiao and stretched out a finger: "Two handfuls of one hundred, I don't ask anything."

A key that usually cost five yuan was ten times more expensive, but Lu Qiao didn't say anything more and nodded in agreement.

The old man took out two toothless key embryos, aligned the files and began to compare the chewing gum. Ten minutes later, the two handmade keys were looped and handed to Lu Qiao.

Luqiao also scanned the code and paid the money, only to realize that it was indeed a craft job.

"If you can't open it, turn it back and forth." The old man reminded and turned on the radio nearby to continue listening to the broadcast content.

After Lu Qiao got the key, he didn't go to 402, but turned back to the maid cafe on the 13th floor.

Tell him exactly what happened to him.

The two young ladies were shocked, while Han Dong opened his eyes wide and shouted: "Beautiful!"

"When it gets darker at night, I will go visit the locations and take some photos to make clue cards. If possible, I am afraid this house will not be rented out for a long time. We can even directly ask people to form a team to open a game in 402 Kill the scene with a script. The real world changes, real events are deduced on the spot, and a real performance gimmick should be able to make money." Lu Qiao stated his thoughts in detail.

Han Dong nodded excitedly, already starting to picture the big sales in his mind.

"I'm afraid!"

"We don't dare to host it on site!" Bai Lu took the lead and said.

"Lu Qiao and I came first in the early stage. If nothing happens, can you come back? This time we will limit the number of players to eight people in a round, each with two hundred. The company will keep one thousand, and whoever gets the rest will share it equally. We will form three games in the evening. One session lasts two hours, with a half-hour break starting at six o'clock to restore factory settings, and the last session ending at three o'clock." Han Dong said a compromise.

After saying this, there was a moment of silence before the two girls nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)