‘Meet me is your greatest miracle!’

After saying this, Wang Shifeng went straight to the broadcast.

The screen suddenly turned black like a power outage, which caught everyone off guard.

What's the miracle of you?

What if you buy stocks and take revenge?

What do you care about? What did I see?

Let's make it clear!

Not only were there millions of viewers left with confusion.

Even the others in the yard looked at Wang Shifeng with confusion on their faces.

Aren't you talking about the pros and cons of human nature and the level of making money?

Why did you suddenly instigate the audience to buy unlisted stocks?

Is this considered insider information?

Wang Shifeng didn't explain, and after leaving them a mysterious smile, he went straight to the second floor. He had many questions to talk to Jiang Yun.

But as soon as I went up the second floor, I was stopped by Sister Zhou, a special secret guarding the stairs.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Jiang is not very convenient for the time being." Sister Zhou had a gentle smile on her face.

"I have something to do with her." Wang Shifeng said seriously.

"I'll have to wait a while, I'll report it." Sister Zhou picked up her cell phone.

Faced with this strange formalism, Wang Shifeng frowned and was a little confused.

What can Jiang Yun and Zheng Youyun do?

Haven't the Rockets been launched?

After waiting for three or five minutes with confusion, the door of the room finally rang.

Jiang Yun, wearing a thick shawl, walked out in a pajamas frowned and asked coldly, "Have you finished the live broadcast?"

Wang Shifeng squinted his eyes and looked at her, and smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang is going to sleep?"

Wang Shifeng's eyes also moved from Jiang Yun's obviously uncomfortable face to the collarbone of her left shoulder. I wondered if it was a lighting problem, but I always felt a little red.

"Well, what's wrong?" Jiang Yun pursed her shawl unnaturally and tried to cover her neck.

"It's nothing. Since Mr. Jiang is going to rest, I won't disturb you." Wang Shifeng's face was filled with mysterious smile again, and he was about to say goodbye.

"Stop, if you have something to say!" Jiang Yun quickly called Wang Shifeng because the smile made her scalp numb.

"Aren't you busy?" Wang Shifeng touched his nose.

"Tsk, what do you mean?" Jiang Yun raised her eyebrows and stared at Wang Shifeng with a cute look.

"Hehe, it's okay, just ask what kind of rocket is." Wang Shifeng smiled.

"What kind of nature? It's just a launch vehicle." Jiang Yun was a little puzzled.

"Of course I know it's a launch vehicle. Even if you have money, you can't get a missile. I mean, what does this rocket do?" Wang Shifeng rolled his eyes.

"I won't answer this...private matter." Jiang Yun raised her face.

"Tsk, are you there?" Wang Shifeng frowned.

"If it's all this, I'll go back to sleep." Jiang Yun was air-conditioned and glanced at Wang Shifeng in disgust.

A big man, so gossipy!

"I won't say it, but I have to remind you, don't act irritating, especially in the name of the Galaxy." Wang Shifeng said seriously.

"What are you worried about?" Jiang Yun snorted lightly.

"I'm afraid you will be blinded. Since ancient times, many heroes and emperors have been sad about beauty." Wang Shifeng said with a smile.

"It's not what you thought!" Jiang Yun was furious.

"I'm going to sleep." Wang Shifeng smiled and slipped away.

Jiang Yun pursed her lips and thought for a while, and finally stomped her feet hard, then turned to see Sister Zhou's subtle smile, "You are also thinking about it!"

"Miss, are you feeling too frustrated?" Sister Zhou shrugged and quipped.

"Forget it, I will be clear." Jiang Yun went back to the house with a dark face.

Sister Zhou smiled helplessly and returned to the living room sofa to continue working.

"Why are you laughing so despicable?" Xia Mengyao said in confusion when she saw Wang Shifeng coming out.

"You are just a lewd person. Are you not afraid of catching a cold when you wear this little at night?" Wang Shifeng frowned and glanced at Xia Mengyao's bare long legs.

"The temperature is OK. Do you understand whether you cover the spring and the autumn freezing? Do you think everyone is as weak as you." Xia Mengyao snorted softly.

"You are so empty." Wang Shifeng curled his lips, "You guys keep blowing the wind, I'm going to sleep, there's something going on tomorrow."

"What are you going tomorrow?" Xia Mengyao said curiously.

"Keep it confidential for the time being, Aping Afan, you two should go to bed early and be together tomorrow." Wang Shifeng greeted.

"Ah? OK." Jiang Xiaofan was stunned.

"Who doesn't know, Zhen Yi, elbow, we will go to sleep too." Xia Mengyao wrinkled her nose.

"Mr. Feng, will I get up early tomorrow?" Zhen Yi asked silly.

"You can do whatever you want. We are on vacation and time can be freely controlled. Am I the one who secretly exploits employees?" Wang Shifeng said with a smile.

???

Jiang Xiaofan and Lu Ping were stunned at the same time.

We are not employees who can squeeze them out?

"Brother Feng, I'll ask you something." Lu Ping trotted and caught up with Wang Shifeng in two steps.

"You are polite brothers, let me say something if you have something to do." Wang Shifeng said with a smile.

"Uh, it was the last time my dad lost a lot of money to help me vent his anger. I was a little sad. I would like to ask you if there is any way to make our business go further." Lu Ping spoke embarrassedly.

Wang Shifeng looked at Lu Ping after hearing this, and knew it in his heart. After all, he couldn't let the child take the blame in vain.

"Your industry basically covers almost all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation. If you want to go further, you can only start from the customer group." Wang Shifeng said with a smile.

"How to start?" Lu Ping's eyes lit up.

"Well, how to increase the mortality rate? I'm not good at this." Wang Shifeng said with a wry smile.

"Ah?!" Lu Ping was startled after hearing this, but then he thought about it.

How to expand the scale of the funeral industry is not about starting from the scale of customers?

But isn't this a bit immoral?

"Or like this." Wang Shifeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "How is the market research on the pet funeral business that I suggested to you last time?"

"There are indeed many pet owners who intend to hold funerals for their pets and are willing to buy cemeteries, but the specific scale still needs to be investigated more carefully. After all, this matter is not in a hurry." Lu Ping came back to his senses and reported.

"Do you say that the living misses the dead, besides the memorial service during festivals, are there any other forms?" Wang Shifeng suddenly stood still.

"Make a documentary or an autobiography? Our family also did this." Lu Ping replied.

"Well, I have also dabbled in entertainment?" Wang Shifeng was surprised.

"However, because this kind of service costs relatively high, the business volume is not large." Lu Ping explained by the way

"Well, after all, our family has been doing this business for nearly a hundred years, and almost all the businesses that can be developed have been developed, so development has been stagnant over the years. In addition, modern people are becoming less and less concerned about sacrifices, and my father is also worried that there will be no development in the future, so he asked me to try other industries."

"Do you know why you sold yourself to bury your father in ancient times, instead of just finding a place to bury it?" Wang Shifeng asked with a frown.

"This may be because it takes money to hold a funeral." Lu Ping was stunned.

"That's just one of the reasons. The main reason is that any inch of land under our feet has a master. It has been like this from ancient times to the present. If you find a place to bury it, people can dig it out for you, so you need to spend money to buy a cemetery of your own family. This is the origin of "the poor have no place to stand in the cone"

It is inevitable that your industry share will shrink. Now cemeteries are more expensive than houses. Who can afford to die? Besides, the profit point is nothing more than increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. Then find ways to reduce costs and expand customer base." Wang Shifeng said.

"Ah? How can this reduce the cost? In the case of insufficient quantity, manual labor cannot be suppressed." Lu Ping shook his head and said.

"It's not that you are trying to squeeze workers. Your business itself has many opinions. If you don't do more good things, you won't be afraid of cause and effect?" Wang Shifeng frowned.

Why do young people today squeeze their employees when they talk about making money?

What kind of atmosphere is it?

Lu Ping looked ashamed, "Brother Feng is right, I will do more good things in the future."

"What I mean by reducing costs is formal, what is the purpose of autobiography and documentary shooting?" Wang Shifeng asked.

"In order to make the deeds of our ancestors spread." Lu Ping reached.

"That's just one aspect, mainly to let future generations remember, and to have a thought. When you are forgotten by the last person in this world, it is true death. And thinking must be specific and valuable, the best thing is, for example, you know the heirloom." Wang Shifeng smiled.

"I know, I'll pack all kinds of stones from my ancestors in relics?" Lu Ping's inspiration flashed.
To be continued...