Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

As Lin Fan walked on the country road, he felt an inexplicable chill behind him.

It was as if someone had taken a fancy to him.

When he turned around, there was only the back of a muscular woman behind him.

There is no weird aura of breaking the path.

Lin Fan shook his head and thought no more, leaving all the aftermath work to Hu Xiu.

This time, because the adjudication team had already cleaned up Xiantao City, the Huangquan Bus was not far away.

There was no need to take a luxury car like when I came here, so I took the Huangquan Bus.

On the bus, not counting the driver, there are one person and one person on the bus.

He is Mr. Xue, and he is wearing a black dress.

Seeing Lin Fan coming up, the strange expression in the black dress kept changing.

Finally he sighed and said:

"Boss Lin, you are so courageous. That terrifying scene was at least half the strength to destroy the city."

Originally, it wanted to come here to complain and ask Lin Fan to bring him with him whenever he did something next time.

But after coming to Xiantao City and seeing the pressure of that terrifying scene.

This complaint disappeared instantly.

If it follows, it may die inside.

Learning is important, but compared with life, it is still slightly inferior.

Lin Fan smiled silently and didn't explain much.

At first, I wanted to call him Black Dress Weird, but I thought that in front of the word "Destroy the City", it would be useless to bring too many Weird Ways.

What's more, the black dress is weird and cannot connect with his own thoughts, and the cooperation is not like the tacit understanding between the old man and Yi Qiqi.

When Mr. Xue saw Lin Fan and the others, their expressions were a little tired, and he put away the work he originally planned to report.

Lin Fan glanced at the information in his hand and said softly:

"You say it."

"Boss, do you want to take a rest first?"

"Need not."

Since leaving the scope of the terrifying scene, the aura of power of the scene slowly dissipated.

A feeling of fatigue came over me bit by bit.

However, when I think of Youcai Mingqian, it is my first major Mingqian project.

I still cheered up and decided to see the progress of the project first.

Mr. Xue glanced at the boss with concern. Since joining the team, the boss has basically never rested.

What I can do is to share the small tasks of this project with the boss as much as possible.

"Now we, Youcai Mingpai, have built stations in all the ten major cities around Jianghai City, and the publicity is also in place."

Mr. Xue handed the information in his hand to Lin Fan.

"These are the breakdown of developments so far."

"In almost every city, there are customers who have won the sixth prize and the fifth prize, which are fixed 100 yuan and 500 yuan respectively."

"The tens-million-level grand prize has not appeared yet."

This has not appeared yet, Mr. Xue paused specifically because of the strangeness of the black dress and the presence of the driver.

He couldn't say it directly, but he planned to let Lin Fan be the first anonymous lottery winner.

Lin Fan flipped through the information, and his tired eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ten cities, a week's income of... [-] yuan?"

The statistics of this information are very detailed, and the driver statistics of each bus are also marked on it.

The financial manager of Huangquan Polling Station will be responsible for overall planning.

The money is accurate to single digits.

Weiwei is responsible for the entire process, eliminating the possibility of humans making false accounts.

All these details were deliberately done by Mr. Xue.

If he even counts and manages the amount of money, it is also done by him.

There will definitely be too much power.

In times of peace, this is the power that everyone wants.

But in today's weird and bizarre world, doing so will only make you passive.

Mr. Xue is very self-aware of this.

When Weiyi in black dress heard the amount, there was a touch of joy on his face.

This resulted in a harvest of [-] net notes.

I discovered for the first time that Mingchao is so profitable!

"This is still not fully open, and many potential customers are still waiting and watching or still maintain excessive rational consumption."

The ten cities are currently only being promoted around the established Huangquan platform.

And there are currently many weird ones that are just a note or two to test out.

The amount of money that can be developed is at least several hundred or even thousands.

If it is completely opened...

A week's income stably exceeds [-] million!

This is just the surrounding cities. If it spreads like a virus...

Lin Fan increasingly felt that You Cai Ming Piao had a bright future.

But what I didn't expect was that the data also showed the number of purchases made by humans.

There were actually about ten people.

More or less weird, there are hundreds of thousands of people who can understand it.

But humans can actually spend 20 cents to buy a project that has been a failure in human society for a long time.

I really can't understand it.

Scroll further down and you’ll find some expenses related to decorating, hiring drivers, etc.

One of them made Lin Fan very satisfied.

It’s the fuel for the bus.

Before, these were the bones of the testers.

But now due to the development of Youcai Ming Ticket, Huangquan Ticket Station is no longer open to the public.

The source of this fuel was interrupted.

Here, Mr. Xue applied for an expense.

It was purchased for 50 yuan per corpse.

And it is required that the death of the corpse has no direct or indirect relationship with the strangeness of the transaction.

This can limit the situation to the greatest extent, Wei Wei will kill himself for 50 ghost notes.

Judging from the current level of human casualties.

Just picking up corpses can keep the Huangquan polling station running until the end of time.

Lin Fan scanned the plan and signed it.

Seeing that Lin Fan was so trusting, he was not wary of himself at all when it came to expenditure.

I couldn't help but feel a little moved, my palms tightened again and again, and I was determined to make Youcai Mingtic Ticket the most important source of income for the boss!

Lin Fan continued to look down and frowned:

"There is something wrong with your defense method around the Huangquan polling station."

Before Mr. Xue was finished being moved, his nerves became tense and he hurriedly looked towards what Lin Fan was pointing to.

While the Huangquan polling station was closed to the public, he also asked the driver to take time every day to patrol around Dongcheng Town.

It also alienates the crowd and creates circles of sunshade equipment around it.

At first glance, Mr. Xue did not see the problem.

Lin Fan hit the key points and said:

"Dedicated people are dedicated to the job. This is the core. Since drivers need to sell tickets, how can we let them patrol the streets again."

"That……"

Mr. Xue hesitated for a moment.

Although there are weird people in black dresses at the Huangquan polling station, there must be weird people or humans who are not afraid of death for money and will risk their lives.

If he had to do every little thing by himself, it would be a bit overqualified.

But on hand, apart from the driver Wei Wei, there are only about ten Wei Wei who only do clerical work.

Lin Fan spread out the map of Dongcheng Town and said:

"There are not only people around here, but also street weirds. Negotiate directly with the street weirds and let them act as our patrol."

"In this case, if a weirdo earns 500 coins per month, it will cost more than [-] coins a month, right?"

Mr. Xue thought about it carefully. Now that Youcai Mingticou has just been launched, he must control his expenditures.

Otherwise, it is easy to operate at a loss every month.

Spending tens of thousands of dollars a month just to fend off intimidation and life-seeking harassment is really too much.

Weird in black dress also nodded and said:

"Let drivers do more work so that they can improve better and have a greater chance of advancing to the next level."

As soon as these words came out, the driver in front of the car was so weird that he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel due to this chicken soup.

Through the car's rearview mirror, the driver stared at the black dress in disbelief.

Okay, you are no longer the boss, but you are still so vicious!

This kind of chicken soup stopped being popular 1000 years ago!

There are also advanced ramps. I have been chasing the middle and upper reaches for more than a hundred years, and I can't even reach the peak. How can I expect to break through?

When it was dissatisfied, Lin Fan was also dissatisfied and said:

"No, the driver Wei Wei is our core talent, so there is a commission for ticket sales, and there is an additional commission for customers who win prizes here. How can he do such a small thing as patrolling the streets?"

When Lin Fan said this, the driver's heart suddenly beat strangely, as if a thousand-mile horse had been favored by Bole.

"Then this is at least [-] yuan per month..."

Mr. Xue was slightly embarrassed.

Lin Fan said unhappily:

"With so many tricksters and so little ten thousand dollars, you don't understand and think we can't afford to pay them!"

"Our purpose is welfare and charity."

Lin Fan spoke earnestly and thoughtfully. He looked at Mr. Xue and said word by word:

"The pattern is open, we want to give everyone who patrols the streets a chance to win a million-dollar jackpot with two bets in each issue!"

--Snapped!

The pen in Mr. Xue's hand fell, and his pupils trembled.

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