I write a diary in Yuanshen, Hutao wants to send me to the afterlife

Su Ze began his own performance.

"In Liyue, under the leadership of the Master of the Hall of Walnut, the Hall of the Dead has grown rapidly, and now it can be said to be the number one in the funeral world."

Su Ze first patted the walnut ass shallowly.

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.

Hu Tao nodded and looked at Su Ze triumphantly.

Yes, very discerning.

"But it's clear that the development of the Afterlife Hall has now hit a bottleneck."

Su Ze said slowly.

Hu Tao was not happy: "The business of the Afterlife Hall has always been very good and has been developing.

Su Ze said: "Indeed, even the hall master has to go out in person to post small advertisements, how can he say that it is not good?"

"I'm going to get deep into the customer and understand their preferences!" Hu Tao quibbled, "You don't know how excited the people of Liyue are to see me, and they all have ruddy faces.

"Even though they were all in their twenties, I don't look down on them because they're young. After all, everyone has that day! Sooner or later, you'll have to use it.

"What we pay attention to in the Hall of the Past Life is the equality of all beings!"

Hu Tao was crooked, completely forgetting that he was out of breath when he was chased just now.

The ferryman and Lao Meng on the side quietly turned their heads, not daring to look at Su Ze.

I'm afraid that I will accidentally betray my hall master.

Although the hall master has strong business ability, sometimes the brain circuit is really elusive to them.

I don't know how many people have come to the Shoshodo to complain.

Said that they are still young and do not need the services of the Afterlife Hall, so they don't go to post small advertisements every day.

Su Ze couldn't help but smile: "Have you ever thought that when your face is red and your ears are red, your face is also ruddy."

Hu Tao paused.

She's not really stupid, and of course she knows how those people feel when they see her.

It's just a hard mouth.

"So what do you say you should do?" Hu Tao asked.

Su Ze looked at the walnut on the cover, coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, and began to perform by himself.

"There are two main aspects to the development of a store."

"One is the service level, and the other is the service space."

"The level of service determines the degree of customer pursuit of the store, and this is what the Dead Hall has done to the extreme."

Su Ze did not exaggerate this.

In Liyue, the Church of the Dead is second to none.

And not only mortal funerals can be served, but even the funerals of some fairies and ghosts can be served.

"Now the business dilemma of the Dead Hall is reflected in the service space."

Speaking of this, Hu Tao couldn't help it.

"But I've already advertised the Hall of the Dead all over Liyue! And the age covered is from eight or nine to the elderly, down to the twenty or thirty years old.

"Am I going to include the newborn babies?"

Hu Tao was puzzled.

Su Ze spoke very well, but she did everything she did.

There is no little advertisement in Liyue that she posted!

If it weren't for the fact that everyone didn't know why she had become so irritable recently, she would have wanted to talk to the people in person.

"It's small."

Suzer interrupted Hu Tao.

Hu Tao didn't speak again, and the confused plum blossom eyes looked at Su Ze.

I hope he can clear her doubts.

What exactly is small?

Is the scale of advertising smaller? Or is the scale of the funeral smaller?

"It's smaller."

Su Ze continued.

As soon as these words came out, not only Hu Tao was puzzled, but the ferryman and Lao Meng were also puzzled.

How can this be related to the pattern?

Su Zemo wasn't talking nonsense.

"Teyvat is more than just Liyue!"

Hu Tao, the ferryman, and Lao Meng suddenly woke up.

The pattern opens up all at once.

The eyes of the walnut plum blossom suddenly shimmered, but dimmed again after a few seconds.

It's a good idea to expand your business in other countries.

But the road is too far, and the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and the publicity is definitely not as good as other funeral shops.

The Hall of the Dead has such a good reputation in Liyue.

It was accumulated step by step by the first seventy-six generations of the hall masters.

Hu Tao can continue to carry forward, it is standing on the shoulders of giants.

Su Ze saw Hu Tao's shiny and dim little eyes, and instead of immediately comforting her, he continued to explain.

In the previous life, this was business expansion and opening branches.

It's just that it doesn't have the convenience of online marketing in the previous life.

So it's hard to develop.

And Teyvat's business thinking has its limitations.

Generally one is a couple.

But the business in the previous life was extremely mature, and although Su Ze was not good at learning, he was enough to kill indiscriminately in the Teyvat continent.

"To the north along Liyue, is Mondstadt; To the west, it is Sumeru; To the southeast, it is Inazuma.

"Although these countries are not as prosperous as Liyue, people are going to live, grow old, sickness and die, and there is a huge space for business."

"And there, it is the soil for the next development of the Afterlife Hall."

Su Ze finished speaking.

There was a moment of silence in the Hall.

They are all frowning and thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Hu Tao's mind turned the fastest, and he asked, "However, we are completely unfamiliar with Mondstadt, what if we get there?" "

Rushing to open a store in a completely new place is a huge risk.

Stores, personnel, materials, these expenses are not a small amount.

If the business is not carried out, this loss cannot be afforded by the Afterlife Hall.

Su Ze obviously thought of this level a long time ago: "So you need to publicize it first, as long as the advertisement is good, you are not afraid that there will be no customers coming to your door."

"So, we had to do a good job and shock Mondstadt."

Hu Tao said, "So we're going to Mondstadt to post a little advertisement?" "

She's so good at this.

Guaranteed to make Mondstadt full of small advertisements for the Hall of the Dead.

When Su Ze heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Boss Walnut, Mondstadt is the Grand Master of the Piano.

If she catches you posting small advertisements, you will be locked up in a confinement room.

There's a little girl who plays with bouncing bombs every day.

It's dangerous.

Inexplicably, Su Ze felt that Hu Tao and Klee might have a common language.

Both of them have a bit of a large brain circuit.

Su Ze shook his head and denied Hu Tao's idea.

Then he said: "The rank of the advertisement is too low, and it can't compete with the local funeral shop in Mondstadt."

"Our ads had to be high-end."

Hu Tao was puzzled: "High-end? How high-end? She

racked her brains and didn't think about how high-end the advertising was.

Isn't it all by word of mouth, but if you can't do it, you just go to the bulletin board and post an advertisement.

"It's all said to be high-end, of course it must be high enough!"

Su Ze pointed to the sky.

Hu Tao, the ferryman, and Uncle Meng all looked up suspiciously.

But all you can see is the roof.

Then Qi Shushu looked down at Su Ze.

There was confusion in his eyes.

There's only the roof up there.

Do you want to advertise on the rooftops of the houses of the residents of Mondstadt?

Hu Tao imagined himself wearing a night suit and sneaking into a resident's house in the middle of the night to post an advertisement.

It's exciting to think about.

So that when residents wake up, they can see the advertisement.

It must be impressive!

The more Hu Tao thinks about it, the more reliable he feels!

There was gradually adoration in his eyes, why didn't he think of such a good idea earlier.