New Times, New Hell

Due to the attention brought by the Science and Technology Summit, the future sales of the company have ushered in a new peak. In addition to some of the sales contributed by netizens, the most important sales growth is from the high-level people in the technology circle, especially It is the circle of communication between Jiao Shanyu and Zhao Ruola. Everyone is very curious. They have a singer that is highly respected by Jiaoshan, and it also attracts the products of Zhao Ruola’s company. What is magical.

And these people are mostly economically affluent, buying things to cost, many of them are simply bought back and bought.

Looking at the rising turnover, Luo Feng has been very happy for a while, and only the fast-moving business in mba courses and financial knowledge learning can't laugh.

The company is making more money, but the corresponding expenses are getting bigger and bigger, especially after Zhao Ruola joined, and not mentioning her amazing salary. The operating cost she calculated is just a ghost king. The heart is heavy, and you can't make a ghost.

The main thing is that now Shangyu can analyze that Zhao Ruola's algorithm is correct.

Their entire framework is going to be done in the long run. Many things can't be done, but they have to be better than big ones. This is doomed, and the cost is absolutely impossible.

In this thriving atmosphere, the time went to the lunar calendar in July, and then the three living staff of Luofeng found that the ghostly colleagues who seemed to be happy had seemed to have a low mood overnight.

Yu Zhengdu has been working in Luofeng for some time. He has a good relationship with these ghost colleagues. When he sees it, he secretly goes to Kangjin to understand the situation.

Kang Jin also sighed and sighed. He also looked around and determined that Shang Hao was not in sight. He took the wig down and explained to the fan. "This is not the end of the Chinese New Year..."

Yu contested his face and grabbed his wig and went back: "This is not the reason you hurt my eyes."

Just as Zhao Ruola passed by, he was shocked, and he was deceived and said: "Is it not good to say that our company has no bald people?"

Yu Zhengdu calmly answered: "He is not a person."

Zhao Ruola: "...you are right."

Kang Jin was nervously busy than the "嘘" gesture: "Small voice, the boss warned me, not allowed to see him take off the wig."

Zhao Ruola nodded and grabbed his eyes and drifted away: "It is better not to be seen by me again."

Kang Jin was just right in his own wig, and asked to argue: "When can we develop the hair transplant technology in the underworld..."

Yu Zhengdu ignored him and asked: "What happened to the Chinese New Year?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival, also known as the Officials' Day, Shigu Festival, etc., is called "The Bon Festival" by Buddhism, but in the folk, it also has a more widespread name - Ghost Festival.

According to legend, this day is the day of the official sin, the sinister house will open the door to hell, the ghost will leave the underworld to accept the test, the ghosts will go home, and the ghosts of their loved ones will come home to reunite, and the soulless soul will wander around the world.

No matter how you look at it, this is a great celebration for the ghosts. It should not be so low for colleagues.

Kang Jin shot the thigh and said indignantly: "I will not say the ancient ghosts. Let's just say that we are socialist good devils. We usually obey the rules of the underworld. We dare not go to the social society in the Yang Dynasty. It is hard to go through a festival. A bright day in the sun, but you look at the attitude of the Yang people, hiding us is almost like hiding ghosts..."

Yu Zhengdu did not hold back and argued: "It is true that it is a fool to hide..."

Kang Jin vultures a bit and slyly corrects: "I mean to talk to the evil spirits, the bad guys, and it is really unfriendly to us to be law-abiding good devils."

"We have a rare year to go to the streets brightly, and we want to feel the joy of living again, but as soon as the Ghost Festival, the store closes early, the passers-by come home early, and at night, the road comes and goes. It’s still only the dead ghosts of us, and there’s no difference between them and the underworld...”

Kang Jinyue said that the more grievances, there is quite a sense of sorrow and dissatisfaction.

However, Yu Xingdu finally understood it. This is the difference in thought caused by poor communication between the two sides.

The ghosts of the underworld are once the people of Yang Shi’s life. They have mourning for Yang Shi, especially the relatives who are still in the world. In short, there is a homesickness complex. Therefore, during the holidays, especially this vaginal festival, naturally I hope to return to my homeland. Retelling the old life with the "village" and re-experiencing the life of the hometown.

But for the Yangjian people who have no memories of past life, the underworld symbolizes death, gloom and disenchantment, coupled with cultural influence, and the natural fear of another world, so on the day of the Ghost Festival, in order to avoid collision, everyone will I am used to going home early, and now the atmosphere of folk rituals is getting weaker and lighter, especially in big cities like Fucheng. Many young people simply don’t know what traditional customs are in the Yuan Dynasty.

Gradually, the Ghost Festival became the most deserted festival of the people.

Yu Yu can also understand this situation. After all, before he joined Luo Feng, he was also one of the young people who stayed outside the Ghost Festival...

He comforted Kang Jindao: "You don't have to be so sad. People are not deliberately crowding out you. The main reason is that there are usually less exchanges. You don't know about you. Your folk image is not very good. It is inevitable that everyone will be a little scared..."

Kang Jin also knows that this is not a human error. He has to turn to the ghosts who usually harm the society: "If it is not because of them, our reputation in the sun will not be so bad!"

Yu Zhengdu and his enemies, and also those bad ghosts smashed a meal, it is better to finish the Kang Jin mood, but it is only a temporary solution, the low mood of the office and even the entire Yin has not been alleviated.

When I got off work at night, Yu Zhengdu was still thinking about this matter. It was just Shang Qi who took Peggy to look for him and said: "After two days, I will go to the Chinese New Year and go and buy some new clothes for Peggy. ""

Peggy happily turned the circle: "Go shopping."

When Yu Qidu saw Peggy, he bent his eyes and took her hand on the other side: "Go, buy more sets this time."

After Zhao Ruola joined Luo Feng, the speed of correction of some problems existing in the life and death book was obviously accelerated. According to the current progress, it is estimated that it will take a long time for Peggy's reincarnation results to be calculated.

At the thought of her next life, she might have to reincarnate into a small animal. Yu Judu now only wants to hurry and buy her a few small skirts.

However, Peiqi listened to his words, but did not show ecstatic look, but asked his fingers to look up at the neck: "Brother, I only need a skirt, the rest can give me Friend George?"

Yu Zhengdu said, "Your friend is George?"

Peggy nodded: "He has no name, this is what I gave him."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

He was very busy some time ago. He had no time to communicate with Peggy. She saw that she had already made a lot of friends and was willing to share things with her friends. She was very emotional. Then she went down and asked, "Why do you want to give George? What?"

Peggy said: "He is an orphan. No one has burned clothes for him. He admires that I have clothes to wear, so I think..."

Yu disputed and nodded: "No problem, then we will buy more, you can have more skirts, George also."

Peggy clapped his hands happily: "Great."

Today, Peggy is not a little girl who has only seen Pig Peggy, but a little girl who has visited all the big cartoons. The selected little clothes are the most popular styles among children. When the money was paid, the paper shop was on-site.

In the gap between the papers, Peggy couldn't help but be excited. She took Yu to talk about her holiday plan: "Brother, I have an appointment with George and other children. We will go on a tour together on the day of the Chinese New Year. Play in the park..."

She said that she was a little disappointing: "But George said that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the playground will close very early, and we can only play until nine."

At nine o'clock, the day of the ghost is just beginning...

Yu Zhengdu was also troubled by this matter today. He read a glimpse of Shangyu: "Is there any activity in the Yin Festival? If such a big festival, without celebrations, it is easy to cause social contradictions."

Shang Yang shook his head and said helplessly: "The activities of the ancient Yin have mainly come from human celebrations. Now the image of the ghost festival in Yang is not good, and the celebrations are also less. This is no way."

Yu Zhengdu looked at Peggy's eagerness to try on a pumpkin outfit, and his mind flashed, saying: "Or, let's make a celebration ourselves?"

The merchants turned their heads and there was some incomprehensible look in the eyes.

Yu Zhengdu pointed to Peggy's clothes and seriously said: "I just remembered that foreign Halloween is not the same as Ghost Festival? But Halloween is very lively, everyone is not afraid, but more and more active. Participate, why can our ghost festivals be associated with eerie horror?"

It seems that this is a reason to think carefully, but he said: "I think, I am afraid that there is no way to treat the ghost festival as Halloween."

"That doesn't matter. The most important thing is to let the friends in the underworld feel the festive atmosphere and help maintain a good social order." Yu Xingdu has already had several plans in his mind and smiled at the business. "Let's do Luofeng's own garden tour."

Shang Yan looked at his bright eyes and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Yu Zhengdu took out his mobile phone and started searching: "I see what is fun..."

Shang Hao suddenly asked: "Do you want to see, the world of the underworld a thousand years ago?"

***

Time flies very quickly, and the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival is reached in a blink of an eye.

This evening, the square near the Science and Technology Park of the Floating City Development Zone, which has always been deserted, has never been more lively.

The development zone used to be a suburb of Fucheng, and it was surrounded by a combination of urban and rural areas. It has gradually developed since the policy was tilted in recent years, but it is still sparsely populated than several old-fashioned central areas. The Science and Technology Park is considered to be the most densely populated building complex in the development zone. Next to it is the development avenue. The houses on both sides of the avenue are all demolished, but the new building is still under planning. Apart from a few office buildings and a shopping mall, it is a large open space to be built.

Because the development is not complete, usually the time of this place will be sparse and unclear after the time of work.

But this afternoon, it was uncharacteristic. Many people who came to work nearby did not return home after work. Instead, they were attracted, and they all whispered and praised them.

"When did this get up? Did I pass by yesterday afternoon?"

"I saw it when I passed by in the morning, but I was rushing to work, didn't look carefully. What is this?"

"That was the night of the night last night, and it was too great."

"What's the matter? If you have money now, it will be fine to give you a building in one night. Have you heard of socialist speed?"

“My relatives went to work in the mall and told me that there is a company in the Science and Technology Park to give employees a ghost festival tour. They rented the square in front of the mall and connected it with several nearby open spaces.”

"What the hell? Ghost Festival Tour? Not afraid of hitting the ghost?"

"I am afraid that I am not afraid of hitting the ghosts, but they have done a good job in the layout of the park. I have been to many playgrounds. Really, many professional playgrounds can't do this!"

"No, not only do it well, but also chic. What are these scenes? See you have never seen..."

"There are words on it, let me see, break the Qianshan, Naihe Bridge, Wangxiangtai... Hey, how do you listen to the place below?"

"Is it really a ghost festival? It's too interesting."

I saw the square in front of the mall connected to a large open space nearby. Overnight, the ancient buildings, the pavilions and the downtown restaurants, all in one place, are just as elegant, even if they are just standing. Looking at the periphery, the ultimate sense of life is still straightforward.

Outside the market, more unseen scenes have attracted more people's attention, magnificent high platforms, long and wide arch bridges, and mountains of gold and silver ingots piled up in countless papers...

Some people on the crowd immediately couldn’t stand it, and took the friend’s arm and said, “Let’s go in and see?”

"But the Ghost Festival is coming, can we not go home early?"

"Afraid of what, haven't you seen so many people here? So busy, there are ghosts who dare not come out..."

"okay then."

This is said to be a company-organized garden tour that uses a fully open form. Except for their employees, all passing tourists can enter and exit at will, so many people who were attracted by the building group and looked at it at the beginning, and finally Can't help but walk in.

"This garden tour seems to have different themes in different places. Let's take a look at this." Someone looked up before entering the scene and saw a huge archway at the gate, which read two big characters: Ghost city.

"Ghost market? Is it something to sell?" The voice of the peers is difficult to hide and excite, and walks with the companion.

After entering the inside, the eyes of the tourists were even bigger, and the exclamations were even more and more.

The scene of the ghost city seems to be a replica of the ancient downtown. On both sides is the wine cellar. The roadside is a street vendor selling cars. The difference is that the streets here are full of floating white lanterns. The heads of the people who sell the goods on the roadside are not all normal people. There are many kinds of imitation ghost makeup that squirt tongue, dig, fangs, and bleed, giving this piece of fun The downtown area adds a lot of sullen feelings, but the visitors and the noisy voices all over the street neutralize this sense of sensation.

Unexpectedly, people feel a sense of excitement and eagerness to try.

From time to time, you can hear the exclamation of tourists:

"Wow, this person's head is falling down!"

"This makeup technique is a bit of awesome!"

"Wait, I took a photo to make an expression pack - the real thing is gone."

The photo of the person said that it was not enough. He stepped on the head of the roadside hawker and talked about it: "Big brother, can you hold your head, so that the effect is better."

Big brother who was helped his head: "..."

A rare ghost festival can be played with the stranger. He is very humiliating and holding his hands on his crumbling head: "Come on."

Another person next to him came over and said: "I will perform my own intestines and pull my neck. Do you want to take pictures?"

Several tourists waved their hands again and again: "This expression pack will be blacked out when it is sent out."

The man had to grieve: "Why do you like to look around, but you don't like to look for the intestines..."

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