"I don't know why the comedy we filmed broke the record for horror movies, but we really did set out to make a comedy." Chen Ge wore a wry smile. It was a case of planting willows and having them grow into shade. Most importantly, the original author had become a ghost and was very satisfied with Chang Gu's work, believing Chang Gu had captured the essence of comedy.
The original author was satisfied, the director was satisfied, the audience was satisfied, and the film company was satisfied. Everyone was happy. Chen Ge still felt a little strange about it, but he slowly came to accept it. "Chairman Luo, this is only a concept short made to highlight the best parts. If your friend wants to work with us more closely, we can talk it over."
"He feels the same way. I'll give you his contact information later, and you can talk to each other."
"Sure."
"Make the most of this opportunity. The film's success is great publicity for us. If the web series can maintain this level of popularity, it'll be better than any advertisement."
Chairman Luo hung up. Online, the legend of this comedy-horror film continued to spread.
At first, Chen Ge had hoped to use the Haunted House's popularity to make the web series a hit and attract one or two companies to discuss working together. He hadn't expected the buzz the film generated in just a few hours to start flowing back to the Haunted House.
Even people who had never been to a haunted house or played a horror game had become interested in the Haunted House. After all, a haunted house that could produce a comedy was practically unheard of.
The comedy produced by the Haunted House was even gradually becoming a meme online.