The number of tourists asking Chen Ge about the new scenario was increasing, and Chen Ge was more than happy to leak some inconsequential information to them.
He knew exactly what the tourists liked and craved; the information he leaked was like delicious bait, constantly scratching at the hearts of the visitors.
"Boss Chen, we meet again. Why do I feel like you've become much younger?" The woman standing in front of Chen Ge had short hair. Her androgynous style made her look more handsome than many boys, yet her proud figure still exuded feminine charm.
"You usually use that line to fool middle-aged men. Do I look that old to you?" The woman before him could be considered a friend of Chen Ge. Her name was Ye Xiaoxin, and she was a big influencer online who specialized in haunted house reviews, with over a million followers. When Tianteng Hospital came to cause trouble before, she had toured Chen Ge's haunted house and had been left in a state of self-imposed isolation the moment she stepped out.
"I never flatter others. The feeling you give me is that you've truly become younger." Ye Xiaoxin took out her phone: "Give me a ticket for the Underground Morgue. I'm planning to review that scenario today."
"Underground Morgue?" The disappointment on Chen Ge's face was barely concealed: "Would you consider my newly opened scenario instead? It's very thrilling."
"No, I'll wait until there's a strategy guide online." Ye Xiaoxin tossed her head with a cool air. After a moment, she seemed to remember something: "By the way, there's a Strategy Group online circulating pictures of your haunted house's interior. Aren't you going to do something about it? I suspect someone is deliberately trying to mess with you."
"It's fine. It's basically free advertising