Jiang Lin took the business card and looked at it. It was quite high-end.
The front had basic information and a playful chibi ghost doll graphic.
The back had a barcode.
"You can see our company's service introduction by scanning the code," the ghost doll said.
Under the ghost doll's expectant gaze, Jiang Lin took out his phone and scanned the barcode.
Immediately, the service introduction for "Ghost Doll Express Company" and project collaborations popped up on his phone.
Jiang Lin's eyes quickly scanned through it. The scope of business was quite broad.
He withdrew his gaze from the phone and congratulated them, "Congratulations on the establishment of your company. I wish you increasingly better business."
The ghost doll chuckled, "Team Leader Jiang, if you have any business in the future, you can consider us too."
"Okay."
"Then I won't disturb you any further. Goodbye, Team Leader Jiang~"
The ghost doll waved, hugged its box, and zipped away a great distance.
Jiang Lin put the business card into his storage bag.
As he flew towards the Ghost Market, he pondered,
Should their Eighteenth Hall also develop some kind of business?
Jiang Lin had heard before that some captains had their own industries.
For example, opening shops in the Ghost Market, running processing plants, and so on.
Since the internet developed,
The captains' businesses had expanded even further.
Now, combined with Ghost Doll Express Company, it was increasingly reminiscent of online shopping in the human world.
But the Eighteenth Hall...
Were there any suitable businesses?
Jiang Lin thought for a long time but couldn't think of anything suitable.
Looking at his storage bag, he didn't seem to be lacking money.
...
"Σ(っ°Д°;)っ Shocking! The Underworld has actually opened logistics and online shopping!"
"Ghost dolls have even established companies, amazing!"
"Sob sob sob, envious. It feels like life in the Underworld is getting better and better."
The viewers in the live stream had watched from beginning to end.
Other than envy, there was only envy in their hearts.
At the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Life in the Underworld is so good, when they go down later...
"Hehehe... I want to start a business too."
"Am I the only one who just wants to lie flat?"
"If you want to lie flat, you should go to the North Hall, that's where it's truly comfortable."
Thinking of the North Hall's style,
The laid-back viewers nodded in agreement.
...
Amidst the viewers' casual chatter while munching on melon seeds,
Jiang Lin's figure had already appeared in the Ghost Market.
The live stream camera operated, flying higher.
It presented the appearance of the Ghost Market to the live stream.
After the Underworld's network was established,
Many of the Ghost Market's businesses had changed, either voluntarily or involuntarily.
For example, a teahouse from before,
Where storytellers often sat and told stories.
But now, everyone had the internet.
For places like Shumo Studio and Painting the World, where authors worked, after the network was established, they gritted their teeth and each bought a computer.
Work efficiency increased by nearly ten times.
So, people could now read all sorts of stories and comics online.
In addition, some ghosts and monsters filmed their own ghost movies and uploaded them,
Creating a wide variety of content.
Jiang Lin walked on the street,
And could see many ghosts and monsters holding phones and live-streaming as they walked.
Just now, as he walked on the road,
There were still viewers using Underworld phones to watch his live stream.
Seeing him enter the Ghost Market,
They all looked up from their phones, looking in his direction.
They quietly said to their companions, "Look, it's the streamer."
"Haha... I never imagined back then that I could still watch live streams in the Underworld."
"It's catching up with the network construction."
It's the convenience of the times.
While the two viewers chatted and were happy, they didn't rashly step forward.
When they entered the Ghost Market earlier, relevant staff had already told them.
They were not to disturb the work of Lord Jiang Wuchang.
...
Jiang Lin's steps were not hurried,
As he walked, he took the viewers around.
Although the storytellers were no longer telling stories, they had started live-streaming jokes online.
The teahouse had been converted into a milk tea shop, with an open balcony on the second floor.
At a glance, there were more ghosts on the second floor than on the first.
They saw ghosts gathered together, holding phones and forming teams to play games.
The atmosphere was very lively.
From time to time, one could hear a shout:
"Damn! Come save me quickly, come save me!"
"Little thief, don't run! Behold my old Sun's staff!"
"Damn, damn, damn! Return to the city, return to the city!"
When they got excited, they even rolled up their sleeves and roared, "Are you forcing me to come beat you through the internet!?"
Just after roaring, he caught a glimpse of a white figure out of the corner of his eye.
He looked up and met the streamer's gaze.
"..."
He was instantly speechless.
His teammate, while controlling the game character, asked, "Why did you stop talking?"
After shouting twice without a response, he looked up,
And followed the other's gaze to Jiang Lin outside the balcony.
Instantly, he also fell silent.
His hands also stopped moving.
After Jiang Lin floated away, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially the male ghost who had just threatened to beat someone through the internet, he slapped his forehead.
He felt too embarrassed to face anyone, it was too mortifying.
...
On the other side,
Jiang Lin was explaining to the viewers, "In the Underworld's network, we don't beat people through the internet."
"Firstly, the firewall is well-built, and secondly, it violates network security laws."
The former could defend against ordinary ghosts, and the latter could defend against some high-level ghost officials.
Hearing this,
The viewers in the live stream laughed heartily.
"I understand, I understand. I sometimes say that casually too."
"Haha... if you crawl over, who knows who will beat whom. What if the netizen on the other side is a duty-bound ghost official."
"Isn't that just a ghost head delivered to your doorstep (wry smile.jpg)"
Thinking of that scene...
It was actually quite exciting.
Some with wild imaginations,
Even created a novel in their minds on the spot titled "My First Online Friend is a Beautiful Ghost Official."
Although they were excited about the thought, no one dared to say it out loud in the live stream.
Their lives were more important.
One by one, they frantically suppressed the upward curve of their mouths in front of the screen.
...
As the live stream camera moved forward,
The viewers also saw cat cafes, mobile phone stores, internet cafes, game malls...
Although various shops had started to keep up with the times,
The overall style had not changed.
It was still ancient architecture, still pools and rockeries, reflecting red lanterns, dimly visible.
Ghosts and monsters in flowing robes, with hairpins on their heads, came and went.
At first glance, it had a unique beauty.
It gave a sense of a distorted timeline.
After strolling around the street,
Jiang Lin then headed towards the work area of the Ghost Market.
Passing by the Heaven and Earth Bank, the Network Security Department, the Dream-Entrusting Department...
He stopped at the sixth office – the Ghost Market Resident Review Department.
"This is it."
As Jiang Lin entered, quite a few souls were queuing inside.
There were souls who had just arrived, and also ghosts who had mutated.
Everyone held a resume in their hands.
At the very front of the line was a closed door.
Only when the staff called a name could one enter.
As Jiang Lin floated in, the staff member let him pass after looking at his work ID.
As the camera zoomed in,
The viewers discovered that inside, it seemed...
An interview was taking place?