I'll take care of it!

The boss was stunned!!

To be precise, he was dumbfounded, and it took him more than ten seconds to react.

His expression was as if he had seen gold, and he was almost drooling.

"Of course, but sir, may I ask what your budget is? We need to arrange the specifications according to your budget."

"Budget..." The man smiled awkwardly: "Isn't it that services come with the purchase of a burial plot? I'll add another 40,000, making it 100,000 in total. Do you think that's enough?"

"What?" The boss frowned, a look of disdain on his face, and explained impatiently: "I'm sorry, sir, we can't fulfill your request. The money you're offering is simply not possible."

"Let me do the math for you, then you'll understand."

"If we follow the Godfather's specifications, first, it needs to have a gangster feel, right? That means at least 100 people, all dressed in suits and ties, wearing sunglasses."

"Just this alone, how much would the cost be?"

"Let's say a performance fee of 100 per person, and clothes at least 150 to 200, right? Not to mention the rehearsal fees. Just these alone would be at least 20,000 to 30,000!"

"There should be at least dozens of elegiac couplets. If you find a master, one piece costs at least several thousands, or even tens of thousands. Even cheap ones cost more than 100. All together, this would be at least several thousands as a base."

"As for the last point, needing a rock band, aren't you joking? Which rock band would be willing to play at your family's funeral? How unlucky is that? And you want a famous one. Forget tens of thousands, they might not even be willing to come for 100,000."

"If I agreed to you, I'd be losing money on this one."

After hearing the boss's calculations, the man's expression was also a little awkward, and he chuckled: "Boss, if it's really not possible, then lower the specifications, but I can only afford 100,000. Just earn a little less, alright?"

"No, no!" The boss refused without thinking, waving his hand directly: "There's no discussing it. This isn't a matter of earning less; it's a matter of how much I'd lose. You should find someone else to do it. I can't do it!"

After speaking, he ignored the man and walked towards Lin Yuan, seemingly intending to completely give up on the Client.

But the man, unexpectedly, was persistent.

"Boss, it's not that my demands are high; it's my brother's dying wish to have a funeral as grand as the Godfather's."

"He also loved rock music, so he hoped that when he died, the guests could experience the joy of rock and roll."

"Boss, please help me, okay?"

Looking at the man's pleading tone and eager eyes, the boss remained unmoved.

After all, he wasn't doing charity. If everyone who came to him said the same thing, how would he run his business?

So he completely ignored the man and actively smiled at Lin Yuan: "Sorry for keeping you waiting, let's talk about houses. It's funny, you sell houses, and I also sell houses, but I sell houses for the dead!"

"Now I have to buy a house from you. I wonder if you'll be able to take care of my business in the future!"

Hearing this, Lin Yuan was speechless. What did he mean?

Are you cursing me to die?

Let me take care of your business?

I'm interested in your commission, and you're interested in my life?

However, Lin Yuan's next words surprised everyone.

"Sure, I can give you a deal right now. If you succeed, will you buy my house?"

The boss was stunned; he had just been joking around.

He didn't expect Lin Yuan to respond like that, leaving him momentarily speechless.

After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a few words: "Is that for real?"

Lin Yuan smiled and shrugged: "Truer than gold!"

"Uh..." The boss hesitated for two seconds before firmly replying: "Alright! I'm planning to buy a house anyway. If you can get me a deal, I'll definitely buy it!"

"You said it~~ Everyone heard it, help me testify!!"

Lin Yuan stood up, looked at the man opposite him, and said calmly: "I've taken your order for the boss!"

As soon as these words came out~~

The entire scene instantly went dumbfounded.

The Photographer was stunned.

The boss's eyes almost popped out.

The man also opened his mouth in surprise.

Netizens in the live stream immediately exclaimed that Lin Yuan was crazy.

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—[He's crazy, crazy!! He's biting off more than he can chew. Even an amateur like me can calculate that this deal is a guaranteed loss, but Lin Yuan took it for the boss. This isn't helping; it's purely harming someone!]

—[Don't rush. If Lin Yuan dares to speak, he must have his reasons. Don't forget, he's encountered so many things, and he's still alive and kicking. I trust him.]

—[Although I also believe him, I still think it's too incredible. To follow the Client's specifications, it would cost at least 200,000. And that's the lowest configuration. If it's high-end, it could be millions. I really can't figure out why Lin Yuan is doing this. Is he planning to pay out of his own pocket?]

—[I don't know what you're worrying about. When has Lin Yuan ever disappointed you? This guy is shrewd. Let him pay out of his own pocket? The sun would rise from the west. I estimate he's already figured out how to deal with it.]

After recovering, the man excitedly shouted: "Really? Are you really willing to help me?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the boss quickly interrupted: "Nonsense, I didn't agree~~ What he said doesn't count!!"

Then he looked at Lin Yuan and said angrily: "What's wrong with you? I invited you to introduce houses, and you come here to harm me? If I lose money, it's on you, right?"

Lin Yuan smiled faintly and nodded: "Yes, if you lose money, it's on me!"

Pfft~~

The boss couldn't hold back and spat out, looking at Lin Yuan in disbelief: "You're not kidding me, are you?"

"No!" Lin Yuan waved his hand: "Not only will I not let you lose, but I'll also let you earn at least 20,000. If I can't do it, I'll make up the difference!"

Hiss~~

The boss was stunned, his mind went blank!

His eyes were wide like ping-pong balls.

He kept searching his mind for a way to make this funeral not lose money.

None!

Couldn't think of anything!

He couldn't even break even, let alone make money, and earn more than 20,000.

Isn't this an international joke?

With a skeptical attitude, the boss still didn't dare to nod in agreement.

Until Lin Yuan impatiently waved his hand: "I've given you the opportunity. I'll give you 5 more seconds to consider. If you don't dare, then forget it."

"5!"

"4!"

"Wait, wait!!" The boss panicked and quickly interrupted: "Alright! I agree! I'll do as you say! But first, tell me, how will you solve it? His demands are too high!"

Lin Yuan smiled and replied: "All matters related to the funeral will be handled by you. I'm only responsible for helping you arrange 100 people in suits for the funeral procession, the elegiac couplets, and the rock band."

Hearing this, the boss's expression changed, and he said in surprise: "If these can be solved, then I certainly won't have a problem here, but... how will you solve them?"

"You don't need to worry about that. Just reimburse me when the time comes. I said I'd let you earn at least 20,000. After deducting the cost of the burial plot, there's still 20,000 left. I'll use that 20,000 to help you get it done!"