I am a funeral anchor, and the one who pays attention to the whole network is scared to death!

Zhang Fan didn't answer, but looked at the melon eaters behind the reporter and asked, "Are you too?"

"Yes."

"What about the presents? I think you are all very caring. Did you come empty-handed?"

"Uh...this..."

As soon as this remark came out, the reporter was at a loss for words, but he, who has always been picky, soon had a countermeasure:

"The love support is already on the way, do you want to monopolize the love support?"

"..."

Zhang Fan was a little speechless, and was about to shake his head and leave when a system notification sounded in his mind:

[Severe cerebral thrombosis, remaining lifespan 35:17, prospective customers, hosts can be directly pulled into the store. 】

"Sir, please answer my question."

"It does not matter."

Zhang Fan shook his head, put on a serious expression, and said solemnly:

"Brother, go to the hospital and check your brain. You won't live for two days, or let's talk in the store. Now my family has a lot of discounted packages."

"Sir, are you insulting me... wait... hospital... brain, two days..."

The reporter subconsciously asked back, but soon, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

The person in front of him is Brother Funeral.

I'm not afraid that Brother Funeral will be angry, and I'm not afraid that Brother Funeral will make a move, but I'm afraid that he will say that you are dying.

The patrons collected money to do things, and almost forgot about it.

"Sorry, I often suffer from insomnia recently, I have to go to the hospital to check my brain."

After hesitating for a moment, the reporter threw the microphone on the ground and left the scene without looking back, leaving behind the photographer with a bewildered expression.

After the reporter left, Zhang Fan looked at the crowd and said, "You? Who needs to take a look? There are many set meals in the store, such as..."

"No, no, passing by."

"Damn it, I forgot to turn off the gas tank at home!"

"..."

Before Zhang Fan could finish speaking, most of the onlookers had already dispersed, and the rest were on the way to 'escape'.

"fu..."

Zhang Fan breathed out.

It has to be said that although the character settings given by the system are a bit weird, they are really easy to use.

I hope this reporter can quickly go to the hospital to find out what's wrong, otherwise someone will spread rumors again.

After entering the store, Zhang Fan sorted out the materials, closed the store door, and went to the lobby.

……

Three in the afternoon.

In a mid-range villa in Nancheng.

Wu Jiangcheng looked at the photos taken by his assistant from the hospital and showed a satisfied smile.

"Master Gong's craftsmanship is indeed the same as before, it's just that he cleaned it up a little bit."

"The idiots in the group, I haven't seen anyone take the initiative to take the blame."

After deleting the photo, Boss Wu clicked into the rights protection group and sent a message:

[Song Daochang is fine, it seems that Changhong's funeral is not far from bankruptcy, everyone must remember Song Daochang's kindness! 】

[Give everyone a red envelope, please don't let Zhang Fan know about it. 】

"[-] red envelopes! Boss Wu is arrogant!"

"Don't worry, Changhong Funeral is gone, I will merge into Nansheng immediately!"

"..."

Turning off the phone, Wu Jiangcheng was in a very happy mood, and shouted upstairs:

"Xiaotian, come down!"

"Changhong Funeral has already taken care of it for you. Come with me to the cemetery, and let you see the land that father laid down for you!"

Chapter 103 Look, Bury Me There From Now On

"Really?!"

Two seconds later, Wu Xiaotian rushed out of the bedroom and said excitedly:

"Dad, are you kidding me? I've already been paid attention by Changhong Funeral."

"nonsense!"

Boss Wu glanced at him, and said angrily: "When did Dad lie to you, Changhong has already been pressed to death by me."

"Our Nansheng has been working for so many years, and we haven't seen anyone who dares to come out to compete with our Nansheng for business."

"Nancheng, such an awesome funeral shop is not allowed to exist."

"Hurry up and come down, Dad will take you to our cemetery to see, familiarize yourself with the process, so that you can take over later."

In a few words, Boss Wu once again convicted Zhang Fan of not being abusive, as if he was the king of the funeral industry in Nancheng.

"right away!"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaotian was also very excited, put on his clothes and ran downstairs.

……

Ten minutes later, Boss Wu and Wu Xiaotian boarded the car to Changsheng's funeral.

On the other side, Zhang Fan was busy in the hall for more than two hours, and finally got the paperwork done.

But this time, he still received a reminder sheet.

It is necessary to follow the prompts in the form to upload the store's three-month turnover to the Internet, then take pictures in the store and upload employee information.

After passing the smart audit, tomorrow you will be able to go to the hall to receive the relevant certificates for the development and operation of the cemetery with the help of the electronic certificate.

"It will be done immediately, and I don't know what good things the system will give this time."

While looking forward to it, Zhang Fan took a taxi on the side of the road and went back to the funeral shop.

When he returned to the funeral shop, Zhao Yong was preparing the funeral props for tomorrow alone.

Although something happened in the store, it couldn't delay the business.

Seeing that Zhao Yong was struggling alone, Zhang Fan took the initiative to help. With Zhao Yong's speed of one to three, he only needed to fight and he could finish it before get off work.

……

06: 30.

Boss Wu and Wu Xiaotian walked out of the main store of Nansheng Funeral.

Before that, Boss Wu formally introduced their future boss to the employees. By the way, he asked the manager of the store to introduce to Wu Xiaotian the main process of funeral orders, store profits, and recent earnings.

When the two left the funeral shop, the sky was already dark, and night was quietly landing.

"Dad, it's getting late, let's go back, I have a drink with a friend tonight, and I also want to plan to clarify the character design."

At this time, Wu Xiaotian looked at Boss Wu and said: "Don't think too much, I will definitely not bring goods in the future, I just think that with so many fans on the account, it should also bring some benefits to our family."

"Not in a hurry."

Boss Wu waved his hand and said with a smile: "I have something to do tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be too late, now I will take you to see our family's cemetery, it will be yours from now on."

"It's… okay."

Wu Xiaotian had no choice but to accept.

Three or ten minutes later, the two entered a cemetery.

Seeing that it was the big boss who came, the staff opened the door one after another to let him go, but they didn't dare to step forward to ask questions.

Boss Wu took Wu Xiaotian around the cemetery, and finally stood at the highest point of the cemetery.

As night fell, there was a slight breeze.

I have to say that the location of this cemetery is really good.

There are mountains and rivers, and the sky is dark, and the sound of birds can still be heard.

Looking at the tombs one after another, Boss Wu proudly said:

"Xiaotian, look, this is the country I laid down for you."

"This cemetery is the seventh year since our shop opened. I won it, and it is now the leading cemetery in Nancheng."

"Did you see that hall just now, is it grand enough? It will be yours from now on, and the employees inside will also be yours!"

What Boss Wu said was passionate and passionate, but Wu Xiaotian couldn't listen to it at the moment.

He folded his arms involuntarily, and said timidly, "Dad, go back early, this place is too scary."

"Scary? Hahaha, what are you kidding?"

Boss Wu couldn't help laughing, waved his hands and said, "How can I tell you, in Nancheng, there is no cemetery with better Fengshui than ours!"

"After two days, when you are familiar with the business, I will introduce you to Master Gong. This time Changhong's funeral was handled by him."

"Master Gong has helped to see all the cemeteries in our family. If there are any problems, let him solve them."

"Do you know which piece of land here is the best?"

As he spoke, Boss Wu pointed to a small garden in the cemetery, asked himself and answered, "This is it!"

"I've already made a plan. When I'm a hundred years from now, I'll be buried somewhere. Your mother will be buried next to me, and you'll be at the bottom."

"From now on, it will be our family's new tomb. With this tomb, the careers of future generations must be smooth and unimpeded!"

Wu Xiaotian looked in the direction Boss Wu was pointing at, and was taken aback for a moment, trembling, "No...Dad...why do I feel something is wrong?"

"It seems...someone..."

"is it?"

Boss Wu showed doubts on his face, and when he took a closer look, he also frowned.

He saw a black figure waving at him at the gate of the fence in the small garden.

I can't see his face clearly, but the clothing of this figure is a bit strange, like...a bachelor's uniform, and also like a raincoat.

"Is it going to rain?"

After hesitating for a moment, Boss Wu quickly reached out and rubbed his eyes.

Squinting his eyes, the shadow disappeared.

Just when Boss Wu was puzzled, Wu Xiaotian grabbed his shoulder in a panic: "Dad...Dad...Dad...Look!"

"Ok?"

Boss Wu took a closer look.

It turned out that the black shadow did not disappear, but stood at the tomb he had set for himself at some point!

Four eyes facing each other.

The black shadow slowly raised his right hand and said hello!

He is laughing.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Boss Wu was startled for a moment, took several steps back and almost fell to the ground.

"Dad, he won't... is it a ghost?!" Wu Xiaotian asked in horror.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have Mr. Feng Shui guarding me, so there is no such thing as evil!"