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

"You can go."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yong said, "Wang Kai and I just broke through the bottleneck this morning, so we have less worries."

Benefited from Zhang Fan's task reward, Zhao Yong and Wang Kai did not resist like last time.

Wang Kai followed Zhao Yong's words and said: "But this matter...the person who untied the bell still needs to tie it..."

"Oh? What a person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell."

Zhang Fan nodded thoughtfully, these two bastards actually said the same thing as the system.

It seems that there is a saying in this matter...

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan said, "Then, in your opinion, what method should be used to solve it? We only have three days."

Zhao Yong shook his head and said, "You don't need to do anything, the person who tied the bell... will come to the door by himself tomorrow."

"Really? I believe you once, get off work!"

Hearing Zhao Yong's words, Zhang Fan directly announced that he was off work.

After all, Zhao Yong's words are quite reliable. If Wang Kai said these words, he might have to think about them.

After get off work, Zhang Fan and his employees went back to their respective homes.

Before leaving, Zhang Fan specifically told Wang Teng to post a new notice at the door, indicating that the free order activity in the store is only for special customers, and door-to-door participation is not accepted.

Because he vaguely felt that he was about to usher in another frenzy of placing orders in these two waves of reminders today.

……

After an afternoon of fermenting, everyone knows that Zhang Fan pays attention to things that can save his life.

Everyone from 80-year-olds to children aged four or five can read a few sentences.

eight pm.

Ye Family Village, the village chief Ye Qiubo's home.

A group of old people sat in a circle.

Just this afternoon, they just sent away a Feng Shui master.

In fact, Ye Qiubo always thought there was a problem in the village, but the neighbors were unwilling to raise money to hire Master.

It wasn't until a dozen graves were robbed overnight and a body was found in the back mountain that everyone believed Ye Qiubo's words.

However, although this Feng Shui master saw something, he was unwilling to speak up no matter what, let alone help to solve it.

"Everyone should have understood what the gentleman said today. There is a big problem in the village!"

Ye Qiubo said solemnly: "To be honest, my health has been worsening day by day in the past few years. I feel that there is something wrong in the village. What about you?"

After the words fell, the old men and women responded one by one.

"I also have a little bit. When the wind blows, I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Could it be that there's something wrong with the water source in the village? I've been coughing for decades?"

"The village chief... Could it be related to the matter of Ye Dashan and his wife back then?"

"It's not...it's impossible, since then I haven't passed it..."

"To shut up!"

Ye Qiubo stopped everyone, and said sharply: "No one should mention what happened back then, Ye Dashan is a fool, he is already dead, this matter, let me rot!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent, which was a tacit agreement with Ye Qiubo's statement.

"Uncle, hey? Are they all there?"

At this moment, Ye Xiaoshan came in with his father's ashes in his arms, and said with a smile, "My father's ashes have been found."

"Xiao Shan is here, come on, sit down."

"Just find it, just find it, sit down."

"..."

Seeing Ye Xiaoshan, everyone instantly became enthusiastic and greeted him with a smile to sit down.

After Ye Xiaoshan sat down, he looked at Ye Qiubo and said, "Uncle, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing to talk about, it's just that the weather has changed these two days and I'm not feeling well."

Ye Qiubo made a perfunctory sentence, and then changed the subject: "By the way, Xiaoshan, you young people understand the Internet, so tell me what happened to the funeral brother, I heard that he can save his life?"

"Burner?"

Ye Xiaoshan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are the right person to ask. I am very familiar with the owner of Changhong Funeral. He helped me find the ashes."

Speaking of this, Ye Xiaoshan took out his mobile phone to find the news, and explained: "This morning, someone jumped from the [-]th floor, just because of the funeral brother's words, he didn't even scratch the skin!"

"Anything like this?"

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"Anything like this?"

"Xiao Meng, are you kidding me?"

"Let me see, when is the news?"

As soon as Ye Xiaoshan said this, everyone was very excited, and they rushed to check their phones.

"It's bad, it's all from my parents and folks. You have taken good care of my family since you were a child. How can I fool you?"

Ye Xiaoshan was also generous and allowed them to pass it on to each other.

After watching the video on the news, everyone was surprised and said in disbelief:

"Isn't this really a movie?"

"Yeah, I heard it's all high-tech now, a rope hangs people from the sky!"

"That's right, Xiaoshan, is this Changhong funeral really so magical?"

"..."

Everyone kept chattering and asking questions, but Ye Xiaoshan smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, aunt, you are all behind, this is official news, no one dares to fake it, Changhong Funeral is just so powerful!"

"Hiss...Xiaoshan, I also heard rumors from others. Is it possible that the incident in the video is a coincidence." Ye Qiubo hesitated.

"It's right that it's evil. It's evil to say that Changhong's funeral is here, but it's definitely not a coincidence."

Ye Xiaoshan shook his head, and then released another piece of news to everyone:

"Look, it's noon today. A big tiger ran out of the zoo and was bumped into by this unlucky guy. With a word from Brother Funeral, he ended up with four thunderbolts, and he was forced to play with this tiger to death."

'Aww~'

'Pfft. '

After watching the video of Xiaomeng single-handedly fighting a tiger on his mobile phone, all the old people were dumbfounded.

After being shocked for a while, everyone sighed:

"This video...is it all real?"

"Such a small person can actually overturn a tiger?"

"Lei Fa, this is Lei Fa, the boss of Changhong Funeral is definitely an expert!"

"Damn, I also learned it when I was young. At that time, my family was poor, so I won't mention what happened back then. My family hurt me badly."

"..."

While everyone was discussing, Ye Qiubo was frowning and staring at the phone screen, constantly looking at the barrage sent by Zhang Fan.

As one of the few elderly people in the village who can read and write, he can still understand the meaning.

"Changhong Funeral has launched a new event, free bills and cash back...Xiao Shan, is this the event you mentioned? What exactly do you mean?"

"Actually, it means avoiding death." Ye Xiaoshan explained enthusiastically:

"This is a new activity that Brother Funeral just launched. For example, if you pay him 3 yuan to book a funeral, you can receive 3000 yuan a year without any handling fee. After ten years, you can continue to receive it. "

"However, there are some things that Brother Funeral doesn't want to say clearly. Anyone who understands will understand. As long as you participate in his activities, at least you won't have to worry about your life for ten years. Even if you fall from the sky, you will be fine."

"This event is pretty good..."

After hearing Ye Xiaoshan's words, all the old people suddenly looked thoughtful.

You look at me, I look at you, each with their own calculations.

Invite a master, and each person will spend at least 2000 yuan, and it may not be able to solve the problem.

But if you go to Changhong for a funeral, not only can you have a funeral for nothing, but you can also save your life for ten years.

No matter how you calculate it, it's a good deal to go to Changhong for funeral!

Ye Xiaoshan took their words and said:

"Uncle, this isn't a good deal. It's really a good deal. Not only does it have a bill-free benefit, but it also provides three years of anti-theft insurance. My urn was recovered by them."

"Xiaoshan, is it really reliable?" Ye Qiubo asked half-believingly: "This boss is not a fool, is he? It's not a bad thing?"

"No, no, no." Ye Xiaoshan waved his hand and said, "I feel it... This boss is not the one who is short of money at all."

As he said that, Ye Xiaoshan took it out of his bag and kept it, and said, "Look, I ordered 50 from Changhong Funeral. Don't you believe me?"

"Believe me, Xiaoshan, how could we not believe you!"

"Yes, you are a reliable child."

"..."

"Haha."

Ye Xiaoshan smiled honestly, while the others continued to make up their minds.

Although there are few people on the Internet, they have long known the evil nature of Changhong Funeral.

When my grandson called or met, he would bury a dragon in ice from time to time, which almost didn't anger them.

In the end, it was the son and daughter-in-law who clarified in person, and they calmed down.

But over and over again, Zhang Fan's outrageous character design has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

There are also two people here who are registered for Fighting Eagle and have asked Zhang Fan about it, but each time they have nothing to say.

At first, they all thought that they would never have anything to do with this kind of despondency in this life.

But this afternoon, they heard a lot of outrageous rumors one after another, so they asked Ye Xiaoshan for confirmation.

Everyone was spreading the word, there was a video to prove it, and Ye Xiaoshan, a real customer, was in front of them, so they believed it.

And the activities given by Changhong Funeral moved their hearts even more.

After hesitating for a while, Ye Qiubo said: "Xiaoshan, how about this, you take uncle to Changhong funeral tomorrow, I will book a funeral for myself in advance."

"Xiaoshan, I'm going too, can I still sit in the car?"

"Bring me one, and I'll go too. I'll go find the money now."

"Xiaoshan, you are familiar with the owner of Changhong Funeral, please ask if you can send some more things."

"..."

Ye Qiubo started, and the others immediately lost their composure, clamoring for Ye Xiaoshan to take them into the city.

This made Ye Xiaoshan difficult. Although he had a seven-seater van, it couldn't carry so many people.

After thinking for a while, Ye Xiaoshan said, "Auntie, the discount offered by them is already strong enough, so let's not push further. Also, you all have to go to Changhong Funeral to place an order?"

"Yes, go, must go!"

"Definitely go, if I don't get rid of this problem, I won't be able to last for a few days."

"Xiaoshan, you don't want to take us there, you forget that after hours..."

"That's right, you can't forget your roots as a human being, don't look at you opening a..."

Ye Xiaoshan neither shied away nor refused, instead he was thinking about how to bring them all in, but unexpectedly he was scolded.

This made Ye Xiaoshan a little upset, and frowned, "My van can only carry six people at most. Now the city is strictly checking and it cannot be overloaded. You can discuss it yourself."