In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

After going downstairs, several servants were busy pouring tea and water for the new uncle.

Zhang Ruoyu sipped her tea, glanced sideways at Han Jiangxue who hadn't taken a shower, and said angrily: "I can smell the bad smell even from this distance. Can you pay attention to your personal hygiene? Will you die if you take a bath?"

Han Jiangxue, who had just sat down, stood up angrily, but because she was too violent and angry, her face suddenly turned pale.

Han Jiangxue has always loved cleanliness, and is even a bit of a germaphobe. If the environment at Zhang Ruoyu's house hadn't been so bad, would she have been so undressed that she wouldn't have slept all night?

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Zhang Ruoyu with knife-like eyes, and went upstairs to take a shower with a cold face, feeling extremely desperate inside.

When Han Dong, who was secretly observing, saw this scene, an evil fire rushed straight to his forehead.

As soon as this grandson came to the door, his son-in-law not only became crazy about him, but he also didn't like his sister!

Why, you are a bully in our Han family?

Han Dong ran back to the room angrily, grabbed his cell phone and called Han Shixiao: "Brother Xiao, you didn't look for that grandson last night?!"

Han Shixiao, who has always been bold and bold, hesitated and said: "Last night, we entertained a group of important people from the capital. The time was delayed. By the time we were done, it was too late. I was afraid it would affect your sister's rest."

"Can you delay my sister's important life event?" Han Dong said angrily. "Do you know that grandson came to my house? Do you know how crazy he is?"

Han Shixiao opened his mouth but stopped talking.

No matter how arrogant he is today, he can't be more arrogant than last night.

"Brother Xiao, in one sentence, when will you deal with him?" Han Dong couldn't bear it for a second.

"We'll take action after the big shots from the capital leave in a few days." Han Shixiao said tactfully. "Xiao Dong, you should be aware of the situation. Something big is happening in Binhai these days. If it gets too big, it won't end well."

When Han Dong heard about this, he suppressed his rage and asked eagerly: "Brother Xiao, is that big event you mentioned a memorial service for my idol Zhang Xiangbei?"

"Yes." Han Shixiao nodded lightly. "The memorial service will be held in three days. General Zhang's ashes will also be buried in Binhai. It is said that all the legends from the Beimang Army are here. The whole city is currently on alert, and even the Binhai District is on standby 24 hours a day."

Han Dong took a deep breath of cold air, fascinated.

As expected of the legendary war god and leader of Beimang whom he had admired for many years, he even caused a sensation in the whole city by burying him and holding a memorial service.

Han Dong hesitated for a moment, then his attitude suddenly changed: "I can take care of the grandson's matter for a while, but there is another matter, brother Xiao, you must help me handle it immediately."

"What's the matter?" Han Shixiao was a little nervous for no reason. He didn't know if he lost his confidence after being beaten last night.

"It's about my idol." Han Dong said solemnly. "As far as I know, this memorial service is not open to the public. If you want to enter, you need a pass. Brother Xiao, please help me get some tickets."

"How many?" Han Shixiao's voice suddenly became sharp.

I don't know if I'm asking Han Dong how many pictures he wants to take, or if he's shocked that he actually wants to take a few pictures.

"Probably more than 40." Han Dong shrugged. "He is the spiritual idol of our class."

"Did you drink too much fake wine?"

Over the phone, Han Shixiao's tone became extremely irritable: "Do you know that the Beimang Army is directly responsible for this memorial ceremony? The reason why it is held in our Binhai is just because General Zhang's ancestral home is in Binhai?"

"So?" Han Dong couldn't understand why brother Xiao suddenly became furious. He was not a very steady person at ordinary times. "What does this have to do with how many passes I get?"

"Why doesn't it matter?" Han Shixiao's voice got louder and louder. "The tickets were all given by Beimang. The Binhai authorities only received fifteen tickets in total, and the Binhai Navy District, as a brother force, only received ten. In other words, our entire Binhai territory is qualified to go to the memorial site. There are only 25 people. You want more than 40 tickets from me as soon as you open your mouth? Should I go to the Beimang Army station with a bag of explosives and grab it for you?"

Han Dong was so scolded that he fainted.

After hesitating for a moment, he felt that he was a bit of a lion and opened his mouth, so he couldn't help but feel aggrieved and said: "How about setting up the Four Zhang Head Office? The four brothers in our dormitory are all General Zhang's die-hards. We will regret it for the rest of our lives if we can't send our idol off for the last time."

"Which of the more than 3 military cadets in your school is not a die-hard Zhang Xiangbei? There are more than 300 million soldiers in the country, who is not a die-hard Zhang Xiangbei? Not to mention the soldiers, how many ordinary citizens do not regard him as a national hero? According to you So, does the Beimang Army have to hold a nationwide performance holding General Zhang’s urn, so that you die-hards won’t have any regrets?”

Han Dong frowned and said dissatisfied: "Brother Xiao, forget it if you can't get the tickets, don't make fun of my idol!"

Is this Xiao brother taking a shot?Or were you stimulated by something?Why are you so angry today?

Han Shixiao also realized that his emotions were a little out of control. He subjectively thought that those few slaps last night might have made him stupid. He spat out a foul breath and said: "I really can't get the ticket, and it's impossible for the big shot in Binhai to get the ticket." I’m reluctant to give it to you, but there is someone who might be able to help you.”

"Who?" Han Dong immediately became energetic and asked impatiently. "Brother, my dear brother, tell me quickly!"

"Even if I tell you, you may not be embarrassed to speak." Han Shixiao laid the groundwork, fearing that the proud Han Dong wouldn't be able to bear it.

But looking at the entire Binhai, he is the only one who can still get tickets from Beimang.

"As long as this person can get the ticket, as long as he can send the idol to his last journey, I can be a dog to him!" Han Dong said enthusiastically. "Brother Xiao, please stop inking and speak quickly."

"Zhang Ruoyu." Han Shixiao said loudly.