Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

The death of Murong Baba means that a generation is about to begin their farewell. Nutritionists in the market immediately became popular, and even the share price of Song Jinyan's private medical service agency soared.

Unlike ordinary people who can complete all the procedures within a week after their death, his funeral arrangements were somewhat complicated.

Inheritance is what the entertainment media pays the most attention to, and it is also the first thing that lawyers and probate notaries have to do.

Murong Baba has kept himself clean all his life, so of course there wouldn't be people popping up out of nowhere to rob him of his property.

In order to ensure the stable operation of the money-making machine and to ensure that the power terminal within the group can be controlled by one person, Murong Baba left all his shares in Wanmu Business to the new head of the Murong family, Murong Bazong.

This is something that even Murong Xue, who is a generation apart, cannot touch.

There were also some scattered investments in small companies and stocks that he left to Dan Qiyun. Compared with Wanmu Business, they were naturally not worth mentioning, but when added together, they were also a very terrifying and considerable fortune.

These are things that can continue to make money.

He followed the same approach his parents took in preserving the antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and collectibles that can be passed down from generation to generation in the old house.

Fifty percent was left for Mr. Murong, twenty percent was given to Dan Qiyun, and thirty percent was handed over to Murong Xue in advance.

There are still a lot of scattered objects left, all of which he liked to play with in his hands, hang on the wall to admire, or put in the house as decoration.

Generally speaking, all the collections that had been shown to the public were distributed to his two adopted sons, given to a few friends, and some were also given to Song Pingqing.

Even Wu Qiming, Shen Ci, Gu Zongnan and Wen Zhuo each had a small thing.

A more pleasant and respectable way of saying it is: This kind of thing should be left for people you know or who share the same interests with you, so that they can remain a memory.

The real truth is: I am old, and I will go first. If my children and grandchildren need any help in the future, I hope you will remember your friendship as my good friend when I die, and lend a hand to help my children and grandchildren.

All the money that was spent was about human relationships and worldly wisdom, all for the sake of future generations in Chang'an.

However, once these matters are dealt with, the funeral will not be held immediately.

In his previous life, Song Pingqing complained to his friends that the gambling king’s funeral was not held until more than 40 years after his death, and the burial was not until the following year.

Song Pingqing finally understood this in this life, and it was also because of Song Jinyan's reminder that he understood it.

For people like Murong Baba, there are too many key people who need to be present at the funeral. A funeral is not just a funeral, it is also an important opportunity for the younger generations to inherit their father's network resources. Those bigwigs must always be given sufficient preparation time.

Murong Baba's funeral was finally scheduled for December 18th to 20th.

Song Pingqing and Murong Xue were away from school for ten days. After signing the property inheritance agreement, they were sent back to school by their elders to continue their studies.

No matter how sad you are, it will be diluted when you return to the noisy and fast-paced campus life.

Time will never stop because of anyone's departure. Everything will continue to grow forward and upward, heading towards the distant and unknown future.

Compared with other wealthy people, Murong Baba's children and grandchildren are really rare. There are indeed very few wealthy families who don't have many children like the Murong family.

As a result, the funeral inevitably seems a bit thin.

At times like this, the adopted sons and grandsons, who had enjoyed many privileges as "children and grandchildren", had to help out. Song Jinyan and Long Aotian both arrived at the scene two days in advance to help President Murong take care of it.

Later, he even brought his own children over and stood together with Murong Xue and Song Pingqing.

At least there seem to be more people.

Song Pingqing looked at the sad Murong Xue and sighed in his heart.

Children always have to experience separation before they can become adults, but growth is not a gentle word.

All she could do was accompany him.

What surprised Song Pingqing was that Baimao Tiandao had also come.

He was no longer the white-bearded old man he had been when he showed up at Murong's house before. Instead, he was dressed in a very low-key and simple outfit, and even deliberately "dyed" his hair black. He followed silently among the crowd that was saying goodbye.

At first glance, Song Pingqing thought he had made a mistake.

Looking more closely, the other party just nodded without any additional greeting, as if he was just here to pay tribute to an old friend.

"What's wrong?" Murong Xue looked in the direction Song Pingqing was looking and saw only an ordinary boy. "Do you know him?"

"Yes, I've met him a few times." Song Pingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with saying this.

"Oh..."

Feeling that Murong Xue seemed to be in some mood, Song Pingqing retracted his gaze: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the side and rest for a while?"

Murong Xue shook her head and just in time saw a senior politician she knew come in. She pulled Song Pingqing and motioned for her to go with her.

After being busy for a while, when Song Pingqing went to look for Baimao Tiandao again, he was gone.

"What are you looking for?" Murong Xue asked.

"Nothing. Just checking to see if the acquaintance had left."

Seeing that Murong Xue looked unhappy, Song Pingqing asked, "There is still more than an hour left in the morning, and we will have a dinner later. Do you want to go eat something first?"

Murong Xue shook her head: "I don't have much appetite."

My emotions are all stuck on today, making me feel upset and irritated.

Song Pingqing stuffed a candy into her hand and said, "You should also take care of your health."

It was an orange-flavored soda candy with a cartoon pattern printed on the packaging. No one knew where Song Pingqing got it from.

Murong Xue stared at the candy wrapper used to coax the child for a long time, but finally ate the candy.

Song Pingqing: Fortunately, Xiuxiu stuffed something into my hand just now, otherwise I wouldn’t know what to use to coax the child.

"It's delicious." Murong Xue said expressionlessly, "Where did you buy it?"

It seems like a casual inquiry.

"I didn't buy it, someone gave it to me." Song Pingqing was so busy dealing with the situation that he didn't notice Murong Xue's deeper eyes at all.

When he came back half an hour later and saw Murong Xue still rubbing the candy wrapper with her fingertips, Song Pingqing said helplessly: "You like it so much? I'll ask where you bought it later."

"No need to ask, isn't it easy to buy a candy if there's a candy wrapper?"

"It's not just because of this." Song Pingqing gave another candy in his pocket to Murong Xue. "This is what Xiuxiu stuffed into my hand just now, but such a small candy is not suitable for a child as young as her."

"I'm asking a few questions to remind the housekeepers and servants not to make such mistakes again."

......Xiuxiu gave it to me, so it’s okay.

Murong Xue put the other candy into her pocket without changing her expression: "The housekeeper and the servants are not paying attention, so we need to take good care of them."

What was she so nervous about just now?

Murong Xue's acting skills have improved even more now, and Song Pingqing didn't notice her little thoughts.

He casually replied, "You're right," and turned around to go back to work.