Chapter 11: Eleventh Day of Retirement This voting link is from Sang Qiqi herself...
Silence, deathly silence spread and surrounded the lounge.
The staff members of Qiao Tianyi's team huddled in their chairs like quails, heads bowed, phones clutched in their hands, not daring to speak. Everyone's expression was identical—what the hell just happened? Are we finished? Should we resign now?
Wang Hao was also confused.
He stared blankly at the photo on Sang Qiqi's certified account. The girl's bright smile was like a heavy punch, leaving him with a bruised face and unable to think straight.
After a long while, he finally moved his mouth with difficulty and asked the assistant, "You just said that the store was really opened by Sang Qiqi herself?"
More than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at her. She swallowed and nodded, her voice soft and low, "Some netizens nearby went to the funeral home to check in. Sang Qiqi personally received them, and they even took a photo together."
The assistant flipped his phone over, and the saved photos were exposed to everyone.
Coincidentally, the girls who went to Sang Qiqi's funeral service to check in were the same ones Sang Qiqi met at the barbecue stall that night. Seeing the girls' excited faces shouting "awesome", she enthusiastically handed over the snacks she had just bought in the morning, and then let the girls take photos with her and post them on WeChat Moments.
The brighter their smiles were, the more miserable Qiao Tianyi and Wang Hao felt.
Especially Wang Hao.
It was he who originally suggested that Qiao Tianyi come up with a character design, but he didn't expect that the character design would fail. Not only did he create an unprecedented joke in the entertainment industry, but he also brought so much attention to Sang Qiqi!
Sang Qiqi let netizens all over the country know that she opened a funeral home without spending a penny on advertising!
"You're encouraging me to create a character without doing any research beforehand?" Qiao Tianyi sat on the sofa, his face twitching wildly with anger and shame. He stared at Wang Hao hatefully, his eyes almost swallowing up the agent.
Wang Hao has a lot of troubles that he can’t express.
He'd actually believed they were the ones who did it, seeing the big fan's confident statement. After all, they'd done plenty of things to Sang Qiqi before, like sending dead rats and cockroaches to her agency and throwing red paint on her before a red carpet appearance. Such outrageous behavior wasn't much different from opening a funeral home called Sang Qiqi's Funeral.
Who would have thought that the store actually belonged to Sang Qiqi!
What normal female celebrity would hang her name on the door of a funeral home!
"I told you she's sick!" Qiao Tianyi pushed his chair away, put his hands on the table, and pounded it angrily. "Now the whole internet is laughing at me! If you can't handle this matter properly, get out!"
With a bang, the door of the lounge slammed shut, and the echoing sound shook the hearts of everyone in the team.
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[I have never seen anything so funny in my life]
[Who on earth is so bold as to open a funeral home using Sang Qiqi's name? Oh, it turns out to be Sang Qiqi herself!]
[I'm dying of laughter. Is Qiao Tianyi okay now? He pretended to post a Weibo post to discipline his fans, but it turns out the fan was Sang Qiqi herself. /doge]
[Everyone should be tolerant and calm. I want to ask if Qiao Tianyi is still calm right now?]
[Rumor has it, Qiao Tianyi went crazy in the studio and threatened to fire Wang Hao. Because it was Wang Hao who suggested he post that Weibo post. Hahahahaha, well done, ace agent!]
[Where are the Joe fans? Come out and let me laugh at you.]
Qiao Tianyi's fans, who had been jumping for joy a moment ago, were now as quiet as a chicken, not even a shadow of a person to be seen. However, the Weibo posts praising, teasing, and claiming that Sang Qiqi's funeral service was their own fans were completely deleted within a short period of time.
Seeing this, Qiao Tianyi's opponents and netizens who like to watch the fun opened another vote - a guessing game with prizes. Guess when Qiao Tianyi will delete the Weibo post that says "Be a tolerant and calm person."
As for what the prize is?
Of course, it's a custom urn kindly provided by Sang Qiqi! No matter the design, whether it's for a person or a pet, as long as you can describe it, she can make it!
[This is amazing! I didn’t expect this thing could be used as a raffle gift.]
[Abstract round, Sang Qiqi said she is second, no female star in the circle dares to be first]
[…Suddenly I don’t really want to participate in this vote]
[Wait a minute, could it be that Sang Qiqi opened this voting link herself?]
Sang Qiqi bit the chicken wing and gave a thumbs up.
After packing up and finishing all the takeout, Sang Qiqi stopped paying attention to the online news. Although the incident happened suddenly, her family's reputation as a one-stop funeral service had already spread, and she was very satisfied.
After waiting in the funeral home for an entire afternoon, apart from a few curious netizens sneaking around the door, no customers have arrived yet.
It was not until around six o'clock that Kong Xingyan brought Li Li to visit.
After hearing Li Li's request, Sang Qiqi handed him a handful of paper money and casually asked Kong Xingyan, "Are you satisfied with the Feitian Moutai you drank last night?"
Kong Xingyan had a complicated expression.
Although he had prepared himself mentally and guessed that he, Chen Xin and Xiao Xiao all dreamed of Uncle Zhang because they bought paper figurines from Sang Qiqi and burned them, he was still shocked when he saw Sang Qiqi asking the old man whether he was satisfied or not in such a nonchalant tone and attitude.
Like Zhang Mao, he no longer wanted to think about how Sang Qiqi knew Qu Shen's whereabouts and how Zhong Jie had killed someone and hidden the body.
As long as everything ends satisfactorily.
Therefore, he nodded and said: "Satisfied, the old man is drinking very happily."
As Li Li left Sang Qiqi's shop with the paper money for the dead, he was still a little skeptical. "Old Kong, tell me the truth. Did you buy a stake in this shop and work with that girl to defraud me of my money? Or is it really as Xiao Xiao said, that the paper figurines bought from this shop can actually be received by the dead?"
Kong Xingyan glared at him and said, "How else can we explain why the three of us dreamed about Uncle Zhang?"
Li Li: "As the saying goes, what you think about during the day you dream about at night—"
Kong Xingyan: "You didn't think about it? You kept clamoring for mutton noodles. Did you dream about it?"
Li Li was speechless and could only change the subject: "Come to think of it, I remember there was an accident at this restaurant before. I think there was an explosion at a hot pot restaurant, killing the owner and his wife. The deceased's son even came to our bureau to make a scene, saying that his parents were deliberately blown to death."
Kong Xingyan had heard of this incident, but he was not the one handling the case. He only knew that it was eventually classified as an accident.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why is he so sure that my parents were deliberately blown to death?"
"Lao Xu said this guy claimed that before the explosion, he dreamed of a man whose face he couldn't clearly see who was going to blow up his parents. He didn't take it seriously, but two days later, his parents were killed."
dream?
Kong Xingyan paused slightly, then returned to his original pace and walked side by side with Li Li.
Li Li clearly hadn't finished his words yet. "Old Xu asked a psychologist at the city hospital, and he said that the human sixth sense is a fascinating thing, and it's not impossible to dream of a major accident that's about to happen. But the weird thing is, that kid also said that after the bombing, on the seventh day after his parents' death, he had another dream. He dreamed of the man whose face he couldn't see from before, mocking him for not saving his parents even though he knew what was going to happen."
In the past, Kong Xingyan would have just said "Pooh" and called it nonsense.
But having just witnessed Sang Qiqi's weirdness, he couldn't bring himself to say the word "nonsense".
Li Li continued, "This dream is indeed a bit mysterious, but the experts said it might have been caused by excessive stress. Also, Lao Xu and his team couldn't find any evidence of anyone else leaking the liquefied gas, so they ultimately ruled it an accident."
Kong Xingyan was silent for a while after listening to this. Suddenly, he patted Li Li's shoulder and said under the other's puzzled eyes, "You go and pay your respects to Uncle Zhang by yourself. I have something to do, so I have to go back to Sang Qiqi's funeral home first."
Li Li stood there with his mouth open and let out an "ah" sound, staring blankly at Kong Xingyan as he turned around and walked away with big strides.
The other party seemed to be in a hurry, and his steps became bigger and bigger until he was running.
...What a big deal.
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When Kong Xingyan came back, Sang Qiqi was squatting on the side of the road talking to a little girl.
The little girl looked to be about six or seven years old. Her clothes were dirty, the two little tufts of hair on her head were twisted, and she was holding a dead kitten in her arms.
Sang Qiqi reached out and touched the kitten's cold body, and asked the little girl in a gentle voice what happened.
The little girl looked at Sang Qiqi with wet eyes.
The sister in front of me is very beautiful, and when she smiles she looks like the angel that the teacher mentioned.
She hugged the cat tighter, shook her head, and refused to say anything. Sang Qiqi didn't force her to speak, but continued in a gentle voice: "But the cat has gone to Meow Star. You can't hold the cat like this anymore."
The little girl hung her head for a long moment before she said, "Is the cat the same as its mother?"
Sang Qiqi was relieved.
Just as she was about to speak, she caught a glimpse of a shadow appearing nearby. She raised her eyes, somewhat surprised: "Captain Kong? Why are you back again?"
Kong Xingyan didn't mention what he was thinking for the time being, but pointed at the little girl and asked, "What's going on?"
"I'm not sure. I saw her huddled on the side of the road when I was taking out the trash. I took a quick look and it looked like she'd been beaten. There were bruises under her arms." Sang Qiqi stood up and touched the top of the little girl's head. "I was going to call you guys, and it was a good thing you came over."
Although Kong Xingyan is engaged in criminal investigation, as a qualified police officer, he is also good at coaxing children.
In particular, some colleagues in the bureau would bring their children when they were too busy, and Kong Xingyan would chat with them and play with them when he had time.
It didn't take a few minutes for Kong Xingyan to get the whole story from the little girl.
The little girl's name is Mengmeng. She ran away from home after being beaten by her father. She spent the entire night hiding in a garbage dump in the alley. There happened to be a kitten there. They stayed together all night. When Mengmeng woke up in the morning, the kitten was no longer breathing.
Mengmeng was very hungry after not eating for a whole night and a whole morning, so she took the cat out of the alley and wandered around for the whole afternoon. Finally, she came to the door of Sang Qiqi's funeral home and was caught by Sang Qiqi.
"Ms. Sang, I'll call my colleague and ask. Could you please buy some food for the little girl? I'll reimburse you when the time comes."
"Don't be so polite. I have bread here."
Sang Qiqi took Mengmeng to wash her hands and wipe her dirty face before handing her the bread and milk. Mengmeng took the food, politely thanked her, and then looked at the kitten beside her, which Sang Qiqi had placed on a soft towel.
Nana opened her mouth: "Cat."
Sang Qiqi could only say once more: "The cat has turned into an angel and flown to Meow Planet. I'll put it in a can when the time comes. If you want to see the cat, can you come to my shop?"
The little girl looked at her and said, "Mommy is in the jar too."
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