Chapter 8 Chapter 8 I invite you to dinner at the funeral home
Ding Yihua quickly adjusted his state and walked into the box and said warmly: "I didn't expect Wu Yu to invite you over. Are you planning to reminisce about the past? Or meet new friends?"
If someone is interested in career development, you will know if he really speaks up. Su Yun was too lazy to use such official language and waved his hand: "Forget about that. I can't listen to it. They are my employees. They are mainly there to accompany me. This time, I asked Wu Yu to organize the party. I have something to ask you."
According to the rules of officialdom, once Su Yun's words came out, it would be basically difficult to deal with the matter. However, Ding Yihua still believed in Su Yun's character. Even though her identity as the daughter of the Su family was fake, her character was not fake.
So Ding Yihua also put away the smile on his face a little: "Okay, what is it specifically? Let me make it clear first, I am still an ordinary employee now, and I will be going to the grassroots level in a while, so I may not be able to help you with major matters."
"That's not it. I want to ask you, is Tianshuiyuan the residential area that your father has contracted to build in recent years?" Su Yun quickly asked the key question, lest everyone at their table be convicted of bribery later.
Ding Yihua was stunned for a moment: "Ah? Is it about the house? The community was indeed built by my father, but you must believe that my father is not the kind of person who would cut corners."
Su Yun chuckled, "I know. I wanted to ask, have you purchased the list? It's like this. After graduation, I returned to my biological parents' place and inherited a funeral home. I don't know anything about the latest body that was delivered. The only thing I know is that I rented a house in Tianshuiyuan. I was wondering if I could confirm my identity through the list you have."
The news about Su Yun inheriting the funeral home has actually spread throughout the circle, mainly due to the publicity from the Wu family and the Lu family. Su Yun's current funeral home may not be as good as another one in the same city, but if any accident really happens, I guess everyone will still secretly go to find Su Yun.
In the face of life and death, all grudges are no longer important.
Ding Yihua pondered for a while and was in a dilemma: "You know, it's not that I don't want to give it to you. This is the privacy of the customer. You should go to the police station to get a certificate first, and then ask the property management of the community through the police station to obtain the customer's residential information. If I give it to you alone, it would be equivalent to breach of contract and breaking of trust."
"Then let me change the way I ask. I want to know whether one of the houses has been sold. If not, I want to see the house." Su Yun thought quickly and immediately changed his request to one that could be accommodated.
"That's fine. Which one do you want to ask about?" Ding Yihua gave Su Yun a thumbs up, indicating that she was very knowledgeable.
Su Yun directly added his contact information and sent him the detailed address.
It was much easier to check whether the house had been sold or not, and there was no need to even argue with the salesperson. Ding Yihua directly sent a message to his father's secretary to ask, and the result came back in less than a minute - the house had been sold, but its status was very special.
Not long after the purchase, the buyer was sent to prison for intentional injury. The sentence was not long, and the compensation was not enough to bankrupt the other party, so the house was not auctioned. However, the buyer's family did not want to deal with it, so they kept it.
In this case, it is not impossible for the house to be rented out.
Ding Yihua was also surprised after reading the news: "There is actually such a thing. Logically speaking, if something like this happens, it should be known to everyone. Why is it so quiet?"
Su Yun looked at Wu Yu, who was already eating so much that his mouth was full of oil. He bit into the lamb leg and asked dully and vaguely: "Why are you looking at me? I'm not a gossip, I really don't know anything about this."
Knowing that he couldn't be relied on, Su Yun had no choice but to discuss with Ding Yihua: "If that's the case, then I understand. I can keep the body here for a while. If we can find the family, that would be great. If not, we can only send it back to the police station and try."
"Indeed," Ding Yihua nodded, then suddenly felt something was wrong, "Wait, according to the procedure, when someone dies, either the hospital or the police station will issue a death certificate. Why do you still need to confirm the identity of the body when it has already arrived at your funeral home? You didn't take on some shady job, did you?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Yu was so scared that he coughed violently and almost choked to death. His face turned purple. The beautiful ghost sitting next to him quickly patted his back and handed him some water.
Otherwise, it could be said that Wu Yu is not mentally strong enough. He has seen all kinds of weird things in the funeral home. How many people who come into contact with such things have clean orders in their hands?
Isn't it a tacit agreement that they won't investigate or make a fuss? He was shocked by just one sentence.
Su Yun was not panicked at all. Even though Wu Yu's condition had already revealed a lot of problems, she remained calm: "What are you thinking? This is a legitimate funeral home. We have registered with the police station. In today's society, most young people are not close to their parents and have escaped from their original families. When something happens, they only have friends to help them. As a result, they are all young. Apart from knowing to send the body to a funeral home, how can they know the procedures? It's good enough that they don't send it directly to the crematorium."
Ding Yihua is in the government, so he knows how much of what he says can be trusted. However, what Su Yun can say is probably just the superficial facts. If the family members don’t care, how can outsiders care?
"Is that so? Then what are you going to do now? Tianshuiyuan should have nothing to do with this matter. I can't get anything out of you even if you ask me. Besides, it's normal for owners to come and go. Accidents, birth, aging, sickness and death are seen almost every day in aging communities." Ding Yihua thought that this was the community built by his father, so he asked more questions. If the matter got out of hand, the Ding family would be prepared.
"I want to meet...Uncle Ding. Can you arrange it for me?" Su Yun made the request without any warning, which surprised Ding Yihua.
Wu Yu also recovered at this time. He put down the lamb leg and wiped his hands with a hot towel: "Why do you suddenly want to see Director Ding? The eldest master is here, can't he answer all your questions?"
Su Yun scooped a spoonful of ice cream and replied, "Yes, but he looks like a materialist fighter. As for feudal superstition, we have to talk to the older generation about it."
Sure enough, Ding Yihua showed an expression of incomprehension, but he still respected the behavior of some people, just like people always burn things to worship their ancestors during major festivals. In his opinion, it is a way of making a wish, but in reality, it is useless.
The barbecue did not take long. Ding Yihua had to get up early for work the next day, so he could not sit for long. He simply ate and got to know each other about the current situation before leaving. He did not dare to drink too much, for fear that people would photograph him coming in and out and say that he was engaging in revenge consumption before going to the grassroots level. He was simply out of touch with the people, and it would be troublesome if all kinds of blame were put on him.
Wu Yu brought a driver with him. He stood at the door to sober up and saw them off. He watched Ding Yihua's taxi drive away and curled his lips: "What's the point of this career path? You can't do this or that, and you have to be on guard against everyone. You're more lonely than a monk."
Su Yun chuckled: "You are not him, how do you know how many times he has been looked down upon since he was a child? Being an official cannot solve all problems, but in the future it can make people who walk in front of him greet him with a smile even if their faces are covered with tears."
"...Indeed." Wu Yu could understand, but he himself was a hedonist and couldn't do it. He also felt terrified watching it. "Oh, by the way, is the order you took this time very difficult? Why did you go to Uncle Ding? I heard that his health has not been good in recent years, and he has been gradually handing over the business to his youngest daughter, the timid little sister you have seen."
"Ding Yihua's sister, Ding Yixia? That little kid has grown up to be able to inherit the family business?" Su Yun was shocked. She didn't feel that she was that old. How come the little kid is going to inherit the family business?
Wu Yu waved his hands: "How could that be? Uncle Ding is not in good health. The last time I saw him, his hair was gray. Think about it, he is only in his fifties, and his hair is gray. Xiao Dingzi's sister is completely forcing him to do something big. She is only a second year of high school. She attends classes during the day and goes home to read documents at night. Fortunately, she is seventeen or eighteen years old and full of energy, otherwise..."
Now Wu Yu didn't dare to talk about life and death, so he gave Su Yun a look.
Su Yun didn't notice. She thought for a while and asked, "When did Uncle Ding start to get old? Is Tianshui Garden completed?"
Wu Yu didn't know why she asked that, but she answered honestly: "No, it seems to have started last year. I don't know the exact date. I just remember that I went to find Ding Yihua last winter, but he said he was in the hospital. I went over and saw Uncle Ding with a head full of white hair." Perhaps there was something wrong here. Su Yun patted Wu Yu's shoulder and said, "Your brother sent you here, which is really a party. Thank you. I'll invite you to the funeral home for dinner later."
"Okay." Wu Yu agreed happily. He felt relieved that he could help Su Yun so that he wouldn't have to be nagged by his brother when he returned home.
But after Su Yun and his car left, Wu Yu suddenly came to his senses: "Inviting you to a funeral home for dinner? Why is that so strange? Is this an invitation to dinner or a banquet?"
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