Ma Wenhong wanted to kill someone.
At this moment, he was confronting a group of people dressed in mourning clothes, along with a group of meat processing plant employees, holding kitchen knives.
Today is the opening day of Macburg. As the person who planned Macburg, he arrived at the Macburg store in high spirits at around 8 a.m., ready to cut the ribbon and have a great start!
But to Ma Wenhong’s utter surprise, before he could even get out of the car, he found that half of the road was blocked!
The road was blocked by the funeral parlor; normally, Ma Wenhong wouldn't care about such things at all.
The saying goes that death is the greatest tragedy. It's perfectly normal to set up a mourning hall in the street when someone dies, and no one will say anything about it.
But today is the opening day of McCauley's.
The funeral parlor blocking the road was located right in front of the entrance to McCauley, and the word "奠" (meaning "offering" or "condolence") on the funeral parlor was parallel to the McCauley sign.
From a distance, it looks like a memorial service for Fort Macquarie.
Who would agree to that?
Even if Macburg didn't open today, let alone today, Ma Wenhong would not have allowed the funeral hall to be set up like this.
This street called "Zhongyuan Road" is so wide, why didn't you set up your funeral hall on the other side of the street? Why did you have to set it up on the side of the Macburg shop?
Isn't this just asking for trouble?
When Ma Wenhong got out of the car and saw this scene, he was so angry that he immediately went to confront the person in charge of the funeral.
"Damn it, are you going to move or not? If you don't, I'm going to move you by force."
Holding a kitchen knife, Ma Wenhong pointed at the mourning hall and angrily cursed, "McBorg opens at 9 a.m., and it's already 8:40 a.m. He has been negotiating with the people at the mourning hall for a full half hour, but they haven't been able to reach an agreement."
These filial sons were incredibly stubborn; no matter what Ma Wenhong said or what benefits he promised, they refused to move the mourning hall.
Ma Wenhong was so angry he wanted to kill someone.
He orchestrated the McCauley project himself, securing a special grant of $100,000 in start-up capital from the meat processing plant.
One hundred thousand yuan may not be much for other factories, but for a meat processing plant that is in arrears with its employees' wages, one hundred thousand yuan is a considerable sum.
The factory leaders had high hopes for McCauley's, hoping it would boost the meat processing plant's sales. To this end, the factory leaders even decided to personally cut the ribbon for McCauley's opening ceremony.
And then what happened?
On the day of its opening, the entrance to Macburg was blocked by a funeral parlor!
Funerals and mourning events are inherently inauspicious.
It was already unlucky for Macburg to encounter this on its opening day, and now the entrance is blocked by a funeral parlor, with the word "奠" (meaning "offering" or "condolence") on the funeral parlor almost overlapping with Macburg's signboard.
In this situation, who would still want to go into Macburg's store?
When the leader comes to cut the ribbon and sees this situation, what do you think his expression will be?
The thought that the leaders would be coming to cut the ribbon in twenty minutes made Ma Wenhong extremely anxious. He wished he could grab a kitchen knife and chop up all the filial sons in front of him.
"You try forcibly moving it, you son of a bitch!"
"Fuck your mother, who the hell do you think you are? What business is it of yours what we set up the mourning hall?"
"Damn it, is this street yours, or did you pay for its construction?"
"You son of a bitch, who are you trying to scare with that kitchen knife? If you push me too far, I'll shoot you with a gun!"
At the funeral hall, a group of filial sons dressed in mourning clothes were not intimidated by Ma Wenhong.
They were from the countryside, and in those days, rural people were very fierce. They would fight over land and water, and even steal fallen ears of wheat from the fields.
To them, Ma Wenhong's threat with a kitchen knife is no different than a child wielding a wooden stick.
They're here to get a beating.
The two sides were locked in a stalemate, with neither side daring to make a move, while Ma Wenhong's men only dared to shout.
The group of filial sons in the mourning hall, under Lin Yifeng's instructions, absolutely did not take the initiative to do anything.
As long as the filial sons in the mourning hall don't take the initiative, no one can drive them away.
The death of a person is a serious matter. Even if Ma Wenhong called the police, the police could only persuade him to leave; they could not drive the filial son away from the funeral hall.
As for hiring people with ties to organized crime to forcibly drive them away...
In broad daylight, under the clear sky, even if you gave Ma Wenhong ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do that!
"This is..."
Bai Yejin stared wide-eyed at the scene before her, her face filled with disbelief.
She had witnessed the opening of Wallace, and in her mind, even if the opening of Macburg wasn't as good as Wallace, it wouldn't be much worse.
There will always be long queues.
result...
Bai Yejin blinked, looking at Lin Yifeng as if she were meeting him for the first time.
"Lin Yifeng..."
"this..."
Bai Yejin hesitated for a moment, then quietly leaned close to Lin Yifeng's ear and whispered, "You didn't do this, did you?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yifeng raised his hand and tapped Bai Yejin on the head.
"Is that the kind of person you think I am?"
If it were Veronica Yip, she would definitely nod without hesitation.
Her first impression of Lin Yifeng was that he was a swindler; he could swindle a foreigner out of 9.9 US dollars from a worthless Jianzhan teacup that even people wouldn't give away.
But Bai Yejin was deceived by Lin Yifeng's innocent appearance. She said "Oh" and apologized to Lin Yifeng in a low voice:
"Lin Yifeng, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
"Don't look at me like that next time!"
Lin Yifeng chuckled: "I'm a model student, the kind who wears a red scarf!"
Bai Yejin nodded, believing her, and continued to curiously observe the confronting crowd, cautiously asking, "Lin Yifeng, how did you know this...?"
Bai Yejin pointed to the mourning hall: "I came here to watch the show."
"You're not a silly little girl!"
Lin Yifeng looked at Bai Yejin with a puzzled expression. He pointed to Bai Yejin's little head and said, "Use your little head. This mourning hall is so big, anyone passing by can definitely see it."
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