The next morning.

Zhang Fan started his shift as usual.

As soon as I turned into Changhong Street, I saw a very cool tricycle parked unceremoniously in front of the store.

"Oh my goodness...are they getting new stock?"

I've already told you that we don't accept reservations for free events, so why are there so many people coming?

After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Fan quickly walked into the store.

Seeing Zhang Fan enter the store, Li Xiaohui quickly walked through the crowd, came to Zhang Fan and whispered:

"Boss, you're here at the right time. There are a group of big customers here. Please handle them. I really can't handle it."

"Is there anything you can't handle?"

Zhang Fan looked puzzled, and then carefully looked at the customers in the store.

Last time, more than 20,000 people came to make reservations, and it wasn’t difficult for Li Xiaohui. What happened today?

However, when Zhang Fan saw everyone’s simple attire, his first reaction was not why they were difficult to deal with.

Instead, he was a little surprised. He wondered...whether all these people were brought here by the tricycle at the door.

He had seen many tricycles carrying people, but this was the first time he had seen one that could carry so many people at once.

At this time, Ye Qiubo, who was leading the group, looked at Zhang Fan and said, "You are the boss of Changhong Funeral Company, right?"

"Yes, it's me." Zhang Fan nodded slightly and asked, "Uncle, there are so many of you here, right?"

"We want to participate in your store's free-of-charge event. Everyone must participate. Can you give us more gifts?" Ye Qiubo said without blushing.

"This... I'm sorry." Zhang Fan shook his head and explained:

"Dear uncles and aunts, our store's free meal event does not support reservations. Only special customers can enjoy it."

"Can't enjoy it?"

Hearing this, Ye Qiubo frowned immediately and said with a noble look: "Young man, there are more than 20 of us. Have you thought it through?"

"I really can't."

Zhang Fan shook his head and finally understood why Li Xiaohui had a headache.

He came to the store early in the morning and asked for a free bill and a gift, and he spoke so arrogantly. Who could accept this?

Seeing Zhang Fan's refusal, Ye Qiubo immediately changed his tone and said, "Boss, you know Ye Xiaoshan, right? We are all his elders. I heard that you have a good relationship, and he introduced us."

"Ye Xiaoshan? Are you from Yejia Village?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Yes, we all are." Ye Qiubo nodded and said, "What do you think about this event?"

Zhang Fan didn't say anything, but quickly scanned every face in front of him.

"System, check the remaining lifespan."

[Ye Qiubo, remaining life span, less than three days, cause of death: drowning.]

[Ye Hehe, remaining life span, less than three days, cause of death: carbon dioxide poisoning.]

[Ye Rulong, remaining life span, less than three days, cause of death: car accident.]

【leaf……】

After looking around, Zhang Fan frowned immediately.

The people in Yejia Village...is there no one who has a long life?

Not only were there less than three days left, but the causes of death were all unexpected.

The point is, their accidents had nothing to do with the outside world, and there was no way to save them even if we wanted to.

But since they came to the funeral home, let's make friends...

Seeing that Zhang Fan had not responded yet, Ye Qiubo urged, "Boss, how are you thinking about it?"

Zhang Fan thought for a while and said, "How about this, uncles and aunts, our store's free order quota is now used up, but if you want to book a funeral, I can give you a big discount. After all, there are so many of you, I will take it as a small profit but quick turnover."

"Twenty-eight thousand and eighty, including all funeral services. If you choose to bury your body in Changhong Cemetery, you only need to add an extra 5,888. This is a great discount. You won't find another one in South City."

After he finished speaking, Ye Qiubo immediately became furious: "Aren't you lying? You said it was free, but now you have to pay 20,000 or 30,000 yuan!"

"That's right, how can you do business?"

"That's so unfair. They can get the bill waived if they give it to others, but not to us!"

"Okay! Bullying old men and old ladies, huh?"

"Young people nowadays have no sincerity at all. You are the ones who are ruining society!"

“…”

Everyone echoed and hurled various insults at Zhang Fan.

"you……"

After all these operations, Zhang Fan was left speechless.

Is this for placing an order?

It's obvious that they are here to rob!

On the side, Wang Kai and Zhao Yong had already begun to order him to leave, giving Zhang Fan various hints with their eyes.

However, Zhang Fan was unwilling to miss out on so many pre-orders.

The system specifies an order that the vegetables can be harvested in three days, so we have to do it even if it means losing money.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "Five thousand eight, I'll cover all your funeral expenses!"

"Five thousand eight... this is fine."

"Village Chief, how about we just settle it like this?"

"I think it's quite suitable. There are 29 of us in total. On average, each person only pays 200 yuan."

“…”

"What do you mean by suitable?" Ye Qiubo turned around and glared at them, then turned to look at Zhang Fan and said, "You are not getting a free meal."

"No, uncle, this is already free. Think about it, I each contribute 200 yuan, which is 5,800 yuan. After adding up the fare, I will still lose money." Zhang Fan said without hesitation.

"Hmm... that's true." Ye Qiubo nodded thoughtfully and gritted his teeth and said, "Five thousand eight hundred is five thousand eight hundred, but you have to give me a written receipt, don't deny it when the time comes."

"Don't worry, uncle. We have a contract." Zhang Fan explained.

Soon, Li Xiaohui drafted the contract, and Zhang Fan collected the money while signing the contract with the people from Yejia Village.

After signing the contract, everyone in Yejia Village left the house one after another. Zhang Fan chased them out and said:

"Uncle and aunt, this is too dangerous. You should go to the station and take the bus."

"Tatatata~"

The people of Ye Village ignored Zhang Fan and set off slowly, driving the diesel engine.

Wang Kai followed Zhang Fan and couldn't help but sigh, "Goodness... If all the people in this car fell into the ditch, several of them would be drowned."

"Boss, you're losing money on this deal. I don't think any of those people will survive more than half a year."

"It's just some loose change, it doesn't matter."

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan turned and walked into the store.

For the store, this order may result in a small loss, but for him, it is a big profit.

However, just after taking two steps, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something.

Zhao Yong said yesterday that the bell-ringers from Yejia Village would come to his door today. Could it be... that they were talking about this group of people?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan looked up at Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong seemed to have an idea in mind, and nodded, "That's them. The area between their eyes is smooth and even, but when they walk, they bend over and support their backs. Their physical condition is very poor."

"Between the eyes?" Zhang Fan asked doubtfully, "Are you talking about the Palace of Illness?"

"That's right." Zhao Yong nodded and said, "He's not injured or sick, but he's in a bad mood. There must be a reason for that."

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly realized what was going on and quickly turned around to chase after him.

I wanted to ask for clarification, but I could no longer see the tricycle.

"rough!"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but swear.

These people only have less than three days left to live. If they all die, what will happen to Liu Jun and Li Shaohui?

"Boss, don't panic. The talisman Zhao Yong gave is enough for Liu Jun and the others to jump around for three days." Wang Kai at the door persuaded.

"Three days?" Zhang Fan looked at Wang Kai and asked, "Why also three days? Is that considered good?"

"Boss, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. We'd better not interfere forcefully."

Wang Kai once again said what the system said.

It sounds profound, but Zhang Fan wanted to hit someone after hearing it.

This one is too mysterious.

However, Zhang Fan roughly understood what Wang Kai meant.

If Liu Jun can get things done in three days, he will be safe.

If they were all killed and had no idea where to start, Liu Jun would have no choice but to wait for death!

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan frowned and said, "It won't be that easy to get into trouble."

After saying that, Zhang Fan turned around again and walked into the office without looking back.

Wang Kai looked at Zhao Yong and shrugged innocently.

…

Half past seven.

After Liu Jun completed the formalities, he released all the funeral owners who should be released.

Then, he took Li Shaohui and drove to Yejia Village.

The shop owners only stayed in the police station for seven short days, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

However, not all of these funeral shop owners were released.

The man with a mustache who leaked the news and the silver-tongued Zhao Zhiguang were both beaten into the hospital. The crime of the three perpetrators was more serious as the place where they committed the violence was rather special. It is estimated that they will not be out for a hundred to eighty days.

After coming out of the Security Bureau, the shop owners discussed it and decided to buy some gifts first, go to the hospital to greet Xiao Zhao, and then go back to deal with the funeral home's affairs.

…

Funeral home.

After Zhang Fan pondered for a while in the office, he finally figured it out.

The luck of Master Liu Jun and his apprentice is good enough to rival his own evil ways.

In three days, they might be able to find out the truth and might even make some small contribution.

If it really doesn't work, just transfer them yourself. There's nothing to worry about.

After figuring it out, Zhang Fan felt instantly relieved.

Therefore, he planned to play with his phone for a while and then go to look at the house at ten o'clock.

After opening Fighting Eagle, Zhang Fan first took a look at the backstage.

42 million.

In just one night, the price increased by another two million. It seems that the two things that happened yesterday were quite explosive.

Then, Zhang Fan opened the private message again, but saw countless strange requests.

It seems that I was attacked by the fans of a big star.