What surprised Zhang Fan was...

Just a few seconds after the phone was hung up, a text message came from the other end, as if it had been prepared in advance.

Zhang Fan clicked on it and saw fifteen messy serial codes. He thought they could be exchanged for tickets on a certain platform.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Fan asked Li Xiaohui to print out the serial codes, and then posted a text message on his personal Douying.

"The latest funeral benefits from Daren. Book a one-stop service in the store and enjoy a 20% discount. You will also receive a front row ticket for the inner area. The number is limited to 15 people only, first come first served."

In order to prevent the store door from being blown up again, Zhang Fan added another comment below this work.

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After posting the dynamic, Zhang Fan switched apps, clicked into the store manager group, and asked:

"Everyone, if anyone is planning to transfer a cemetery, please contact me."

About five or six minutes later, people in the chat group began to respond.

[Well, boss, I have a cemetery that I can't run anymore. Can you help me find someone who wants to buy it? I'll let you know when the deal is done.]

[Report to the Chairman, Fenglin Cemetery is in financial difficulty and we are applying for the headquarters to manage it! ]

[Boss, help me, if I can't get out of this cemetery, I'm going to be forcibly executed! ]

[Ah? You all can’t do it anymore? Then I can’t do it either…]

【……】

Following the lead of a store manager, several of the few funeral homes that own cemeteries spoke out.

In the past, running a cemetery would definitely make money, and a lot of money.

But now... times have changed.

Apart from personal burials in Nancheng, the only funeral company left is Changhong Funeral.

Moreover... the customers have great trust in Zhang Fan and are vying for burial in Changhong Cemetery No. 1.

And their original cemetery entered a state of continuous loss.

If we don’t transfer it out, we won’t be able to afford to hire workers!

"I didn't expect that everyone would be in such a difficult situation. It's my fault as the boss. Don't worry, I'll send someone to take care of the handover today and sign the contract right away."

Looking at the store managers' responses, Zhang Fan was also a little surprised.

I originally thought that I was stealing someone's love, but it turned out to be a mutual help, a win-win situation!

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan sent a screenshot of the chat history to Li Xiaohui, asking him to sort it out, understand it, make an estimate, and then type out the transfer contract.

Take over the cemetery as soon as possible so that the Feng Shui stones in your hands will not be left idle.

Soon, it was five o'clock.

Most of the customers in the store had left, and Zhang Fan chatted with a group of employees as they prepared to get off work.

Just then, a man in black walked in from outside the door.

Leather jacket, jeans, black sunglasses, baseball cap, and the mysterious perspective of a supporting actor in the movie.

"Sir, you..."

Everyone looked at him in confusion. Before Li Hui could finish her words, the man looked directly at Zhang Fan and said:

"Boss Zhang, business is good."

After saying that, the man walked around the people standing in the hall, went straight to the sofa, and sat down without any hesitation.

His actions made Zhang Fan and others somewhat confused.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Fan asked, "Sir, why are you here?"

"I'm not here to buy anything or hold a funeral today."

The man shook his head slightly, then smiled and said, "I want to find Boss Zhang to tell my fortune."

"Fortune telling?"

Zhang Fan looked surprised and quickly shook his head and said, "Sorry sir, our family is a funeral home and we can't tell fortunes."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan secretly observed the man's face and said silently: "System, check lifespan."

[Jiang Tianhao, remaining life span: 67 years, does not meet the funeral standards, current target is an orphan, worthless, no need to talk nonsense.]

When the system notification sounded, Zhang Fan frowned immediately.

It's worthless, which means that this person's visit to the store definitely has nothing to do with the funeral.

He also made his intentions clear and asked me to tell his fortune... Maybe he was here to cause trouble...

At this time, Zhao Yong leaned over to Zhang Fan and whispered, "Boss, I'm the one who eats yellow grain."

"knew."

Zhang Fan nodded, his expression becoming more solemn.

It seems that this Jiang Tianhao might be the person Liu Jun mentioned who was waiting to investigate him...

"Boss Zhang, you are so accurate in choosing the focus on Fighting Eagle. Everyone says that you have the ability to predict life and death and the future. How can you say that you can't do it?"

The man in black looked at Zhang Fan, narrowed his eyes and said, "I heard that Lao Hu from the Security Bureau listened to you and went to the hospital for testing, and he did find out the problem."

"You tell me... you don't know how to tell fortunes?"

The man slowly took off his sunglasses, and when their eyes met, Zhang Fan saw a pair of...not quite normal eyes.

There seemed to be energy fluctuating in the dark pupils.

"hehe."

After confirming that the other party was not here to discuss funeral matters, Zhang Fan smiled faintly and said:

"Okay, if you insist on fortune-telling, I might know a little bit about it... I don't know what you want to tell?"

"readily!"

The man smiled slightly, then reached into his shirt and pulled out a photo.

He gently placed the photo on the coffee table and said, "Gong Juntong, alias Gong Dashan, you should be familiar with this person, right?"

"Gong Dashan..."

Looking at the portraits in the photos, Zhang Fan and others all frowned slightly.

This man in black in front of me is definitely not doing good deeds...

"I've heard of him. It seems like he was a master of Nansheng Funeral Home. I heard that something unexpected happened to him later. The Security Bureau didn't tell me the specific details, but I heard it sounded strange." Zhang Fan said truthfully.

"It's quite strange." The man in black nodded, then took out a remote control from his pocket.

As he pressed a button, the store's large screen turned on automatically and started playing a video.

It was the same as what Liu Jun showed the three of them at the beginning.

Li Xiaohui on the left and Gong Dashan on the right, the two were doing the same action, one died and the other was injured.

"How do you explain these two videos?" the man asked, pointing at the screen.

Zhang Fan looked at the screen in confusion. How could it be his own screen, but it was obeying someone else’s instructions?

I will unplug the network cable and smash the screen tomorrow!

After a pause, Zhang Fan pretended to be surprised and said, "I don't seem to be here either?"

"You're not there?" The man in black asked unhappily, "You must have employees, right?"

At this time, Wang Kai answered: "Yes, there is, but she is the victim. We have already called the police."

"Don't worry, let's watch the next paragraph."

The man shook his head and pressed the remote control again, and a group of pictures appeared on the screen.

"This is what Xingfu Community looks like after an unexpected lightning strike."

"As far as I know, Comrade Zhao Yong, your cousin Zhao Feng was there that night. Do you know about this?"

"Well..." Zhao Yong hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "I know."

"Why is he okay?"

Just as Zhao Yong was about to tell the truth, Wang Kai continued to answer: "It's just a tough life, it's that simple."

"no……"

Jiang Tianhao was almost defeated after being disturbed by Wang Kai twice. He pulled off his cap and looked at Wang Kai and asked:

"It was obviously you who did it, but you dare not take responsibility for it?"

The exasperated voice stopped, and the mysterious aura around the man disappeared in an instant.

Then, he felt a little aggrieved:

"Do you know how much of a headache it is for me to investigate your store these days?"

"You follow one after another, you go out at night and the whole street explodes, you go home to eat a bowl of noodles and there are supernatural events everywhere, what are you three doing?"

Jiang Tianhao used three dirty words in a row, but still couldn't express his dissatisfaction.

"So...did we do something wrong? Or did we hurt someone?"

At this time, Zhang Fan, who had been silent for a while, spoke calmly:

"I know that you belong to a special department with considerable authority."

"But I want to know, where were you when Gong Dashan was killing innocent people? Where were you when someone's life was endangered by what you call 'unnatural'?"

"When someone was wrongly killed more than 30 years ago and resentment was overwhelming, where were you?"

“Ahem…”

Facing Zhang Fan's soul-searching question, Jiang Tianhao coughed twice awkwardly and spread his hands:

"Alright, alright, I won't pretend anymore. I can't blow it up."

"To tell you the truth, I have already investigated Gong Dashan's matter, some of the people you used to pay attention to, and the matter of Yejia Village. By the way, I have also helped you settle it."

"I came here this time because I want to ask you for help with something."

After he finished speaking, Wang Kai expressed his dissatisfaction: "Damn it, you're still pretending when you ask someone to do something for you."

Similarly, Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Tell me about it."

"That..." Jiang Tianhao hesitated and said:

"The dean of Longke Institute is sweeping the floor in your cemetery now. Can you promote him and let him work in the store? I think you can add a kitchen here. I heard that the dean is a good cook."

"What Dean of Longke Institute..." Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "You mean... Mr. Xu who came to my place to apply for a job a few days ago and was sent to clean the place?"

Jiang Tianhao nodded quickly and said, "Yes, it's Mr. Xu. Although what he researched is useless when it comes to being useful, it is still very important at the moment."

"this……"

Zhang Fan was completely stunned.

Wow...the president of Longke Institute is actually working as his own cleaner.

Who would believe this if I told them out?

This should be against the law, right?

After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan said, "Okay, okay, I'll invite him tomorrow, and if you need anything, just tell me directly. It's useless for me to keep him anyway."

"By the way, tell him to prepare 50 million when he comes. I can't just give it away for free."

"Okay!"

Hearing this, Jiang Tianhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He almost had a heart attack during today's trip.

I don’t know what the higher-ups were thinking, letting a mere oxen and horses investigate Zhang Fan.

At first he thought it was some little trick, but halfway through he realized that this was simply a life-threatening job!

After a pause, Jiang Tianhao said, "Boss Zhang, I'd like to treat you to dinner tonight?"

"No, I already have an appointment." Zhang Fan shook his head.

"Okay, I'll leave first."

Jiang Tianhao nodded, then ran out of the store.