"There's no problem signing the contract, but let me make it clear in advance that I'm thirty-five this year, and no one can bury me before I live to be eighty." Zhu Zhuanjia said after thinking for a while.

"Sir, your request is... a little strange."

Zhang Fan looked thoughtful and said hesitantly: "Since you think you can live to be eighty, why do you want to schedule a funeral so early? I would like to ask, are you physically…"

"My body is fine, but my mind is traumatized!"

Zhu Zhuanjia took off his sunglasses and said helplessly: "Brother Sangzang, do you think I look familiar?"

"You are... Zhu Zhuan family?"

Zhang Fan looked at it carefully for a moment and recognized that the person was the blogger he had followed not long ago.

If he could make a reservation in advance, it would just meet the requirements of the system task.

But fifty years is a bit too long.

Just as Zhang Fan was thinking, Zhu Zhuanjia said, "Brother Sangzang, I'll give you another 500,000 yuan. Can you unfollow me?"

"This...I'm afraid it won't work."

Zhang Fan shook his head slightly and explained, "You may have misunderstood. Whether I pay attention to you or not has nothing to do with your life or death. Although the netizens spread it very mysteriously, I have never admitted it. I just want to make appointments with some customers online, such as those who have no children or the elderly in their families are in deteriorating health."

"If you are willing to make an appointment with our store, I welcome you to do so. However, the appointment can only be made until the day you die. There is no set age limit. If you do not accept this, then I can only express my regret."

This is all Zhang Fan could say about Zhu Zhuanjia.

If he hadn't come to place an order, Zhang Fan wouldn't have bothered to say a word to him about the rumors he spread online.

After he finished speaking, Wang Kai added: "Mr. Zhu, if you don't want to bury him, there is now an indoor cemetery and the urn can be placed on the table."

"Um...let me think about it."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuan became conflicted.

I have used so many strategies, is it possible that none of them works?

In the face of absolute strength... all efforts are in vain?

If I don't sign this contract, I might get killed as soon as I leave.

But even if I sign this contract, it doesn't seem to change the outcome, right?

No…no, no, no!

Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuanjia suddenly remembered the message Zhang Fan left him.

"I suggest you come and experience for yourself the profits of a funeral home."

What's the focus?

The key is to place the order and let the funeral brother make money!

Isn’t this the hint given by Brother Funeral?

Aren’t all those that fell off before due to disobedience?

Yes, that's it!

After thinking this through, Zhu Zhuanjia suddenly understood and nodded, "I've decided. I'll sign it now!"

"Okay, Brother Yong, prepare a contract."

“…”

Soon, Zhu Zhuanjia and Changhong Funeral signed a long-term contract.

During the business hours of Changhong Funeral Home, if anything happens to Zhu Zhuan's family, Changhong Funeral Home will be fully responsible for the funeral.

The full amount is paid in one lump sum, so there is no need to consider the issue of inflation, and Changhong Funeral Home will be responsible to the end.

After signing the contract, Zhu Zhuanjia left the funeral home trembling with fear.

A tip from the funeral brother, I have completed it myself.

The only thing left is not to make any suggestions in the future.

So, I will stay away from advice, popular science, and nonsense in the future.

"I just live a normal life and be careful. This should have nothing to do with Brother Funeral's suggestion, right?"

…

"This expert is so unethical. I don't know how many people he has harmed by his ridiculous suggestions and popular science posts online."

After Zhu Zhuanjia left, Wang Kai couldn't help but complain: "Don't you think it's Zhao Yong? We shouldn't do it for people like him, don't you think?"

Zhao Yong didn't say anything, but just shook his head with a grim face, as if he had something on his mind.

Seeing this, Wang Kai could only talk to himself: "But speaking of it, the store still needs to do business after all, what do you think, boss?"

"Good people are sent to the underworld, bad people are sent to hell. Isn't a funeral a kind of judgment?"

Zhang Fan murmured something, then went into the inner room and started tinkering with the plasma TV.

"Damn it, now that you say that, the funeral home has become more prestigious!"

"What do you think, Zhao Yong? Why don't you say anything?"

"Tsk, pretending to be cool!"

Wang Kai rolled his eyes at him and turned to play with his phone.

However, after a few minutes, a ragged and down-and-out boy suddenly broke into the funeral home.

"Cousin! Save me!"

The young man rushed to Zhao Yong, hugged his thigh and started crying: "Cousin, you have been the best to me since I was a child. If you don't save me, I will be finished!"

The boy's name is Zhao Feng, and he is Zhao Yong's cousin from the same village.

Some time ago, he accidentally got involved in online debt collection, and the debt collector followed him to the village. After being beaten, he had no choice but to find Zhao Yong this time.

He called his cousin this morning, which is why Zhao Yong was in a low mood.

"I don't have any money! Don't come to me again!"

Zhao Yong struggled to break free from Zhao Feng somewhat helplessly. He could no longer help his cousin.

The lump sum salary that the boss paid him before was basically lent to this kid, and he never paid back a penny!

"Cousin, you can't just stand by and watch someone die! Have you forgotten that when you were a kid and went to school, you always lived in my house? When my mom passed away, you cried even more miserably than I did. I am her mom's only son!"

Seeing Zhao Yong's firm attitude, Zhao Feng had to play the emotional card.

But Zhao Yong was really shy. He had just borrowed money from Wang Kai a few months ago and hadn't paid it back yet.

“I really have no money this time.”

"No money? Don't lie to me, cousin. With your skills, how can you be short of money?"

"Yesterday, the owner of the brick factory in the next village called me and asked me to help him contact you for 100,000 yuan. Why don't you go there?"

"I've retired from this line of work a long time ago."

Zhao Yong sighed, turned his head and looked at Wang Kai and said, "Wang Kai, can you lend me some?"

"Borrow money, why didn't you ask me to lend you money when you ignored me just now?"

Wang Kai gave him a displeased look. He had heard about this younger brother of Zhao Yong when Zhao Yong borrowed money from him last time.

Wang Kai was not curious about the 100,000 yuan travel fee he mentioned.

They are all paper-making craftsmen who have inherited traditions, and none of them has not been hired at a high price.

"Lend me some...I'll pay it back." Zhao Yong said unconfidently.

"No! I'll give you enough money, but not a penny!"

Wang Kai refused again, looking at Zhao Feng on the ground and angrily said:

"Do you really have to suck your brother's blood?"

"If you can get caught up in your hometown by borrowing online loans, why don't you get the whole village to borrow online loans together? I don't believe he dares to touch you!"

"You are the fool who can't afford it!"

While saying this, Wang Kai had already started transferring money using his mobile phone.

"For the last time, I have to go out less often."

At this time, Zhang Fan came out from the inner room and asked knowingly:

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Yong, I heard that you are planning to take on private work?"

“No.” Zhao Yong waved his hand and said, “My cousin…borrowed a loan from a black website and can’t pay it back.”

"Illegal online loans?" Zhang Fan frowned and said, "Brother, how can you get involved in online loans at such a young age?"

Zhao Feng stammered, "I... I accidentally found a live streamer on Douying, and then I was cheated by him. I borrowed 10,000 yuan, but after deducting the handling fee, I only got 2,000 yuan, and I have to pay back 16,000 yuan. Now the interest is compounded... It has already increased to more than 60,000 yuan. My brother helped me pay back a lot of it, and now I'm still a little short..."

"There are such anchors? Why didn't I see them..."

Zhang Fan looked thoughtful, then took out 30,000 yuan from the counter.

It is not unforgivable for young people to encounter illegal online loans, as long as they admit their mistakes and correct them.

At least this kid knew how to be honest with his family.

He handed the money to Zhao Yong and said, "Brother Yong, we will have more orders in the future. This is your salary and bonus for the next two months."

"I've given you the money, distribute it as you wish."

"Thank you, boss."

After a moment, Zhao Yong took the money with gratitude on his face.

Although he felt embarrassed to ask for an advance on his salary, his cousin really needed the money now.

He also thought about taking legal action, but the case is still under investigation and he is afraid that these black online lenders might do something out of line.

"Take the money and settle the matter. When you get home, remember to inform your mother at her grave and find a job honestly in the future."

Zhao Yong wanted to curse, but he didn't say anything and handed the money to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng looked at the mountain in front of him, reflected on his mistakes, and wanted to say something, but was driven out by Zhao Yong.

After Zhao Feng left, Zhao Yong expressed his gratitude again, and the three of them chatted about the matter.

…

The other side.

Zhu Zhuanjia walked on the road, taking every step carefully.

For fear of any accidents, the phone always keeps Yaoyao Ling’s dialing page on it.

But life always likes to pour a bucket of cold water on you when you are down.

He just bought a pancake on the roadside, but the owner actually added two spoonfuls of chili to the dish, even though he had hemorrhoids for ten years, on the grounds that "experts say spicy food is good for health."

Speaking of food, he couldn't help but think of the time some time ago when he pretended to be a food expert and ate the Nine-Turn Pig Intestines.

Fortunately, this minor setback did not threaten his life.

After more than half an hour of trekking through mountains and rivers, he finally returned to the hotel and was temporarily safe.

…

at the same time.

A pub in South City.

In broad daylight, the door was closed.

Xiaozhuang's uncle was drinking alone.

The death of his nephew in a cycling accident was a huge blow to him.

He absolutely thought that his nephew's best years should not end like this.

When he was sorting out the deceased's belongings, he snatched a lot from Zhuang's father.

This includes a mobile phone card.

At this time, he used the mobile phone verification code to log in and logged into some social platforms in Xiaozhuang.

Of course, he didn't want to pry into Xiaozhuang's privacy, he just wanted to see if he could find some photos, videos or something like that. If he could find out Xiaozhuang's dream before his death, he would spend all his money to help him realize his dream.

In a few days, it will be the seventh day after Xiaozhuang's death. He wants to put some of Xiaozhuang's favorite things at home.

So he opened Xiaozhuang's favorite list.

Just keep flipping, flipping, flipping.

Almost all of them are motorcycle related videos.

Uncle Zhuang was also a handsome guy when he was young, and he had some knowledge about motorcycles.

At first, all he saw were some copycat cars, horizons, and modified videos.

This reminded him of the root cause of his nephew's accident.

It’s just that I didn’t buy a good motorcycle. If I had bought a better one, I wouldn’t have died so miserably!

Continuing to scroll down, the shadow of the horizon disappeared.

Instead, there are regular and safe motorcycles produced by some large manufacturers.

Its price is actually similar to that of the Horizon, the only difference is the displacement.

This made Uncle Zhuang frown and feel confused.

"It seems that Xiaozhuang also looked down on the horizon before. Why is he suddenly..."

After carefully reading it from top to bottom, Uncle Zhuang finally found the turning point.

It turned out that what made Xiaozhuang change his mind was a popular science video jointly released by a manufacturer and an expert.

[What's wrong with Horizon? Why do you look down on Horizon? Spend the least money and pretend to be the most impressive. They are all produced by regular manufacturers. Who is more noble than the other...]

[Who says that small factories can’t make good cars? Today I’m going to recommend a model to you. I personally visited the factory, watched the production process, and test-drove it myself…]

【If you want to buy a motorcycle, trust Lao Zhu, buy this one. 】

"You are such an expert, you are trying to trick my nephew. I will fight you to the death!"

Following the @entrance below the work, Uncle Zhuang entered the bricklayer’s personal homepage.

There was only one unexpected statement in it, which was confirmed to be fake by netizens.

However, Uncle Zhuang unexpectedly discovered that this Zhu Zhuan family had a chat record with Xiao Zhuang!

Xiaozhuang: Hello, Mr. Zhu, I would like to ask, is this motorcycle really safe? Will there be any quality problems?

Expert Zhu: When riding a bike, it’s about riding cool, not fast. As long as you ride properly, it will be absolutely safe. This bike is of very durable quality. I, Zhu, am willing to guarantee this with my personal integrity!

Xiaozhuang: I heard that assembled cars may have the problem of cylinder explosion. Does this car have that problem?

Zhu Zhuanjia: Absolutely impossible! I have learned that this car uses the latest engine technology, there is no possibility of explosion. The quality is better than that of BMW's dual-R. Even if I explode, it will not explode.

Xiaozhuang: OK, I’ll think about it.

Zhu Zhuanjia: What are you considering? You still don’t believe in my qualifications? Life is only a few decades long, don’t miss your youth!

Xiaozhuang: OK! I bought it!

"Well, that's very well said!"

Seeing this, Uncle Zhuang gritted his teeth and his face was full of anger.

Absolutely safe, right?

Your motorcycle doesn’t have a cylinder that explodes, right?

You wait! You are done!