"You fucking..."

"That's... really beautifully done!"

Brother Dao swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Damn it!

You were carrying a bag of paper money for the dead, and I thought you were carrying a ransom!

It’s fine if it’s just ghost money, but he also took away all my family’s wealth!

If it weren't for the fact that you're a funeral brother, I would teach you a lesson!

At this moment, Brother Dao was not angry, but rather felt somewhat fortunate.

Fortunately, I didn't gamble my life with Brother Funeral, otherwise I really wouldn't even be able to breathe...

As things developed to this point, the confusion in Dao Ge and others' minds was resolved.

No wonder they can win every time.

If you play cards with the King of Hell, it would be strange if you don’t lose!

What I’m afraid of is that what you lose is not money, but your life span in the next life!

"Leader, I'll tell you everything!"

Without waiting for Liu Jun to speak, Brother Dao took the lead and stretched out his hand.

After playing a game of cards with Brother Sangsang, a game that started under coercion, Brother Dao felt like he had escaped death.

Who cares how many years you get in prison? At least you can stay away from the funeral director!

With Brother Dao taking the lead, the other brothers stopped resisting and stretched out their hands, waiting to be handcuffed.

They are exactly the same group of counterfeit money dealers we met last time in Xingfu Community.

And they all said the same thing: Brother Funeral, he didn't even play a single card, he just came to redeem people.

The purpose is to avoid having to deal with the funeral brother while suffering from the calamity of imprisonment.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jun was also a little surprised.

The last two arrests were so smooth.

It’s a pity that I didn’t bring so many handcuffs. Next time I get closer to Zhang Fan, I must prepare more in the trunk.

…

Twenty minutes later.

Colleagues from the Security Bureau rushed to the scene and took Brother Dao and others back, while Zhang Fan and the other two took statements on the spot and regained their freedom.

Before taking him away, Liu Junhe specifically asked Zhang Fan to bring his employees to attend his celebration banquet in the evening.

After Liu Jun and others left, Zhang Fan and Wang Kai sat at the card table, waiting for Zhao Yong and Zhao Feng.

At this time, Zhao Yong had already led Zhao Feng into a private box.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Feng followed behind Zhao Yong. He seemed to be fine, except that his face was a little red and swollen.

On the way to the parking space, Zhang Fan joked:

"Okay, both of you are very capable, one of you is very good at cheating, and the other is very scheming. You are the ones who called the police, right?"

"Boss, you're joking. It's always good to have many skills." Wang Kai said happily.

"That's true." Zhang Fan nodded slightly and asked as he walked, "But I'm just a little curious. Since you two have this ability, why do you want to work in a small funeral home?"

"Well... this kind of thing is hard to say. If you really want me to say a few words, then I can only say briefly. Generally speaking, it's hard to say... Maybe it's fate."

Wang Kai talked a lot of nonsense, but didn't say a word to the point, so Zhang Fan didn't ask any more questions.

No matter how capable they are, as long as they are willing to work, Changhong Funeral Home will accept them. If you want to leave, that's fine too.

At half past two, the three returned to the funeral home.

As for Zhao Feng, he was driven off the bus by Zhao Yong when he was passing a bus stop.

After this beating, Zhao Feng became completely obedient.

…

The other side.

After some hard work, the suona apprentice has achieved some success.

I have to say, this guy is really good at speaking.

After his persuasion, 90% of the purely commercial funeral homes in South City, except for the traditional ones, joined his rights protection group.

The suona apprentice is the leader of the Nancheng funeral industry rights protection group.

Of course, achieving this goal is not entirely due to the suona apprentices.

As early as this morning, after Zhang Fan made the clarification, a group of shop owners smelled signs that Zhang Fan was going to recruit workers.

More or less, there are one or two employees under them who have expressed the idea of ​​taking a break for a while.

It was called a rest, but everyone knew that they just wanted to give Changhong Funeral Home a try. If they could stay, they would stay, and if they couldn't, they would come back.

The profits in the funeral industry have been growing in the past two years. They are all businessmen. If the funeral industry in South City is completely monopolized by Zhang Fan, then they will have nothing to lose.

However, there are still a small number of stores that stick to their original plans and intend to merge into Changhong Funeral.

The reason why the suona apprentice became the group leader was not because of his ability, but because the shop owners wanted to find someone to stand out and become a scapegoat.

Once the situation goes wrong, he will be the only one left in the group in a few minutes.

At this time, the suona apprentice was lying in the rental house with an expectant look on his face, and sent the message he had just edited in the group chat.

"My family, our current situation is very serious. I have worked with Changhong before, and I know exactly how greedy this boss is!

You may not know that the two paper-folding craftsmen in his family are both masters, but they were trapped in the store by Zhang Fan using a contract, and they only get paid 1,800 yuan a month.

Just imagine, if all the funeral industry in Nancheng was taken away by Changhong, how much would you get?

I know that some of you are defending your rights while thinking about how to merge into Changhong. I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible!

I think everyone knows how evil Zhang Fan is! If we don't unite, we will die without a burial place!

@Nansheng Funeral, Boss Wu, your Nansheng Funeral is a time-honored brand in Nancheng. You have the most say in this matter. I heard that a piece of cemetery you recently acquired was also favored by Zhang Fan. Tell us what you think. "

Boss Wu: "Let's make money together. As long as Changhong doesn't go too far, I have no comment. I join the group just to watch the fun, and you guys can chat about your own things."

XX Funeral: "Boss Wu, if you don't want to say anything, then I'll say something. I think we can't let Changhong Funeral continue to develop like this. Today, a customer of mine would rather not pay the deposit than switch to Changhong."

XX Funeral: "That's right, Zhang Fan is really wicked for hiring so many workers at once!"

XX Funeral: "That's what I said, but this matter can't be rushed..."

“…”

The shop owners all talked to each other, but no one dared to take the lead.

The suona apprentice had anticipated this solution, and this was exactly the result he wanted.

With a slight smile, the suona apprentice sent a message:

"Since no one has noticed, I hope you can cooperate with me. I have a way to drive Zhang Fan out of South City completely. All you need to do is pay. If you fail, I will bear the consequences alone. I will disband this group after the fundraising is completed. All you need to do is wait for good news."

"Okay, tell me."

"I can accept any amount up to 10,000 yuan."

"If you can make sure that the group chat can be disbanded as soon as possible, I can pay for it."

“…”

Although they didn't know what the suona apprentice was talking about, they wanted to listen to it in front of Yi. The most important thing was that he said that the group chat could be disbanded.

If they do this, even if Zhang Fan retaliates, it cannot be blamed on them. And if successful, they can still maintain their original business.

There is no way. If this trend continues, all funerals in Nancheng will be taken over by Zhang Fan sooner or later!

Seeing that no one objected, the suona apprentice expressed his thoughts:

"It's like this. I know a purple-robed Taoist priest. If we can ask him to help, Zhang Fan will be fine. But the fee is a bit high, 500,000. I calculated that we have 101 stores in total, so an average of 5,000 per person is fine."

"Next, I will pull Taoist Song into the group and ask him to say a few words to everyone."

[Song Hongzhong successfully joined the group chat...]

One minute after Taoist Song joined the group, he sent a voice message:

"Hello, bosses. Xiao Zhao has already told me about the problem you didn't encounter. In fact, there are some conflicts between Changhong Funeral and me. Otherwise, 500,000 yuan is far from enough for me to do it. If you believe me, with 500,000 yuan, I can make Zhang Fan's evil nature disappear completely, and Changhong Funeral will never come back!"

Song Hongzhong is Song Hongqiang’s master, one is from the Hong generation and the other is from the Hong generation.

Unlike Hong Qiang, he is a purple-robed Taoist priest who truly masters Taoist arts. However, no one knows where this purple robe came from.

With the emergence of some news reports, Taoist Hong Zhong also began to doubt the death of his disciple and believed that Zhang Fan was involved.

Taoist Priest Hong Zhong’s profile picture is a selfie of him. He has white hair and beard, and wears a purple Taoist robe, looking like an immortal.

And his voice was kind and gentle, full of mystery.

After listening to Taoist Master Hong Zhong's speech, the funeral shop owners quickly made a decision, and some even transferred money directly in the group.

"This matter is settled. It's time to clean up the number one scourge in our South City."