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7, Funeral

The remaining Zhou Bangyuan and Zhou Bangguo were in the same villa. They suddenly felt so quiet. Zhou Bangyuan's throat was tight and she felt stuck together.

"You have a good rest, I'll prepare for my father's funeral." Zhou Bangguo put on his clothes and was about to go out. Someone must come out to host, "It's okay, it's really okay, you have a good meal."

After saying that, he went to the kitchen to find Zhou Ma, "No need to prepare anything else. I cook corn porridge. I looked at Bangyuan eating when it was cold. Call me if I had something to do, so pay more attention."

Zhou's mother was a little distracted when she cut fresh corn. You said that rich people have ways to live, and poor people have ways to live, but it is just a different kind of misfortune and luck.

After she has been doing it for so many years, she didn't realize that Mr. Zhou could cheat. She glanced at him and looked at Zhou Bangyuan lying on the sofa without saying anything. She felt really pitiful. She was such a lively little girl in the past.

"Eat something, Mr. Zhou specifically told me before leaving." Zhou's mother put the things on the coffee table and watched Zhou Bangyuan raise her arm to cover her eyes.

She didn't know whether to eat or not. Zhou's mother said to clean the kitchen and quickly took another aunt back to her room.

She felt a little dizzy, so she stood up and drank the corn porridge, and almost took a few bites. She didn't eat enough at this time, were she waiting to see her father?

Thinking of the mistress raised by her father, Zhou Bangyuan thought it was really interesting. Her father had no choice but to die, but Xiao Furong was still alive, and Zhou Moli was still alive.

She felt that this woman would not stop and would definitely make a fuss before the matter was over. Otherwise, how could she make money in the future? She would have an illegitimate daughter in her hand.

Zhou Moli felt that things were unreliable when she came home, "Mom, this matter cannot be delayed. Da Too clearly doesn't want to admit it. We will have no result if we wait."

"Why is this old woman so cruel? Your father loves you so much while he is alive. Now he is not here, he is bullying our mother and daughter like this."

Little Furong still can't tell the situation, but she is not as thorough as Zhou Moli in terms of things. She blames this and that, why should she recognize you?

Zhou Moli felt no matter how distressed she felt, she didn't plan to recognize her. Moreover, the pearl in his hand was not her, she was a serious lady.

Zhou Jiye is alive, but Zhou Moli will never be exposed in her life. Now she is dead, Zhou Moli is a little colder and feels that it is a good time to take this opportunity to knock on the door of the Zhou family.

This is not a matter of money, it is a matter of a person's ambition. She thinks she should have the best and top-notch things, and the Zhou family has these.

"If things are suppressed, it will be difficult for people to pay attention to them in the future. We must make a fuss while everyone is paying attention. Mom, then you go to Dad's funeral to make a fuss, so that the entire Hong Kong city will know, shouldn't we take care of our unknown people?"

Zhou Moli came up with a good idea, and was crazy. She instructed her mother to go to her father's funeral to make trouble, just to threaten the Zhou family. Show people in Hong Kong City that shouldn't the orphans and widows be cared for, and shouldn't they be taken to the house? After all, it's just a little bloodline.

Xiao Furong believes in her daughter very much and has been smart since she was a child. "Yes, you can do this, don't worry, when the Zhou family doesn't recognize us, I will die to show them."

Throughout history, the tricks of crying, making a fuss and hanging have been tried and true, and are very eye-catching and full of topics. They are simple and crude, but have excellent results. They are really a good medicine for Chinese families.

You said that Zhou Bangguo was exhausted and ready, so he bought a Feng Shui treasure land at a high price, and specially invited someone to come and do the ritual. After all, it was a sudden death, and Hong Kong City paid great attention to this.

The news couldn't be suppressed the next day, so just look at the stock. It shrinks so much that it basically barely keeps it and does not collapse. Big Tai has no choice, but she still occupies that position, and would rather lose to the second Tai Tai than take advantage of it.

So Zhou Bangguo didn't need to hide it. Many of them came on the funeral day, and the gift was a huge sum.

It is normal to see that Da Tai is not here. It is too cruel to see his son away when his mother is not here, but Mrs. Zhou is not here. Someone must know the inside story, so everyone knows that the Zhou family’s big house is over.

Dong Xiaoshuai looked at his watch and said it was very good. He had been waiting for half an hour. Didn’t he just change his clothes? He thought Lu Songsong was not normal today, so he first said he would attend Mr. Lu’s funeral.

This is strange. Lu Songsong never attends funeral banquets unless the souvenir gift is really generous. He is afraid that he will get too much gift money. Anyway, there are basically no good friends here.

Moreover, more importantly, when he was about to go out, Lu Songsong said that his clothes were a little dirty. Dong Xiaoshuai felt that he might have to go to the hospital for a look. The clothes he just changed in the morning were not an hour now, so where was it dirty?

But he waved his hand and kept smiling, waiting for Lu Songsong to change his clothes. God knows why he waited for half an hour. If he hadn't heard the sound inside, he might have really broken into the door, and the boss might have died suddenly.

I only dared to arrange it in my heart. When I saw Lu Songsong coming out, I was used to smiling faces, and then the next second, I was shocked.

"What's wrong? Is it because I'm too handsome?" Lu Songsong said sarcastically and strode ahead.

Dong Xiaoshuai wanted to poke his eyes. He didn't want to follow his boss today. He was going to attend a funeral, not a beauty pageant. If you dress so delicately, you won't be afraid that your family will beat you to death.

Lu Songsong was wearing a white suit, very good, there was nothing wrong with wearing white at the funeral, but this guy was furious and angry.

"Boss, this square scarf is good and the color is very bright." Dong Xiaoshuai thought it was really good-looking, which highlighted his temperament, and was in the same color as the gem earrings on Lu Songsong's left earrings.

"If you have any questions, please tell me, don't just talk nonsense every day." Lu Songsong was in a good mood. He looked at the stocks this morning and felt that the big guy couldn't hold on anymore. It was only a few days before he felt sorry for the little pitiful money.

I thought of that little pitiful person, and I could see him in a while. I felt better. I didn’t have very long legs, but I still walked with the wind.

"Okay, then I'll just say it's better to give it to me. Now I'm going to worship, right?" Dong Xiaoshuai also likes this square scarf. His boss may have only one advantage, and it can match it very fashionable.

Lu Songsong paused, pulled it off and immediately changed his face, with a gloomy face.

Dong Xiaoshuai immediately caught it, thinking that he could wear this scarf for next date to increase his charm value, so that it would not be easy to break up.

Looking at Lu Songsong's dead face, I didn't know that he was the family of the deceased. Otherwise, why would his face be so bad? I didn't dare to go to Xiao Xiang Lu Songsong's left earrings.
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