As a famous old man, it was not until Chen Baochen's obituary was published in the Tianjin Daily that people who knew Chen Baochen knew. Most of the houses in Xinyuan community diagonally opposite Wenlinyuan are 140 square meters, in the living room on the 4th floor of Building 3, Building 3, and are the 4th floor.

The four of them sat around the table. The man sitting in the east flicked the ash in the ashtray with his left hand, and touched a mahjong card with his right hand. He didn't even look at it. He played it and said, "Four Buckets."

However, his next family did not have such ability to touch cards. He touched the cards and looked at them, and played them, "Dongfeng. Don't you plan to put in incense sticks in front of the spirit of Mr. Chen?"

"Are you asking for trouble?" Ximen smiled, and at the same time he touched a card, then smiled, changed the card and chose for a moment, "Red in the middle."

"Touch!" The East Gate family shouted immediately. He took the card and placed it in front of him. He sighed: "If there is no one in the guard, I would rather go. Jiutong."

"Eat." The next house in the east took over the card, "I heard that the man wanted to study today and finished studying in the military academy in Japan. But I don't know if he would return to China. "

"Study today? Haha. Who said this? Lord Chen? Hongzhong."

"Anyway, some people say that. This reminds me of the time when I heard someone say something that Mr. Zhang said recently. Two of them."

The other three stopped and asked, "What did Mr. Zhang say!"

"Mr. Zhang said, don't take care of porcelain work without diamonds. The children of the Zhang family will not start a business. The children of their family just learn craftsmanship. If you have the ability, you will become a scientist, engineer, doctor, or teacher. If you have the ability, you will open a renter.

If you really can't do it, you can deliver express delivery or sweep the streets. If you are lucky enough to meet someone who really doesn't have any skills and doesn't cause trouble, you will be a professional student for the rest of your life and study every day, that is a blessing for your family.

"

When the three of them heard this, the person from the East Gate sighed, "Oh... touch the card quickly."

The broken card began again, "Dongfeng. I said..."

"Don't say it. You should try your cards less. If you play again, you will have your husband!" The person from the East Gate warned.

"Oh..." The one who almost touched the card, "I think Mr. Zhang can be called the immortal spirit."

"Erbing. What else does Mr. Zhang lack in this life? Of course he has fairy spirit. Although he is rich for only three generations, the children of Mr. Zhang's family can really listen to Mr. Zhang's advice. He is afraid that his family's money will not be eaten up for ten generations."

"Hehe. Are the ten generations of nobles? Secretly! Come on, give me money quickly." The man's face had a smile.

The other three men each pinched two notes and threw them in front of the person. Dongmen sighed: "If you say this, President Duan's young master is very successful and is already a national player. Although playing Go is useless, he stays in the chess academy every day.

It’s not a loser. Look at the money he spent in the early years, but the money he spent in the past few years was probably not as much as he had spent in a month.”

"Sixty thousand. In the early years, Mr. Duan was also in Tianjin. In order to please President Duan, he was stinking his feet. Now everyone in the world knows him. A few days ago, Lao Zhang from Yunnan wrote a letter and asked in the letter.

Is the person mentioned in the newspaper Mr. Duan? Tsk tsk tsk tsk. From this point of view, Mr. Zhang’s family motto is the way to protect the family.”

"Well. I said that, but seeing those who opened factories make money, I always feel bad. Ten thousand."

"Bar!" shouted happily, and he rubbed his hands, "Wait, let me have a ball to bloom! Haha! Three cakes! I won three and six nine! Hula!"

"Ha! Then why don't you fire a cannon?"

"There are only a few cannons? Three and six nine, of course you have to touch yourself."

The other three gave money. Amid the sound of shuffling cards, the Simon sighed: "Which industry should we invest money in now?"

"Let's leave it to fate. Which of us knows how to operate? It's better to go to the local shares and wait for the dividends to be distributed at the end of the year. Besides, you can make money by investing now, and you want to do so much."

"It would be great if a state-owned company could also sell shares."

"What are you thinking about! Are you thinking about making money from your money bag today?"

As they were talking, the music came out, and outside the window, the drummers from the funeral shop were playing. Several people were placing cards, and the topic returned to Chen Baochen.

"Do you think that person will stay in the country?"

"Why stay in the country? Who dares to use him?"

"That person who can give him to Mr. Chen can be considered as a master and apprentice."

"...Haha." Some people just smiled. Some things always make people think of each other, but it is related to Puyi, and these former Qing officials were unwilling to say too much.

The last lap was Nanmen who won. He picked up two dice and threw it into the mahjong ring. The dice rolled for a few laps and then stopped, "Six pairs of doors."

The man from the north gate picked up a dice and smashed it at the other one. The two dices touched each other and flipped it, and the two red four-points were upwards.

"Yeah, leopard." Dongmen smiled.

"Two less." Beimen's expression became serious: "Now the government prohibits pornography, gambling and drugs. Let's play a few rounds of mahjong and give it a first prize. If someone violates government regulations, don't come to my house, let alone come to me."

The other three were stunned at first, and Dongmen smiled and said, "I have written several masterpieces of psychology today, and we have read the books of sages for so many years. If you can't even do these, you're seeking death. Maybe I

I haven't played with those for a long time, just talk casually."

In this circle, the south gate was sitting in the banker, and the cards were cut at the south gate and two troughs were taken away. The others picked up the cards and each took three troughs. The dealer took the jump cards and combined various cards, and they smiled.

, He played a card, "North Wind."

"Touch!" Dongmen took the sign and continued, "Everyone, my family drives a car rental company. I wonder if you are interested in buying a few cars to join. A cake."

"Touch!" said the Beimen dealer: "You still need to invest in a bicycle? Yaoji."

"Touch!" Dongmen said, and showed off his two young chickens, "It's not a bicycle, it's a truck."

The other three families were stunned. Dongmen was at ease and contented, "30,000."

The next company asked while looking at the cards: "Isn't it good to drive a truck company? Why do you have to rent a car? Beifeng."

“Yes, who can afford to rent a truck?”

Dongmen shook his head, "Now the government is conducting vocational training, there are many people who can drive, and not many people who can afford cars. Haven't you seen how many roads have been built now? National highways, provincial highways, and even villages have them.

Dirt road. With the road, the truck can run."

"Fifty thousand. What should I do if those people use the car? What should I do if it crashes? What should I do if someone dies?"

Dongmen lit another cigarette, "I didn't know what to do when I encountered these things. Now the government has promulgated the contract law and we do things according to the contract. I have hired some experts and asked them to help me control the cost and

The risk control regulations were made.”

The other three were very interested when they heard this, and started chatting while playing cards. After eight rounds of mahjong, the four of them stopped and followed the one from the East Gate to the company.

When they left the door, they saw that Wen Linyuan was no different from the past. The people entering and leaving did not increase or decrease because of setting up a mourning hall for Chen Baochen. Listening to the music of the drum and music team of the funeral shop in the courtyard, someone sighed: "It's also the Qing Dynasty.

It's been 21 years since it died."

The other three were also a little moved, and the person from the East Gate said, "There are still so many old and young people left behind, and you will not be able to see them all in a few years."

Puyi was wearing mourning clothes at this time, and as Chen Baochen's family, he greeted him together. When the person came to burn incense and kowtow to Chen Baochen, Puyi kowtowed to the guests with the children who rushed over to return the gifts. But not many people came, and Puyi mostly did

Waiting tumblingly. The initial regret had already numbed Puyi. He never expected that he would send the teacher away by himself. At this time, all Puyi had left was one thought. Leave the country as soon as possible and never return to this sadness.

land.

After the three-day mourning hall, Puyi personally carried a coffin to the teacher to attend the funeral. On the fourth day, Puyi bought a plane ticket back to Japan and went back to Japan. The Security Bureau was not very clear about the cause of Chen Baochen's death. According to the hospital's death report, Chen Baochen was because of

He died of a sudden stroke. Although there was a head impact, this impact was not the cause of Chen Baochen's death.

Moreover, in the information collected by the Security Bureau, Puyi and Chen Baochen had a very good relationship and had no hatred. Therefore, there was no intention to leave Puyi behind for investigation. Seeing that Puyi got on the plane, he had no intention of staying in China at all.

The Tianjin Security Bureau felt much more relaxed. The Security Bureau’s work is already very difficult now, and I really don’t want to spend more energy on Puyi.
Chapter completed!