After Guo Xinyang and Teacher Ye walked into the courtyard, Wu Duobao, who was crowded in the crowd, said to Wu Qingyin with some uneasiness: "Qingyin, this kid's friend seems to have some origins!"

Wu Qingyin conspired with Wu Duobao at Wu Duobao's house for a long time last night, and he swore that he would embarrass Wu Chengfeng's family at the funeral. Now Wu Qingyin listened to Wu Duobao's words and said, "Brother, what's this? These two people who came here are just businessmen and a teacher, and they have nothing to do with our eight poles." Later, when there are many people, I will ask the village cadres to come here and drive away the ringer team and remove all the tables!"

Wu Duobao listened to Wu Qingyin's words, nodded and said, "Okay! Qingyin, it's all up to you this time!"

"No problem! Wrap it up on me!" Wu Qingyin said proudly.

At this moment, another black car slowly drove over, and when the car drove closer, someone exclaimed, "Rolls-Royce!"

Some people, even if they have never eaten pork, have seen pigs run. Rolls-Royce seems to be much more well-known than Bentley.

Under the surprised eyes of the people of Wujiazhai, a young man got out of the parked car. Before everyone could see the young man's appearance, I saw the young man run to the co-pilot's position, stretched out his hand to open the car door, and then stepped down from the car A man in a black suit was imposing. The people of Wujiazhai suddenly realized that this middle-aged man was the protagonist of Rolls-Royce.

The middle-aged man glanced at the surrounding villagers and said lightly, "Xiao Ding, let's go in!"

"Okay!" said the young man named Xiao Ding respectfully.

"Zhou Zhonghai, chairman of Zhonghai Group!"

A sharp-eyed person recognized the figure of the middle-aged man and couldn't help but exclaim. The people around heard the exclamations and were stunned. Although almost no one present has ever seen Zhou Zhonghai, chairman of Zhonghai Group, it is the Internet era, and everyone is still familiar with the name of the richest man in Bairen.

The middle-aged man is Zhou Zhonghai, he heard Guo Xinyang tell him yesterday that Wu Chengfeng's grandmother had passed away, and asked him if he would go to the funeral. Zhou Zhonghai didn't think about it, so he agreed to go to the funeral. Because Zhou Zhonghai didn't come back from the city yesterday, he didn't come over with Guo Xinyang and Teacher Ye today.

On the way here, Zhou Zhonghai had already asked Guo Xinyang and learned that he and Teacher Ye each took 10,000 gifts. Although 180,000 yuan was just a drizzle in Zhou Zhonghai's eyes, he was very good with Guo Xinyang and Teacher Ye, and he also took a gift of 10,000 yuan.

"Zhonghai Group Zhou Zhonghai!"

Although Wu Shantang and the others had known Zhou Zhonghai's identity for a long time, they were still shocked by these words, and Wu Zhanmin trembled and dropped the money on the paper after Wu Shantang confirmed the payment.

"Chunhua, you take this Mr. Zhou to meet Xiao Feng!" Wu Shantang ordered.

After Wu Shantang finished speaking, he found that Wu Chunhua's eyes were straight, standing in place and not reacting, as if he had not heard what he had just said.

"Chunhua!" Wu Shantang raised his voice and shouted.

"Ah......" Wu Chunhua finally reacted.

"Chunhua, you take this Mr. Zhou to the spirit shed to meet Xiao Feng!" Wu Shantang repeated what he had just said.

"Okay! Okay!" Wu Chunhua agreed.

In addition to being shocked, Wu Chunhua also had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Wu Chunhua just felt that Guo Xinyang and Teacher Ye were not ordinary people, and now this Zhou Zhonghai is the richest man in Bairen County.

Wu Chunhua led Zhou Zhonghai to the front of the spirit shed, and he called Wu Chengfeng out. After Wu Chengfeng saw Zhou Zhonghai, he was also quite surprised, and said, "Brother, you are so busy, why are you here?"

Zhou Zhonghai looked at Wu Chengfeng and said, "Brother, there is such a big thing in your family. Lao Guo and Ye Lao are here. If I don't come, I can't say anything!"

"Brother, thank you!" Wu Chengfeng said gratefully.

"Brother, the festival mourns and changes!" Zhou Zhonghai comforted Wu Chengfeng.

After Wu Chengfeng chatted with Zhou Zhonghai for a few words, he asked Wu Chunhua to take Zhou Zhonghai to Guo Xinyang and Teacher Ye's room.

Wu Qingyin and Wu Duobao, who had always been harboring ghosts on the side, also muttered, Wu Duobao looked at Wu Qingyin, and said uneasily: "Qingyin, how can this kid Wu Chengfeng even know a character like Zhou Zhonghai?"

"How do I know!" Wu Qingyin replied.

"So what should we do now?" Wu Duobao was a little overwhelmed.

Wu Qingyin thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and said: "Although Zhou Zhonghai is rich, he is a businessman after all, and he can't manage the affairs of the village. Brother, let's do what we planned, and we'll embarrass them in a while!"

"That'...... Okay...... "Wu Duobao has lost the confidence to start.

Wu Qingyin looked up at the more and more people gathered in Wu Chengfeng's house, he sneered and said, "Brother, come with me to the village committee and bring people back to smash the field!"

Wu Qingyin and Wu Duobao returned to the village committee with a ghost in their hearts and gathered all the village cadres of the village committee together. When the village cadres heard that they were going to make trouble at Wu Chengfeng's grandmother's funeral and not let Wu Chengfeng's house set up so many banquets, the village cadres showed a reluctant look on their faces. Everyone is from the same village, and no one wants to make things so stiff, Wu Qingyin's current appearance is clearly a personal vendetta of the communiqué, and he deliberately rectified Wu Chengfeng's family.

Although the village cadres were reluctant, after all, Wu Qingyin was the head of a village, and he had the largest official position in the village, so everyone had to invite him. In this way, the village cadres followed Wu Duobao and Wu Qingyin brothers to the funeral of Wu Chengfeng's grandmother.

After Wu Qingyin took people to Wu Chengfeng's grandmother's funeral, some people saw that Wu Qingyin and others were not good, and rushed to inform Wu Jianhua. Wu Jianhua's mother had just died, and he was in a very bad mood, and after hearing that Wu Qingyin and others were making trouble, he was even more furious, and stood up and walked outside the spiritual shed. Wu Chengfeng's mother was worried that something would happen to Wu Jianhua, so she hurriedly asked Wu Chengfeng to follow out.

After Wu Chengfeng and his father walked to the door, they saw Wu Qingyin and his party standing at the door menacingly. Wu Jianhua forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, walked up to Wu Qingyin, and asked, "Wu Qingyin, what do you want to do?"

Wu Qingyin sneered and said, "What are you doing? I received a notice from above that the red and white ceremonies in the village are not allowed to be done in a big way. We're here to carry out the orders from above!"

"What an order! You are clearly picking quarrels and provoking trouble!" Wu Jianhua said angrily.

"Anyway, your family can't have more than ten tables today!" Wu Qingyin said arrogantly.

Wu Chengfeng's family is not relatives, friends and neighbors, these people together, twenty tables are not enough. If it is really done according to what Wu Qingyin said, many people will not have a table to sit on, if this spreads, Wu Chengfeng's family will become the laughing stock of the village. Just as Wu Chengfeng's father and son were at a stalemate with the members of the village committee headed by Wu Qingyin, a black Volkswagen stopped in front of Wu Chengfeng's house.