When Lang Weipo arrived at the North Rutting Resort, it was also the time when the children were about to have dinner.

Lang Wei smiled a lot, and after giving the children a lesson on the factory history of an inorganic company in the restaurant on the first floor, he went to a private room for dinner.

There were already eight people sitting in the private room, four men and four women, and this was a few officials and family members from Haishi. It is said that two of them were also his brothers.

The brothers must drink when they meet, and everyone knows that Lang Weipo's amount of alcohol is not trivial, and there is no need to say much polite words, and he must drink when he sits down.

Picking up the wine glass, Lang Weipo suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken the medicine yet, and when he touched his body, he didn't have it with him, and remembered that the medicine was in his bag. The luggage is in the hotel, and I want to go back to the hotel to take medicine first, and then come back to accompany the brothers.

Of course, the brothers would not stop them, so they urged, "Go quickly, go back, come back, let's have a good drink!"

The driver, Xiao Meng, took him back to the hotel where he stayed.

Lang Wei asked Xiao Meng to wait outside, just to take a medicine and no longer need to accompany him upstairs.

Xiao Meng was in the car, waiting left and right and not seeing Lang Wei come down. Twenty minutes passed, and Xiao Meng felt a little abnormal, so he got out of the car and went upstairs to his room.

When he opened the door, the scene in front of him made him feel cold down his spine, his hair stood on end, and he was stunned on the spot!

Lang Weipo fell to the ground, lying on his right side, his left hand clutching the clothes on his chest, his right hand stretched forward, and holding a carbon pen.

Looking at the blood stains on his face again, it was already bleeding from seven orifices, it seemed to be still flowing in his nostrils, and there was a puddle on the floor.

On the sticky note paper on the table were written a few words, "Send me to Beijing", the handwriting was very sloppy, and it could be seen that it was written very quickly at that time, as if it had not been finished yet.

Several medicine bottles were placed on the table, the caps not yet screwed on.

A chair at the table was lying upside down on the floor.

The duffel bag on the bed is open.

Xiao Meng stretched out his right middle finger and index finger tremblingly, tried it in front of Lang Weipo's nostrils, and found that he was not breathing.

Xiao Meng's first thought was that Lang Weipo was dead!

He hurriedly turned around and walked out, felt that his legs and stomach were turning, ran two steps, went downstairs to the front desk, and told the waiter.

The young waitress looked panicked, hurriedly ran upstairs, only glanced at the door, did not dare to enter the house, and quickly called the boss.

At this time, Xiao Meng also called out one after another.

The owner of the hotel was the first to rush over, with a camera in his hand, and after taking pictures of the inside and outside of the house, he told the waiter: "Protect the scene, no one is allowed to enter, wait for the police to come." ”

The second wave rushed over, and it was the manager of the North Rutting Resort, with three people, who were the chefs of the resort.

The third wave came with his so-called brother and two other officials.

The fourth wave came with the police and forensic doctors. After taking photos at the scene for evidence, it was preliminarily judged to be a heart attack and sudden death.

With this conclusion of the forensic doctor, the first thing to be relieved is the owner and waiter of the hotel.

They stood in the corridor, behind a group of people, silently looking at the helpless Lang Weipo's relatives and friends.

A group of people waited in the corridor chattering and whispering, and no one knew what to do next.

In the end, Xiao Meng discussed with the manager of the North Rutting Resort, as well as the two brothers of Lang Weipo, and asked the owner of the hotel to find a single bed.

A mattress was made on the bed, Lang Weipo was lifted to the bed, and the blood stains on his face were wiped off with paper, and a quilt was covered.

None of the items in the room were touched. After that, people go to other rooms to rest and wait for people to arrive.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Lang Weipo's son Lang Yongyi came, along with his daughter-in-law.

The two went to the room first, and it was naturally painful to see Lang Weipo's body, and then they asked Xiao Meng about the scene at that time.

It has come to this, and it is useless to cry. Everyone advised Lang Yongyi to hold back his grief for the time being and wait for someone from the family to deal with it together.

stopped crying, Lang Yongyi and his wife found two chairs and sat on the side to guard Lang Weipo.

From time to time, I have to wipe Lang Weipo's face and the blood oozing from his nose. When I rubbed it, it naturally caused a burst of crying.

The two brothers sat on the edge of the bed very reluctantly and accompanied them silently.

At eight o'clock in the morning, a lot of people came, more than a dozen cars. Among them were 120 ambulances, a van, and the rest were all cars.

Dozens of people who got off the bus were crying before they entered the hotel.

The one who cried the loudest was Lang Weipo's wife, who ran into the building while crying. Someone led the way in front and led her to Lang Weipo's room.

The people in the back also cried and poured into the building. The owner of the hotel stepped forward to stop him.

"Don't rush to cry just yet. Do you have a main business, first carry the person out, carry him into the car, and then cry when he goes back. ”

At this time, an older *** came out and commanded people to go upstairs to carry people.

Lang Weipo was lifted into the ambulance, and everyone got into the vehicle one after another.

The convoy formed a long snake, set off slowly, arrived at the avenue, and went all the way.

Xiao Meng settled the account with the hotel and chased after the convoy.

The owner of the North Rutting Resort and Lang Weipo's brothers and others also left one after another.

The children who came to the North Rutting Resort and wanted to have some fun were not satisfied. I was going to play for three days, but after only one day, I took the bus back to Haishi.

From time to time, there were bursts of cries from inside the ambulance, not all from Lang Weipo's wife and his son, but from other people.

Along the way, someone had to keep wiping the blood that kept flowing from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth for Lang Weipo.

The next morning, Shi Tao had just gone to work and was picking up a rag to wipe the table, when he heard Director Li say, "Lang Weipo is dead." ”

Shi Tao thought he had misheard, and after a moment's stunned, he asked Director Li, "Who died?"

Director Li had to repeat it, "Lang Wei is quite dead. ”

Shi Tao chuckled, "This can't be nonsense. ”

Director Li was very serious, "Who would talk nonsense about this kind of thing? It's true." I saw Wang Feiren in the corridor just now, he said. ”

At this time, Shi Tao was sure that Lang Wei was really dead, and his heart felt a burst of relief.

The mouth kept chattering, the corners of his mouth twitched occasionally, and a few words popped out, "Dead!" "It's true!" "Lang Wei is dead!" "Hehe!"

threw the rag on the table, and Shi Tao didn't wipe the table anymore. He felt refreshed and unusually comfortable.

Director Li said that, and went back to his office. Some of the others went to fetch water, and some went to take out the garbage, but fortunately, there was no one else in the house, and no one saw Shi Tao's weirdness.

Lang Weipo died and the state he was in when he died, the news was like wings, and soon everyone in the inorganic company knew about it.

Maybe the people of the entire Haishi also know, and they must be Xu Tu Company, as well as the leaders of Qiqiao Company.

Even the employees of the Xiqi Company and the Nanyuan Company will not be too late when they know the news.

Yesterday afternoon, before the sun set, Lang Weipo was transported back to Haishi. According to local custom, he first went to his rural home, carried Lang Weipo's body from the car, and put it in the living room.

The magnificence of Lang Weipo's rural dwelling, you can see from afar, a small villa, standing out in this village.

The two-storey building is bright and bright, and it looks completely modern from the outside. The tiles on the walls can also reflect the afterglow of the setting sun. It can be seen that the cover is exquisite.

The tall gatehouse can drive into a large truck. When I entered the courtyard, I saw the carved beams and painted buildings, and the corridor was turned back, which was simply an ancient style.

The interior is even more splendid, the furniture is antique like an antique, and all kinds of ornaments are dazzling. If you're not careful, you might come across one.

Several people changed Lang Weipo's funeral clothes, and the relatives and friends of the filial son and grandson wept in front of the spirit.

After some time, someone carried the body into a car and took it to the crematorium.

In the morning, the company's office notified all the middle-level cadres and organized people to go to the crematorium to mourn.

Shi Tao is not a middle-level cadre, so he can not go, but he feels that he should go and have a look. The deceased is big, so why not send it away? Not to mention that it can bring a different mood to yourself.

Shi Tao followed everyone on the shuttle bus and went to the crematorium together.

In the car, he saw a lot of people talking and laughing, which didn't look like attending a funeral at all, but like going to a happy party

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Half an hour to the crematorium. In the small courtyard where Lang Weipo was parked, there were already many people gathered inside and out, not to mention three or four hundred. And that's not counting the more than 100 people who just got out of the car.

Shi Tao has attended many funerals, but he has never seen such a big scene. And that's not all, there are still vehicles coming one after another.

Thinking that he couldn't squeeze through the small courtyard even if he bowed, Shi Tao stood on the side of the road outside the door with the people who got up, watching all kinds of people coming and going.

After standing for a long time, no one came out to greet him, and no one came to entertain him.

Someone said, "No one pays attention to us, what are we still doing standing here stupidly? With the sun on our heads, what about the stupid boys?" Let's go!"

Someone lifted their leg and was about to leave.

Immediately someone answered, "Let's take a look here and see who we're crying the most and who's crying the saddest." ”

Several people around looked at each other and smiled when they heard it, and those who wanted to leave immediately stopped, "Yes, yes, this can see the network of inorganic companies." ”

No matter how many people there are, they will eventually disperse, and the rest are those who are more closely related, or must be left behind, and who are responsible for the task.

Shi Tao and the four or five people around him had no task, they just watched there.

There are fewer people, and the situation in the small courtyard can be seen clearly. Through the doorway, you can see that the yard is white, and the courtyard is crowded with white hangers, and occasionally there are bursts of crying.

The crying can be faintly heard, crying uncles, calling uncles, calling brothers-in-law, and howling uncles.

Suddenly, Shi Tao saw Yang Qiong walking out of a hut next to the door, with his head down, his steps hurried, and he wiped his nose when he walked straight.

She didn't look at Shi Tao, she definitely didn't see Shi Tao, she got into a black car and left.

A middle-level cadre next to him said: "Someone has returned to the company again, should we go back too?"

The other said: "I haven't seen it yet, who are the people in the linen and filial piety in there, and now that we are gone, aren't we waiting in vain?"

These people really didn't wait in vain. Relatives, friends, and people who help are going to eat here at noon. Dai Xiao's people will also come out of the courtyard one after another.

Shi Tao found that about two-thirds of them worked in inorganic companies, and they all recognized that they were middle-level cadres.

Shi Tao also found a characteristic, these middle-level cadres, none of them have a first-in-command, even if they are full-time treatment, they are also second-in-command in his unit. In other words, these people earn a lot of money and have little responsibility.

Lang Wei is really well-intentioned!