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By the time Shi Jianren arrived at the hospital, the old man had left this world silently, just like the death of the master, he passed away without much pain, which was a good thing.

Of course, Ji Ruqing didn't have any feelings, and called two assistants to assist Shi Jianren in handling the funeral, in fact, he skillfully called the funeral service company and handed it over to a professional to deal with, so he patted Shi Jianren on the shoulder and said that the mourning is smooth, if necessary, after the funeral of the past few days is cleaned up, I will go to the hotel to discuss specific things with her, and then salute the deceased according to etiquette and leave.

Ji Ruotang obviously wanted to stay together, but his mother's intimate mood changed, and he was a little reluctant: "That's ...... I'll take the snowflakes home first, and you'll bring them back when you're done?"

Unexpectedly, Ji Ruqing actually said: "If you want to raise it, just ask him to help you clean up." ”

It's really a 361-degree change, which makes Ji Ruotang hard to believe his ears.

Out of politeness, Shi Jianren also sent the mother and daughter downstairs, and the BMW driver drove over again, and when the boss was really casual, Shi Jianren was also curious about this: "Mr. Ji, you also arranged for someone to be ...... Take care of the overseer Xiaotang?"

Ji Ruqing was also not satisfied with such a title: "Isn't it okay to call me Sister Qing, what do you mean by asking this?"

Shi Jianren said bluntly: "I came to the hospital with Xiaotang in the afternoon, how do you know?"

Ji Ruqing paused for a moment haha: "Well, mysterious technical means, it's like you say that you are a professional, okay, keep in touch." Sugar Candy will come back to you tomorrow. I still have a few more to eat with again. That's it. When he walked out of the inpatient building, the BMW driver had opened the door diligently, and Ji Ruotang listened to tomorrow's arrangements before pointing to the Passat with a smile, making a phone call, and affectionately hanging on his mother and getting into the car.

However, it is obvious that in the close conversation between the mother and daughter tonight, Shi Jianren will definitely appear very frequently.

Thoughtfully returning upstairs, the assistants of a man and a woman of the Qingtang Group had completely controlled the scene. Whatever is said is a cowhide coaxing, how can our president contact the Academy of Fine Arts, the Municipal Cultural Propaganda Department, the Calligraphers Association and other places that can be contacted in a very formal manner, and there is no need for Shi Jianren to come forward, Wang Runan's life can be sorted out, and a memorial service worthy of the grade of Qingtang Group will be held.

Not to mention, Shi Jianren may call from all directions, and at most he can point out who Hong Qiaoyun instructs, and the two assistants of others will be able to contact all parties very well. Later, it became a business behavior that Qingtang Group attached great importance to humanism and wanted to interact with the Calligraphers Association and the Academy of Fine Arts.

Shi Jianren sat quietly on the chair in the corridor and watched the two assistants do the things explained by the boss to the extreme. Through the glass window, you can also see the old friend lying there motionless under a white cloth.

What is a person's life for?

This is a philosophical proposition that can easily arise when facing the death of relatives and friends.

Shi Jianren didn't feel much emotion, I heard that the president of Qingtang Hotel and Catering Group, which has an output value of hundreds of millions, personally mourned Professor Wang, and then began to arrange the funeral of the elderly.

Perhaps, as the police said, only a poor person like Shi Jianren who is eager to help without doing anything is unreasonable.

In the face of the enthusiasm of the same large business group in Tiexi District, the Academy of Fine Arts was also a little surprised, and soon a vice president and two department heads called, saying that they were very grateful for the attitude of Qingtang Group, and they would try their best to arrange cooperation.

In short, the final result is that the Academy of Fine Arts is still on vacation after all, so in late August, a high-grade memorial service will be held at the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, exhibiting Mr. Wang's works, sponsored by the Academy of Fine Arts and the Municipal Calligraphers Society, and undertaken by the Qingtang Group.

It turns out that as long as you grasp such a principle, you can be invincible.

By the time Shi Jianren sincerely sent the two assistants home in Passat late at night, Mr. Wang was already lying in the ice coffin, this is not a mountain where the master and apprentice depend on each other, Shi Jianren has already dug a grave for the old man, and the hospital here has issued an official death certificate, and he can be sent to cremation and burial just waiting for the signature of the family.

That's right, by this time, I still couldn't contact those two "Japanese friends", Shi Jianren was just a friend who didn't have any legal effect, and he really couldn't do it tomorrow and could only deal with this matter through the deputy director of the logistics department sent by the Academy of Fine Arts on behalf of the unit.

Driving the brand-new Passat sedan back to the street of the Academy of Fine Arts, Shi Jianren did not have the excitement and joy of the rich woman, calmly parked the car on the side of the road, and paid attention to some distance from the milk tea shop, lest Yang Deguang see the new car and be so excited that he couldn't sleep, and he didn't bother to explain, walking dozens of meters past, the young dock girls were finally able to line up and bend down in a decent line at this time: "Manager Shi is good!" The six little girls wearing the skirts of the milk tea shop salesmen and wearing headscarves are still very attractive.

A bit of the taste of the stragglers tempered out in the barracks, Shi Jianren was very satisfied, but he felt that this momentum seemed to be too close to the nightclub It seems that Lin Yuena's vision is currently here, and it needs to be improved.

Manager Lin has been sent back by Captain Yang, Yang Deguang is now the captain of the car team and the security team, although there is only one broken van until now, it seems that all the young people are full of confidence in Shi Jianren, and it is estimated that Lin Yuena touted it well when she was training.

So Shi Jianren checked the cold sales data during the summer vacation, and a little sister reported her experience of following Yang Deguang and them to the construction site to sell boxed lunches today, there are places to drive them out, and there are places where there are already people who have set up stalls and are very hostile competitors, but there are still places to sell forty boxed lunches that were brought to test the water, God knows how many thriving construction sites there are in Jiangzhou now, all kinds of construction site workers of different sizes and natures, not necessarily have canteen kitchens or have been contracted logistics work, there are always gaps to find.

This matter seems to be feasible, Shi Jianren arranged it, and drank a cup of milk tea, before he came out to go home to sleep, but this time he walked a few steps towards the compound where the professors lived, and originally wanted to go to Wang Runan's house to see and remember his old friend, but gave up.

The unfilial son and daughter-in-law should not be looked for by him, and the other party's final behavior has completely lost the family affection he wants to save, so he should treat it as if he had never known him.

However, before going home today, Shi Jianren remembered to buy some mosquito coils, but he was still woken up by mosquitoes in the middle of the night.

The sleepy-eyed little cloth clothes muttered and complained about the counterfeit and shoddy mosquito coil manufacturers, and at the same time hung up his bed sheets and hid in a closed hut to sleep.

Lying in what was once a girl's bed, it seemed that he could still smell the different breath, and Shi Jianren slept deeply......

Until I woke up to the ringing of the phone.

Surprisingly, it was the hospital's phone again, and it was still the nurse, but the tone was a little different: "Mr. Shi, about ...... Mr. Wang's procedures are a bit problematic, can you come over for a while?"

There are no windows inside the hut, and there is almost no light outside, so there is almost no concept of time for sleep, and it all depends on the display on the phone, and Shi Jian Ren was a little surprised to find that it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

But in this situation, he was still keenly aware of this nurse who joked with Ji Ruotang and liked Sakuragi Hanamichi, calling herself Mr. Shi.

Last night, it was all called Ah Ren...... (To be continued.) )