Less than twenty minutes before the memorial service began, Sang Hongsleeve said to Su Le: "Hurry up and contact your Uncle Zong, seeing that the memorial service is about to start." (Baidu search)"

Su Le nodded, at this time Pang Runliang walked over quickly, came to Su Le, and quietly handed him a copy of the Shenjiang Morning News, Su Le picked up the newspaper, but saw that the headline on the front page said that Shenjiang tycoon Su Donglai died violently, and the cause of death was suspicious.

Su Le couldn't help frowning, his father died of liver failure and hemorrhage in the upper gastrointestinal tract, why is the cause of death doubtful? He continued to read, but saw that it introduced his father's life, and what made him angry was that it insinuated in an ambiguous tone that his father was related to many crimes, especially suspected of being involved in crime, and the wording used the phrase that he had been investigated by the police.

Pang Runliang said in a low voice: "Many important guests have not arrived today, probably because of this report. ”

Shang Daoyuan also came to them, and asked Su Le in a low voice: "Young master, should the memorial service be postponed?" ”

Su Le shook his head and said, "There is no need to change the things that have been decided. ”

At this time, there was a commotion in the distance, they turned to look, but saw that at the entrance of the funeral home, there were five or six hundred people lined up in a neat queue, under the leadership of Zuo Qiang, walking towards the memorial hall.

Zuo Qiang, wearing a white Tang suit and black pants, walked at the front of the line, smoking a cigar while looking around, and everywhere this group of people went, people dodged one after another.

Sang Hongqi was also shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, and he said to Sang Hongsleeve beside him: "What a big battle!" Are you afraid that others won't know that he's black? ”

Sang Hongsleeves said coldly: "Zuo Qiang, I'm afraid that the world will not be chaotic bastard!" ”

Shang Daoyuan walked over quickly, he blocked Zuo Qiang's way, Zuo Qiang stretched out the middle finger and index finger of his right hand and gently pulled down his sunglasses, and looked at Shang Daoyuan from the upper edge of the sunglasses: "Old Shang, you are blocking my way." ”

Shang Daoyuan said angrily: "Old Zuo, what are you doing? Are you afraid that others will not know that you are out of the way? ”

Zuo Qiang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. Then he bit his cigar and showed a mouthful of jagged teeth: "The master of the door is gone, and the brothers want to come and see him off." ”

Shang Daoyuan said: "Is there any need to make such a big scene, didn't we say it before, we have to keep a low profile." ”

Zuo Qiang said: "I didn't organize it!" He turned behind him and said, "Brothers, you sue him, did you come here of your own free will?" ”

The group of subordinates behind Zuo Qiang replied in unison: "We came voluntarily!" We're here to see the door owner on one last ride! These five or six hundred people spoke together, and the power can be imagined, which shook the eardrums of the people present, and attracted the attention of everyone in the funeral home for a while. Zuo Qiang is deliberately creating an incident.

Su Mingzhu bit her lip and said angrily: "This old bastard, is it because you want to make trouble with so many people?" I'll look for him! ”

Su Mingyue grabbed her sister, and she looked at Su Le beside her. In the past two days, Su Le has been handling the outside affairs, so that the two sisters can also see his ability to preside over the overall situation, and they also have a sense of dependence on him from the bottom of their hearts.

Su Le said: "Leave him alone, send Dad away first, this old thing can't make much waves." ”

At this time, Zong Youwen walked quickly in front of them and saw Zong Youwen. Sang Hongsleeve secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't see Zong Hanxiang's figure, and asked Zong Youwen in a low voice: "Youwen, where is your father?" ”

Zong Youwen's face showed a look of guilt: "I'm sorry. On the way over just now, my dad suddenly felt unwell, and I asked him to be sent to the hospital for examination first, and I am afraid that he will not be able to come over today. ”

Sang Hongsleeve knew in his heart that Zong Hanxiang's illness was likely to be fake. It should be that Zong Hanxiang heard some rumors, and considering that it would have a bad impact if he appeared to host, he temporarily changed his mind. Simply choose to avoid it. These political characters are extremely sensitive to possible adverse effects, Sang Hongsleeve nodded, and did not reveal any abnormality, this time and that time, life is like this, Sang Hongsleeve has long been prepared for this, she said to the eldest brother Sang Hongqi: "Big brother, you will preside." ”

It is no accident that Sang Hongsleeve can take care of Su Donglai's so many industries in an orderly manner, she was born in a family of high-ranking cadres, and her political understanding is already superhuman, and she can handle things in the business world with her vision.

Sang Hongqi sighed secretly in his heart, it seemed that he was the only one who had taken the top. Sang Hongqi is not a person in the officialdom, so he is naturally not afraid of what others say, when he goes to prepare. The guests arrived outside the memorial hall one after another.

Zuo Qiang led his men to neatly line up in the small square outside the memorial hall, all with cold and murderous expressions. Intentionally or unintentionally, they blocked the central passage, forcing the guests to take a detour from both sides.

Pang Runliang and Monk Daoyuan glanced at each other helplessly, both of them shook their heads, as long as anyone with eyes can see that Zuo Qiang is in the next life today, neither of them is sure to persuade Zuo Qiang, in fact, in Qianjimen, except for Su Donglai, Zuo Qiang does not sell anyone's face.

Shang Daoyuan said: "At such an age, I am not afraid of other people's jokes. ”

Pang Runliang said: "What about Zhao Qianchou? ”

Shang Daoyuan realized that Zhao Qianchou did not appear after he reminded him, and seeing that the memorial service was about to be held, as one of the important figures in Qianjimen, Zhao Qianchou had no reason not to appear.

Lao Mo came to Zuo Qiang's face, looked at Zuo Qiang with angry eyes and said, "Zuo Qiang, let your people disperse and let out the middle passage." ”

Zuo Qiang looked at Lao Mo with contempt, in his eyes, Lao Mo was just a dog from Su Donglai, and he didn't bother to deal with Lao Mo at all.

Lao Mo Qiang held back his anger and said: "Today is the big day of Mr. Su's funeral, so don't let outsiders laugh at it." ”

Zuo Qiang said coldly: "Joke? How can it be a joke that the brothers came to see off the door owner for a ride? Who are you? What qualifies a driver to say such things to me? ”

Lao Mo was about to have a seizure, Pang Runliang walked up quickly to separate them, Pang Runliang said in a low voice: "The memorial service will start soon, everyone should be restrained." ”

A cold voice suddenly came from in the distance: "Good dogs don't get in the way, where are so many black dogs in the funeral home?" ”

Although this voice was not loud, it came to everyone's ears very clearly, and everyone followed the voice, but saw Chu Tianyue walking over slowly, followed by two people holding flower baskets.

Chu Tianyue did not choose to detour like the others, but continued to walk forward without paying attention.

Not everyone knew Chu Tianyue, and Zuo Qiang's two subordinates stared at Chu Tianyue viciously, trying to scare him away. But when they encountered Chu Tianyue's gaze, the two of them felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts, Chu Tianyue was still walking unhurriedly, his expression was like an ancient well, as if the person in front of him did not exist at all.

When Chu Tianyue was still one step away from the other party, Zuo Qiang's two subordinates involuntarily took a step back and made way of a gap, not only them, but also the others, all of them were shocked by Chu Tianyue's compelling aura, Zuo Qiang waved his hand and motioned to his subordinates to get out of the way.

When Chu Tianyue walked past him, his eyes didn't look at him, he came straight to Su Le, and said softly: "Mourn and change!" ”

Su Le looked at Chu Tianyue, his mood at this time was extremely complicated, before he recognized his father, although he and Chu Tianyue were not friends, they were by no means enemies, but when he became Su Donglai's son, everything changed.

Su Le said: "Thank you! ”

Chu Tianyue was still very polite: "Your father and I have known each other for a long time, so if you need help, just say it." ”

Su Le nodded, still saying, "Thank you!" Seeing Chu Tianyue at this time, the feeling in my heart was extremely complicated.

Sang Hongqi's eloquence is very good, even if Zong Hanxiang comes, he may not be able to do better than him, the funeral was held smoothly, the memorial service was about to end, when everyone admired his appearance, Chu Tianyue did not go, but directly chose to leave, and met Zuo Qiang again at the gate of the memorial hall, this time he did not pass by, but stopped in front of Zuo Qiang, and said with a smile: "Have you gone to see a good show being staged at the Grand Theater recently?" ”

Zuo Qiang said coldly: "I've never been interested in watching dramas. ”

"It should be watched, it's very good-looking, young Kangxi captures Aobai, wonderful, really wonderful!" After Chu Tianyue finished speaking, he walked away.

Zuo Qiang looked at Chu Tianyue's back, a pair of eyes were almost about to erupt fire, Chu Tianyue's meaning couldn't be clearer, he compared himself to Aobai, and Su Le to Kangxi. Zuo Qiang gritted his teeth fiercely, Kangxi? Is he worthy?

According to Su Donglai's will, his ashes were sprinkled in this Shenjiang, and only the Su family themselves went to Shenjiang to pour the ashes, even Pang Runliang was not allowed to follow. In the past two days, the sisters and brothers of the Su family have been accustomed to seeing the hot and cold state of the world, and they have also seen the faces of the Jianghu characters in Qianjimen very clearly. They didn't want too many outsiders to disturb them, they just wanted the family to send their father away quietly.

The yacht went upstream, came to the waters near the sandbar, from here you can see the mansion of the Su family in the distance, Su Le and the two sisters knelt down again in front of their father's ashes, Su Le picked up the ashes, came to the bow of the boat, opened the ashes, and scattered his father's ashes into the river.

At the same time that Su Le poured ashes into the Shen River, two fishing boats docked not far away, more than a dozen men appeared on the deck, they picked up the large basin that had been prepared on the deck and poured it into the water, but there were countless fish, and there was actually a Taoist priest standing in the bow, chanting words in his mouth, waving a peachwood sword in his hand, and lighting the rune paper floating in the air.

Lao Mo said in a trembling voice: "Someone released ......"

Su Le's face changed, his father's ashes had just been scattered into the river, and someone had released them in this water, there was no such coincidence in this world. Two boats also approached behind them, and the men on board threw thousands of soft-shelled turtles into the Shen River.

Minglong roared angrily: "Bastard, I'm going to fight with them!" ”

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