Han Fusheng felt inexplicable, but he still walked over, looked into the coffin, and was dumbfounded, only to see bundles of money in the coffin, enough to be millions.

This money was sent to him by classmate Chen Buzhen two days ago, because Jiang Tong helped him introduce the security order of Yinglan International, and said that he would share the spoils together, Chen Buzhen originally planned to transfer money to him, but Jiang Tong didn't want it, and asked him to take cash and send it over, for this day.

Jiang Tong looked at the stunned Han Fusheng and said with a smile: "Do you want to see if it's true or not?" Han Fusheng really has such thoughts, after all, they have been in their business for a long time, and they have been in contact with the stygian currency every day for a long time, and now they look at real money like the stygian coin.

At this time, he reached out to the coffin and took a wad of money, touched it, and it was indeed true, and silently threw the money back again, as if he had lost his soul.

Jiang Tong smiled and said: "How about it? The funds are already in place, and I plan to buy the same goods as your family in two days!" Han Fusheng was anxious, pointed at Jiang Tong and said: "Xiao Jiang, you are a little uninteresting, I treat you as a brother, and you treat me like this? Stab me in the back? What kind of shop are you opening, and the business of your wreath shop is also good, why do you have to sell urns?" Jiang Tong said: "Lao Zhang of the wreath shop didn't come to laugh at me, why should I stab someone in the back?" Han Fusheng said hurriedly: "I didn't laugh at you, every time I say something for your good, I also wish you were flying Huang Tengda, why don't you know how to talk about it?" Jiang Tong said: "If you really want me to fly Huang Tengda, just tell me the way to enter the urn, and we will get rich together!" Han Fu gritted his teeth angrily, pointed at him and said, "You are deliberately going against me, right?" Jiang Tong smiled: "How can it? You see I've been open for a year, and I haven't done a single business, so I've thought about the addiction of a real boss, and I've also made two deals, just like a boss, I've thought about it, when your urn sells for 1,000, I'll sell 800, you sell 800, I sell 600, I don't believe it, an urn can't be sold. If Han Fusheng hadn't seen the money, he would only think it was a joke, but now he knows that this guy really plans to do it with him, and he regrets it a little in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't usually laugh at him, who knew that this guy was so careful?

It's really shooting yourself in the foot. If you really let him open the shop, his family sells for 1,000, and he sells 800, and this business will not be done, I can't help but be anxious and angry, but there is no way, I swallowed my saliva, eased my breath, and said: "Xiao Jiang, you have to think clearly, one monk has water to eat, two monks have no water to eat, if you really open such a shop, the two vicious competition, everyone has to finish!" Jiang Tong said: "Old man Han, you are wrong, one monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, we two monks will not starve to death, and it will save effort!" Han Fusheng gritted his teeth and said, "Are you really going to open it?" Jiang Tong smiled: "I have already thought about it clearly!" and pointed to the money in the coffin, and said: "Look, the funds have been prepared, the manufacturers have been contacted, and the signboard will be changed in two days, and then I will ask Old Man Han for more guidance!" Han Fusheng saw that the situation seemed to be irreparable, so he stomped his foot angrily and said, "I'll point you to a fart!" After speaking, he turned around and bent over.

Jiang Tong smiled, closed the coffin lid again, and walked to the office table, looked at the computer on the table, and watched a movie.

In the evening, Han Xiaomi and the daughter of the owner who sold the wreath came back, and when the two were shopping together, the daughter who sold the wreath took a photo and sent it to the circle of friends.

Han Xiaomi went back to her store directly, and the daughter who sold wreaths saw that Jiang Tong's shop was open, so she walked in.

This girl's name is Zhang Mengling, her father's surname is Zhang, her mother's surname is Meng, and her routine is a bit like Meng Jiangnu. If Zhang Mengling doesn't have a long face, the whole person is still perfect, although the figure is not tall, but it is very well-proportioned, it belongs to the bird-like human type, it is that face, as if it has been ironed by an electric iron, and it seems that she fell when she was a child, her face hit the ground, and she fell flat, and her facial features never bounced up again, like a big cake, with facial features painted on it, without a little three-dimensional feeling.

Zhang Mengling was carrying a large bag and a small bag in her hand, with clothes and snacks, and then walked to the desk, took out a few bags of snacks from the bag and put them on the table, and said with a smile: "For you!" Jiang Tong pressed the pause button on the movie, looked up and smiled: "Thank you! You went shopping with Han Xiaomi?" Zhang Mengling was stunned: "How do you know?" and then smiled: "You have seen my circle of friends?" Jiang Tong nodded and said, "I just saw it! How long has Han Xiaomi come back this time?" Zhang Mengling said: " This time she has taken a long vacation, and she has to stay at home for half a month! By the way, why do you always ask her? Do you like her?" Jiang Tong waved his hand and said, "Isn't it that I don't deal with his father! I need to understand it, know myself and know my opponent, so that I can win all battles!" Zhang Mengling said: "Her father is laughing at you again? Her father is really, you are already so difficult, and you always have to rub salt on your wounds, which is too much." Jiang Tong said: "Yes, the old guy is too much!" Zhang Mengling was a little angry, and said: "You often don't open the door these days, I guess you can't hold on, right? Why don't you also sell wreaths? It's very profitable!" Jiang Tong was stunned and said: "It's more profitable than selling urns?" Zhang Mengling said: "Of course, there is no amount of urns after all, and a dead person can buy an urn at most, but wreaths are different, which dead person doesn't buy dozens of wreaths with hundreds of them, you can run the volume!" Jiang Tong smiled: "You're not afraid that I will rob your business?" Zhang Mengling said with a smile: "If you have business to do together and money to make together, you are friends!" Jiang Tong gave a thumbs up and said, "You are better than Old Man Han!" Zhang Mengling pouted and said: "Can he compare with me?" You think about it, if the funds are not enough, I can still lend you a little!" Jiang Tong felt that this little girl was very cute, if she had Han Xiaomi's face, he would not have to dig a hole to make Old Man Han jump.

At this time, he smiled and said: "No need, I don't think about it for the time being!" "The funeral business is basically a morning business, and there are very few in the afternoon, so everyone closes early.

Old man Han's house. Old man Han has been sullen all afternoon since he came over to laugh at Jiang Tong at noon, when he thinks of Jiang Tong's treacherous face, he is angry, he didn't feel this way before, that little guy has always been harmless to humans and animals, he was often dumbfounded, he didn't expect him to be a poisonous snake, and he almost killed him when he bit him.

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