"The uncompromising backlash ended up focusing on Cliff's dislike of me. ”

Unlike Maya, Zach wants to give a correct summary of the story, right, Cliff can't let go of his pride and allow her to start the future without any damage, and can only use Zack's almighty 'nasty' as his own argument.

"Hypocrisy!" interjected the girl, naturally insisting on her own summary.

Zach didn't want to argue and said to Louise, "What now." "Zach's arrangement can't be carried out," Benjamin has an idea. ”

Louise shook her head, "I went to Benjamin when I came back and asked, and he said you would call him when you had a new idea." ”

It's impossible to say whether this is Benjamin's reliability or unreliability. Zach waved his hand and looked at the time, it was close to the time that Drake had brought in.

"Alice. Zach didn't want to talk to Maya, "What's your arrangement for today?"

Alice glanced at Zach and began to answer, "We will visit Teacher Su in the hospital in the morning." "Mr. Su, that ass chin, that guy who is coming to an end step by step with the philosophy of a banshee," his health is getting worse and worse, and he has been in the hospital for a few days, and today is the last day. We want to go goodbye. "If Alice said that, then it's impossible to change......

Addicted to interjection, someone, "Unless your 'brother' has some miraculous operation to continue the painful life of this poor teacher!"

Tut. Maya is also enough, and she still grasps the fact that Derek saved Teacher Su with surgery last time...... For Maya, it's not a doctor saving a patient, it's a human trying to play God, isn't it~

Zach shook his head helplessly, "Today Derick is on leave, he won't be near the hospital, you can rest assured and enjoy the ending of Teacher Su." At the same time, Zach also understood that he couldn't count on the morning trip of these teenagers.

Maya snorted and stopped talking.

"In the afternoon, we would go to Park Elementary School for a meeting. "Alice can continue," Park Elementary School will have its end of life next week. Nursery school for summer vacation, winter vacation may be reopened. Park Elementary is still an extracurricular program for Lola, the 3rd generation of the West End, and our club, and we need to talk about it. ”

Before moving on to the plot, it must be mentioned - yes, Alice and Zach talked. But, just like this, the answer is specific, comprehensive, and takes care of every corner. This means, end the conversation.

Zach nodded, Alice had made it very clear, wasn't it, the afternoon trip was not for outsiders to participate in.

Alice also nodded, and pulled Maya, who seemed to be ready to interject again, to find Matthew.

Zach looked back at Louise with a helpless expression, "What are we going to do?" ”

"Ink. Louise was just suggesting, "She has arrangements for today, go to that Sophia's meeting, maybe we can ......"

"Take a bunch of kids to a fan meeting for the main character of an adult soap opera. Zach was just summarizing Louise's advice. Adult means just that distorted, tangled, polyamorous relationship. After all, as far as Zach occasionally sees, this Sophia is either between a lover and a lover, or between a lover and a lover's lover......

Louise pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Zach glanced into the living quarters, and old Hank was in a daze at the door, probably thinking about the same thing. Don't be surprised, old Hank needs the real Grande of Derek. If he had a chance to win over Drake, he wouldn't let it go.

But as for how to help Derek enjoy his parent-child time, this old man, Bizak is useless.

When he heard the sound of the car coming from far and near, Zach naturally thought that Lola had come to pick up her friend. Friend. This gave Zach a little inspiration.

"Call Fitz. ”

"Huh?" Louise said, "What do you think?"

"If we can only stay in Grande, at least let Drake relax and know that it's not a bunch of ex-criminals who are playing with his kids. Zach pouted, "If we play dungeon games, it won't be too weird between me and Benjamin." ”

"Good idea. Louise smiled, "I've always wanted to participate in one of your game nights~" went to call.

Zach wasn't worried at all about Fitz's lack of time, the social incompetents, and no other friends. Zach was sure that when his long-lost 'cool friend' called them, they would come running......

But, Zach was a little wrong. When the sound of the car stopped, Lola didn't show up, it was Louise in the dial who was slightly surprised behind the counter, "Zach, we're here for the customer." ”

Still the master of the Grande, work, still to do.

After the programmed pick-up process, Zach had already sat back in the office, looked at the female customer opposite, and thoughtfully pushed the tissue on the table. Oh, not to make the other party cry, in fact, there is not a trace of wetness on this customer's face, only the makeup that has been spent to the point that it can't be spent - on the way here, this customer has already cried.

That's good, at least Zach is facing a calm client right now. Hey, sluggishness is more accurate.

Someone has to start, "I'm sorry for your loss, excuse me, it's your ......" Zach needs the other party to complete the latter salutation.

"Husband, husband. He is my husband. ”

Zach nodded, filling in the 'male' note sheet in front of him.

"Your accent. Zach just tried to relax a bit, "I noticed a little accent, aren't you from the East." ”

"No, uh, yes. There was some confusion among the customers, "We just moved to this city. His mind also seemed to drift a little uncontrollably, and his expression switched between smiling and sluggish, "We, hehe, just bought a new house." We, well, in the renovation ...... "are clearly human brains, still looking for their place in memories and reality."

Zach didn't bother, even though there was still a lot to fill out on the form. But anyone with feelings knows it's time not to interrupt.

"Renovate, we, our home ......"

Zach pushed the tissue again, this time with tears in his eyes.

Zach was patient.

Most of the customer reception in the funeral industry is like this, and the thing that controls the rhythm is the customer sanity - the thing that is basically offline when the funeral industry is needed.

"Hold, sorry......" The client wiped his face hard, and his eyes that had begun to swell lifted in Zack's direction, "He, uh, he's in the hospital now, and the nurse said I should have contacted the funeral home sooner, because, because of his body, body, body, ......" offline.

"Which hospital, I should probably have someone pick up your husband here now. ”

Grande and the hospital have cooperated, remember, so Zach at least understands one thing, more realistic, even cold facts - the hospital is a place to save people, so when a person no longer has a chance to save, the hospital continues to use any more resources on him, it is a waste. This waste includes the maintenance of the corpses that have belonging. Belonging means a corpse in a broad sense, and the hospital has no right to decide on the subsequent research, use, and disposal of the corpse.

At this point, the meaning is naturally that the body of the client's husband is being claimed.

"North, that hospital in the North District. "This client can't even name the hospital. Understandable, she just said it, she just moved here.

Zach gave the other party a wait and started making phone calls to inform the hospital. Then I got up, and I needed to send someone to pick it up, didn't I? Just give this client a little time to process their emotions.

Zach had just come downstairs when Louise pointed upstairs, "How's it going up?"

"New widow. Zach shook his head, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Louise expectantly, "You want to go up ......"

"Nope. "It's so simple," I can't empathize. "It's an inside joke of a vampire couple, can you take it - Louise can't be a widow.

Zach smiled, "Okay, I need someone to pick up the body from the hospital, what about Charlie?"

"I don't know. Louise glanced at the living quarters, "Probably with Russell." "Shut Zack's mouth first, "I'm not going, Fiz and they'll be over in half an hour." We're not going to host anyone in the Grande, it's a bunch of people coming and we need to prepare. Well, food or something......" Louise blinked, probably not knowing what to prepare.

"That's right. Zach pouted, leaving it to Louise to think about, and walked to the living quarters, "We have a guest for a funeral." Zach said as he passed by Old Hank, and it was kind of informative.

Old Hank didn't look like he was reacting.

Zach didn't say much, glanced at the gaze cast in the living area with some indifference, and was too lazy to go any further, but unfortunately, he didn't see any employees he could command - Russell, Logan, Charlie, and Bane. Don't feel sorry for the sadness that Zach can only look for these four pairs of eyes in these many pairs of eyes, we watched him make it like this, didn't we? He deserved it.

Zach was about to raise his voice to summon his employees to appear, but as soon as he spoke, a gaze that was clearly different from all the eyes that were now staring at him, approached.

Zach glanced at the new employee, Dale Walker, who was still holding a breakfast tray in his hand. The other looked at him too, "We have a job, boss?"

Dale glanced around at his colleague, and finally turned his gaze to Old Hank, who was ignoring Zack at the door, and his voice was a little loud, "On our file, what really belongs to us, the funeral work?"

Old Hank made a move. He glanced back at Dale, his wrinkled face twitching. It seems to have heard Dale's hint - whatever Grande's actual job is, the funeral business is the only identity that Grande can clearly exist in the city.

Whatever is between Old Hank and Zachary Grande, the funeral industry is a job that both parties must do seriously.

Zach only now saw the four employees he could command appear on the stairs and look this way. Forget it, Zach waved his hand, "I need someone to go to the North End Memorial Hospital to pick up the body." The name had already been confirmed when he called the hospital, and Zach said the name and looked at Old Hank - since Dale had reminded Old Hank to get involved, then Zach was the generous boss, "Whoever is free now, you can arrange ......"

"I'm free. Between the plates in Dale's hand, he was in the hands of Evan, who walked over and didn't know what to do. As soon as Evan opened his mouth, Dale stuffed a lump of toast into his mouth, "I need a car, I don't have the keys to the warehouse." ”

Zach looked at Dale and then at Old Hank to make sure Old Hank had any opinions.

Old Hank just looked away again, and that was tacit.

Zach nodded to indicate that he had received it, and beckoned to Rogan - the key to the warehouse next to the living quarters, in Logan's hand, he didn't forget, "You accompany Dale and teach him the process by the way." ”

Logan, who was also quiet and knew what he was going to do, nodded his head in agreement, and gestured to Dale before exiting the living quarters.

Now that they were all here, Zach glanced at his gaze again, especially Evan, who was struggling to swallow his food, "Grande will have some guests today, old Hank should have mentioned, Darek and his children, some friends, and Benjamin." I want everybody to do a little bit better. ”

"Better, huh, should we put on a show!"

Zach didn't bother to talk nonsense, turned away, and said to old Hank, "Your people, you watch closely." Not for me, for Derek Grande. ”

Old Hank's convulsions again were full of anger, "Give me a word! When are you leaving!"

Zach turned his head up the front porch stairs in the living quarters and looked at Old Hank at the door. Of course, there were also a pair of happy eyes in the door, "I can't give you any words, you know you're waiting for news over there." ”

If it weren't for a bunch of humans staring, the word would have been replaced with a magic feast.

"When will I get the news for you!"

Zach is still generous, he knows that old Hank is in a bad mood - simple, Derek Grande entrusts his parent-child time to Zack, not him, the only thing he can do is as Zach said, 'the one who is optimistic about himself', hehe, what is this. Nothing!

So Zach just spread his hands, "I don't know. "Give a smile at the end and don't look back.

Back to the office. Taking time to deal with emotions is exactly what this client needs, and when Zach sat back at the desk again, the other party's face was truly calm, and she opened her mouth, although there were still some ups and downs in tone, but after all, it was the theme of the funeral.

"I have a question about the funeral. The client looked at Zach, "I, I've heard that Grande is Barton's most, well, most ......" She didn't know how to describe it, high-end? uh, simply skipped it, "I want to give my husband a traditional funeral, but, well, I'm a little worried about his state, well, ......"

Zach had already prepared the record, because it sounded like the other side was about to start making demands, "Please, we Grande will do our best." It's our job. ”

"Thanks, thanks. The client's eyes are off Zach, I don't know where, out of focus, "he's uh, he's not ...... heart"

Strange start, then continue, "liver, lungs, kidneys, hips, this side, uh, what's this called, joint ......"

Zach was pretty sure that it was almost all the internal organs of the human body, and the beginning was, 'He didn't-'. The pen in his hand is recording, which should be a requirement for grooming.

The "left arm ......" client was gesturing, from the upper arm to the fingertips, and the "right leg ......" also bent over to try to gestle, but Zach did not stop and continued to record, which only showed that the filler that needed to fill the corpse was not limited to the skin. Zach has been the owner of this funeral home for so many years, professional.

"Well, and, he, he doesn't have eyes...... "The client lifted his body from the gesture, and his hand was raised in front of his eyes, and then he slid down, leaning lightly against his face, as if he had no strength to continue to give Zack instructions, "He's uh, he doesn't have skin...... He's uh, he's uh......"

Zach didn't let any expression appear on his face, just recorded, and then quiet. Thinking? Compassion. Poor man, poor wife.

"This, is this common......" The client seemed to regain some strength, leaned forward against the edge of the table, and looked at Zach, "I, I mean, you, you're a funeral business, you, you've seen a lot of corpses, right?" Me, my husband, like this, do you see you often?"

Zach can reply, 'No, it's not common for a corpse like your husband to have little left.' 'No, no. Zach's answer was, "Sometimes in some very extreme accidents, the body of the deceased will ...... like this" is a very neutral answer.

was interrupted.

"It's not. He, he just fell off the ladder, what, what lump broke his head...... "Excited? yes, the client stared at Zach, "He, he's still alive, just asleep...... Doctors, said he wasn't going to wake up, and then, and then he was an organ donor, and there was a, a card, and in his wallet, and the doctors ......"

Belch*.