"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The next day, at 7:05 a.m., outside the penthouse suite of the Royal Court No. 1 Hotel, there was a knock on the door.

In the suite, on the sofa, Du Shengping slowly opened his eyes, and when he opened them, the pale golden light flashed in his eyes.

Raising his eyes slightly, Du Shengping looked at the door of the suite indifferently, and suddenly spoke.

"Come in. ”

As soon as the words fell.

"Squeak!"

The door to the suite opened.

Xiong Wu pushed the dining cart and walked in from outside the door, just after entering the door, he stopped, turned around and stretched out his hand to close the door of the suite, and then continued to push the cart and came to Du Shengping.

"Master, it's time for breakfast. ”

bowed to Du Shengping, Xiong Wu bent over and brought the breakfast on the dining car to the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Seeing this, Du Shengping leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand from the coffee table, picked up a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge that Xiong Wu had just put down, picked up the spoon on the side, dug a spoonful, stuffed it into his mouth, and then looked at Xiong Wu who was bent over and waiting, and said.

"How's the memorial service?"

Xiong Wu, who was standing on the side, heard the sound, paused slightly, and said respectfully.

"Back to the host, everything has been prepared, all the guests who attended the memorial service today, as well as relatives and friends, most of them arrived in Jianghai yesterday and stayed at the Tianhe Hotel not far from the funeral home.

As for the others, a small number of people had all arrived in Jianghai half an hour ago, and the car that picked them up was already on the way back. ”

The voice fell.

Du Shengping didn't reply immediately, quietly digging the porridge with a spoon and eating it slowly.

Xiong Wu, who had just finished speaking, saw that Du Shengping did not speak, nor was he making a sound, he bent down slightly and waited aside.

A few minutes later, Du Shengping put the bowl and spoon on the coffee table, reached out and pulled out a tissue, wiped his mouth, and then looked up at Xiong Wu on the side and smiled faintly.

As if he was satisfied with what Xiong Wu had just said, Du Shengping nodded calmly and said softly.

"Well, well done. ”

The voice fell.

Xiong Wu immediately bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Miss Lin's father's funeral, I dare not slack off. ”

After that, seeing that Du Shengping had already eaten breakfast, Xiong Wu bent down, put the bowls and spoons into the dining car, and then bowed his head and said.

"Master, I'll go down first, and when it's eight o'clock, I'll call you, and we'll go to the funeral home?"

Du Shengping heard this, nodded and said.

"Well, stand down!"

"Yes. ”

Xiong Wu answered, pushed the dining cart, and turned around and left the suite.

"Bang!"

The door to the suite was shut.

Glancing at the closed suite door, Du Shengping retracted his gaze, got up from the sofa, and walked in the direction of the balcony.

After a while, I came to the balcony.

Standing by the balcony guardrail, Du Shengping put his hands behind his back, his eyes tilted, looking somewhere, and muttering to himself.

"I don't know, if you are weak by nature, will you change because of the revenge of killing your father!"

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The time passed quickly, and it was past eight o'clock in the blink of an eye.

"Host, please get in the car. ”

In the underground parking lot of the hotel, next to a luxury car, Xiong Wu opened the door of the back seat of the car, glanced at Du Shengping, who came out of the elevator, and stretched out his hand.

Seeing this, Du Shengping didn't speak, and got into the car directly.

"Bang!"

Seeing that Du Shengping had already gotten into the car, Xiong Wu closed the car door casually, and then turned around and got into the driver's seat.

After a short time, the car drove out of the parking lot.

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A tall and thin young man with an impatient look on his face walked out of the funeral parlor with his arms swinging.

As soon as he took two steps, the tall and thin young man's eyes lit up, and then he walked quickly to the side of a burly young man in a suit and leather shoes standing not far away, and said happily.

"Hey, Brother Liu, is it really you?"

As he spoke, the tall and thin young man's eyes were a little incredulous, more excited, and a smile appeared on his face.

The burly young man seemed to hear someone calling him, turned to look, and then said.

"Cheng Fan, what are you doing here. ”

Cheng Fan heard the sound, stretched out his finger and pointed behind him, in the funeral home, and said.

"My second master, my life is over!

By the way, Brother Liu, which of your relatives are gone? By the way, who is the dead in the main hall of the funeral home, why did so many people come to his memorial service!

Also, Brother Liu, where are you messing around now!

Cheng Fan understands that the reason why all kinds of world-class luxury cars are parked in front of him and on both sides of the road is because he participated in the memorial service of the person in the main hall.

He didn't dare to think about which big man had died in this Jianghai.

In the news, I didn't say it.

Looking at Cheng Fan, who still had a smile on his face, Liu He's face suddenly turned grim, and he shouted softly.

"You fucking put away my smile, what's the matter, I'll talk about it later. ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, if he was seen by the boss, the person he knew was laughing here at this time, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

A voice came out.

Cheng Fan subconsciously suppressed his smile and stopped talking.

However, he did not go back, but stood beside Liu He.

After a while, Cheng Fan found that Brother Liu was looking at a certain place with a solemn face, unable to take his eyes off it.

"What's going on, Xiong Wu hasn't come yet?"

A cold voice sounded behind itself.

The burly young man turned around, then bowed his head and said.

"Miss Bai, I haven't seen the boss's car yet, the parking space is specially reserved for the boss, I have already told the boss that if the boss comes, he will park there directly. ”

As he spoke, Liu He stretched out his hand and pointed to the only empty parking space not far away.

The voice fell.

Cheng Fan on the side, his face had changed color.

He is mixed in Jianghai, how can he not know Xiong Wuye, and besides, there is only one person who dares to know Xiong Wuye's name and let people call Miss Bai, Jianghai, that is Jianghai's first family, the eldest lady of the Bai family, Bai Yi.

That's when it happened.

A luxury car, coming quickly from a distant intersection.

In the blink of an eye, it was parked on the parking space that had just been vacant.

In the back seat of the car, a man in a black robe stepped out of the car and walked towards the funeral home.

Behind the man, followed by a middle-aged man.

Seeing this, Bai Yi hurriedly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said with a guilty face.

"Master, I'm sorry, I ordered a lot of white chrysanthemum and yellow chrysanthemum for the memorial service yesterday, and when I sent it this morning, I found that it was a little defeated, and it was too late to change it. ”

Defeated?

Du Shengbi's voice. Said softly.

"It's okay, let's go, go in!"

He didn't care what the flower had become, for him, it was not a flower that was lost, it was dead, and he could make him bloom again in an instant.

When the words fell, Du Shengping walked directly into the funeral home with his legs raised.

"Yes!"

Bai Yi nodded in response and hurriedly followed.

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