In the blink of an eye, three days passed in a flash.

According to the funeral process discussed by the children of the Wang family, a three-day mourning hall was opened at home to wait for the condolences of relatives and friends, and a memorial service was held at the funeral home on the fourth day.

In the first three days, mainly some close relatives and friends come to mourn, and on the fourth day, all relatives and friends will come to the funeral home to hold a grand memorial service.

The funeral home had already been booked, and Lin Xuan followed the Wang family to the Eight Immortals Hall of the Longhua Funeral Home early in the morning and prepared everything that should be prepared.

The body of the old lady of the Wang family has been placed in a glass cover, waiting for relatives and friends to pay respects, and there is a black and white portrait behind it.

Some trivial matters have been handed over to the staff of the funeral home, and they only need to wait for the arrival of relatives and friends, and when the people have arrived, they can hold a memorial service.

At this time, there is no need to wear linen and filial piety, just tie a strip of white cloth around your waist, and pin a piece of black yarn on your arm.

The sign-in place at the entrance of the Eight Immortals Hall has been prepared, just waiting for relatives and friends to come to the door, and the brothers of the Wang family are all figures with heads and faces after all, and the boss Wang Xingguo is a high-ranking official at the deputy ministerial level, so there may be a lot of people coming this time.

The selected Eight Immortals Hall is also one of the two largest in Longhua Funeral Parlor, and there are thousands of carnations for relatives and friends.

Now that everything is in place, I am waiting for relatives and friends to come to the door.

Several juniors of the Wang family stood at the door of the Eight Immortals Hall, ready to receive relatives and friends who came and went, while Uncle Lin Xuan and them accompanied some of the older generations in the lounge in the Eight Immortals Hall.

Now these juniors of the Wang family, except for Wang Sisi, the others are all adults, and they are engaged in politics and business, and they have taken charge of themselves and can handle some family affairs.

"Sisi, slow down. ”

Wang Sisi dragged Lin Xuan out of the lounge and pulled him to the door of the Eight Immortals Hall.

"My dad said, our friends asked you to greet me, don't think about being lazy. ”

Lin Xuan could only sigh helplessly: "Okay, okay, can't I accompany you?" ”

"That's pretty much it. Wang Sisi grinned.

Lin Xuan knew in his heart that the third uncle had good intentions, and then this opportunity, he wanted to let himself know his friends and make some contacts, so that his future road might be easier.

Where he needs any connections, and where he stands, one person can defeat tens of millions.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I couldn't escape the clutches of Wang Sisi, a girl.

Wang Chenguang, Wang Feifei, and Huang Bo all looked a little strange after seeing Lin Xuan, although a few days had passed, they still remembered the events of that night.

Lin Xuan also glanced at them, nodded lightly, and didn't say anything.

Huang Bo snorted coldly in his heart, what's the big deal, without Fang Churou, you are nothing.

At this moment, a burly middle-aged man in a black suit walked in from outside the hall door.

Huang Bo hurriedly greeted him, and said with a sad face: "Second uncle." ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said in a deep voice, "Xiaobo, you have to mourn." ”

Huang Bo nodded and said, "Second uncle, my parents are waiting for you in the lounge." ”

After the middle-aged man left, Huang Bo glanced at Lin Xuan proudly.

His second uncle is the deputy head of a district in Shanghai City and a deputy department-level cadre.

Later, some people came one after another, including the eldest uncle's colleagues, the second uncle's business partners, the third uncle's friends, and the relatives of Huang Bo's family, all of whom were people with status.

It was exactly the same as the previous three days, from beginning to end, no one from Lin Xuan's family came.

Wang Feifei, Wang Chenguang and the others regained their self-confidence, and looked at Lin Xuan's gaze, revealing a kind of overlooking and condescending.

Lin Xuan still looked calm and breezy, not knowing what he was thinking.

After about half an hour, Wang Chenguang noticed that something was wrong, because there were too few people this time.

It is said that his father is a high-ranking official in the city government, and the old man in the family has died, and I don't know how many officials want to come and take the opportunity to talk to Wang Xingguo, but so far only a few of his father's old departments have come, and none of the rest have come.

His second uncle Wang Xingmin is also at the helm of a 10-billion-yuan enterprise, and he has a lot of friends in the business world, but now there are only four or five small bosses.

Looking at the sparse people in the Eight Immortals Hall, his thick eyebrows couldn't help but stand up.

Wang Feifei also discovered this problem, the two glanced at each other, hurriedly went out of the gate of the Eight Immortals Hall, and looked around, where they entered, it was very desolate, and there was no one.

But outside the Songhe Hall next to them, there was a sea of people, and there were many acquaintances among them.

The Longhua Funeral Parlor has twenty halls for people to use, among which the Songhe Hall and the Eight Immortals Hall are the two largest, enough to accommodate five or six hundred people.

And it just so happens that the two halls are side by side, which is only a few tens of meters away.

"Isn't that Director Liu of the Finance Bureau?" Huang Chenguang said in surprise, this Director Liu was his father's former colleague, and the relationship between the two families was very good.

"Isn't that the senior general manager of Huihua Group? and the general manager of Haitian Industrial! Wang Feifei also found many acquaintances. ”

It didn't take long for the elders of the Wang family to also discover something strange, after such a long time, why did so many people come and come out one after another.

Lin Xuan's uncle Wang Xingguo saw the middle-aged man with a big belly outside the Songhe Hall at a glance, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Lu Ankang stood in front of the Songhe Hall with a heavy face, accepting everyone's comfort.

"Mayor Lu, life can't be resurrected, you should take good care of your health, the tens of millions of citizens of Shanghai City are still waiting for you to cheer up. ”

"Mayor Lu, you want to mourn!"

"Mayor Lu, take care of your health. ”

......

Lu Ankang nodded, and the rest of his eyes saw the Wang family and others outside the Eight Immortals Hall on the side, and suddenly felt secretly relieved.

Speaking of which, Lu Ankang has a lot of connections with Wang Xingguo, the boss of the Wang family, both of whom are top students of Fudan University, and they are both classmates, and they were both assigned to the municipal government after graduation.

It's just that Wang Xingguo was assigned to the government office as a secretary to the leader, while Lu Ankang was assigned to the pension department of the Political Research Office.

No one is willing to be a head shorter than others, and Lu Ankang is even more so, and later, in order to catch up with Wang Xingguo's footsteps, he married the mute daughter of Secretary Wu, who was in charge of political and legal work at that time, and then he rose to the top of the ranks, all the way to the deputy mayor in charge of commerce, finance, finance and taxation.

Ten years ago, he was already a department-level cadre, but now he has only taken half a step, and he is only a deputy mayor in charge of education, health, and sports, and he will retire in a few days.

Coincidentally, their mothers died on the same day.

People in Shanghai's officialdom and business circles all know that Mayor Wang and Mayor Lu do not deal with each other, and generally speaking, they are not offended on both sides, but if the funeral is rushed to the same day, or the funeral is held at the same time, they must make a choice.

One is Mayor Wang, who is about to retire, and the other is Mayor Lu, who still has a five-year term in office.

Fools know how to choose.

So today's funeral of the Wang family is destined to end bleakly.

When the second uncle Wang Xingmin saw this scene, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he said, "Big brother, this?"

Uncle Wang Xingguo didn't expect Lu Ankang to do things so desperately, the two were officials in the same dynasty, it is said that the two old people died on the same day, and the time will be diverted when the funeral is held, which is good for both families.

Unexpectedly, the time of the two memorial services was at the same time, and even the two funeral homes were one, and they were next to each other.

Can this be called a coincidence?

Moreover, Lu Ankang even stood outside the hall to greet relatives and friends in person.

It is clear that he wants to make the Wang family ugly and make Wang Xingguo embarrassed.

Wang Xingguo had a dark face, and in the end he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back, don't stand at the door and let people see jokes." ”

At this moment, Huang Bo's second uncle stood up and said to Huang Haibo with some embarrassment: "Big brother, Mayor Lu is over there, I have to go and say hello, otherwise it won't look good." ”

The faces of the Wang family were all pulled down, and the gloomy energy could drip water.

At this time, the few friends who were the only ones also opened their mouths, saying that they wanted to go over to say hello.

Wang Xingguo's face turned pale, sneered, and said, "Go ahead, don't forget to greet Mayor Lu for me." ”

In the end, all the people who stayed were the immediate family members of the Wang family, and there were only thirty people, which was extremely deserted compared to the crowded situation on Lu Ankang's side next to him.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Even those heartless juniors of the Wang family, their faces are difficult to see at this time.

Has the current Wang family fallen to this extent?

Wang Xingguo was sad in his heart, he was still on the stage at this time, these people were so snobbish, if he waited until he got off the stage, I was afraid that he would not even be able to keep the Wang family's family business and let others swallow it.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black suit, tall and thin with gold wire glasses and an elegant temperament suddenly appeared from the small square in front of him, trotting all the way, followed by two young men, holding a large wreath with great effort.

"Huh, it looks like you're coming from us?" Wang Xingguo, who was already about to return to the Eight Immortals Hall to hold a memorial service, stopped.

"That person seems to be Mr. Hao of Guosheng Financial Holdings!" Lin Xuan's second uncle said, "We also worked together on a project last time, why did he come, I didn't inform him?"

Wang Feifei said: "Dad, I guess where did people hear the news?" ”

Uncle Lin Xuan said: "Second brother, since people are your friends, don't lose your manners, and people can still attend the old lady's memorial service at this time, which means that this person is still available." ”

It only took half a minute, and Mr. Hao had already appeared in front of everyone.

His face was flushed, he gasped as if he was pulling a bellows, and asked, "Excuse me... This is... Wang... A memorial service for the old lady?"

Lin Xuan's second uncle Wang Xingye stood up, stretched out his hand, and said with a feeling of warmth sent by someone in the snow, and said: "Mr. Hao, thank you for coming to me to attend my mother's memorial service." ”

Mr. Hao looked in the crowd, as if he had suddenly discovered something, and his eyes lit up.

He hurriedly stretched out his hands, bent over, crossed Wang Xingye, separated the crowd, and walked to Lin Xuan in the corner, making a sad expression.

"Master Lin, you want to mourn!"