A waiter in a black welcome dress and a top hat stepped up, "This is Rockefeller Manor, excuse me, is there anything going on?" ”

"Hello, we're here for the funeral." Thor smiled professionally and pointed to Sean next to him, "This is Philemon J. Son of Mr. D. Rockefeller. ”

"Here's the invitation." Saul picked up the invitation and handed it over, the black invitation, sterling silver embroidered edge printing, solemn, low-key, luxurious.

The waiter took it and looked at it, bent down to look at Sean again, and then said, "The Rockefeller family welcomes the arrival of the two, please park the car here." ”

Sean looked in the direction of the waiter's finger, and there was a forest over there,

Thor drove into the woods only to find that it was actually a parking lot, with trees and flowers separating the parking spaces.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Thor's face was full of amazement, "Sean, do you know, this must be designed to prevent the vehicle from ruining the beauty of the entire manor, and you can't tell from the outside that this is a parking lot, what is luxury, what is exquisite, this is!" ”

That's it? Sean glanced left and right, not bothering to express any thoughts.

"Look at these cars, Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Lincoln...... Hey, why don't you have a sports car? Thor looked left and right, and suddenly wondered.

"Nonsense, this is a funeral, would anyone be stupid enough to drive a red Ferrari over!" Sean shook his head speechlessly, "Okay, hurry up and park the car, don't act like a mountain cannon." ”

“san，po？” Thor didn't hear clearly, and repeated in confusion.

"Shut up and stop." Sean patted his head.

The yellow broken Suzuki stopped here very eye-catching, and out of the parking lot, under the guidance of the waiter, the two walked all the way to the place where the funeral was to be held.

"Look, look, Sean, how long we've been walking, and I'm telling you, everything you see with your eyes, it's all from the Rockefellers."

"Do you know how big it is?"

"4,000 acres!"

"16 million square meters!" Thor waved his arms, his face flushed with excitement.

"I asked someone to check last night, and the estate has a total of 75 buildings, 70 private roads, a sculpture garden, an underground art gallery, a children's playground, the Play House, a 9-hole golf course, a farm, a large wild forest park and several lakes, and an artificial swan lake that Rockefeller gave to his wife, this is simply an independent kingdom."

"I also heard that the estate has its own art collection, European, Chinese, African, there are antiques and works of art from all over the world."

"Don't you like the stuff of that ancient country to the east, I heard that Nelson Brown is a member of the old country. D. Rockefeller also liked Chinese antiques, and in his more than ten years as governor and vice president of New York, he collected a lot of antique artworks there, and in his villa, I heard that even the curtains were painted with dragon patterns. ”

Saul chattered next to him, Sean frowned deeply, not to mention Huaxia antiques, it was okay, but he was in a bad mood immediately.

"And you, the heir of the Rockefeller family, my god, I still can't believe it!"

"Look at that sculpture, the Greek river god Okeanos, I tell you, there are hundreds of sculptures of all kinds, and these hundreds of sculptures are either antiques, hundreds of years old, or the work of contemporary art masters, and these sculptures alone are worth tens of millions."

"Look at these sculptures, they are full of the weight of history!"

"That's it?" Sean sneered, "Okay, this has a sense of history that is more all-encompassing than the Old Summer Palace, more profound and quiet than the Summer Palace, and no worse than the Forbidden City than history." ”

Thor turned his head to look at his friend in some shock, "What's wrong with you, aren't you happy, you're about to become one of the heirs here." ”

"Okay, happy, I'm happy." Sean took a deep breath, "Do you know what the owners of the three gardens I just mentioned are like now?" ”

The Rockefeller estate is very good, one of the top ten estates in the world, but it really doesn't arouse much of Sean's amazement.

"Okay, it's going to be a funeral soon, you know, I, father, are dead, OK?"

"Look at you, your face is smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum."

"Even if you have to inherit countless fortunes, you have to show a little grief now, you know?"

"Yes, yes, grief." Thor swung his fist hard and spun around excitedly.

"I bet if you laugh out loud at the funeral in a minute, you'll be dragged out and, okay?"

Thor nodded again and again, but he couldn't control his emotions, and in the end, he stomped his foot ruthlessly, reached out and grabbed the meat on the root of his thigh, pulled it up, and twisted it hard, "Hiss...... Yes!! ”

Tears came down in a snap.

The corners of Sean's mouth kept twitching, damn, he's a werewolf!

Wiping his face, Thor was full of pain, "I promise, I'll cry when I see your father's coffin." ”

Reaching out and patting Thor on the shoulder, Sean didn't know what to say......

The cemetery of the Rockefeller family, starting with John Rockefeller, is where the people of the Rockefeller family are buried.

"Which one is Mr. Sean D. Rockefeller?" At the entrance of the cemetery, the waiter opened the invitation card and glanced at it, then bent down slightly and asked.

"I am." Sean answered, then stretched out his finger and pointed at Saul and said, "This is my lawyer, Saul Goodman." ”

"Okay, Mr. Sean, please come here." Another waiter stepped up and stood beside Sean, leaning over slightly and making a gesture of please.

As soon as he took a few steps, he turned his head to see that Thor had been stopped, and another waiter had come out and led him in a different direction.

As one of the largest families in the United States, the Rockefeller family has no worse rules than those European royal families, and the different statuses and positions of the funeral are absolutely different.

Sean didn't have any feelings about this, and walked to the side behind the waiter, there was still a while before the funeral began, and he thought it would be good to be sent to the place, but he didn't expect the waiter to follow him with a straight face throughout the whole process.

It's understandable with a straight face, after all, it's a funeral, but what's the matter with always being around?

Although the waiter didn't say anything, Sean understood that he was obviously afraid that he would do something out of the ordinary and disgrace the Rockefeller family!

Sean was a little angry in his heart, but the waiter was polite throughout the whole process, and he was not easy to have a seizure, so he could only frown and have a cold face, which was in line with the atmosphere of the scene.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the funeral to begin, and Sean was placed in an inconspicuous corner on the side of the immediate family.

At the fore were Philemon's wife and four children, and then there were important figures from other branches of the Rockefeller family.

As for Saul...... I don't know which corner I'm going to be assigned to.

Sean is very comfortable with this, he has never seen what the dead ghost father looks like, and it is embarrassing to get together.

"Philippon M. D. Rockefeller, born in 1931...... "a pastor dressed in black, standing on the steps reading a speech from Philip W. D. Rockefeller." The life of D. Rockefeller.

Listening to the mournful music of the synchronized music, looking at the white coffin behind the pastor, Sean's mind flashed to another picture, four black men wearing triangular hats and black suits carrying the white coffin, with a strong sense of rhythm......