It took a while for her emotions to be relieved, and suddenly a glass of water was put down in front of her, and she looked up to see Qin Yang standing at the table, looking down at her.

"Sister, is it a serious matter?"

"It is not known at the moment, and an investigation is needed." Pei Yao picked up the glass of water and took a sip, it was lukewarm.

"If my guess is accurate, the matter will be very serious, and Xiude Middle School may not be able to open, and when the time comes, you should be able to have a normal learning environment."

After speaking, Pei Yao saw him lower his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

She stood up and looked at the boy in front of her, who was about the same height as herself.

"Don't worry, you'll have the life you want."

When the words fell, Qin Yang raised his head, Pei Yao looked at him, and the smile on his face was much softer.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, now these things that make you feel unhappy will be solved, and you will have a bright future, do what you want to do, do what makes you happy."

Qin Yang stood there a little stunned, he didn't seem to understand Pei Yao's words, but just when he didn't sort it out, Pei Yao spoke again.

"But now, you're going to study."

Pei Yao pushed him into the room, and the moment she closed the door, she raised her hand and patted Qin Yang's shoulder.

"We will solve these things, you don't have to worry, your brother Rongli is very powerful."

After speaking, she closed the door and let Qin Yang go in to study hard, but the moment she turned around, the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

Standing in place for a moment, Pei Jiao got dressed and went out and went to the funeral home, but when he arrived at the door of the funeral home, the door was blocked by those media and reporters again.

Pei Jiao entered through the back door with ease, and as soon as he walked to the door of the office, he heard the voice of the curator coming from inside.

Someone is probably holding this accountable, so the curator's tone is flattering.

She stood outside until the phone hung up before she walked in, and as soon as she entered, she found that everyone in the funeral home was sitting there, their faces were a little solemn, but when they saw themselves, the corners of their mouths subconsciously pulled out a smile.

Pei Yao knew in his heart that it was the curator who had woken up with them.

She was very moved in her heart, she has been hanging on the Internet recently, and they will be happy for themselves if they are good, but they have not complained about themselves for the bad, and even helped them find a way together.

She put the food she bought on the way on the table and smiled at them.

"I bought some afternoon tea, come and eat."

But after saying that, they all looked at Pei Yao and didn't move.

"It's okay, don't worry, Officer Hong and I went with me today, no matter what happens, we are the first to strike, because the police are on our side, so don't worry, and Chu Wenzhong them, do you think they are so clean?"

Pei Yao handed them the food one by one, and when she walked in front of the curator, she directly pulled the curator to sit down.

"I'm sorry for the trouble again."

"What kind of trouble is this, I survived the funeral home when it couldn't be opened before, and it's not your fault, this is Chu Wenzhong's trouble, even if you ignore him this time, next time he has other things to come to you, although I am old, I can see it clearly."

These words made Pei Jiao a little warm, because this time the matter was a bit serious, and she thought that the curator would be a little unhappy.

The smile on her face was much more sincere, and she nodded to the curator, "I see." ”

With that, he saw the curator glance at the rest of the office.

"You can do whatever you should do, I have something to say with Pei Yao, by the way, take all this food, don't waste it."

It wasn't until the others walked out one after another that the curator spoke again, but his voice was still very low.

"Pei Yao, I thought about it this time, I think this mortuary competition, using real remains is a problem, our industry, the first thing to do is to respect the dead, but I think they have completely deviated from this idea, this competition is very disrespectful to the dead, I even think there is a bigger conspiracy behind this."

Hearing this, Pei Yao nodded.

"That's true, I think so too, I think back to all of Chu Wenzhong's actions now, I think it's a little strange, he has been asking me to participate in this competition, probably to use my fame to cover up something, so now the public opinion on the Internet will be on me."

"So what to do?" The curator was obviously a little anxious, "You can't let them do this, when the time comes, you will be scolded every day, and they will hide far away." ”

"Don't worry about this matter, the police have already gone to investigate."

Pei Yao calmed down the curator's mood, and was about to leave when the phone suddenly rang.

The call was made by Rong Li, who was a little anxious when she heard her voice, she should have found something and arranged for Jiang Cheng to pick her up and go to the company.

After saying goodbye to the curator, she walked out of the office, there were still many people waiting at the door of the funeral home, she glanced at it and retracted her gaze and walked out of the back door, just walking, but was stopped by Lin Lin.

"Master, Chu Wenzhong called the curator today."

Hearing this, Pei Jiao raised his eyebrows, Lin Lin probably realized that he had said the wrong thing, and his expression was a little flustered.

"I didn't mean that, I meant that I heard the curator scold him, Chu Wenzhong must have said something unpleasant before the curator was so angry, master, since Chu Wenzhong came to our funeral home, the curator has always been in a bad mood."

Pei Yao naturally knew these things, and nodded to Lin Lin.

"Don't worry, these things will definitely be resolved, and after this time, Chu Wenzhong will not come again."

"Really?" Lin Lin's eyes widened, his eyes were full of joy, "Great, he made our funeral home a miasma, I hope he can be taught a lesson and never bother us again." ”

Hearing this, Pei Yao smiled and didn't say anything more, Jiang Cheng's car was already waiting outside the door, and after she comforted her apprentice, she got into the car.