The memorial service was arranged in the suburbs of Nancheng.

In order to bury General Zhang, Binhai officials allocated a large piece of land and added several bus stops around it.

Looking at this specification, it is estimated that it was built for tourist attractions.

When Han Jiangxue arrived at the destination by car, the scene was silent.

There are Beimang heavy soldiers standing guard at the entrance and exit, and the wreath banners sent from all walks of life make Zhang Ruoyu feel that if he wants to lie down in the coffin, he can't stand the grandeur of others.

After getting out of the car, the two were about to walk towards the entrance.

but ran into his rival Liang Daishan.

"Why is Mr. Liang here?" Zhang Ruoyu has a hypocritical smile on his face, no emotion, and is all skill.

So what about the dead dwarf?

What cats and dogs give passes?

Liang Daishan obviously didn't expect to meet Zhang Ruoyu and his wife here, but after thinking about it, with Mrs. Han's background and status, it is not difficult to understand that she can get a pass.

"General Zhang is a national hero I have admired for a long time for the country and the people." Liang Daishan sighed. "Since General Zhang is buried in Binhai, of course I want to see it."

"There's only an urn left, what can you see?" Zhang Ruoyu squinted and said. "As far as I know, there are not many passes released by Beimang, so Mr. Liang shouldn't be a scalper ticket to buy, right?"

"If that's the case, it's a great disrespect to General Zhang! Go back and let Beimang know, you're in big trouble! ”

The alarmist remarks made Han Jiangxue's red lips curl slightly.

This bastard, who is really disgusting, even Liang Daishan was splashed with dirty water by him.

"See?" Liang Daishan raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

The two of them followed the gesture and looked at a towering and tall life-size statue.

"Before General Zhang's ashes were sent to Binhai, I had already contacted the relevant departments to build this statue, which can be regarded as a slight tribute to General Zhang's life as a horse." Liangdai Mountain has a large road.

This life-size statue was built day and night, but it cost Liang Daishan tens of millions!

Counting the thousands of fireworks he prepared for the memorial service, 100 million is gone!

That's it, I can't enter the field yet?

"It's a big deal." Zhang Ruoyu put his hand on his forehead and glanced at it. "How much does it cost?"

"General Zhang has served the country all his life, and his feat can be measured by money?" Liang Daishan said righteously.

"I can't." Zhang Ruoyu shook his head and said. "I just think that you have spent this money too unjustly, and you are even suspected of insulting General Zhang."

Without waiting for Liang Daishan to counterattack, Zhang Ruoyu said in a foolish voice: "General Zhang is handsome, with sharp edges and corners, bright eyes, and straight and three-dimensional facial features. ”

"Look at the statue you paid for, with small eyes and a collapsed nose, a fat head and big ears, a lewd face, and a double chin."

"Mr. Liang, if you know the inside story, I believe you are a patriotic businessman. I don't know, I thought you had a blood feud with General Zhang, and deliberately smeared him! ”

Liang Daishan was really planted.

If you didn't know that this bastard was the son-in-law of the Han family, you would have to skin him!

"How dare you stare at me?" Zhang Ruoyu's face was full of unhappiness, and he reprimanded angrily: "As General Zhang's old comrade-in-arms and half-brother, I didn't settle accounts with you on the spot, even if I take care of the overall situation and understand the general situation!" Do you still want to be anxious with me? ”

Liang Daishan knew that he was not easy to mess with when he saw this kid for the first time, but he didn't expect his broken mouth to stink like this, so he immediately took a deep breath and didn't dare to say anything more.

Yu Guang also glanced at Han Jiangxue, the group's number one rival, and couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart: Poor niece, how can you live in the future?

As he spoke, several large buses slowly drove in the distance.

With the sound of whirring stops, a group of cooks from the coastal catering department stepped out of the car, looking gloomy and heartbroken, but there was boiling and excitement in their eyes.

They walked towards the entrance of the memorial service under the guidance of several team leaders.

"What are you doing here!?" Liang Daishan held his stomach and had nowhere to vent, just letting this group of cooks hit the muzzle.

Everyone was taken aback by Liang Daishan, and even the big boss Han Jiangxue was there, and they were even more flustered.

"Mr. Liang, you can't help but be too wide, right?" Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes and said. "My man, you're going to intervene too?"

Liang Daishan raised his eyebrows, what is your person? Even you, the head chef, are in my hands! I can't take care of this group of cooks?

At this time, a team leader explained tremblingly: "Mr. Liang, we have asked for leave for the company. And we rushed to the company at two o'clock in the morning today to make a boxed lunch, and the quality of the meals was more abundant and larger than usual. ”

"We came just to give General Zhang a ride."

Liang Daishan heard this, but he also restrained the majesty on his face.

People have done their work, and they have taken leave, and it is a bit unkind to continue to reprimand outside.

couldn't help but snort and said, "How do you give General Zhang a ride?" Do you have a pass? ”

"You think this is a place where anyone can enter?"

"Do you see the majestic group of Beimang troops at the door? People are standing guard there, just to stop people like you from doing sabotage! ”

At this time, another team leader whispered: "Mr. Liang, we all got the tickets..."

Liang Daishan was like a lightning strike.

Got your ticket? Also us?

Why do all these stinky chefs in your catering department have tickets? Treat Lao Tzu as a retard?

How many relationships did Lao Tzu go, how much did it cost, to get a ticket, why do you have one?

Could it be that the chefs of Junsheng's catering department are all incognito soldiers and god of war?

Faced with Liang Daishan's questioning, everyone took out the pass code one after another.

In an instant, Liang Daishan's heart was completely unbalanced.

These grandchildren really didn't lie, they really have tickets!

There must be more than 200 people here, right?

Why, these are not the God of War Soldier King, or the heir of the Hidden Family, the rich young master?

Not bad for money? Just playing?

Just when Liang Daishan was dumbfounded, not far away, tens of thousands of coastal military cadets were either riding in cars or running, and they rushed over.

They went straight through the curfew and ran towards the memorial service.

Liang Daishan froze in place, his face full of despair.

Anyone can enter this memorial service, come if you want to, just me wronged?

At this time, a light rain fell in the sky again, hitting Liang Daishan's somewhat numb old face.