On Wednesday, December 12th, Comrade Yang Guoyun’s memorial service was held at 12:50 in the afternoon. 800 hours,...o Starting from 6:00 before dawn, firecrackers and salutes were deafening without interruption.

, the residents of the town were probably cursing in their hearts.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, there was an endless queue of cars in the small town, which almost seemed like a bustling traffic. The traffic police came, but to no avail.

It was no longer possible to place the wreaths neatly and neatly. The person in charge asked for instructions and folded all the wreaths together. Of course, some gifts still had to be displayed conspicuously. Read the full text of Mobile Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The person responsible for collecting the silk money was the accountant of Yang Chengyi's company and Xiao Shuxia's colleague. There were three pairs in total. One of each pair kept accounts, and the other collected the money and gave away towels. Five boxes of towels were shipped, a total of 1,000 towels, and Lu Laosan returned the money.

Promises are never enough.

As long as they were of the same generation as Yang Chengyi and others, they could go to the mourning hall to kowtow and salute, so there was a long queue. Yang Chengyi and Yang Chengguang, who were kneeling to thank them, had no chance to stand up, and their postures had to be standard.

Yang Jingxing was busy outside with the people in the funeral office and Lu Laosan's people. The young people who Xiao Shuxia had forbidden Yang Jingxing to have contact with now seemed calm, capable, organized and disciplined.

A man in his twenties who looked like a boss still remembered Yang Jingxing: "You took Sister Lan out of the palace when she got married..."

Puyin's European and North American tour group's flight tickets are at 12:30 noon. After nearly 20 hours of traveling in economy class, the students will land at Lyon-Saint-Las Airport.

Before eleven o'clock, Yang Jingxing called Yu Xinting: "Have you arrived at the airport?"

Yu Xinting said: "We are still on the way. We have been out for half an hour, and they said it will be soon." Listening to the ambient sound, the students were quite excited.

Yang Jingxing said: "Have a good journey and be happy is the most important thing."

Yu Xinting: "... As soon as I got off the plane, Teacher Hu said that the Lyon Conservatoire wanted to interview us and asked me to prepare. He only said it yesterday afternoon."

Yang Jingxing said: "The French are easy to fool, so just imitate them and just talk nonsense in a foggy way."

Yu Xinting chuckled: "The professor taught me last night, I should be fine."

Yang Jingxing said: "We are all good students of the professor. We have nothing to be afraid of. When soldiers come, we will cover up the water and the earth."

Yu Xinting said yes and asked again: "...you..."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm okay. There will be a memorial service today, he will be buried tomorrow morning, and he will go back to school after seven days."

Yu Xinting: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing said: "Stop talking, just have fun."

Liu Chiwei and his wife came together. Liu Chiwei also went to kowtow before the funeral. After coming out, he warned Yang Jingxing that Liu Miao would definitely have to go to Puhai again during the winter vacation. (800)

Xia Yizhen was accompanying the civil servants and didn't say much to Yang Jingxing.

Lunch will be served at eleven o'clock. The place is at the huge drying yard of the local specialty company, half a kilometer away from the mourning hall. Originally, we had prepared three taels of minibuses and one bus to take us back and forth, but now the car is difficult to move, so Lu Laosan took the

There are loudspeakers all around to apologize to everyone and ask everyone to walk.

A little after twelve o'clock, several people from the funeral office came. The current deputy secretary of the county party committee laid a wreath in person, and then everyone began to cooperate with the government and the people to restore order at the scene and prepare to hold a memorial service.

Nearly twelve and a half minutes later, sixth brother Mo Zhaojie came to pat Yang Jingxing's shoulder in person: "Here we come, dozens of wreaths!"

Yang Jingxing went to greet them. Gan Kaicheng, Pang Xi, Du Lin, Huang Weiliang and the driver, a total of five people, were watching people placing wreaths. Mo Zhaojie exaggerated, there were only a dozen wreaths. Zhang Yanhao's, each department manager and his department

To colleagues, Pang Xi, Android, Cheng Yaoyao, Tong Yichun, Dai Qing, Tang Xiaoxiao and Driver Chen are doing so in their personal names.

Yang Jingxing was somewhat grateful: "Manager Huang, Sister Lin, Brother Chen, thank you for your hard work."

Du Lin's sincere expression: "Don't say that, it should be true."

Huang Weiliang helped Yang Jingxing's shoulders: "The incident happened suddenly. Many people couldn't leave, so the company sent us... We, Sister Lin, only rushed back to Puhai Doomsday Super Mall at midnight last night."

The driver said: "We leave at seven o'clock in the morning, and I don't drive very slowly."

Gan Kaicheng added: "I have been waiting for hours to buy a wreath. I told you it was useless."

Du Lin looked a little bit blaming Gan Kaicheng, and was not polite to Yang Jingxing: "I'm going to say this to you, how can you avoid it, there are so many people today, and others think your friends and colleagues are bullshit."

Yang Jingxing smiled sarcastically: "... Anyway, thank you."

Huang Weiliang laughed: "You are also the manager, what nonsense... let's go and bow." But looking at the mourning hall over there, it seems that it is full.

Colleagues in the company still wanted to go over together, but Mo Zhaojie reminded: "Our rule here is to kowtow, three times."

Du Lin nodded repeatedly: "Follow the rules, follow the rules..."

Mo Zhaojie seemed to be deliberately teasing these people from big cities: "You are good friends. According to the rules, you don't need to follow the rules."

Du Lin laughed: "Yes, we have our own rules!"

Mo Zhaojie was obviously arrogant: "Please!"

The people gathered in front and outside of the mourning hall are mainly important people, with a small number of close relatives, and more civil servants and business partners from the county and town.

Yang Jingxing first introduced his colleagues to the Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and Lu Laosan, and then they took them to the funeral, and then introduced them to his father and uncle.

Yang Jingxing had a slight height advantage, and he could see his colleagues outside taking turns kneeling and kowtowing in front of the funeral. Du Lin also helped the family members who were kneeling to stand up, but after being dissuaded, he bent down and said something.

Then Xiao Shuxia sent Gan Kai and others out. Du Lin praised Yang Jingxing: "What a beautiful mother, no wonder her son is so handsome and handsome."

Yang Jingxing said: "My mother has been too tired these two days, otherwise she would be more beautiful."

Xiao Shuxia was indeed too tired to be cheerful and social, so she could only try to be polite and considerate. She asked her son to take her colleagues to Jiuchun to eat and rest first. Please forgive me for any inconsiderate things and find an opportunity to make up for it in the future.

Yang Jingxing's colleagues told Xiao Shuxia to go ahead and not worry about this, and Yang Jingxing also said so.

After reconfirming that the memorial service would only start in a quarter of an hour, Du Lin said: "It's not too late... Manager Huang will do it for you." He looked at the money collector who was eating a box lunch.

Yang Jingxing was smart: "There's really no need for this."

Du Lin said again: "Behave according to the rules!"

Huang Weiliang also joked: "I am rich now..." As he went to pay the money, he took out a list from his bag.

Yang Jingxing asked Gan Kaicheng: "How many rooms should I rent?"

Du Lin waved his hand: "Don't worry about these, we will go back later... You're welcome, we have a long time to come!"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Before Huang Weiliang finished writing the accounts, the memorial service began under the leadership of the deputy secretary of the county party committee and amid the sounds of mourning music. There were probably four to five hundred people within a few dozen meters of the mourning hall.

There were a few scattered ones, but everyone stood upright.

The eulogy was quite long, and the deputy secretary of the county party committee read it very slowly and deeply. It lasted for at least ten minutes before starting the three minutes of silence. Although it was not so solemn, it was only in this quarter of an hour that this place was so quiet in the past few days.

The moment of silence ended and the atmosphere became lively again, although the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee was still advocating that everyone go and see off the funeral procession at 6:00 tomorrow morning.

Yang Chengyi and Yang Chengguang were finally able to stand up at this time, but they seemed to be unable to straighten their waists. Yang Chengguang went to thank or say goodbye to his colleagues. Yang Chengyi and Xiao Shuxia came out almost immediately to shake hands with Gan Kaicheng and others.

I am grateful, and the feeling of being familiar with everyone is overwhelming. The latest chapter of the boss airborne raid.

Huang Weiliang, who carried a large pocket of towels, conveyed Zhang Yanhao's condolences, and explained in a serious and concrete manner that Zhang Yanhao was indeed unable to escape due to something, and he was very sorry.

Yang Chengyi thanked Zhang Yanhao for taking care of his son and Gan Kaicheng for his support: "He still doesn't know how lucky he is to have a boss like you, Manager Gan." Yang Jingxing only told his parents in general terms that he and

Gan Kaicheng, but after he received the news from Gan Kaicheng yesterday and knew that the company would have a small team to come, he briefly told his parents about the others.

Yang Chengyi understands the status of a powerful agent better than Xiao Shuxia, so he is very polite to Du Lin who has no title: "You haven't even entered the society yet. You don't understand many things. I only know a little about it. I'm sorry to trouble you."

But Du Lin said: "You are such a good son... I don't know if I don't know, but today I understand, this is a tiger father without a canine son."

Xiao Shuxia paid more attention to Pang Xi: "Thank you, Yang Jingxing often talks about you and you are a big help." She was probably too tired, and she was not usually so careless, but Yang Jingxing's expression did not change.

Pang Xi was also polite: "It's my turn."

Yang Chengyi and his wife agreed, asking Yang Jingxing to send his bosses and colleagues to Lu Shulan's hotel to rest or look around, while he finished here first: "...Your mother and I will go down in the afternoon, we really can't leave now."

Of course the people from Hongxing said no, and they were leaving now.

The Yang family felt really sorry, so they decided to let Yang Jingxing send the guests to a late lunch.

Gan Kaicheng and the others came from Qipu, which runs a company. They stopped at the east end of the town. They actually walked a long distance holding wreaths.

It was now difficult for Yang Jingxing's car to drive out, so he and his colleagues went to pick up the car and returned to Jiuchun County together.

On the way, my colleagues praised Jiuchun’s beautiful mountains and clear waters. I didn’t expect that there is such a good place not far from Puhai. If you have the chance, you should really come and have fun for a few days.

Then he talked about his experiences along the way. Navigation was basically not needed. As long as he asked about the Yang family's funeral, everyone seemed to know it and was willing to give directions, which shows that Yang Chengyi has a good reputation.

People from the wreath shop drove with them to deliver so many wreaths, and when everyone first went to buy wreaths, the owner of the wreath shop knew without even asking that it was a big deal to send to the Yang family.

However, I still want to reprimand Yang Jingxing when I come back. How could I not tell the company about such a thing? Instead, it made everyone confused: "...you take this thing?"

Yang Jingxing took the printed form. It seemed that the company had standards or a tacit understanding. The money given by Zhang Yanhao was two thousand and one. The managers and singers also received one thousand and one. Chang Yiming also had one thousand and one. In addition, there was Pang Pang.

The musicians who collaborated with Xi, Zhong Ing-wen, Lan Jingyue and Tong Yichun on the album are all 501.

Huang Weiliang said that he didn’t know what the standard was here and whether it was an appropriate way to express grief. Yang Jingxing didn’t know it at first, but now he knows a little bit. Jiuchun’s habit is to have a little less silk and gold. It’s very close and nice.

There are only five hundred and one friends, usually one hundred and one.

Huang Weiliang knew: "No wonder the people who collect money look at me strangely."

Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't expect that I would be so proud."

Du Lin complained: "I'm sorry if the manager doesn't give you face..." Originally, everyone who planned to send silk money sent wreaths, but Gan Kaicheng really didn't want to wait any longer.

Gan Kaicheng has integrity: "He didn't even tell us why we were so hot-faced and cold-hearted."
Chapter completed!