Chapter 304 Thick Hair...
Chapter 304 Thick Hair...
Qindu.
Happy Family Funeral Service Company, located in a crematorium in the suburbs.
In the boiler room.
President Fu Tao sat on the ponytail and kept rubbing his hands.
Several managers of the company were sitting at the rest table next to them.
Everyone is waiting for the busy little army.
"How many times have I told you? When the family members light the fire, there must be a strong sense of ritual. It's not over with a push of a button, understand?"
Xiaojun, the director of the boiler room, pointed to the temperature gauge on the boiler, and shouted at several crematorium employees
"There is so much competition now, and foreign business is not very good. We are the first crematorium in Longguo to launch a family ignition project. For this project alone, we accept customers in 1998. When you come in, let them press the button and coax What about the fool? What about the sense of ritual?"
"Nowadays, people all pay attention to the sense of ritual, do you understand, especially young girls nowadays, who have to light candles for every meal, you guys should make the process better for them, did I order all the matches, the arms are the same Thick matches, let them use them, and even launch individual packages. Anyone who uses this match to ignite will be given to our crematorium... Then what, isn’t my grandpa idle? Let him come in and dance the gods. It has to be put together, understand? The face of the card, don't care if it's useful or not, just look at the momentum."
"The last point, when choosing an urn, sell more expensive ones. You say that the family members who will enter the furnace immediately like it. Who can say no to the children?"
"..."
Several employees standing in front of Xiaojun lowered their heads in shame.
He can sit in the position of director at such a young age.
Not without reason.
Just step on a horse to light the fire yourself, and use a match as thick as an arm to light it. As long as the parents are still alive, they can't think of such an awesome project.
"It has to be Xiaojun!"
With a smile on his face, Fu Tao looked at Xiaojun with eyes full of appreciation.
bosom friend.
Since the crematorium has joined the small army.
Several projects launched in succession.
In a short period of time, the turnover has almost doubled.
well known.
In Longguo, there are only two places where you can't bargain.
One is a hospital.
The other is the crematorium.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are major events, no matter how unfilial your children were during their lifetime, but this is the kind of person who will never be stingy when it comes to funerals.
Even for others to see.
It will also make the funeral more beautiful.
"Is the meeting over?"
See Xiaojun is busy.
Fu Tao waved at the other party, speaking earnestly
"After you pack up your things, the company has another important task for you. You pick someone yourself, go over to negotiate a business, and go to the war zone to buy a piece of land. If the price is high, what will Su Mo do? Said, no matter what, we have to own at least 10% of the shares, understand?"
Having said that, Fu Tao stroked his chin with a look of excitement.
"The specific situation, let me tell you briefly. This time, the leaders above contacted us and wanted us to buy this land in the name of the company for the purpose of building a cemetery. It seems that there is oil underneath. This thing we If you don’t blend in, you want land.”
"Besides, I have already told the higher-ups that when the war zone is not in chaos, our company's first pyramid cemetery project will be put on the agenda soon. This is definitely a feat across the ages."
"..."
Fu Tao kept talking, Xiaojun kept nodding.
The more they talked, the more excited they became.
Hearing that, several management personnel in the back were sweating on their foreheads and their scalps were numb.
Good guy.
Both are talented.
Put the oil underneath without even looking at it.
If you want to set up a pyramid cemetery, you have even thought about the way of burial, not cremation, but refining mummies.
Is it really possible to ride a horse?
"Don't worry, I will set off with my team in a while."
"Uh-huh."
Fu Tao responded, and seemed to think of something again, and asked again.
"I talked to that General Mohan on the other side. This guy doesn't seem to be very willing. You go and see what Su Mo means. If this guy is still unwilling, you can give him a funeral and send him away. If not, give him a funeral." He practiced... this time there are people above us, you can let go of your hands and feet, nothing will happen."
subsequently.
Half an hour later, a dozen members of Xiaojun's team, carrying a full load of funeral supplies, rushed from Qindu to the war zone by special plane.
On the way, the last time I was in the hospital, I successfully put dozens of old men into the ICU.
Looking at the scenery outside, the three couldn't help sighing.
"Hey, who's going to cry this time? I asked for a long time and didn't say anything, but... our company's business is increasing. Recently, the old men in China have not cried a lot, and they have started to cry abroad."
"Okay, don't talk about it, it's 2000 for crying, the living price is high this time."
"Where's the golden throat lozenge? Hold it for a while, the boss paid a lot of money, and I still charter a flight there, and I have to let him cry away whatever I say..."
"..."
When the small army team rushed to the theater.
Su Mo and others have successfully opened the wooden cell, and walked out of the cell with iron pants on.
It was night.
In the entire camp, except for a few rooms with lights, the rest of the place was completely dark.
have to say.
No wonder the forces in this place can only be called armed forces.
There is no management at all.
At least Su Mo and others went around and discovered this.
Except for a person on duty at the door of the cell, most of the militants in the entire camp were actually asleep.
Not only that.
Before going to bed, these people seemed to have drunk too much.
"Snapped!"
Su Mo slapped a militant in the face with a round slap, and two of his teeth fell out.
But the guy in front of him didn't even show any signs of waking up.
"How much did you drink? Can you get drunk like this? I also took it. Is it a fake bar?"
Rubbing his hands, he muttered.
Su Mo hurriedly rushed to the crowd behind him
"The camp is so big, there's not even anyone who can ask questions. Where does this shitty general sleep at night?"
Having said that, he couldn't help but give Viagra a hard look.
"I've already put iron pants on others. Why do you say you are doing such heavy handing? Otherwise, there is still someone in your hand who can ask, what should we do now? If it doesn't work, let's split up."
"They all have guns. If you find the place where the general is sleeping, shoot and notify the others immediately."
Everyone gritted their teeth and nodded.
A group of two, carrying a tattered ak, walked into the night separately.
"Fatty, let's go too!"
Say hello.
Together with the fat man, Su Mo turned and walked towards the door of a warehouse hung with chains in the distance.
The warehouse door alone is several meters high.
Also, there are lights on inside.
...
the other side.
in a room.
Mohan looked at the scar-faced subordinate in front of him, tapped his fingers on the table, and said in a deep voice
"Tell me again, how these Long Kingdom people were arrested? How did they meet on the road."
Upon hearing this.
Scarface almost collapsed, with a mournful face, begged
"General, please forgive me. I have reported to you dozens of times since I came back. I met them by chance on the road, and I bumped into them all by myself."
"wrong!"
Mohan shook his head, frowned and whispered softly.
"It shouldn't be, could it be an employee of this funeral company? There's no reason why so many people from the Dragon Kingdom suddenly appeared... Are they really here to investigate the construction of the pyramid?"
"It is impossible for the Dragon Kingdom to attack us..."
"What about the phone? I'll contact the people above and ask them to investigate."
subsequently.
Mohan picked up the phone and dialed the forces behind him.
The phone connects.
"Hey, help me investigate. Is there a company in Longguo who plans to build a pyramid here? What's the name of the project... Yes, the Pyramid Mummy Graveyard Project."
On the other end of the phone, a blond middle-aged man had a question mark on his forehead, and was directly confused by this question.
Build a pyramid?
The mummy project?
Dragon country people?
How much do you drink?
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