Roaming in the dark

Chapter 370 Lao Wan's Memorial Service
At Lao Wan's memorial service, Sheng Chuncheng asked Zhong Xinxin to pick him up in a car, and then went to the University of Metrology to pick up Professor Zheng.

After Zhong Xinxin picked up Sheng Chuncheng in Duocube, he ran towards Xiasha, driving very fast all the way, Sheng Chuncheng yelled to slow down, slow down, there was time.Zhong Xinxin glanced at him and said, I haven't driven for a long time, so why don't you talk less and let me have a good time?

"So miserable?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"What do you think?" Zhong Xinxin patted the steering wheel with both hands and said, "I take the subway every morning, and I take the subway at night. When I get home, I almost fall asleep in the elevator. I don't have time to drive. This car is parked in the underground parking lot. It's almost hairy."

Sheng Chuncheng thinks about it, it really is true that after becoming the store manager, Zhong Xinxin is very responsible. She is the first to go to the store every morning, and the last one to go home at night. Check all the doors, windows and power supply in the store, and catch the last subway at eleven o'clock almost every day.

Others still have time off in rotation, the store manager only needs her, she doesn't even have a day off, she leaves early and returns late every day.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "It's been hard work. How about it, it's not as difficult as you think to be the store manager. Everyone's response to you is very good."

"What's the use of a good reaction, I'm at a loss." Zhong Xinxin said.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

Zhong Xinxin said: "I haven't played the game for a long time, my level has not risen, and the ranking is falling every day. I went up to look at it that day. There are a lot of garbage. Now the ranking is ahead of me. I am so mad."

Sheng Chuncheng laughed, but he was happy for Zhong Xinxin in his heart. It seemed that she not only got out of the shadow of social terror, but also quit the game addiction along the way.

When the car arrived at the gate of Jiliang University, Sheng Chuncheng saw from a distance that Professor Zheng was wearing a black coat and a black scarf around his neck, waiting for them standing in the cold wind at the gate.

Sheng Chuncheng called out: "This old lady, didn't you tell her to wait at home, why run out, it's such a cold weather."

Zhong Xinxin parked the car in front of Professor Zheng, got out of the car and called out "Grandma!"

Professor Zheng smiled and nodded.

Zhong Xinxin helped Professor Zheng into the back row of the car, Sheng Chuncheng did not go back to sit in the passenger seat, but sat in the back row with Professor Zheng.

Lao Wan's memorial service was held in the largest farewell hall of Longjuwu Hangcheng Funeral Home. When they arrived, there were already many people here. Those who come to the memorial service don't wear black cloth and white flowers.

Inside, there is a table covered with a black cloth, and an autograph book is spread out on the table. Behind the table are two female employees who also wear Wanhui International badges. Wearing white gloves, they keep inviting guests. sign.

After Professor Zheng finished signing, one of them asked, "Are you Professor Zheng from Jiliang University?"

Sheng Chuncheng answered yes for Professor Zheng.

The staff said to Professor Zheng, "Professor Zheng, please come with me."

She led Professor Zheng away, but Sheng Chuncheng and Zhong Xinxin did not follow.

Professor Zheng was led to a small lounge next to the farewell hall. When she walked to the door, she froze for a moment and frowned. She saw officials sitting in a circle, including the mayor and deputy mayor of Hangzhou City. , she knows, and there are many things she doesn't know.

When Wan Jiangang saw Professor Zheng, he quickly greeted her and led her to the mayor. When the mayor saw Professor Zheng, he also stood up, shook hands with Professor Zheng cordially, and greeted her warmly. Professor Zheng always nodded. Or just smile and keep silent.

Wan Jiangang introduced to her that today's memorial service was hosted by the district chief of Xiaoshan District. Lao Wan is from Xiaoshan, and Wanhui International is also an enterprise that grew from the original Xiaoshan City.The Mayor of Hangzhou City will deliver a eulogy.Wan Jiangang and Professor Zheng said that when we go to the hall, when the ceremony begins, please ask Professor Zheng to stand in the first row, and then tell her that she is standing next to so-and-so.

Professor Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, and said in her sharp voice, I'm your father's friend, not some professor, I'm here to see your father for the last time, not here to discuss seniority.

Wan Jian was stunned for a moment, and there was no sound in the lounge.

Professor Zheng asked, "Where's your mother?"

"Oh, my sister is with her outside," Wan Jiangang said.

Professor Zheng glared at him, and continued: "She should sit and rest here the most, don't you know?"

After Professor Zheng finished speaking, she turned around and walked out. She saw Lao Wan's ex-wife and Wan Jianfang in a corner in front of the farewell hall. As soon as the old lady saw Professor Zheng, she hugged her and cried.

The last item of the memorial service was to bid farewell to Lao Wan's body. Sheng Chuncheng saw Lao Wan lying there with his eyebrows drawn, rouge on his face, and lipstick on his lips. A very unreal feeling.Sheng Chun thought to himself, it was probably the first time in Lao Wan's life that he used these things.

Turning out from the body storage area inside, the family members stood in a row outside to accept everyone's condolences.During the epidemic, the handshake was stopped, and it was changed to nodding solemnly and paying attention to each other.

The first in line is Lao Wan's ex-wife, the old lady, the second is Mr. Fang, followed by Wan Jiangang, Wan Jianfang and his wife, and their children.

Sheng Chuncheng and Zhong Xinxin walked outside with the crowd, someone patted him, he turned around and saw Xiaoya and Xiaomei standing behind him.

Xiaoya said, "We have something to talk to you about, is that okay?"

Sheng Chuncheng said yes.

Sheng Chuncheng and Zhong Xinxin said: "You go outside and wait for Teacher Zheng. When you see her, you go to the car first."

After Professor Zheng was invited away by the staff, they never saw her again. There were too many people attending the memorial service today, totaling 800 people.

Zhong Xinxin said yes.

The three of them walked aside, Xiaoya said, "The two of us are fine now, can we go to work at your place?"

Sheng Chuncheng was taken aback and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoya said with a bitter face: "Old Wan is gone, aren't we okay? Sister Fang said that she would arrange for us to go to work in the company, but everyone in the company knew that we were originally with Lao Wan , If we go to the company, how embarrassed we are."

Sheng Chuncheng understood, and felt embarrassed, he said: "But in my place, they are all masseuses, and there are no other positions."

"Yes, we can also learn massage." Xiaoya turned around and said to Xiaomei, "Right?"

When they were talking, Xiaomei had been standing by the side coldly. At this moment, she nodded.

Sheng Chuncheng felt that he was going out of his mind. Every time he saw them before, they were all driving a Maybach, and they were extremely majestic.Especially Xiaomei, while driving, she scolded the other drivers for being poor, as if she had nothing to do with a masseur.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "The masseuse is very hard. They just stand there and work all day long."

"Yes, we are all from poor families. We live in a villa here in Hangzhou. When we go back during the Spring Festival, we will still live in a dilapidated house. We also need to help the family feed the pigs and chickens and water the vegetable fields. We can afford it." Xiaoya said eagerly.

Sheng Chuncheng scratched his head and said, "But, if you're a masseur, you guys are too pretty."

"Why, isn't this okay too?" Xiaoya asked.

Sheng Chuncheng said: "In the store, there are both male and female customers. The masseurs have to massage the women and the men. Like you, if you encounter male customers, some people can't help but touch their hands. Very troublesome."

"Aren't you willing to help us? After talking so much." Xiaomei asked.

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