The Richest Man Yang Fei

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Gutian is very good at things. In the past few years, he has seen the relationship between Yang Fei and Chen Mo and knows that their relationship is extraordinary.

To build a good relationship with the leader, sometimes directly pleasing the leader himself may not be effective. Using roundabout ways to please the people closest to the leader can often yield miraculous results.

Therefore, Gu Tian took the initiative to stay and attend to the funeral, and transferred several capable men from the 666 Company to help and set up a funeral team.

Bei Yi was also called over by him to serve as the cashier and bookkeeper of the funeral team.

Yang Fei and Chen Mo returned to the city and told Chen's mother about the matter. Chen's mother was happy, but at this moment of losing her mother, no matter how happy she was, she would not show it on her face. She just said thank you to Yang Fei.

The group returned to the mountain village with the ashes of Grandma Chen Mo.

The door of the ancestral hall has been opened, and the people who came to help with the funeral have also taken their places.

The village director called the suona team and the dojo team, and the surname flag was also placed on the roadside in front of the ancestral hall.

There are couplets posted in front of the ancestral hall, which were written by the oldest calligrapher in the village.

Along the way, Chen Mo's mother and daughter's emotions were quite stable. When they got out of the car, when they saw this scene, they suddenly felt the grief of a great funeral, and both of them couldn't help but burst into tears.

When encountering such a big event, a woman can really only cry.

Yang Fei arranged for people to help them enter the ancestral hall gate, asked people to bring chairs, and asked Chen's mother to sit down.

Where would Mother Chen be willing to sit? Seeing the Taoist priest putting the urn into the coffin, she threw herself on the coffin board and cried all over the place.

When Chen Mo stayed with his mother, it was like pear blossoms and rain.

Fortunately, there are many people to help, and there are people responsible for all kinds of things.

Funerals in rural areas have their own set of procedures and rituals. As long as the host family pays for it, the rest will follow the procedures.

The village party secretary asked Yang Fei: "How many tables of wine will be held?"

Yang Fei was startled, how many tables of wine could be held here? Chen Mo’s family doesn’t even have any relatives!

Even Chen Shengli doesn't know where he is at the moment!

Moreover, Chen Mo's mother would not agree to let Chen Shengli come over.

The village party secretary asked again: "Do you want to invite people from the village? Logically speaking, for a funeral in the village, the whole village will come to drink."

Yang Fei said: "Let's do it! Do we need to notify the villagers?"

The village party secretary said: "No need, the village is so big. When the suona blows, the muskets sound, and there is such a big noise in the ancestral hall, it must have spread throughout the country, and they will naturally come."

Yang Fei nodded and said, "Then it's time for you to worry about it. Everyone who comes is a guest, so we will arrange a banquet for them all."

The village party secretary said: "Where are you? How many tables are there?"

Yang Fei couldn't make the decision, so he took Chen Mo aside to discuss.

Chen Mo didn't know anything about it.

Mouse heard it from the side and said: "Master Fei, wouldn't it look too shabby if there are only a few people? In the countryside, there are only two things that matter most, one is marriage and the other is funeral. In a lifetime, that's it. So two or three times!”

Yang Fei said: "Then make the show bigger!"

Mouse said: "Just post an obituary in the group. Let's say that Secretary Chen's grandmother passed away on a certain day of a certain year and a certain month. The funeral is scheduled for a certain day of a certain month and year, and it will be signed by Mr. Fei's name. It's time to come.

It comes naturally. "

Chen Mo was startled: "This? Isn't it necessary? It's not good if it makes too much noise."

Mouse said: "Master Fei has come to attend the funeral of your grandma. If you say that the ostentation is not big, it can't be justified! It's your family's banquet, but it's for Master Fei's face."

Yang Fei said: "The mouse is right, a tree has a skin and a person has a face. Your mother has just moved back to her hometown. I'm afraid some people will look down on her. If you make the pomp bigger today, people in the village will naturally know that your home is outside. If you live well, you won't dare to do anything to your mother in the future, and you will have to treat her a little less favorably in everything."

Mouse said: "That's the reason. Over here, people who don't have money have to borrow money to support their situation! This is the only time in a person's life that he can be famous if he can! Money is a bastard. If you don’t bring it with you in life, you won’t take it with you in death. What can you do if you keep it without spending it?”

Chen Mo gave a speechless bitter smile: "Yang Fei, you make the decision, my mind is in chaos."

Yang Fei said: "Then I'll tell Ning Xin and ask her to spread the news in the company."

Chen Mo hummed, feeling very grateful to Yang Fei.

What kind of face does Yang Fei want?

His name is face!

He did this just for Chen Mo!

Yang Fei called Ning Xin.

Ning Xin said: "I just discussed with Xiang Qiao whether we should go to the funeral? How about we all go there?"

Yang Fei said: "That's fine. You can arrange your work and arrive on the day of the funeral."

Ning Xin agreed, drafted an obituary on Yang Fei's behalf and sent it to the bosses of each branch.

The ancestral hall was very busy, and there were quarrels at the gate.

Yang Fei told the mouse: "Go and see, what's going on?"

The mouse ran out and saw a well-dressed fat man driving a BMW parked in front of the main entrance of the ancestral hall.

The fat man was leaning on the car and yelling loudly: "Who opened the door of the ancestral hall? Can cats and dogs enter the ancestral hall? If you are not from this village or your surname, you are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall for funerals!"

The village party secretary jumped out and shouted: "Xu Jie, don't make trouble!"

Xu Jie sneered: "Party secretary, I don't know how many gifts you received from others? Are you working so hard to arrange the funeral for a stranger?"

The village secretary's face turned red, and he waved his hand and said, "Don't slander anyone! Who accepted the gift money?"

Xu Jie said coldly: "If you confiscated other people's money, why did you work for them? Did you open the door of this ancestral hall?"

"Yes, I opened it. What's wrong?" The village party secretary put his hands on his hips and showed his dignity.

"This is the ancestral hall for all of us, and it's not yours alone. You can open it as you please? You are the village party secretary, not the clan leader! It's not your turn to speak up in the family!" Xu Jie didn't care about the village at all. The branch secretary takes it seriously.

The village party secretary was furious and said, "Hey Xu Jie, you are going to rebel!"

Xu Jie said: "I still have the courage to rebel against you!"

The village party secretary pointed at Xu Jie and said with trembling fingers: "You have nothing to do here, get out of here!"

Xu Jie patted his BMW and shouted arrogantly: "You opened the door of the ancestral hall, and I don't have the ability to close it. However, this is our ancestral hall. You opened the door without our permission." It’s for outsiders. In order to show our dissatisfaction, I’ll park the car here for a month. Anyway, I have plenty for the car!”

The car blocked the main entrance, making it inconvenient for people to get in and out. Not to mention, how could the coffin get out after three days?

Congested for a month?

Then this funeral would be a joke!

More and more villagers were watching the excitement, all with a spectator mentality. No one spoke for the village party secretary, and no one supported Xu Jie.

At this time, a stern voice came: "I'll give you five minutes to drive the car away! Otherwise, I'll have someone smash it!"