Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 17: Are the current rumors so outrageous?

"Two, two hundred yuan? Boss Zhang, did I hear you right?" Wang Yang made a grunt and tried to get up, but he forgot that he had lost a leg and almost fell down when he stumbled.

Fortunately, Zhang Ye saw it in time and stepped forward to give him a hand.

Then, Zhang Ye said with a smile: "It's two hundred yuan, you heard that right."

To be honest, for this business, Zhang Ye can charge 20,000, 100,000, or 1 million. Even if he charges 10 million, no one will say anything.

Anyway, he owns the Last Wish Company, and he also sets the price.

But Zhang Ye didn't do that, and he wouldn't do that.

Not only because Wang Yang and his comrades were deceased soldiers.

What's more, it's because they repaid their kindness. On the battlefield, when they were dying, they could still think of returning the money to the old man selling noodles.

Even if Wang Yang was left with a broken body, even if he received the pension from his comrades, his first thought was to fulfill the last wishes of his comrades.

The spirit of such people is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

This kind of person deserves to be respected for the rest of his life!

Especially that sentence - if there is an afterlife, I will still be a flower gardener!

If Zhang Ye is asking for prices all over the sky, what is the difference between him and the beast who eats steamed buns made of human blood and makes the country difficult to make money?

Therefore, Zhang Ye only accepted a symbolic payment of 200 yuan to reassure Wang Yang that Zhang Ye would definitely live up to his expectations!

At this moment, Wang Yang, a strong man, cried again.

"Thank you, thank you, Boss Zhang. On behalf of my comrades... thank you..." Wang Yang kept saying his thanks.

Zhang Ye helped him sit down, smiled and said: "It should be all of us who thank you. Without you to protect our country and protect our country, there would be no peace and prosperity for us."

"This two hundred yuan is a one-time payment. Don't worry, as long as you sign the contract, I will arrange everything at the funeral!" Zhang Ye said confidently.

Wang Yang's eyes were filled with tears. A grown man cried like a child.

Later, Zhang Ye waited for Wang Yang to finish crying and chatted with him carefully about his comrades' preferences and other needs.

After that, Zhang Ye sent Wang Yang out of the store.

Sitting on the Taishi chair.

Zhang Ye took out his mobile phone and opened the Last Wish app.

Ding dong——

[Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the order! 】

[Client: Wang Yang. Entrusted matter: Fulfill the last wish of the comrade-in-arms and invite the old man to the funeral. 】

A brief glance.

Zhang Ye immediately opened the information bar.

[Client: Wang Yang. 】

[Identity: Soldier of Class 2, 3rd Reconnaissance Company, Northwest Military Region. (Retired)]

[Relatives: None. 】

[Comrades: Li Xian (death.), Qian Bowen (death.), Liu Qian (death)...]

[Friends: Wang Haitao (programmer), Wang Lili (designer)...]

Looking at the row of comrades, most of which were marked with the names of those who died, Zhang Ye felt very uncomfortable.

These soldiers who died on the battlefield were not much older than him.

They still have a bright future. They are in their prime, the best years.

But these soldiers could no longer experience all this. Their lives stopped at that time forever, and they left this world forever.

Even, including Wang Yang, his heart died.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ye turned his head and looked in the direction of the door for a long time.

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Early the next morning, six o'clock.

A touch of fish belly white appears in the east, and warm sunlight spreads evenly on the earth.

Some people in Fenglan City have just woken up, while others are still sleeping.

Fenglan city center street, on the main road leading to the suburbs.

The road was blocked from the initial stretch.

Buzz buzz——

Rumble——

A series of five armed armored vehicles roared past, and behind the armored vehicles were three intimidating main battle tanks.

Dong dong dong——

Rumble——

At this moment, two armed helicopters flew past in the sky, and the sound reached the ground.

Passers-by walking on the road stopped one after another, looking curiously at the sudden scene in front of them.

"What's going on? Why are there armored vehicles, tanks, and armed helicopters..."

"Is there any big shot coming? I haven't heard of it..."

"By the way, does this road lead to the suburban military area?"

"It seems, so what happened to the military region?"

Passersby were talking about it and they even forgot to go to work.

After all, in reality, this kind of thing may not happen a few times in a lifetime, but it happens every day at work.

A young man wearing a black trench coat and a beautiful face hid in the crowd, looking at the armored vehicles and tanks passing by on the street, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Armored vehicles, tanks... and helicopters, such a big battle... what are you doing?" the young man murmured, not understanding what was going on.

At this moment.

"Yes, have you heard about it? It seems that a "big shot" in our Fenglan City has passed away recently!"

I don't know who said something mysteriously in a low voice.

Gossip lovers jumped into action.

"What? A big shot in Fenglan City? Is he a high-level official in Fenglan City?"

"What about this?"

The man sneered at the words and said mysteriously: "Look at how you have never seen the world."

Under the curious eyes of everyone, the man looked around and whispered:

"It is said that at the funeral of the "big man", there were twenty red cars without license plates, hundreds of men in black holding umbrellas on a sunny day, and a dozen beautiful women, all with children waiting to be fed! "

"The most important thing is that there is an old man with white hair. It is said that the old man is at the top. Moreover, the old man is just a driver. There are bigger people in the car who haven't gotten off!"

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