Urban Debt Collector

There are many incidents involving takeaway riders, many of them grab the green light, or look down at the order while riding the bike. This kind of incident did not happen to him before, and everyone did not take it to heart. But this time, Lu Tian suddenly realized his death. It seems to be very close to myself.

Originally, Lu Tian planned to take a look at Ghost Street tomorrow, and by the way to meet his elder sister who didn't know how to contact, but after the incident with Huang Mao, he had no interest in anything, so after dawn, he went straight to the hospital.

"Lu Tian, ​​why didn't you answer the phone last night?" As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Manager Huang stopped Lu Tian with a heavy face, and at the same time he passed a cigarette and continued: "It was too sudden, Liang Tianyu The family is rushing here. I’m afraid it will take a day. You and Xiao Liang are friends. I usually do to you, so I don’t need to say more. Brother hopes that after Xiao Liang’s parents come, you can help and speak nice things. The company’s losses are minimized."

Manager Huang is actually less than thirty, slightly older than Lu Tian and the others. The other party only took office at the beginning of the year. Now he is also implicated in this matter. Although it was not caused by him, he will definitely be punished by the above.

Even if the company buys insurance for everyone, some people will demand excessive compensation, which is a burden for the company.

The other party's request was not excessive, and Lu Tian also found it reasonable, but as a humanitarian, he believed that the company would still provide some compensation.

"Brother Huang, how much subsidy does the company give? Is there 200,000?" Lu Tian asked in a low voice.

The company actually didn't receive much money for fundraising, and only Lu Tian and Manager Huang's 1,000 were considered the maximum amount. As for the others, most of them were 100, so the total amount was only about 20,000.

Moreover, the 20,000 yuan was intended to be cremated by Huang Mao, not directly in the hands of Huang Mao's family.

After listening to Lu Tian’s words, Manager Huang looked a little ugly and shook his head and said: "There are not so many. According to the usual practice, there should be about 100,000. Don't ask more. By the way, you went to the crematorium to send it off last night. Are you order? Go there and be careful. There have been several accidents over there. If you don’t go, you won’t be able to go. Brother is not afraid of being complained."

After speaking, Manager Huang sighed, then he patted Lu Tian on the shoulder and walked to the side to smoke alone.

The morgue, this is a place that no one wants to come, including Lu Tian, ​​but he must go in today because he wants to see Huang Mao for the last time.

In addition to Lu Tian, ​​a few other drinking buddies also came here. After a while, everyone grouped into the morgue.

The air-conditioned morgue caused a few people to shudder as soon as they entered, and Lu Tian was the same. Even though he was a celestial master, he was still a flesh and blood body.

Half of Huang Mao’s head is gone. Wrapped in white cloth, it looks very scary. Several people with Lu Tian hide behind him. Some of them close their eyes and some lower their heads. Only Lu Tian can look at Huang Mao directly. .

The atmosphere seemed a little depressed. At this time, Lu Tian felt as if he had a pair of eyes looking at him in the dark. Because of the reasons he had seen last night, Lu Tian didn't have much fear. In his heart, Huang Mao was still alive!

A few people just took a look, and hurriedly covered it with white cloth, because ordinary people are not allowed to come in here. If it weren't for the manager to say a lot of good things, the mortuary steward would not agree.

For the whole day, the food delivery group was quiet, and the group portraits turned black and white at some point, making everyone feel extremely heavy.

That night, Huang Mao's parents rushed to Wangjiang City from the far north, and the white-haired people sent off the black-haired people. Needless to say, the atmosphere was natural, and everyone present wept in tears!

Soon, Huang Mao's body was sent to the crematorium, and only after cremation can the ashes return to the original place, which is logical.

However, what Lu Tian has never understood is why the company has never mentioned the issue of compensation, and only used the 20,000 yuan raised to advance the cost of the cremation, which makes Lu Tian a little confused.

From Manager Huang, Lu Tian understood that accident insurance was a benefit provided by the company, and that it was a traffic accident, and the insurance company also paid compensation, so the company had no extra condolences.

"Xiao Lu, the company buys accident insurance for everyone. This is very humane. Think about it, if there is no insurance, will Huang Mao compensate 800,000? The company has done a good job, so don’t be unhappy. It’s the rules and won’t change for anyone.”

While running the company, Manager Huang looked at Lu Tian very seriously, and he was firm in what he said, unlike yesterday.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that the other person will really be fooled by the other party, but who Lu Tian is, he is a celestial master, in his eyes there is nothing to hide from himself.

"Why didn't you post? Huang Mao is dead, at least let everyone know the company's attitude? Last time a foreigner had a birthday, the company sent a congratulatory message, is it that a life is not as important as a birthday?" Lu Tian asked angrily road.

The insurance company has already arrived. After the registration, it said that it would pay 800,000 yuan, and then it would be credited to Huangmao’s parents’ accounts. As for the tractor truck, although the responsibility was small, the other company also said that it would give 100,000 yuan as a comfort fund.

Huangmao's parents are honest people. Although there are relatives who came here, they didn't say anything when they saw that the company had bought insurance. Therefore, if no one brought up this matter, it would be a calm past.

But Lu Ting had to delve into this matter, which made Manager Huang feel disgusted.

"Lu Tian, ​​please pay attention to your identity. If you want to continue to deliver food, then don't worry about it, or I will let you have nothing to deliver." Manager Huang was really angry. He wondered why Lu Tian was so persistent. To say that he has a good relationship with Huang Mao, but that was before, now Huang Mao is dead, and people take the tea to cool, which can only represent the past!

"Hmph, then I have to tell you that Huang Mao is my brother, even if he dies, I will help him get back what he deserves. Manager Huang, don’t forget, I am a debt collector. If you are Don’t blame me Lu Tian for turning my face ruthlessly."

Having said this, Lu Tian stood up immediately, and then rushed out, causing Manager Huang's expression to change again.

"Hmph, it's a special collection of debts. I think it's pretending to be a fool. If you want to check, check it out. I see what you can do."

While running the company, Manager Huang sneered, then he picked up the phone and quickly sent a WeChat message, and then he closed his eyes and leaned on the chair.

After Lu Tian left, he did not go home. Instead, he found a remote place to call Xue Fei and asked Chen Xingping about some things. After that, he went to the paper shop where he took the order and bought some things. Only returned home when it was dark.

Manager Huang was right. Lu Tian was indeed blocked because he drove the backstage but did not receive a takeaway message. This was obviously not right.

The night was dark, Lu Tian put away all the artifacts in the room early tonight, planning to burn incense and call Huang Mao to come after twelve o'clock.

After cremation, the soul will return to the hometown with the ashes, be accepted by the local land, and then deselect the Yang Ji. This is the rule after death, and it is not taken away wherever they die.

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