The quotation of 50,000 yuan is not in line with Zhao Fei's character.
According to the boss, this guy is an iron rooster and never plucks a dime.
I'm willing to give you a quote of 50,000 yuan, but the situation may be very dangerous.
Tsk tsk, a gambler who was chopped into 17 or 18 pieces by his wife's own hands cannot be buried in his body after death. How can this be done by ordinary people?
I said unceremoniously: "I'm sorry, I don't want to take this job."
Zhao Fei said again: "Brother, hey, brother!"
"Fifty thousand yuan is not low. Besides, isn't the funeral home dedicated to solving people's problems?"
"To be honest, if the body cannot be taken away, the gambler's wife and daughter will definitely not be able to survive. If there is any trouble between them, it will not be justified if the matter is reported to your boss, right?"
I ignored him and just packed up the incense burner and the soul-calling flag.
Looking back, he saw that the men he had brought were carrying a coffin and loading it onto a light truck.
Since the coffin can be moved away, it's basically not a big deal. It's Director Gu's responsibility to deliver it to the funeral home during the day.
So I said, "Old Zhao, I'm actually quite easy to talk to, but what I hate most is when others lie to me."
"Okay, don't talk about this. I won't take this job."
"Hurry up and get rid of these corpses. Our matter is over."
After I finished speaking, I threw my things into the passenger seat of the vehicle and got into the cab.
The windows of the Wrangler were covered with dark-colored film, and Zhao Fei didn't see Zhang Sanfen sitting in the back seat.
He took a step forward and said quickly: "Brother, hey! Brother! It was my fault last time, I admit it."
"But you have to take this job!"
"Brother, think about it, if the orphan and widower get involved in this kind of thing, even if they don't go to jail, they will still have their lives mutilated!"
"You are a capable person and you bear great responsibilities. We can't just watch the orphans and widows die miserably!"
He kept chasing the car, but I didn't want to pay attention to him. The car started and soon left the black brick kiln along the dirt road.
Zhang Sanfen sat in the back row, then reached out and took the soul-summoning flag and the bronze incense burner.
He casually put it into his handbag and threw the package in the passenger seat.
Zhang Sanfen said: "These things are for you to use."
I hummed and suddenly asked: "Boss, did you hear what Zhao Fei just said?"
Zhang Sanfen nodded and said, "That thing is called a corpse."
"Any corpse with missing parts is called a mutilated corpse. Generally speaking, mutilated corpses are difficult to collect because the body is mutilated, and even the ancestral graves have been improved after death."
"And the gambler that Zhao Fei mentioned was killed and dismembered. He is a very dangerous thing. Most people can't control him."
I asked softly: "Boss, can you collect this corpse?"
Zhang Sanfen said proudly: "There is no corpse in the world that a funeral parlor cannot accept! No matter what kind of corpse you are, a cursed corpse, a resentful corpse, or a lying corpse, as long as you enter the funeral parlor, there is no one who is dishonest!"
I said with a playful smile: "Boss, how about we collect this corpse?"
"Although fifty thousand yuan is a small amount, a mosquito's legs are small and it is still meat."
In the rearview mirror, Zhang Sanfen said with a half-smile, "You are the night shift manager of the funeral home. It is up to you to decide this matter."
I was a little hesitant. Actually, I didn't want to accept the remains of Lao Shizi.
But Zhao Fei, this grandson, is very good at understanding human nature.
He could tell at a glance that I was soft-hearted and had a strong sense of justice, so he didn't mention the money just now, but only talked about the lives of the mother and daughter.
Not to mention, I don’t care about the 50,000 yuan, but if the mother and daughter died because I stood by and watched, I will probably feel guilty for the rest of my life.
I chuckled and said, "Boss, don't you know how capable I am?"
"If you come with me, I'll take this job. Let's kill Zhao Fei once and give him a sky-high price!"
"Look, how about two hundred thousand?"
Zhang Sanfen said expressionlessly: "I told you, I will only take you for one night."
"If you agree, you can go by yourself tomorrow night."
I suddenly became a little unhappy. Originally, I wanted to collect this corpse, not just to make a lot of money.
In fact, even if the quote is 200,000 yuan, it will only cost me 200 yuan as commission.
I don't need to cause trouble for myself just because of the two hundred yuan commission.
You earn the money, whether you like it or not.
So I said angrily: "Then I won't take this job!"
Zhang Sanfen shrugged nonchalantly and said, "No problem, you decide for yourself."
Because of this, I am a little dissatisfied with my boss.
Rules are dead, but people are alive. If the mutilated corpses really harm people, the boss will not save them, but only care about money.
With this idea in mind, I deliberately stepped on the accelerator very hard when driving, and even drove over potholes.
Zhang Sanfen couldn't help but said: "Hey! Hey! Can you do it?"
"Can you drive slower?"
I ignored him, but soon the Wrangler was on the flat national highway.
Zhang Sanfen noticed that I was unhappy and said to himself: "Actually, there is nothing scary about the mutilated corpse."
"Since this thing is troubled by mutilated corpses, it especially cherishes the remaining parts of its body."
"If you want to solve this problem, the best way is to bring gasoline. It is most convenient to burn it on fire."
"It doesn't matter if you can't burn it. Find a freezer, pick up the body piece by piece and freeze it in it. Who can't clean it up?"
I'm secretly amused.
Is this considered submissiveness in disguise?
I didn't expect that my boss, who is usually steady and steady, has such a arrogant side in his heart.
Speaking of which, he is only twenty-four or five years old, not much older than me.
Zhang Sanfen added: "As for this person, the most important thing in the world of martial arts is to follow the rules. I said I would take you for one night, but I can only take you for one night."
"Not even one more day will do."
I drove the car silently, and Zhang Sanfen would occasionally say something from behind the car, sometimes talking about various ways to deal with the corpses.
Sometimes it’s about the importance of the rules in our profession.
As I listened, the car had arrived at the entrance of the funeral parlor.
When I came back, it was already dark.
Zhang Sanfen looked at his watch and said, "It's five o'clock. Let's pack up and get off work!"
"Remember, have a good rest during the day and be alert when you are on duty at night."
After a pause, he repeated: "The night shift management manual is very important. You must read it and understand it thoroughly!"
This is not the first time he reminded me.
From this point of view, the night shift management manual seems to be more important than I thought.
While I was thinking about it, I handed the car keys to Zhang Sanfen.
But he pushed the key back and said, "Sometimes you need to go out on the night shift."
"Just drive the car first, remember to leave a receipt when you refuel, and go back to Director Gu on the day shift for reimbursement."
I was stunned, damn! Wrangler!
And it’s been modified! Just open it for me casually?