Two people, grandfather and grandson, walked in from the door. The old man had silver hair and wrinkles on his face, like the bark of an old elm tree.
She was leaning on a cane and her figure was a bit stooped.
The only surprising thing is that her eyes are very bright, without the muddiness of the elderly at all.
The young one is a girl in her twenties, with black hair like a waterfall. She is very good-looking, with red lips, white teeth, and fair complexion.
She seemed to have a very proud temperament. Even when she was supporting her grandmother, she still straightened her back and raised her head slightly.
He didn't seem to pay attention to anyone.
As soon as they came in, the colleagues around them all bent down and nodded, saying, "Mrs. Qi!"
Mrs. Qi nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Zhao Shiren chuckled: "It's our honor to serve Mrs. Qi. How can we talk about hard work?"
Mrs. Qi ignored him and focused her gaze on the iron coffin.
Strangely enough, since she opened her mouth, the iron coffin no longer made the sound of scratching nails and became as quiet as a dead thing.
Then Mrs. Qi looked at Zhang Sanfen again and praised: "Heroes emerge from youth."
"I never thought that in the land of North China, there would be a young hero like you."
Zhang Sanfen said expressionlessly: "Old madam, I never imagined that at your age, you still want to live one more life."
Mrs. Qi slowly walked up to Zhang Sanfen and said, "Young man, I buried the coffin."
"Now I want to take the coffin back. Can you tell me what I should do?"
I have to say that although this old lady is old, her aura is really not low.
She stood face to face with Zhang Sanfen, and even seemed to be faintly overshadowing Zhang Sanfen.
Zhang Sanfen did not flinch at all: "Old madam, you can't take the coffin back. I said so!"
"I forced you to come here this time. On the one hand, I want to see what kind of person can do such a crazy thing."
"On the other hand, I also want to melt the coffin in front of you! Let you know that there are some things you can do and some things you cannot do in this world!"
The girl next to her took a step forward and was about to speak, but Mrs. Qi stretched out her crutch to stop her.
The silver-haired old man tilted his head and said, "You can't burn this coffin."
Zhang Sanfen burst into laughter, pointed at the seven or eight colleagues next to him, and said, "Old madam, you don't think you can stop me just with these rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs?"
Everyone around looked at Zhang Sanfen angrily.
You, Zhang San, are famous in North China, but everyone is not in vain.
Are you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue when you say this?
The two sides stood facing each other, and no one flinched. After a while, Mrs. Qi slowly said: "One hundred million! Make the payment first, and then pick up the body!"
"Zhang San, this coffin is not worth 100 million. As long as I am willing to spend money, I can raise another corpse like this."
"The reason why I am willing to spend this money is that I don't want to have a relationship with you."
The colleagues around him took a deep breath.
They were invited to Nanshan Funeral Home, but they only received one million each.
Now Madam Qi asks for 100 million!
Obviously, this money was not entirely for the iron coffin, but mostly for Zhang Sanfen!
Some arrogant guys couldn't help but snorted loudly.
Why is Zhang Sanfen worth 100 million, but he is only worth 1 million?
But Zhang Sanfen smiled and shook his head: "Mrs. Qi, your family is rich, I don't deny that. But money is not everything in this world."
"I will burn this coffin today! Even if Jesus comes, I can't stop him!"
The girl next to Mrs. Qi said coldly: "There is nothing in this world that money can't do!"
"Tell me, how much do you want?"
Zhang Sanfen glanced at the girl, and then said to me: "Lao He! Where's the car?"
I pushed the corpse truck forward, and then Zhang Sanfen picked up one end of the coffin with both arms. He shouted loudly, and he suddenly picked up the heavy steel coffin.
The coffin hit the corpse truck, and the alloy-cast car almost collapsed without being able to bear the weight.
"Go to the crematorium!"
I pushed the cart towards the crematorium without hesitation, secretly admiring me as I walked.
One hundred million! As long as Zhang Sanfen nods, one hundred million will be credited!
But he didn't even blink!
There was a burst of exclamation from all around, and Zhao, Fatty Yu and others wanted to rush over to stop me.
But Zhang Sanfen drew out his iron rod and stood in front of them majestically.
Mrs. Qi next to her couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
But I only listened to Zhang Sanfen's words. He said that he would burn the corpse, even if the King of Heaven came!
Lao Feng said hurriedly next to him: "Lao Zhang! Lao Zhang! Don't be so impulsive!"
"That's the Qi family from Liaodong! You're going to get into big trouble!"
There was a noise in the yard. Some people screamed, some cursed, and some wanted to rush over to stop me, but Zhang Sanfen beat me back with an iron rod.
I didn't care, I pushed the coffin and threw it into the crematorium. Once the coffin was put in, it wouldn't take an hour or three for the coffin and the body to be melted into an iron lump!
You must know that this corpse cremator was specially built by Zhang Sanfen, and the temperature inside can easily reach several thousand degrees.
Just as I was about to throw the coffin in, suddenly a figure flashed, and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was already standing on top of the coffin.
He is tall and muscular, and his weight alone is probably no less than 200 kilograms.
Originally, the corpse truck was creaking under the weight of the iron coffin, but when this man stood there, it was overwhelmed and paralyzed to the ground with a crunching sound.
The heavy iron coffin tipped over with a clang.
The corpse inside may have been shaken, and the harsh scratching sound came again, this time with such force that I even suspected that it scratched the steel plate inside!
The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows kicked the broken corpse truck away, turned around and shouted: "Stop it!"
With just one word, the courtyard suddenly became quiet.
The middle-aged man looked at me coldly, and then said to Zhang Sanfen: "Zhang San, my name is Yu Bushun. How about giving me face today and returning the coffin to Mrs. Qi?"
As soon as he introduced himself, I immediately knew who this person was.
Last night, when Zhang Sanfen was telling me about the masters and taboos in the industry, Yu Bushun from northwest Shanxi was one of them.
He is a local snake in the northwest of Shanxi. His family is responsible for collecting corpses, exorcising evil spirits, and selling various precious materials in the entire northwest of Shanxi.
The most important thing is that Yu Bushun knows very well that in this society, just having skills is not enough, you also need to be rich and powerful.
So when he was forty years old, he started to engage in business and politics again. With his skills and contacts accumulated over the years, he not only got involved in more than a dozen industries such as real estate, catering, and foreign trade, but also made a lot of money.
He even became a prominent figure in local politics.
It is no exaggeration to say that such a person is a giant!