Its wooden lattice seems to have become mature and stable in an instant.
He held Yang Haoran's list, his hands shaking a little.
Then I made a phone call and talked for a while.
When Qimuge put down the phone, he realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Mr. Yang, arrangements have been made. Someone will deliver the things you want to the manor soon."
Yang Haoran frowned: "Wouldn't this mean everyone else knows?"
Qimuge was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this important issue had been ignored by him!
"Then what should we do? There seems to be no better way!"
Yang Haoran looked at Nangong Lingjue: "Nangong Lingjue, please take a trip and bring things back outside the manor, making sure not to be discovered."
Then he looked at Qimuge: "Call over there and ask them not to enter the manor, and someone will go and respond."
Qi Muge quickly agreed, but then he thought of something again and his body trembled.
"Mr. Yang, I brought a lot of things this time. I'm afraid I can't get it back by myself, right?"
Yang Haoran frowned slightly, then waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll go there myself."
With Yang Haoran's strength, it is not easy to enter and exit Dollinger Manor without anyone noticing.
Especially under the cover of the vast night, like a ghost, he arrived at the place agreed upon by his friend.
"You are here alone? How do you plan to transport these things back?"
The person who came to deliver the things looked at Yang Haoran in surprise.
Yang Haoran didn't bring any tools, and there were no cars around.
Yang Haoran straightened his face: "You don't have to worry about this.
Didn't Qi Muge explain that this matter should not be asked many questions and should be kept strictly confidential?"
The man immediately shut up, smiled mockingly, and then spread his hands.
"You can rest assured that we will definitely keep it confidential.
I'm just kindly reminding you. Since you don't know what's wrong, just pretend I didn't say anything.
Do you want us to help you move these things?"
Yang Haoran glanced at him: "Ask if you know, and hurry up."
All the things were moved out of the car, and several large boxes were still cold.
It was piled up like a hill, and the delivery person laughed.
"Since you don't need our help, we have to go back.
When the time comes, Master Qimuge, don’t blame us, you asked for it yourself!”
Yang Haoran waved his hand impatiently: "Where does all this nonsense come from? Hurry up and remember not to be discovered."
The delivery man got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
Yang Haoran looked around, but no one was approaching.
Then he took out the gluttonous bag given to him by Luo Zixi, and then he thought about it.
A pile of things like a hill disappeared in an instant.
And Yang Haoran had already turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Dollinger Manor.
At this time, Dollinger Manor was already in chaos.
Various sounds were intertwined, and people kept running around.
A hall in the manor has been cleared out by Tengger's orders and used as Dolinger's mourning hall.
An expensive crystal coffin has also been transported and placed in the arranged position in the hall.
All nearby members of the Dollinger family, as well as important figures in the Dollinger family estate.
At this moment, everyone was summoned by Tengger and rushed to Dolinger Manor.
All lighting facilities in the manor were turned on, and many searchlights were temporarily added.
The night that was originally pitch black suddenly became like daylight.
"After two years of delay, Mr. Dollinger finally couldn't hold on any longer!"
"Although it was already expected, it still seemed too hasty."
"Before this, although Mr. Dollinger was unconscious, as long as he was alive, the entire Dollinger family could unite.
Now that he has passed away suddenly, the Dollinger family may have to undergo another change!"
"Hey, who says it's not the case? The most critical issue is Mr. Dollinger's successor.
According to past traditions, as the eldest son, Master Qimuge should inherit all the family property of Mr. Dolinger.
But the current situation may not be that simple!"
"Hey, why don't you just say it?
In the more than two years since Mr. Dollinger's death, Mr. Muge was still too young to take on a major responsibility.
So all the power is in the hands of Tengger, and he is constantly excluding dissidents!
The Dollinger family is no longer the same as before.
If you choose between Tengger and Qimuge to be the head of the household, Qimuge will have no advantage at all!"
"Yes, in this situation, unless Mr. Dollinger is resurrected, Tengger will definitely have power!"
The bustling crowd was discussing cautiously everywhere.
This is not only a judgment on the situation, but also determines the future fate of these people.
If nothing else happens, they will have to choose sides after Dollinger's funeral, or even before.
Dollinger's body is still in his original villa.
Professional embalmers and corpse make-up artists have been hired, and they are busy packing Dollinger's body.
Tengger stood by with a gloomy look on his face, his eyes constantly moving.
Before that, he had already greeted several industry leaders of the Dollinger family.
As the acting master of the Dollinger family, it’s time for him to become a full-time official!
Tengger was quite satisfied with the attitude of the several responsible persons, and no one raised any objections.
This made Tengri breathe a sigh of relief. The development of the situation was completely under his control!
"Mr. Tengger, Mr. Dolinger's body has been processed and we can proceed to the next step."
After hearing the embalmer's reminder, Tengger looked around with a gloomy face.
"When did this happen? Why hasn't Qimuge come yet?
Doesn’t he know what’s going on?”
On the side, Tengger's entourage quickly stood up.
"Mr. Tengri, Master Qimuge's servants came just now.
It is said that Master Qimuge was so sad after hearing the news of Mr. Dolinger's death that he fainted.
Now he has been sent to the hospital, and there is no news yet!"
Tengger's eyes flashed with light, and he became more and more proud.
"Qimuge, this piece of trash, actually fainted!
In this case, there is no need to wait for him, now carry Mr. Dollinger to the mourning hall for burial."
In the midst of the chaos, Dollinger, who was psychic and changed as he wished, was carried away and placed in the crystal coffin of the mourning hall.
Immediately there was a sound of crying and mourning music.
The entire Dollinger Manor suddenly became depressed and solemn, immersed in a sad mood.
But inside the locked wooden villa, it was a different scene.