Yao Tianlong's body was sent to the funeral parlor for cremation at nightfall.
Only then did Lin Zhiming see Yao Shanchuan.
Although they had not seen each other for only a day, Yao Shanchuan was much older than when Lin Zhiming saw him before. He came down from upstairs wearing mourning clothes and a gloomy face, and then he and several core members of the Yao family buried Yao Tianlong's body in the yard.
The coffin was carried into the funeral car and driven to the crematorium.
Afterwards, tables and chairs began to be placed in the yard, and a dedicated chef began to prepare dinner.
This meal is called Pi Dadun in common parlance, and its specific meaning is similar to that of a meal for the break-up, except that Pi Dadun is the dialect of Straits City.
At this time, everyone's mentality was relatively relaxed, because they had finally sent Yao Tianlong away.
"Where's Wan'er?" Yao Jing walked to Lin Zhiming and asked.
"Your best friend went to pick her up." Lin Zhiming said.
"That's good!" Yao Jing nodded, and then said to Lin Zhiming, "Go find a seat and sit down. We will eat in a while."
"Well! Go and do your work!" Lin Zhiming said.
Yao Jing turned and left. As a female family member, she had to help greet the guests who came to see her off this time.
Lin Zhiming walked to the middle of the courtyard and found many people standing. Most of these people were not from the Yao family, but were leading figures from all walks of life in Strait City.
Lin Zhiming smiled jokingly, then found an empty table and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, the prominent figures who were standing heard the news and came to sit at his table one after another. Some people even ran over directly in order to sit at this table.
This scene also caused quite a stir at the scene.
After a while, Lin Zhiming was surrounded by people.
"Mr. Lin, I am Zhou Xiong from the Liuwu Chamber of Commerce. We met last time. Do you still remember?"
"Mr. Lin, I have known you for a long time. It is a great honor to see you tonight."
"Boss Lin..."
All kinds of flattering words came from the mouths of these people and entered Lin Zhiming's ears.
After seeing Lin Zhiming's methods, these self-righteous upper-class people finally let go of their status and bowed to Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming did not treat these people politely. He was very vengeful, otherwise he would not have brought the Yao family to this point. So from sitting down to eating, Lin Zhiming only chatted with Dong Jian, and the others
, he ignored it at all.
The people around were extremely embarrassed, but they had no choice. Who knew Lin Zhiming was so powerful? Even if they were embarrassed, they did not dare to get up and leave. Instead, they had to sit here and wait until Lin Zhiming finished eating.
This last meal was not as sumptuous as a serious wedding banquet, but it was not too bad. After Lin Zhiming took a few simple bites, he found Yao Jing.
"I have to stay here one more night to help pack my things. I will go back tomorrow." Yao Jing said to Lin Zhiming.
"Then be careful not to tire yourself too much," Lin Zhiming said.
"Yeah!" Yao Jing nodded.
Lin Zhiming separated from Yao Jing and went to Song Siqing's home again, and once again saw Song Siqing and Lin Waner painting.
"Did you say you really stopped going live?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.
"My account has been canceled. Why should I go on a live broadcast?" Song Siqing shrugged and said.
"It's a pity that millions of Internet celebrities have just died." Lin Zhiming said with emotion.
"I used to live broadcast every day after get off work, and had almost no private life, but now it's pretty good," Song Siqing said.
"I remember, didn't you sign a contract with a labor union or something? Although I don't know much about these things, but... if you cancel your account, will the labor union agree? They won't sue you, right?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"This is all for the future, let's talk about it later." Song Siqing shook her head, obviously not wanting to say anything more.
However, Lin Zhiming felt very keenly that Song Siqing's cancellation of her account might have had a huge impact on her.
"If you need any help, you can tell me. The Lin Group's legal department has pretty good litigation skills." Lin Zhiming said.
"I think too much. I'm just a small anchor. The union won't file a lawsuit with me. At worst, I'll have to pay some compensation," Song Siqing said.
"Are you rich?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"This is a very serious question." Song Siqing thought seriously for a moment and then said, "I have no money."
She really had no money. She had given Zhao Dalong's family 300,000 yuan before. Although Zhao Dalong died, she had no way to get the 300,000 yuan back.
"I'll transfer you one million later." Lin Zhiming said.
"You transfer one million to me?!" Song Siqing looked at Lin Zhiming in surprise, thinking for a time that she was hearing hallucinations.
"Well, one million should be enough for your liquidated damages and so on, right?" Lin Zhiming said.
"No, why did you give me money? You...you don't have any plans for me, right?" Song Siqing crossed her arms in horror.
"Wan'er is here, what are you doing!" Lin Zhiming frowned and scolded.
Song Siqing glanced at Lin Wan'er and found that she was looking at him eagerly. She couldn't help but put her hand down, and then said, "As far as I know, you have very poor sense of me, and you may even want me to be as unlucky as possible. You
Why should you help me?"
"You are right, I do hope you are unlucky, but... if you are unlucky, Yao Jing will have to worry about it, and he will eventually help you, so it is better for me to help you first, at least Yao Jing will not worry about it, you
Is this true?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"That's the truth." Song Siqing nodded.
"I borrowed the money from you. If you need it, use it. If you don't, pay it back to me later. If you want to file a lawsuit, the Lin Group's legal department can help you. You can come to me directly when the time comes. Try not to let Yao Jing
I know." Lin Zhiming said.
"Is this... considered our little secret?" Song Siqing asked.
"You think so, I took Wan'er back!" Lin Zhiming picked up Lin Wan'er and left Song Siqing's home.
"Lin Zhiming...what on earth are you thinking!" Song Siqing watched Lin Zhiming leave and fell into deep thought.
Lin Zhiming took Lin Wan'er back home.
"Is kindergarten fun?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yeah!" Lin Wan'er nodded.
"If someone bullies you, you can tell the teacher or the principal." Lin Zhiming said.
"No one bullied me, and the teachers all loved me," Lin Waner said.
"That's good." Lin Zhiming smiled with satisfaction. It seems that the principal must have explained it to the teacher. After all, with his name on it, his adopted daughter will naturally receive preferential treatment. This is unacceptable.
Avoided.
Class is an eternal thing in the Dragon Kingdom, and it has begun to appear in very small places, such as kindergartens.
Lin Zhiming would never reject this kind of thing, because only class can give people the motivation to progress. If everyone in this world is the same, then who is willing to make progress?
Yao Jing still didn't come back that night.
The next day, Lin Zhiming got up at around seven o'clock as usual, and then did morning exercises with Lin Wan'er.
After Lin Wan'er practiced a set of movements, Lin Wan'er suddenly said, "Uncle, I'm so itchy."
"Itchy?" Lin Zhiming was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Did you get bitten by a mosquito?"
"I don't know, I feel itchy all over." Lin Wan'er said while scratching her arm.
Lin Zhiming grabbed Lin Wan'er's hand and looked at it. There were no traces of mosquito bites, but there was something faintly surging under her skin.
"No way?!" Lin Zhiming looked at Lin Waner in horror.
Lin Wan'er looked at Lin Zhiming doubtfully.
"Do you feel that the blood in your body is flowing very fast now?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Lin Wan'er tilted her head in confusion, she couldn't understand what Lin Zhiming said.
"Hey, you don't understand if I ask you, are you itchy all over now?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yes." Lin Wan'er nodded honestly.
"Open your arms!" Lin Zhiming said.
Lin Wan'er opened her arms and looked at Lin Zhiming doubtfully.
Lin Zhiming raised his hand and pressed several places on Lin Waner's body. Suddenly, a bulge appeared on Lin Waner's arm.
This bulge was the size of a table tennis ball, and it directly stretched the skin of Lin Wan'er's arm.
"Yes!" Lin Zhiming's eyes lit up, he raised his hand and patted the bulge.
The bulge disappeared on Lin Waner's arm in an instant.
"Are you not itching anymore?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yeah!" Lin Wan'er nodded.
"Wan'er, you are really a genius. It took me a month of practice to reach the level of surging Qi and blood. You have only been practicing for a few days. It's terrible!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
Lin Wan'er once again expressed that she did not understand Lin Zhiming's words.
"Uncle, I will teach you two more movements. You must learn them carefully. These two movements are the follow-up to the set of movements I taught you before. Every day after you practice the set of movements I gave you before, you must practice these two movements.
Do you know about the two new actions?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Lin Wan'er nodded.
"Also, you are not allowed to tell anyone these things, not even Aunt Yao, you know?" Lin Zhiming said again.
Lin Wan'er nodded again.
Afterwards, Lin Zhiming handed over two new actions to Lin Waner.
Lin Wan'er learned it quickly.
"What kind of genius have I discovered!" Lin Zhiming looked at Lin Wan'er who was doing new moves seriously, and couldn't help but exclaimed inwardly.
More than ten years ago, the old man said that he was a rare talent that could only be seen in a century. He could reach the level of qi and blood surges in a month. But now, Lin Wan'er's qi and blood surged in less than a week. Isn't that a rare talent that can only be seen in a thousand years?
genius?
If such a genius is properly cultivated, he may be able to enter the market within a few years!
It is a rare spectacle for children to enter.
After doing exercises and eating, Lin Zhiming drove Lin Wan'er to the kindergarten. He met Xu Chenxin at the door and smoked a cigarette with him. After chatting for a while, Lin Zhiming received a call from Wang Hai.
Telephone.
"Boss, the person you are looking for named Li Hang has been found!"