C229 Not bad right

Ling Feiyu said a few words in a perfunctory manner. However, it also made Ling Mingsheng very satisfied. What would happen if they met for the first time? It would be great if she could leave an impression.

Ling Feiyu really did not think that in Ling Mingsheng's heart, she was someone who could pull him up.

Ling Mingsheng was a director of the Ming Guang street right now. But that was not an official position. Actually, it was a nice name, but it was still a clerk.

Listening to Ling Mingsheng talk some nonsense. Ling Feiyu drove the car in front. This was the way to Mu City's funeral parlor, not far from here. More than thirty miles.

Ling Feiyu started to admire Ling Mingsheng a little. This guy was basically talking nonsense. However, he said it very vividly. It was so interesting. But when he finished and thought about it, he realized what he was talking about. Some people started to talk nonsense.

The Mu City Funeral Home was located on top of a small hill. The hill looked lonely.

"Holy shit, there's so many people." Ling Feiyu saw that almost all the places where she could park his car were stopped. She could only park his car at the foot of the hill, which was over fifty meters high. However, it would take them more than three hundred meters to walk.

The funeral home was even more crowded. Of course, there were more wailing sounds. There were five or six funerals today. He had to wait here.

"Before noon, the casket will be at the cemetery. "That's why we're all in a hurry right now." Ling Mingsheng shook his head.

After getting off the car, Ling Mingsheng followed Ling Feiyu. Ling Feiyu saw a house at the back. The howling of the wind was accompanied by waves of green smoke. Cover it all up.

Ling Feiyu frowned and turned to leave. Ling Mingsheng also hurriedly followed behind him. Outside the funeral home, the greening on both sides of the road was very good. If not for the hint, she would have thought that she was heading towards the garden.

"That green smoke was produced when the diesel was being processed. Not from an incinerator. The smoke from the incinerator, whatever it is, needs to be treated. " Ling Mingsheng saw Ling Feiyu's frown. Of course I understand why.

"Well, I'll wait in the car. I don't want to be part of it. "You even need to bow or something." Ling Feiyu said.

"No matter what, she is still an elder. "Bow to her …" Ling Mingsheng wanted to leave an honest impression on Ling Feiyu. Actually, Ye Zichen did not want to meddle in other people's business. You can't say such words, and they ring on the big table. nor would it arouse Ling Feiyu's disgust.

"Uh, I'll bow to her. If there were no Undead, it would be fine. If there was, she'd probably be dragged to the torture chamber. " Ling Feiyu laughed as she shook her head. These words confused Ling Mingsheng. But since Ling Feiyu had said that, then he could not continue on with this topic.

"Eh, then I'll go and chat with Mr. Ling." Ling Mingsheng said while grinning.

Just then, Ling Feiyu remembered to call. It was Zhao Quan. Zhao Quan told him to hurry to the gate of the funeral home. He and Ling Minghao were there.

"What's wrong with that?" Ling Feiyu turned and returned. Ling Mingsheng followed closely behind, of course.

"There are a lot of people today. Feiyu, go and see if you can find someone else to help you. Otherwise, we might not have enough time. " Ling Minghao said to Ling Feiyu anxiously.

"I don't know anyone at this funeral home." Ling Feiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't you know people in the county? Just call them. " Ling Yuhai carried the portrait in a shroud of mourning.

He was supported by two other people. This was called helping the filial children. Actually, that's what it meant. Ling Yuhai didn't feel the slightest bit of sadness. Not to mention being so sad that he needed someone's help.

Ling Feiyu rolled her eyes. This was truly infuriating. However, thinking about it, she decided not to deal with it. She had her own time to lose. She could only take out her phone. But this feeling of being arranged around by someone, Ling Feiyu was extremely unhappy.

Ling Feiyu could only call the Hushan Secretary Zhou. Don't mention the Chief Officer Zhang being transferred, they were just not transferred away. He couldn't bother the Chief Officer Zhang with such a small matter.

"Ah, this. I'll call you and let you know. " Secretary Zhou was also very surprised. However, he still agreed.

Ling Feiyu hung up the phone and waited for Secretary Zhou's reply. Just as he kept his phone, Ling Yuhai asked anxiously, "How is it? "How long will it take?"

Ling Yuhai was of course very anxious. He thought he'd better finish it now. He wanted to fool around with that Zhao Xiaoping so much.

Ling Yuhai was quite proud of himself. He had hooked up with Zhao Xiaoping without making a sound, and no one knew.

Ling Yuhai's calculations were naturally very good. While messing around with Zhao Xiaoping, his words were very sweet. But how could he, Ling Yuhai, marry Zhao Xiaoping? He is a man of great promise.

After the things here were done. He was going to work at the hotel in Quan City. In the future, he would find a beautiful woman to be his wife. Of course, it would be good to come back and play around with Zhao Xiaoping when she remembered.

"What are you so anxious about?" "Just wait patiently!" Ling Feiyu curled her lips.

In less than a minute, Secretary Zhou called. Tell Ling Feiyu that he had settled the matter. The curator of the funeral home immediately came out to look for Ling Feiyu.

"Eh, this is a problem." Ling Feiyu frowned.

He was not very happy. But Ling Mingsheng, who was at the side, was very excited when he heard this. Just a phone call from Ling Feiyu was enough for Secretary Zhou to settle this matter. Then he wanted to transfer his work. which was also what Ling Feiyu said to the Secretary Zhou.

In less than two to three minutes, a middle-aged man came rushing out. Looking at Ling Feiyu's direction, he carefully asked, "That one is Mr. Ling Ling Feiyu?"

"Director Wang, right? I am Ling Feiyu. " Ling Feiyu cupped her fists and said.

"Eh, hello." Secretary Zhou told me about it. " Director Wang smiled and imitated Ling Feiyu's gesture and cupped her fists.

Ling Feiyu cupped his fist and bowed, as if it was natural and natural. It was a very cool and pleasing sight to behold. It made people feel like this kid had been using such etiquette since she was young.

As for Dean Wang, he cupped his fist and could not look at that.

"Thank you, thank you. Why don't you come along. Director Wang will arrange everything. " Ling Feiyu waved her hand.

Curator Wang and Ling Feiyu were polite for a while. Only then did he bring Ling Minghao and the others in. Zhao Quan could only helplessly follow.

Zhao Quan did not follow him. Then he would have to deal with the matters on this side. Ling Yuyan knew that Zhao Quan cared about the child in her womb. So he could only stay in the Quan City and wait for the seventh head before coming back to take a look.

"The relationship between Mr. Ling and himself is very good." Ling Mingsheng said while grinning. At this time, he followed Ling Feiyu to the car.

"Not bad." Ling Feiyu sat in the driver's seat and took out her phone to talk to Zhang Mingyue.