The next morning.
Jiang Xingjie had just finished his breakfast and called Zhong Fabai. Even though he hadn't known Fabai for long, Jiang Xingjie still trusted him. If it was possible, he would be happy to give Fabai the incense shop.
Fabai could also help him if he encountered any problems in the future.
After the call connected, Jiang Xingjie went straight to the point and told Fabai his thoughts, as well as some of the profits of the incense shop.
Fabai agreed without hesitation.
However, he still had to deal with the goods at home. It was not good to come directly. Jiang Xingjie would have to wait for him for a few days.
Jiang Xingjie naturally had no objections to this. He also had to deal with the matter of the shop. It was fine if it was an individual customer, but some of the funeral parlors that had cooperated with their family had suddenly closed for more than a month. They had to give them an explanation.
He didn't care how he gave the shop to Fabai. He was willing to give it to Fabai for free.
In any case, the final ownership of the shop was still in Jiang Xingjie's hands.
Fabai wasn't the type to take advantage of others, though-he'd have to wait for Fabai to come over and talk to him about the details.
After the call, Jiang Xingjie cleaned himself up and went out to his shop. Their shop wasn't very far from Uncle Ying's clinic. It was just at the entrance of a small alley.
Jiang Xingjie took out his keys, opened the door, and walked in.
No one had been looking after the shop for more than a month, and the shop was already a little dusty. Jiang Xingjie cleaned it up. After he was done, he went to the counter, took out his phone book, and called some of his partners.
There were a total of three funeral parlors that worked with his family. Jiang Xingjie called them one by one to apologize.
The apology was received. Except for the manager of a funeral parlor, Ah Li, who had received Jiang Zhiguang's help and expressed his willingness to continue working with him, the other two declined Jiang Xingjie's intention to continue working with him.
In the past, Jiang Zhiguang closed his shop for a day or two a month, but this time, it was a month. He must have already found another place. Who would have the time to wait for you to earn money!
If you don't do it, there will naturally be a lot of people who are willing to do it.
Jiang Xingjie did not have any objections to this. Although working with the funeral parlor could bring long-term stable business, the problem was with him. There was no reason to blame others.
Even if they didn't cooperate with the funeral parlor, they were the only incense shop nearby, so their business shouldn't be bad.
After apologizing to the funeral parlor, Jiang Xingjie was ready to close the shop and leave. He had only come today to apologize to the people in the funeral parlor. Although the manager of a funeral parlor expressed his willingness to continue working with him, Jiang Xingjie also told him that it would not be open for the next few days and that he would be notified when it was open.
Just as he was about to close the door, Jiang Xingjie realized that a few of Jiang Zhiguang's mahjong friends had come over. Usually, when Jiang Zhiguang was looking after the shop, he would invite three or five friends to set up a table at the door and play cards with these friends.
At this moment, they came over to ask about the situation.
Jiang Xingjie told them the news of Jiang Zhiguang's death. When these people heard this, they pulled Jiang Xingjie and asked. Seeing this, Jiang Xingjie could only answer them one by one. However, he did not mention that Jiang Zhiguang was killed by a zombie.
After a while, Jiang Zhiguang's mahjong friends could clearly feel that Jiang Xingjie was getting impatient. They ended the conversation and left one after another.
After they left, Jiang Xingjie began to close the door. After a while, a group of patrolling police officers in green uniforms came from the street. When the chief officer saw Jiang Xingjie, he informed his colleague and walked straight towards him.
Jiang Xingjie also noticed him. He stopped what he was doing and waited for him to come over. He called out,"Uncle He."
Uncle He, whose full name was He Zhanwen, had slightly tanned skin and a determined expression, but he gave off a gloomy feeling. He was like a hidden venomous snake, and you didn't know when he would bare his fangs.
Of course, in front of Jiang Xingjie, He Zhanwen was still very nice.
Jiang Xingjie was bullied by a group of hooligans when he was studying. He Zhanwen helped him settle it. At that time, He Zhanwen and his men brought the group of hooligans into the alley and beat them up, leaving a deep impression on Jiang Xingjie.
After that, these hooligans did not dare to take revenge.
Although He Zhanwen was only a police officer and his position was not high, he was still a senior sergeant. In his area, not only the hooligans, but even some big shots had to give him face.
This was because He Zhanwen was different from ordinary police officers. His methods were very dark, even darker than those hooligans.
" Mm." He Zhanwen nodded when he heard Jiang Xingjie greet him. Then, he asked Jiang Xingjie about the situation."Jason, what happened to you recently? Uncle Ying asked me to help look for you a while ago.”
"My father and I took on a job to move a grave some time ago. My father died, and I was arrested and sent to a mental hospital.”Jiang Xingjie said.
"Your dad is dead?" He Zhanwen said in surprise.
"Dead." Jiang Xingjie nodded and said dejectedly.
"What happened?" He Zhanwen asked.
Jiang Xingjie was a little hesitant. Seeing this, He Zhanwen smiled indifferently and said,"Jason, I know what your family does. Not long after I graduated from the police academy, I pulled out a gun and killed a gangster. After that, I was haunted by a ghost.”
Jiang Xingjie was surprised to hear this. He had not known about this before.
After hesitating for a while, Jiang Xingjie told He Zhanwen about the zombie. He Zhanwen heard this and said with some doubt,"Are there really zombies?"
When he said this, He Zhanwen laughed out loud. If he could meet ghosts, what was so strange about zombies?
"Uncle He, I plan to hold a funeral for my father. I wonder if you'll be free then?”Jiang Xingjie said.
"When? I will definitely go." He Zhanwen said.
"I haven't decided yet. I'll contact you tomorrow.”Jiang Xingjie said.
"Alright, I'll give you my contact information.”
……
After chatting with He Zhanwen, Jiang Xingjie went to the clinic to look for Uncle Ying. When he saw Jiang Xingjie, Uncle Ying talked to Jiang Xingjie about the funeral. He had already calculated the date, which was three days later. However, Uncle Ying contacted Jiang Xingjie about the funeral parlor.
After all, their family was related to this industry. It would be easier if they knew someone.
When Jiang Xingjie heard this, he immediately thought of the funeral parlor manager, Ah Li, who had a good relationship with his father. He agreed to this matter.
After chatting with Uncle Ying for a while, Jiang Xingjie went home. The date had been set, and he still had to contact his relatives and friends.
He wanted his father to leave in a lively manner. Naturally, it was better to have more people.
When he returned home, Jiang Xingjie was still thinking about his relatives and friends. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When Jiang Xingjie opened the door, he saw a few grandmothers who he was not familiar with but had an impression of standing at the door.
"Aunties, why are you here?”Jiang Xingjie asked.
"Jason, I heard that your dad passed away. What happened? We didn't receive any notice!" one of the aunties said.
Obviously, Jiang Zhiguang's mahjong friends had already spread the news of Jiang Zhiguang's death.
After Jiang Xingjie dealt with these maids, not long after, some people came to ask about the situation.
A few waves of people came over and asked Jiang Xingjie about his father. Some uncles and aunties complained that their house had not been open for a while. They had traveled a long distance to buy incense and paper money for the 15th of July.
In fact, these uncles and aunties complained to Jiang Xingjie about this because they wanted to tell him that they would take care of his business in the future.
Although the continuous waves of people were a little annoying, these people made Jiang Xingjie feel warm and felt that there was true love in the world.
Jiang Zhiguang had died. Jiang Xingjie had thought that it would be difficult for him to survive.
But now, it seemed that this was not the case.
And these had nothing to do with Jiang Xingjie. They were all left to him by Jiang Zhiguang.
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