Are the Rumors So Ridiculous These Days?
"Two, two hundred yuan? Boss Zhang, did I hear wrongly?" Wang Yang wanted to get up, but he forgot that he had lost a leg. He staggered and almost fell.
Fortunately, Zhang Ye saw it in time and went forward to help him.
Following that, Zhang Ye smiled and said,"It's 200 yuan. You didn't hear wrongly."”
To be honest, Zhang Ye could charge 20,000 yuan, 100,000 yuan, or even 1 million yuan for this deal. Even if he charged 10 million yuan, no one would say anything.
Anyway, Last Wish Company was his, so he was the one who set the price.
But Zhang Ye did not do that, nor would he do that.
It wasn't just because Wang Yang and his comrades were deceased soldiers.
Most of all, it was because they knew how to repay kindness. On the battlefield, before they died, they still thought of returning the money to the old man who sold noodles.
Even though Wang Yang was crippled and had received his comrades 'pension, his first thought was to fulfill his comrades' last wishes.
Such a person, their spirit, was at a height that ordinary people could not reach.
This kind of person deserved to be respected, and it had to be the kind that would last a lifetime!
Especially that sentence-if there was a next life, he would still be a gardener!
If he, Zhang Ye, were to ask for an exorbitant price, then what was the difference between him and a beast who ate human blood and profited from national disasters?
Therefore, Zhang Ye only charged 200 yuan as a token to let Wang Yang rest assured that he, Zhang Ye, would not let him down!
At this moment, Wang Yang, the strong man, cried again.
" Thank you, thank you, Boss Zhang. On behalf of my comrades... thank you..." Wang Yang kept thanking him.
Zhang Ye helped him sit down and said with a smile,"It should be all of our people thanking you. If it weren't for you protecting our country, we wouldn't have had our peace and prosperity.”
"This 200 yuan is a one-time payment. Don't worry, as long as you sign the contract, I'll make sure to arrange everything at the funeral!”Zhang Ye said confidently.
Wang Yang's eyes were filled with tears. A grown man was crying like a child.
After that, Zhang Ye waited for Wang Yang to finish crying. He then talked to him about his comrades 'preferences and other needs.
After that, Zhang Ye sent Wang Yang out of the shop.
He sat on the armchair.
Zhang Ye took out his cell phone and opened the Last Wish app.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the order!
[Entrusting party: Wang Yang.] [Task entrusted: Complete the comrade's last wish and invite the old man to the funeral.]
He took a simple glance.
Zhang Ye immediately opened his message board.
[Entrusting party: Wang Yang.]
[Identity: Soldier of the Northwest Military Region's 3rd Company's 2nd Squad.] (Retired)
Relatives: None.
[Comrades: Li Xian (dead)] Qian Bowen (dead), Liu Qian (dead)…
Friends: Wang Haitao (programmer), Wang Lili (designer)…
Looking at the list of his comrades, most of whom were marked with the names of those who had died, Zhang Ye felt very uncomfortable.
These soldiers who died on the battlefield were not much older than him.
They still had a beautiful future ahead of them. They were in their prime and were in their prime.
However, these soldiers could not experience any of this. Their lives had stopped at that moment forever, and they had left this world forever.
Even Wang Yang had given up.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ye turned his head and looked in the direction of the main entrance for a long time.
……
The next morning, at six o'clock.
A patch of white appeared in the east, and the warm sunlight scattered evenly on the ground.
Some of the people in Fenglan City had just woken up, while others were still sleeping.
On the main road leading to the outskirts of Fenglan City.
The road was blocked from the beginning.
Weng weng weng--
Rumble!
Five armored vehicles whizzed past, followed by three main battle tanks.
Dong dong dong--
Rumble!
At this moment, two assault helicopters flew past in the sky, their voices reaching the ground.
The passers-by on the road stopped in their tracks and looked curiously at the sudden scene in front of them.
"What's going on? Why are there armored vehicles, tanks, and even armed helicopters…"
"What kind of big shot is coming? I haven't heard of it…"
"By the way, does this road lead to the military area in the suburbs?”
"I think so. Then, what happened in the military?”
The passers-by discussed animatedly and even forgot to go to work.
After all, this kind of thing might only happen a few times in a lifetime. He had to go to work every day.
A handsome young man in a black trench coat was hiding in the crowd. He looked at the armored vehicles and tanks driving on the street with a puzzled expression.
"Armored vehicles, tanks…and helicopters…What are they doing?”The young man murmured, not understanding what was going on.
At this moment.
"Yes, have you heard? Recently, it seems that a "big shot" in Fenglan City has passed away!”
Someone said in a low and mysterious voice.
The gossip lovers immediately took action.
"What is it? A big shot in Fenglan City? Is it the higher-ups of Fenglan City?"
"There's such a thing?"
The man snorted and said mysteriously,""Look at how inexperienced you are.”
Under everyone's curious gazes, that person looked around and whispered,
" It's said that at the funeral of that 'big shot,' twenty red flags without license plates, hundreds of men in black holding umbrellas on a sunny day, and more than ten beautiful women, all of whom had children waiting to be fed!”
"Most importantly, there's a white-haired old man. That old man is said to be at the top. Moreover, that old man is only a driver. There are even more important people in the car who haven't gotten off yet!”
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