The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

Chapter 1542: Grand Funeral 2

After arranging this matter, Lin Zhiyuan called his brother-in-law Li Gang and said, "Brother-in-law, you go with Jingwei. Our mother just said that she wants to buy a good cemetery for grandma. You ask Xiaojin for some money and go to the cemetery in the city first."

"No, I have money in my pocket."

Just as they were about to leave, Lin Zhiyuan stopped them and said, "Changsong, Mingguang, Jingwei, don't tell anyone else about my grandma's funeral. Just keep it to yourself." Lin Zhiyuan had his own considerations. Grandma's funeral could be held in Dadao Bay with great fanfare, but he didn't want it to spread too widely.

But the three of them shook their heads together.

Shi Mingguang spoke first, "Zhiyuan, I understand you, but Mr. Bai, Mr. Sun, Mr. Shi and the others should at least say something, right? Otherwise, they will blame me to death in the future, right?"

Wang Changsong also spoke up, "Yes, Zhiyuan, Mr. Shi is right. Others don't have to be informed, but the Geng Office Management Bureau must be notified no matter what."

Qi Jingwei also held the same view, "Zhiyuan, Mayor Zhang is so close to you. If he knew that you were hiding this from him, it would probably affect your relationship!"

Lin Zhiyuan was also in a dilemma. The people they mentioned were all close to him personally. "Then limit it to these few people. Don't spread it any further."

Several people left Dadao Bay by car.

Shi Mingguang, Wang Changsong, Xue Feng and the village chief were in the same car. They went to Tiedong Hospital first. Shi Mingguang contacted Director Wang in advance. When the four of them arrived, Director Wang personally took them to get the death certificate.

The four people wasted no time and drove to Ertaizi Police Station as soon as they received the death certificate.

The village chief called the police station in advance, but the police officer on duty told him that the police in charge of household registration were on vacation and asked them to come back after the New Year.

The village chief was dumbfounded. He thought he had enough face, but he didn't expect that the police didn't give him any slack at all.

The village chief was a little embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.

Wang Changsong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took out his mobile phone and called the director of the Ertaizi Police Station.

"Lao Pang, I'm Wang Changsong."

"Wang, Director Wang, Happy New Year!"

"Lao Pang, there is such a thing. A relative of a leader has passed away. His household registration is in Dadaowan. Now we need to cancel the household registration. I am on my way to your police station."

"Director Wang, I will go to the office now and promise not to delay the leadership's work." The guarantee was made immediately.

After Wang Changsong hung up the phone, he called Geng Zhenbiao and Guan Yuecheng and told them about Lin Zhiyuan's grandmother's death. When they heard it, they immediately said they would rush to Dadaowan.

While Wang Changsong was on the phone, the village chief was sitting in the back seat, wondering who this person was. It was incredible that Director Pang from the Second Station would rush back to work during the New Year holiday just because of a phone call.

He glanced at Xue Feng beside him, and Xue Feng understood and whispered, "He is Zhiyuan's friend. I heard he is the director of the Public Security Bureau."

The village chief shuddered. The Ning family's grandson's connections were too strong. Even the director of the Public Security Bureau came to help. This funeral of Old Lady Ning was probably the most glorious one in the history of Dadaowan.

Shi Mingguang drove the car very fast along Renmin Road and directly to the gate of Ertaizi Police Station.

Director Pang had been waiting at the door. Wang Changsong took Xue Feng and the village chief out of the car to go in and cancel the account. Shi Mingguang stayed in the car, took out his cell phone, and called Bai Shuguang first, "Boss Bai, I have something to tell you. Zhiyuan's grandmother passed away."

"Ah, when did it happen?"

"Last night, the first half of the night, three days later, today is the real day, and the location is Dadao Bay." Shi Mingguang knew that time was running out, so he told all the information he knew in one breath.

The custom in the Northeast is to hold the body of the deceased for three days from the moment of his death. If the person dies in the first half of the night, the day is counted as one day, which is called the small three days. If the person dies in the second half of the night, it is counted as the big three days.

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

"Boss Bai, wait a minute. Zhiyuan doesn't want to spread the news too widely, but I told him that others don't have to be informed, but we must be informed. I'm at the police station now to help an elderly person cancel his account. Time is tight and I can't inform others. Boss Bai, please help me call a few other people, like Boss Xu, Boss Shi, Boss Sun, Boss Chu, Boss Li..."

"Okay, I'll make the call, you go ahead and do your thing." Bai Shuguang paused after saying this, "Mingguang, we must tell President Jin about this, otherwise he will definitely say that we are incompetent. You know more about it, so it's best if you make the call."

Shi Mingguang also had the same idea and agreed immediately.

After he hung up the phone with Bai Shuguang, he quickly dialed Jin Huaying's number.

"Mr. Jin, Zhiyuan's grandmother passed away last night."

"Ah?" Jin Huaying's reaction was the same as Bai Shuguang's. He was shocked at first, and then was about to ask for detailed information. After Shi Mingguang finished speaking, Jin Huaying said that she would go to Dadao Bay to attend the funeral.

Just as Shi Mingguang was making the call, Qi Jingwei was also calling Zhang Dalu.

"Mayor Zhang, I'm Jingwei!"

"Oh, it's Secretary Qi! Happy New Year, Secretary Qi! Are you going to have a drink with me?" Zhang Dalu joked.

"Mayor Zhang, Zhiyuan's grandmother passed away last night..."

"Ah? How come I don't know anything about this? This Zhiyuan really doesn't treat me as a brother. Where is the location? I'll go there now."

"The mourning shed is located in Dadaowan. Mayor Zhang, I called you to inform you of this matter and to ask you how your relationship with Mr. Hao from the Civil Affairs Bureau is. My brother-in-law and I are on our way to Qianqiu Cemetery to find a good burial site for the old man and to set a specific time for the cremation."

"Old Hao, it's OK. How about this, Jingwei, I'll call Old Hao right now, and then we'll meet at the main gate of Qianqiu Cemetery."

"it is good!"

Zhang Dalu put on his coat and hurried out. His wife Qu Le grabbed him from behind and said, "Today is the last day of the Spring Festival holiday. Can't you just stay at home and have some peace? Which of your friends asked you to go out for a drink again?"

Zhang Dalu shook his arm and said, "What are you drinking? Zhiyuan's grandmother passed away. I have to rush over immediately."

Qu Le quickly let go of her hand, "Then I'll go with you!" She and Su Jin also knew each other. Back then, she had tried her best to bring Lin Zhiyuan and her sister Qu Yue together, but unfortunately she failed to compete with Su Jin. However, this little episode did not affect their friendship. For a while, the Qu sisters and Su Jin were still very close, until Su Jin and Lin Zhiyuan went to Guangzhou...

The couple hurried out, and Zhang Dalu told Qu Le, "Wife, call Boss Zheng right away and ask him to notify the other brothers to rush to Dadaowan as soon as possible."

While picking up her phone, Qu Yue asked Zhang Dalu, "Will you tell my brother?" She was referring to Wang Zhongshan's secretary Qu Jie, who also had a very good personal relationship with Lin Zhiyuan. Qi Jingwei was introduced to Lin Zhiyuan by Qu Jie when he left Ge'an.

"Tell someone! Big brother's relationship with Zhiyuan is no worse than mine." Zhang Dalu had already started the car, and while driving, he called the mayor of Ge'an City, Jin Qiuxing.