Chapter 674: On a big day, play a little bit more cheerfully

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them.
Although Steward Wang was only the steward of the Zhang family, the power in the Zhang family was not small, and Zhang Yin was responsible for some important matters. This person can be described as one person under the Zhang family.
However, it is such a character who, facing the young man in front of him, is so chaotic that he can't even stand still?
"Steward Wang, you are..." Xu Huai reacted first, and quickly walked over to help Steward Wang up.
In his eyes, Jiang Beichen was nothing more than an unknown little person, and he really didn't understand why Steward Wang made this reaction.
After Wang steward stood up, he took two steps back quickly, for fear that Jiang Beichen would rush over.
Everyone is even more confused, is this kid a tiger or something?
How scared the steward Wang into this?
In fact, the steward Wang also complained constantly. In the morning, the Patriarch asked him to stare at him, but he didn't expect the Killing Star to come to him.
You know, this evil star is not easy to provoke. He killed Zhang Ming in public, and even frightened the bidders from all sides, winning Rongmao Building for 200 million yuan.
It is said that there is a sky background behind it! Besides, this man even dared to kill Zhang Ming, would he be soft on himself as a small butler?
So Steward Wang was naturally terribly afraid, and for fear that the other party would not agree with him, he would fight him.
"You, wait, I will report to the Patriarch!"
Without waiting to greet everyone, the steward Wang went to the inner courtyard without even crawling on the ground.
At this moment, everyone looked over, with many doubts in their eyes.
What is the origin of this young man?
I haven't heard of such a number one person in the Acropolis for so many years! Xu Huai's face is very ugly, but he still feels a little unconvinced, "Huh, boy, you look so courageous, and you dare to be arrogant in the Zhang family. you!"
"is it?"
"Then wait and see!"
The corners of Jiang Beichen's mouth curled up slightly.
On the other end, Steward Wang hurried to Zhang Yin to report.
"what?
He really dare to come? "
Zhang Yin's eyebrows furrowed high.
This person killed his son, so he dared to come to his son's funeral in a big way?
What is this for?
Rubbing his Zhang's face on the ground?
"Order to go down, let the dead men stand by everywhere!"
"I want to see, what does he want to do today?"
Zhang Yin had a cold expression on his face.
"If he dares to act rashly for a while, immediately order the kill!"
Zhang Yin said coldly.
The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention that the Zhang family is a wealthy clan, even if the other party's background is unpredictable, he can't let others on his head.
"and many more!"
At this time, Zhou Yunyun suddenly spoke.
"Brother Yin, don't worry!"
"Maybe this kid is just here to express condolences and want to ask for peace?"
Zhou Yunyun suddenly said her guess.
"After all, we have already given up the Rongmao Building, what else does he want?"
"Even if you want to find it, you should also find a few other wealthy families!"
When she wanted to come, Jiang Beichen's coming this time was likely to take the initiative to show her favor, to appease the Zhang family, and then to deal with other wealthy families.
After all, the Zhang family had already vomited Rong Mao, and Zhang Ming had died, so this account should be cleared.
"call!"
Zhang Yin took a deep breath, Zhou Yunyun said it was not impossible.
But that's killing an enemy! How can he bear it! "Brother Yin, although Shao Ming wants to avenge his revenge, but for the time being I can't figure out the details of this kid, let's hold on to it first, and stop!"
"Why don't you let the other tycoons first explore this kid?"
Zhou Yunyun continued to persuade her.
"Well, what you said is!"
Zhang Yin nodded, his clenched fist slowly loosened.
What Zhou Yunyun said is not unreasonable.
After all, the other party dared to come over so swaggeringly, there must be something to rely on.
As the saying goes, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.
Even if you want to kill, you must hit a hit! Now, obviously the time has not come.
"If this is the case, let him in. If his condolences are An Sheng, it won't hurt, but if you dare to make trouble, don't blame me for being cruel!"
Zhang Yin confessed a few words and then let the steward Wang go out.
After Wang Steward left, he went straight to the outer courtyard.
"Mr. Jiang, our Patriarch invites you to go in for condolences!"
Steward Wang was so far away, respectfully speaking.
The others were slightly shocked.
Especially Xu Huai, originally wanted to see Jiang Beichen's jokes.
After all, this kid was the one who started the trouble first, even if he had some background, but he was making trouble at the funeral, after Zhang Yin knew about it, he still couldn't push this kid out?
Unexpectedly, this would be the result, so he invited him in for condolences?
"Housekeeper Wang, are you right?
Patriarch Zhang actually let this little trash in to express condolences? "
Xu Huai was not reconciled, so he couldn't help but ask.
Steward Wang's expression instantly changed, and he couldn't help but yelled out.
"Shut up your mouth, who is rubbish, your whole family is rubbish!"
Butler Wang's heart is banging! He was actually saving Xu Huai. After all, people even dared to kill Zhang Ming. Isn't killing you Xu Huai like killing a chicken?
Everyone looked at each other, wondering why Steward Wang reacted so strongly.
Xu Huai's face was blushing, and he dared not say a word immediately.
But Jiang Beichen sneered, walked over, and patted his shoulder: "Young man, talk less if you don't know how to speak, and be careful that misfortune comes from your mouth!"
After speaking, he strode towards the inner courtyard.
"Hmph, you should thank the steward Wang, otherwise, you will end badly today!"
Zhao Qun couldn't help but sneer when he passed by.
If the steward Wang hadn't stopped him just now, this kid would have said even more rebellious things, but he wouldn't be soft at the time.
"you guys!"
Xu Huai gritted his teeth, but he was helpless. Today's face is a big loss! On the other hand, Jiang Beichen had already arrived at the inner courtyard, the funeral.
The sky was hazy with light rain.
Many people are sitting on the bench with black umbrellas.
A depressed atmosphere hovered over the entire scene.
A choked cry came from afar, and the Zhang family cronies kept sobbing, and the ones who knelt in front of the spirit and cried were worse than the other.
As for whether it is sincere, no one knows. After all, the children of the big family have been actors since childhood.
Now that Zhang Ming died, the seat of the heir of the Patriarch was naturally vacated.
How many people stare at me?
In the hall, in the black-and-white photo frame, Zhang Ming's photo stood there.
Burning candles light and dark.
The surrounding paper wreaths set off the person who can no longer speak in the crystal coffin.
On the grass next to the mourning hall, there is a white piano, and a pianist is playing the overture of the dead. This is a song that leads the way for the dead.
Sadness makes those who hear it weep.
"On such a happy day, listening to such a sad song, is it too monotonous!"
Jiang Beichen didn't go to the mourning hall to worship first, but the corners of his mouth curled up, and he strode towards the white piano, grabbing with his big hand, and directly pulling the pianist aside.
He personally came to the front of the piano bench and sat down.
But the sorrow and joy were interrupted here, everyone stayed for a while and looked over.
"What are you doing!"
"You know what I played is the Overture of the Dead! It is designed to lead the dead to heaven and cannot be interrupted. You are disrespectful to the dead!"
The pianist yelled at him, not to mention that he was a professional tenth-level pianist, and he was respected everywhere. I didn't expect this kid to be so rude to him.
"heaven?"
"do you want to go?"
Jiang Beichen stared at him slightly, like a smile of death.
"I can send you!"
hiss! The pianist sucked in air, as if being stared at by a ghost, only feeling cold all over, and never dared to say a word again.
"You are good at playing, but not as good as me, don't believe me, listen!"
Jiang Beichen smiled again, and immediately stroked the keys with both hands, and after a while rising, his hands quickly played.
Suddenly, a burst of cheerful repertoire rippled across the scene.