Chapter 1605: Funeral and old hanging

This is known as the most shocking financial earthquake of 2023. It has been shaken for a whole week, and there is no sign of abating.
It's not that this news has such a large margin.
But the high-cold movement is really not small.
Su Su’s group of relatives dared not say anything. They wanted not to provoke him first, and then slowly think about it. In the face of the media bombardment, they collectively squeeze out a smile that is more ugly than crying.
For them, this is already the biggest concession.
The director of HR was shocked by going to the human resources to handle the resignation without any face. This wave of resignations ignited the news of the next day.
On the third day, when this group of relatives gathered together angrily and thought about it, Huantai suffered another earthquake, and from top to bottom, 52 people at or above the supervisor level were bloodbathed, including 14 companies under it.
This wave of bloodbath ignited the news for two days.
These fifty-two directors were all related to those relatives. It can be said that Gao Leng was attacking them again, killing him to the end.
"How can this man with a high surname be so ruthless! You have all our people off."
"A foreigner, doesn't he just want to get Huantai? Huantai is over..."
"Hey, my Susu... Now think about it, Susu is so good..."
A woman shed tears, and the crocodile’s tears shed late.
A few days ago, these people were looking forward to the chaos in Huantai to make money. At this time, they hoped that Su Su would wake up.
Resist?
They still resisted.
Only under the back pressure of the high cold, this resistance is useless.
In fact, if Su Suo counters pressure, they will die miserably. It’s just that Su Su still cares about the affection of his relatives, but Gao Leng is different. He did not leave any affection, not only did not leave any affection, it seems Deliberately press to death.
Even a few groups of people were specially sent to follow these people, and they were so scared that they couldn't escape. Call the police. People didn't do anything. Don't call the police. No matter where you go, there are always a few people in black smiling at you grimly.
People also found some weird things, and they looked very murderous.
The wicked encountered the high cold, only to realize that a mountain is higher than a mountain.
After these waves of news exploded, the news about the death of the old housekeeper broke out. A new round of conspiracy was raging. After all, President Su was fainted, the old housekeeper died of illness, and the high cold and blood washed so many supervisors, and Su Family relatives voluntarily resigned.
This is enough to write a big TV drama.
In fact, the undercurrents below are far more fierce than others see.
Gao Leng is operating at almost full capacity. Starlight and Huantai run in two places. I don’t know how many meetings are held, and how many connections are used. Those projects that Su Su runs half of are not connected. Yes, it might be pitted.
Only every two days, he would go back to the hospital to see Su Su and wash her up. I still try my best to restrain myself from seeing such a beautiful body, but every time I suffer abnormally.
What makes Gao Leng very sad is that Su Su has been asleep.
Sometimes, I even saw a smile at the corner of her mouth.
It seems that falling asleep like this is the happiest thing for her.
Having been so busy until the old housekeeper went out for funerals, Gao Leng only took a day to relax, stopped the many in his hands, and returned to guard Su Su.
On this day, Su Su was just like hearing it, his face was full of sadness, but his eyes were closed.
"The old butler went to the funeral today. I could have done the funeral soon. Your relatives blocked it. I suppressed it and delayed it for another day. But it's good. Today is a good day. I asked someone to pass it." Gao Leng reached out his hand and gently stroked Su Su's head.
Uncontrollably, he felt a sense of tears.
Not for yourself, but for her.
"Think about what I said before that you were hypocritical, too. You can't help being completely drowsy. It can be seen that the blow to you is devastating." Gao Leng sighed.
No one thought that Su Su, who regarded him as the only family in the world when the old housekeeper was out for funeral, could not see him off.
Thinking about it, Su Su wakes up in the future, I am afraid it will be a lifelong regret.
Gao Leng hoped she would wake up, but she just fell asleep quietly, frowning.
I also thought, presumably on a day like today, she won't wake up. She just can't stand this kind of shock, and her body has activated the escape mechanism, so how can she wake up at this most difficult moment?
After thinking about it this way, I realized that Su Su is actually not strong at all, far inferior to Xiao Shan, and even inferior to Mu Xiao Leng to some extent.
The flower in this greenhouse has undergone the cruelest baptism, and everything is strong in disguise.
At this time, the flowers in this greenhouse chose to sleep and continue to stay in the greenhouse.
Gao Leng sighed for a long time, picked her up, wiped her lightly, put on a black pajamas, and a white flower stuck in her hair.
"Just send it like this. There is no heartbreaking cry. The old housekeeper walks more at ease. Don’t worry, I will take care of Huantai, and the old housekeeper will give it away." Gao Leng said softly, and then Touched her head once.
She didn't move anything, nor did she breathe quickly, slowly, still.
It's just that the sadness on the face is visible.
Maybe she can feel it, Gao Leng thought.
The funeral of the old housekeeper was very simple. His three sons handled it well and were very low-key. When the matter was finished, it was already night.
Gao Leng decided to guard the spirit, instead of Su Su, to guard his last night.
The imperial people are dead, they are very particular, but anyone who has a good family background will be particular. Some young people don't understand, and think it's better to keep things simple.
Actually not necessarily.
This person is dead, he will burn incense for three days, and the younger generation must guard the spirit. In the process of guarding the spirit, in this set of rituals, slowly feel the true meaning of life and feel that this person is really gone. The smoke just disappeared.
Those old friends all came to take a look, seeing the dead and their own youth.
Having a meal with each other, chatting, maybe smiling as usual, but I always feel that something is missing in my heart. This is missing something, that is the dead person.
In a person's entire life, if there is no one to worship after he dies, it would be quite boring. This is the last curtain call for himself in his life.
Gao Leng knelt in front of the body of the old butler, kneeling as Su Su, doing his last filial piety for Su Su.
In this way, Su Su if he wakes up in the future will have less regrets.
As a friend, this should be done. As a friend who saw the whole body of this woman, for Gao Leng, this is her own woman, and she should do it.
"Boss, I will set off in the evening, and the plane will go to the Middle East at night." The old hanger walked over and said in a low voice after paying respects.
"Tonight?" Gao Leng quickly forgot.
"Yes, tonight." The old sling pointed to the box beside him: "It's all packed."
"Are you sure it's safe over there? Old hanger, you can't go if it's unsafe. You have a wife and children, life is too impermanent." When the funeral was going on, people inevitably felt sad and asked coldly.
"Safety is the safest next week. I want to see it. I want to see it in my dreams. I want to go to the battlefield. I don't have a gun. I have a camera. I'm afraid of taking a shot. It's a dream come true." He glanced at the old butler: "I won't go this time, maybe I won't be able to go anymore, I'm old too."
Gao Leng said nothing.
He knew that his good brother Lao Hang just wanted to be a hero and had a heroic dream. In the past, he hoped that he would become the main force during unannounced visits, but he was helpless. This matter was still very professional. It took a certain opportunity for a big case to be unannounced. In the past few years, he lacked this opportunity.
Now, there is such an opportunity in the Middle East, he does not want to miss it.
"Is it safe over there?" Gao Leng did not look at him, but at his assistant.
"Next week will be considered safe. To tell the truth, it will be safe next week. After that, it will be very dangerous," the assistant said.
"Do you still remember the words I said? The words I learned from others." Lao Hang prolonged his voice and squinted his eyes slightly: "The wind blew him in the past, and there are still dreams that haven't come true. , No problem, there is a future!"
The old hanging at this time is happy.
Those who chase dreams are all happy.
He doesn't have much culture, and he has always remembered this sentence, and it will become his motto.
"Well, then you are careful on the road, everything goes well." Gao Leng stood up and patted Lao Hang on the shoulder.
Lao Su nodded, turned and left.
There is no more words, after all, they are all old men.
Not hypocritical, he turned around and left.
He waved his hand without looking back.