I put down my phone uncomfortably, and just when I wanted to relieve my embarrassment, he spoke first.
"Well, I bought the yellow paper. Can you tell me where to put it?"
I originally thought he ran away, but I didn't expect he would come back.
I didn't reveal it, so I pointed to the corner and said, "Just leave it here."
He didn't say anything, turned around and started moving into the house.
What I didn't expect was that he actually piled up burned paper into a hill, almost blocking the door of the condolence hall.
This thing is indeed not expensive, but if you buy so much, it is probably not a small sum.
What on earth does this man want to do?
Chen Jiayan didn't know what happened, so she didn't speak. She carefully looked at the deceased's wounds and wrote something in her notebook from time to time.
Suddenly, Ji Canghai jumped deep, climbed over the morgue, and pressed Chen Jiayan against the wall.
"Fuck!"
I grabbed the iron stool and smashed it on his back.
Ji Canghai staggered after being hit by me, so I took advantage of the situation and pulled Chen Jiayan behind me.
"***, what do you want to do?"
The sudden change made Chen Jiayan tremble, but Ji Canghai's handsome face was no longer hideous and terrifying.
"Don't hurt him!"
"Are you mentally ill? Is that injury? She is a makeup artist, how can she put on makeup without checking!"
Ji Canghai punched him and cursed: "You are the one with a sick mind!"
Before the fist even hit my face, I already felt a strong wind from the punch. I turned my head to avoid it, and my fist hit the metal cabinet behind me.
The cabinet door was immediately smashed into a deep funnel-shaped pit.
As soon as I saw the strength, I knew this person was not easy to mess with.
Fortunately, Chen Jiayan was not injured, and I didn't want to use any real moves.
I stood in front of Chen Jiayan, lifted up his vaginal foot from bottom to top, and swept it towards his crotch.
This kind of unattractive trick often has miraculous results.
The gap between me and him is not a tiny bit, but just this kick forced him to retreat.
I could feel that this person was very important, so I pointed at the deceased on the bed and shouted in a low voice.
"I don't care who you are, if you enter this house, you will die!"
Ji Canghai stepped forward, obviously wanting to attack, and then retracted his steps.
But there was always an unexplainable ferocity in his eyes.
I stared at the slightly nervous man and casually put Chen Jiayan's makeup box on the bed.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Ji Canghai casually pulled up a stool and stared at Chen Jiayan across the body.
Chen Jiayan looked at me with eyes pleading for help, her thin shoulders were shaking slightly, and she was holding her hands on the body, in a dilemma.
"painting!"
I stared at Ji Canghai and casually opened the makeup case: "I'm here to watch your painting!"
It's really hard for her. No matter how strong her psychological quality is, a girl is still weak when faced with this kind of thing.
Chen Jiayan put on makeup very quickly. In less than two hours, the deceased's face turned from bruised to peaceful.
Ji Canghai suddenly stood up and put his hand into his pocket, groping for something.
I calmly clenched the legs of the stool, ready to respond to his attack at any time.
However, the moment he took out his hand, there were only a few more red tickets.
"this."
He put the money on the morgue and pushed it forward: "Thank you for your hard work."
There is definitely something wrong with this guy.
Just now he acted like the enemy who killed his father, now he's giving you money?
Chen Jiayan hesitated for a while and turned her eyes to me again.
I didn't check how much it was, so I looked at Ji Canghai and stuffed the money directly into her pocket.
"Here, you don't have to pay for the work. This is mental damage compensation!"
At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the window. I turned around and saw a large group of people rushing in.
The security guard tried to stop him, but there were at least dozens of people on the other side, so he couldn't stop him at all.
The sound was getting closer and closer, so I opened the door a crack and peeked out.
All these dozens of people were crowded in the corridor, and I could feel their anger from a distance...
