If according to the old man's description, his daughter Zhu Rui has countless emotional admirers, and there is no shortage of high-quality suitors around her, then why would she be willing to be a mistress for an old man at a delivery station? Are you going crazy for such an ordinary old man?
Thinking of this, Zhang Xianxian's heart started to beat wildly. He had a sixth sense that there was something strange about Zhu Rui's madness, and the small wooden coffin and negatives she sent to him contained even more profound meanings. Everything in front of me seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog that could not be seen. Many clues and details appeared piecemeal, making people confused but extremely anxious.
Just like the two million missing from her father's bank card, Zhang Xianxian went to the bank to investigate. After she showed her father's death certificate, household register and other information, the lobby manager let her see the surveillance at that time. It was indeed my father who handled all the deposit and withdrawal business alone that day. He first deposited a large amount of cash with a large black luggage bag, and then left the counter. About half an hour later, my father took out a large amount of money with the big black luggage bag and left the counter.
Judging from the difficulty and safety of carrying the bag for his father, there must be someone outside the bank to help him. So who could this person be? What exactly does QS mean?
Zhang Xianxian took his father's mobile phone to a specialized mobile phone repair center and tried to restore the data inside, but failed. It was obvious that his father had deleted the apps very cleanly. Even the information in the address book, including call history, incoming calls and missed calls, were all deleted. The person at the mobile phone repair center said that he should have used special deletion software to clean up the phone.
Therefore, tracing the whereabouts of his father's money has become an unsolvable mystery at this stage, just like finding the cause of Xie Qiu's death.
"Hey girl, what are you thinking about? How can a woman be in a daze while looking at pictures of beautiful women? If you are a nymphomaniac, then you are a nymphomaniac or a nymphomaniac to our young and promising boss. Who are these two beauties?" Manager Tian suddenly appeared. Behind her, he interrupted her puzzled daze and snatched the photo away from her hand.
When Zhang Xianxian saw this, he rolled his eyes at him and said speechlessly: "Manager Tian, do you want to scare me to death? Second Young Master Tang is not here, why are you trying to flatter me? The photo in your hand is of us Do you still remember the client’s photo and the big red urn from last time?”
"Remember, remember, of course I remember that evil thing. How does it have anything to do with that thing? Did the two of them see it and want to customize it? What's wrong with these two girls?"
"Bah, bah, bah, manager Tian, we can't be like that. It's too unlucky. Don't curse people to get sick! That urn is what this girl requested to customize! The girl on the left in the photo is Zhu Xiang!" Zhang Xianxian explained quickly.
"Ah, so young and beautiful, so... Bah, bah, bah, no taboos, no taboos!!!" Manager Tian swallowed half of his words.
Zhang Xianxian knew that Manager Tian had been in the funeral industry for many years and was very proficient in all the disciplines, so he also paid special attention to various rules. Not only does he know how to avoid taboos in his profession when doing things on a daily basis, but even when he talks, he never touches all kinds of mysterious things.
Manager Tian likes to explain these things to others. He wanted to explain it to Zhang Xianxian more than once, but she had a staunch materialist boyfriend like Xie Qiu, so naturally she was not interested in what Manager Tian said.
Even though Xie Qiu is gone now, and many of the things she encounters are weird and powerful, Zhang Xianxian still believes in what Xie Qiu said: "You must always believe in science!"
"Mr. Tian, why are you half-talking? Are you afraid that she will find you?" Zhang Xianxian joked and snatched the photo back.
Manager Tian hurriedly said: "Bah, bah, bah, there are no taboos! There are no taboos! Little girl, don't talk nonsense, it's all metaphysics. Do you understand metaphysics? Newton said that the end of science is metaphysics, don't tell me anything. Always believe in science, hospital How can science explain many things in the hospital? Don't roll your eyes, I'm going to tell you about things in the hospital, and you just..."
"Manager Tian, here you are again, you want to educate me again? Don't scare me. Later, you and Sister Jin will go to the inpatient department to visit clients, and then go back to my mother's ward to see! Let's talk about business, talk about business!" Zhang Xianxian interrupted his enthusiasm for popular science.
"You, you have been in this business for a long time, and sometimes you ask me to talk! Really, you don't let me say it every time. I am your manager, okay?? Tell me, tell me, what is the business? ? Manager Tian asked pretending to be angry, pouting.
After staying at Chuanhe Housekeeping Service Company for a long time, she gradually got to know the temperament of the people around her. From Mr. Tang to Manager Tian, they were all good people without any pretensions or snobbery. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Zhang Xianxian feels particularly comfortable working here. She has a dull and sensitive personality and has gradually learned to joke and bicker.
So, she said to him seriously: "Yes, manager, my big manager! The last vacation without repairs was enough to pay for sending a caregiver to my mother, but I still have ten days of annual leave. Mr. Tang said it's OK Take a break at any time! I want to create more value for the company, and I want to understand more about the customer’s background and psychology so that I can draw better patterns, so you have to help me!”
"Help you? How?" Manager Tian asked in confusion.
Zhang Xianxian said: "Well, help me think of a way to ask the old lady for more information about Zhu Xiang. The big red urn she requested is really special. I always feel that there is a story behind it, which would be a good idea. Inspiration!”
"Inspiration? That's great. Thumbs up to the cultural people. Your ideas for art are different. No wonder there are more and more clients asking you to draw urns and shrouds! If you want to know more information from Zhu Xiang's mother, then Isn’t it an easy thing?”
"Why is it so easy? I can't think of a way. I'm so sad that my daughter is dead!"
Manager Tian smiled slyly and said, "That's not easy. You also have a customer to pay a return visit. You bring a fruit basket to her house and go to see the old lady!"
"Smart!! I have a solution!" Zhang Xianxian shouted happily.
She immediately opened the company's computer, found the old man's phone number in the customer system, and quickly called him. Zhang Xianxian made an appointment to visit the old lady at her home the next afternoon on the pretext of asking whether the other party had returned home safely and returning the photo of the old lady's daughter.
As a result, the second meeting benefited her a lot. Through the door-to-door visit and another chat with the old man, Zhang Xianxian not only learned the whereabouts of the old man's other daughter Zhu Rui, but also learned something about Zhu Rui's involvement in the small wooden coffin during his lifetime. secret.
