beauty winner

On Wednesday, December NO.12, Comrade Yang Guoyun's memorial service will be held at [-]:[-] pm.From six o'clock before dawn, the firecrackers and salutes were deafening without interruption, and the residents of the town probably cursed their mothers in their hearts.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, there was an endless queue of vehicles in the small town, which seemed to be full of traffic and people.The traffic police came, but to no avail.

It is no longer possible to arrange the wreaths in a neat and orderly manner. The person in charge of this matter asks for instructions and stacks all the wreaths together. Of course, some gifts still have to be displayed conspicuously.

The accountant of Yang Chengyi's company and Xiao Shuxia's colleague were in charge of collecting the silk money. There were three pairs of partners in total. One of each pair kept the accounts, and the other took the money and gave a towel as a gift.Five boxes of towels were shipped, a total of [-] towels, and Lu Laosan still swore that there would never be enough.

As long as they were of the same generation as Yang Chengyi and the others, they could kowtow in front of the mourning hall, so there was a long queue.Yang Chengyi and Yang Chengguang, who knelt down to thank the gift, had no chance to stand up, and their postures had to be standard.

Yang Jingxing was busy outside with the people in the funeral office and Lu Laosan's people. Those young people that Xiao Shuxia didn't allow Yang Jingxing to get in touch with seemed calm and capable, organized and disciplined.

A man in his twenties who looked like a little boss still remembered Yang Jingxing: "You carried Sister Lan out of the pavilion when she got married..."

The Puyin European North American tour group has a ticket at 12:30 noon. After nearly [-] hours of traveling in the economy class, the students will land at Lyon-Saturas Airport.

Before eleven o'clock, Yang Jingxing called Yu Xinting: "Are you at the airport?"

Yu Xinting said: "It's still on the way. It's been half an hour since I came out. They said it will be soon." Listening to the ambient sound, the students were still very excited.

Yang Jingxing said: "A smooth journey, happiness is the most important thing."

Yu Xinting: "...As soon as I got off the plane, Mr. Hu said that the Lyon Conservatory of Music was going to interview us and asked me to prepare. I just said it yesterday afternoon."

Yang Jingxing said: "The French are easy to fool, you just follow their example and just talk nonsense without knowing the boundaries."

Yu Xinting chuckled: "The professor taught me last night, so it should be fine."

Yang Jingxing said: "We are all good students of the professor, there is nothing to be afraid of, the soldiers will come and cover us up."

Yu Xinting, yes, asked again: "...you..."

Yang Jingxing said: "I'm fine. There will be a memorial service today, and I will be buried tomorrow morning. I will go back to school after the seventh day."

Yu Xinting: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing said: "Stop talking, just have fun."

Liu Chiwei and his wife came together, and Liu Chiwei also went to kowtow before the coffin, and when he came out, he warned Yang Jingxing that Liu Miao must take the Puhai way again during his winter vacation.

Xia Yizhen was with the civil servants' regiment, so she didn't say much to Yang Jingxing.

Lunch starts at eleven o'clock, and the place is at the huge drying yard of the local specialty company, half a kilometer away from the mourning hall.Originally, three or two minibuses and one bus were prepared to take them back and forth, but now the car was unable to move an inch, so Lu Laosan took a megaphone around to apologize to everyone, and troubled everyone to walk.

A little after twelve o'clock, a few people from the funeral management office also came. The current deputy secretary of the county party committee personally laid a wreath, and then everyone began to cooperate with the government and the people to rectify the order at the scene and prepare for the memorial service.

Nearly 12:30, the sixth brother Mo Zhaojie personally came to pat Yang Jingxing on the shoulder: "People are here, dozens of wreaths!"

Yang Jingxing went to meet them. Gan Kaicheng, Pang Xi, Du Lin, Huang Weiliang and the driver, a total of five people, were watching people laying wreaths.Mo Zhaojie exaggerated, only a dozen wreaths.Zhang Yanhao's, department managers and colleagues, Pang Xi, Andrew, Cheng Yaoyao, Tong Yichun, Dai Qing, Tang Xiaoxiao, and Driver Chen are all in their own names.

Yang Jingxing was a little grateful: "Manager Huang, Sister Lin, Brother Chen, thank you for your hard work."

Du Lin's sincere expression: "Don't say that, it should be."

Huang Weiliang helped Yang Jingxing's shoulders: "The incident happened suddenly, many people couldn't leave, so the company sent us here... Our sister Lin just rushed back to Puhai in the middle of the night last night."

The driver said, "Leave at seven o'clock in the morning, and I'm not driving too slowly."

Gan Kaicheng added: "I waited for an hour to buy a wreath, but I told you, it's useless."

Du Lin blamed Gan Kaicheng for the look in his eyes, and he was also rude to Yang Jingxing: "I'm going to blame you, how can I avoid it, there are so many people today, people think your friends and colleagues are stupid."

Yang Jingxing sneered: "... Anyway, thank you."

Huang Weiliang laughed: "You are also the manager, what are you talking about... Let's go and bow." But looking at the mourning hall over there, it seems that the water is blocked.

The colleagues in the company still want to go there together, Mo Zhaojie reminded: "The rule here is to kowtow, three."

Du Lin nodded again and again: "Follow the rules, follow the rules..."

Mo Zhaojie seemed to be deliberately teasing these people from big cities: "You are good friends, according to the rules, you don't need to talk about the rules."

Du Lin smiled: "Yes, we also have our rules!"

Mo Zhaojie was clearly quack: "Please!"

Most of the people gathered in front of the mourning hall are important people, a small number of close relatives, and more civil servants and business partners in the county and town.

Yang Jingxing first introduced his colleagues to the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee and Lu Laosan, and then they took them to the funeral, and then introduced them to his father and uncle.

Yang Jingxing had a bit of a height advantage, and he could see his colleagues taking turns kneeling and kowtowing in front of the coffin.Du Lin wanted to help the kneeling family members up, but after being dissuaded, he bent down and said something.

Afterwards, Xiao Shuxia sent Gan Kai and others out, and Du Lin praised Yang Jingxing: "What a beautiful mother, no wonder my son is so handsome."

Yang Jingxing said: "My mother is too tired these two days, otherwise she would be more beautiful."

Xiao Shuxia was indeed too tired to be cheerful and social, so she could only try to be polite and thoughtful, and asked her son to take his colleagues to Jiuchun for a meal and rest first, please forgive me for not being thoughtful, and find opportunities to make up for it later.

Yang Jingxing's colleagues asked Xiao Shuxia to get busy and not to worry about it, and Yang Jingxing also said so.

After reconfirming that the memorial service was still a quarter of an hour away, Du Lin said, "It's not too late... Manager Huang will do it for you." He looked at the person who was eating the box lunch.

Yang Jingxing was smart: "This is really unnecessary."

Du Lin said again: "Regulations!"

Huang Weiliang also joked: "I'm rich now..." He took out a bill from his bag as he went to pay the money.

Yang Jingxing asked Gan Kaicheng, "How many rooms can I open?"

Du Lin waved his hand: "Don't worry about these things, we'll go back later... You're welcome, the future will last forever!"

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Huang Weiliang hadn't finished writing the account yet, and the memorial service began with the sound of mourning under the leadership of the deputy secretary of the county party committee.There are about [-] to [-] people within tens of meters around the mourning hall. The inside of the mourning hall is more neat and delicate, while the outside of the mourning hall is more scattered, but everyone stands upright.

The eulogy was quite long, and the deputy secretary of the county party committee read it heavily and slowly. It lasted at least ten minutes, and only then began the three-minute silence.Although it is not so quiet, but this area is only so quiet these days, that is, this quarter of an hour.

After the silent tribute ended, it became lively again, although the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee was still advocating that everyone go to see the funeral procession off at six o'clock tomorrow morning.

Yang Chengyi and Yang Chengguang were finally able to stand up at this time, but both of them seemed to be unable to straighten their waists. Yang Chengguang went to thank or see off his colleagues, and Yang Chengyi and Xiao Shuxia came out almost immediately to shake hands with Gan Kaicheng and the others. Thank you, and it feels like everyone is very familiar.

Huang Weiliang, who carried a large bag of towels, conveyed Zhang Yanhao's condolences again, and explained in a very serious and specific way that Zhang Yanhao really had something to do with him, and he was very sorry.

Yang Chengyi thanked Zhang Yanhao for taking care of his son, and Gan Kaicheng for his support: "He still doesn't know how lucky he is to meet a boss like you, Manager Gan." Gan Kaicheng's relationship, but after receiving the news from Gan Kaicheng yesterday and knowing that the company would form a small team, he briefly told his parents about the others.

Yang Chengyi understands the status of a powerful agent better than Xiao Shuxia, so he is also very polite to Du Lin who has no title: "It's not considered to be in the society, there are many things that I don't understand, I don't know much, I'm sorry to trouble you."

But Du Lin said: "Your son is really kind... I don't know if I don't know, but I understand today. This is a tiger father without a dog."

Xiao Shuxia paid more attention to Pang Xi: "Thank you, Yang Jingxing often talked about you, which helped a lot." She was probably too tired, and she wasn't usually so careless, but Yang Jingxing didn't change his face.

Pang Xi was also polite: "I should do it."

Yang Chengyi and his wife agree that they want Yang Jingxing to send his superiors and colleagues to Lu Shulan's hotel to rest or look around, and he will finish here first: "...I will go down with your mother in the afternoon, and I really can't leave now."

Of course, the Hongxing people said no, and they were about to leave.

The Yang family was really sorry, so they asked Yang Jingxing to send the guests to a late lunch.

Gan Kaicheng said that they came from the seven-seater mpv of the company, and they stopped at the east end of the town. They really walked quite a distance holding wreaths.

It was difficult for Yang Jingxing's car to drive out now, so he went with his colleagues to pick up the mpv and returned to Jiuchun County together.

On the way, colleagues praised Jiuchun for its beautiful mountains and green waters. They didn't expect such a good place not far from Puhai.If you have the chance, you should really come and have fun for a few days.

Then he talked about the experience along the way. Navigation is basically not needed. As long as you ask about the funeral of the Yang family, everyone seems to know and is willing to guide the way, which shows that Yang Chengyi has a good reputation.

So many wreaths were delivered by people from the wreath shop driving along with them, and when everyone first went to buy wreaths, the owner of the wreath shop knew without asking that it was a big business to send to the Yang family.

However, I still have to condemn Yang Jingxing when I come back. How could I not tell the company about such a thing, but it made everyone panic: "... you have this thing?"

Yang Jingxing took the printed form, and it seemed that the company had a standard or a tacit understanding. Zhang Yanhao sent two thousand and one silk gold, the managers and singers were all one thousand and one, and Chang Yiming was also one thousand and one. Xi, Zhong Yingying, Lan Jingyue, and Tong Yichun's collaborating musicians are all five hundred and one.

Huang Weiliang said that he didn't know what the standard was here, and he didn't know if this way of expressing grief was appropriate.Yang Jingxing didn't know it at first, but now he knows a little bit. Jiuchun's habit is to have less silk money, and it's like five hundred and one for close and good friends, usually one hundred and one.

Huang Weiliang knew: "No wonder the people who collect the money look at me strangely."

Yang Jingxing said: "I didn't expect me to have such face."

Du Lin complained: "It's just that Manager Gan doesn't give you face..." It was originally planned that everyone who sent silk money would send wreaths, but Gan Kaicheng really didn't want to wait.

Gan Kaicheng has integrity: "He didn't even tell us what we are doing with such a hot face and a cold butt."

Du Lin haha, Huang Weiliang mediates, the relationship between the colleagues in the car seems to be very harmonious.