It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 296 [052] The funeral should be held in a grand manner
In the presidential suite 801 of the VIP building, Qin Jiandan and Feng Jian continued to discuss how the Shengzhi Group should handle the situation.

"Young Master, there is no time to lose. We should start preparing for Zhu Laoer's funeral. Since we can't find the body, let's use a roasted black pig instead."

The silver-haired loli made a serious and humorous suggestion.

Qin Jiandan, with a bath towel wrapped around her waist, sat on the leather sofa in the master bedroom, diagonally opposite Fengjian who was sitting at the head of the bed.

"How can that be done? We have to buy ordinary pigs from vertical farms, what a waste of money. As the old saying goes, 'quietness cultivates the body, frugality cultivates virtue'. We might as well just catch a mutant wild boar from the outer city."

Zhu Shengzhi's spirit in heaven (?) seemed to be floating nearby and complained loudly: "Anyway, the pig must be unable to escape!?"

The internal rules of a guild are the same as those of other large organizations. You need both face and substance, and when conditions do not allow, you can only choose one. All human organizations are essentially makeshift teams, but makeshift teams must also do everything they can to maintain their face and substance.

For the guild, when an important cadre dies, a grand funeral is inevitable. During the funeral, they have to announce "I have avenged XX" or "I will definitely avenge XX", and at the same time decide on the cadre's successor, or at least hold a preliminary election for the successor.

Announcing revenge is the face, and deciding the successor is the substance. The face can be faked (for example, arresting a passerby and saying that he is the real murderer), but the substance cannot be vague.

"Young Master, the man who betrayed Zhu Lao Er has been brought to justice. Ma Yongzhong has become Sister Yongzhong, and the charcoal-black body of Professor Shenqi has been pieced together. This is truly cause for celebration, cause for celebration."

Kazama clapped his hands together in fake excitement, but there was no sincerity and there was not even a sound of applause.

Qin Jiandan: "Professor Qiqi may not be dead. The guards reported that half of his head has not been found. In this case, what do you think of announcing at the funeral that whoever of the seven department managers of the Bio-Intelligence Group can catch Professor Qiqi who has defected to the Ni'an Society will be the head of the Bio-Intelligence Group?"

Kazama placed a pink finger between his lips and raised his eyes to think for a second.

"It's a good idea. The Bio-Intelligence Team has always been weak in combat effectiveness. It is a challenge for them to let the department managers who claim to be smart organize a raid on the Ni'an Society and catch the criminals. But this process may be very long. Before any manager achieves the goal, who should lead the Bio-Intelligence Team?"

Qin Jiandan was in a dilemma - in theory, Feng Jian was very suitable to take charge temporarily, but she had already spent a lot of energy on remote control of the Falling Cherry Group, so it was not suitable for her to take on two roles. Although with Feng Jian's intelligence, it was not difficult to manage two groups at the same time, the most important thing was that the master did not trust her. If he gave her such great power, the master would be furious when he heard about it.

Feng Jian: "Why don't we announce at the funeral that the young master's senior brother, Ouyang Suixing, will serve as the temporary leader of the intelligence team."

"Huh? What's wrong with your brain, Fengjian? Can a pervert like my senior brother be the team leader? Let's not even talk about whether my master would agree. By then, all the men in the brainstorming team will be in danger!"

Feng Jian shook his head: "Of course it's fake news. There's no way to contact Ouyang Suixing now. But the eldest brother has a considerable deterrent effect on the Ni'an Society, and even on the Night Dragon Society itself. If there is any blind department manager who opposes this at the funeral, maybe he will be exploited by the real eldest brother that night?"

Putting himself in the department manager's shoes, even Qin Jiandan broke out in a sweat.

Senior Brother is an exceptional martial artist. If I didn't know the Steel Armor Breathing Technique and possess a door as strong as steel, even I would be at risk of being partially exploited.

Thinking more deeply, Qin Jiandan felt that Feng Jian should not be underestimated, as he was able to use psychology to control his master.

The master hated Feng Jian because he thought that Feng Jian had ulterior motives and was a little bitch who might betray the guild at any time. But the eldest brother had already betrayed the guild a long time ago and was an ungrateful person who repaid kindness with enmity.

If the master heard that the eldest brother had succeeded the leader of the Shengzhi team, his beard would be so angry that it would fly. At this time, tell the master that the eldest brother was a fraud and that Fengjian was currently in charge. As long as one of the department managers below avenged Zhu Laoer, he would be promoted immediately. The discussion ended at 3: in the morning. Qin Jiandan returned to the lounge next door to sleep, perfectly avoiding Wangyou who had just come out of the bath.

The bed in the presidential suite was very soft. Qin Jiandan was not bitten by the mutant mosquitoes, nor was he attacked by girls at night. He slept until dawn.

After Qin Jiandan got up, she ate the breakfast prepared by the Bio-Intelligence Team. Wangyou insisted that she taste the poison first. Qin Jiandan thought it was a bit unnecessary, but seeing her worried and serious way of testing the poison, she admired her efforts.

"Fortunately you are not Xiao Xia, otherwise I would suspect that you were using the excuse of testing poison to actually steal my food..."

"Ah - sneeze!"

Xiaoxia was extremely bored at the headquarters and couldn't find Fengjian after getting up, so she sneezed loudly.

With Feng Jian in charge of the overall situation, the nine ninjas (four of whom stayed behind) protected personal safety, and the intelligence team began to prepare for Zhu Laoer's funeral in an orderly manner.

All seven department managers were present and tried their best to perform.

"The coffin must be made of golden nanmu wood, the shroud must be made of golden jade, and the corpse must be made of the most expensive black pig from a vertical farm... What, the young master said that a mutant wild boar would be fine?"

"Have you started writing invitations? Don't forget the senior officials of the Night Dragon Society, as well as Inspector Mu Yue and Valei of the Police Department! One of them is your future sister-in-law, and the other is the shadow leader of the Fire Tongs Group!"

"I heard that the amazing professor who betrayed the Bio-Intelligence Team might not be dead yet. I must avenge the team leader and crush the remaining half of his head!"

"Alright, alright, stop showing your loyalty. I think you heard rumors and know who can avenge the team leader and become the next team leader, right?"

"Damn, I want to avenge my team leader, so what? I'm not like you guys, I don't have the guts to go to the Ni'an Society, I have to queue up at Sister Yongzhong's place all day long - is this how I avenge my team leader?"

"Eh? I have nowhere to vent my anger, so what's wrong with me going to queue? Sister Yongzhong's body is a machine and won't break down anyway. I can also get information and interrogate the magical professor for intelligence!"

"Ah--bah! Are you full of anger? I don't even want to talk to you!"

"You two stop arguing! Let me ask you, do you know what the leader believed in when he was alive? Should we invite monks or Taoist priests to his funeral?"

Because of the order of the president Qin Qi, the worship of God (Gade) and various foreign religions are strictly prohibited in the Yelonghui territory. Ordinary people can turn a blind eye to their beliefs, but if cadres dare to believe in them, they will be dealt with seriously immediately.

"I don't know... The team leader just likes money. It seems that he believes in Buddhism rather than Taoism? I heard that the team leader spent a lot of money to buy relics."

"You believe in Buddhism, right? Well, let's make it grand and invite 100 monks to chant sutras for the deceased at the funeral! Post a notice for me and ask all the monks nearby who want to make money to come to the Shengzhi Group to gather!"

(End of this chapter)