From the funeral to the funeral, the Tang family did not specifically notify outsiders of this funeral, and relatives and friends came one after another.

Paper money was burned in front of the tomb, and the entire mountainside was covered with painting circles. Only Teresa, a Westerner, sent a bouquet of flowers when she came.

Burning paper in the rain is extremely sad.

Except for Sun Dao who rushed back from abroad, most of the people of the same age as Tang Xin were his classmates and friends.

Qian Huiyao got the bad news when she was the new department manager in Hongxin. Otherwise, she would not have known it. Many classmates from Tangxin from middle schools and colleges had never heard of the news.

She stood behind the crowd, her head lowered and her ordinary face showed endless pain.

Beside her are new employees in her department. They are ordinary employees. They have never even seen Tang Xin before. At this time, at most, they were infected by the sad atmosphere of the funeral, but what they thought about was more of their jobs.

Hongxin's boss is dead.

What should their external public relations department do?

Qian Huiyao sent them in a simple sentence.

Keep confidential to the outside world.

Block the message.

After all, this is not a positive news. If you promote it, there are disadvantages and no benefits. It is conceivable that outsiders know that some people will watch the fun and some will gloat. Those who are truly sad with the people of the Tang family at this moment are already on the scene.

The domestic market will never report the detailed contents of international terrorist incidents. Putting aside the position, it is also not expected that public opinion will have negative guidance on people's thoughts.

At the end of the funeral, the people present said goodbye to Tang Bin and said a few words of sadness and change in a heavy tone.

Liu Baofeng, Du Chengxiao, Dong Fucai, Jiang Gonghua, Chen Luo, and even Wang Hongxing from the General Equipment Department came to Tang Bin.

"Mr. Tang Xin's accident is the loss of the country, but his contribution to the country will be recorded in history forever."

Wang Hongxing left under the escort of several soldiers. Tang Bin stared at his back in a daze.

At this time, Tang Bin didn't understand what the other person said meant.

What is the relationship between Tang Xin and the military?

As for the history of the past, it is only a confidential archive that will be sealed for a hundred years. Outsiders will not be unaware of Tang Xin's contribution to the national military construction.

It was already dark and people had already gone down the mountain one after another. At this moment, an Audi suddenly stopped at the foot of the mountain. Xia Qingying, who was late, was very distressed.

No one informed her of the funeral!

If she hadn't paid attention to it, she would have missed it.

Although she knew that Tang Xin was not dead, she still had to cater to the sad atmosphere of the funeral on this occasion, and her eyes could not deceive people. So she put on her wide black sunglasses and hurried over, went up the mountain to burn some paper money in front of the grave, exchanged a few simple greetings with Tang Xin's parents, and then hurried down the mountain.

When she returned to the car and took off her glasses, Tang Xin, who was crossing her legs in the back seat of the car, sighed: "I never thought that I would witness my funeral."

Xia Qingying had just met many people who showed sadness. Her heart was infected and she had no intention of talking and laughing. She started the car and said in a daze: "You shouldn't hide it."

Tang Xin's eyes were low and he looked at him, "Looking at the heavy atmosphere on the mountain, I hope that if I really die, someone can tell jokes at my funeral. Those who care about me should remember the moment of my happiness. Western funerals are very humorous."

"Do you regret not really dead?"

"I'm just kidding."

......

Wedding, wedding banquet.

There is a mourning banquet.

Food is the most important thing for people, and it is true.

The town of Linshan is Tang Xin’s hometown. He hired a chef since the morning and held a funeral banquet.

After the funeral, some people left directly, while others drove to attend the funeral banquet.

Tang Xin's parents, Ye Qiu, Cheng Mu, and four were taken away by Teresa. Tang Bin handed over the funeral banquet to Xie Kunfeng to preside over.

The young children among relatives are locked in the house, and the ignorant ones are forbidden from playing inappropriately.

Outside the small attic of Xie’s family, there were tables and chairs for dining. No one of the pedestrians was making loud noises or chatting without any fear of laughter, and they gathered together in groups of three or three and whispered.

Compared to the grandeur of the funeral, the funeral banquet is just a formality.

The only one who came to Fengya Group was Bai Yeyu. The leaders of the municipal government did not come. Jiang Jun attended half public and half privately, Du Chengxiao, He family siblings, Qiu Qiang and Liu Ye, plus Hongxin's staff, etc., the rest were relatives.

Xia Qingying went to the funeral late, and when she arrived at the funeral, she was late.

Because it was raining today, a ceiling was set up above the open-air banquet. Many people knew her, so Xie Qingyun came up and led her to the table with a solemn face.

At the beginning, there were relatives of the Tang and Xie families. Xia Qingying naturally couldn't sit in. The Hongxin staff table was full of people. Xie Qingyun finally arranged her at He Tianci's table. It seemed that they were all Tang Xin's career partners.

The atmosphere on the dining table was low, and no one ate it. Basically, it was just a few bites before putting down the chopsticks, and the man lighted a cigarette and whispered.

Jiang Jun sat next to Bai Yeyu, and he covered his mouth and whispered to Bai Yeyu: "Is it possible that you went to Bangzi Country and left behind future troubles?"

Bai Yeyu had no expression on his face and covered his mouth and whispered: "I checked it. There was no movement in terms of Bangzi. Brother Dong said that if the official Bangzi Country knew what Tang Xin did, it would be a negotiation between the countries and would not come to Tang Xin privately. If it was a gangster organization of Bangzi Country, there would be no energy to blow up the plane. At the same time, Tang Xin's family should have been threatened at the same time, but there was no, so Bangzi Country can be ruled out."

Jiang Junshen nodded with consent, but he was frowning.

In front of everyone, the first question was the explosion of the plane. Did he go to Tang Xin?

If this problem cannot be solved, there is no way to start.

But everyone understands that being able to create an aircraft explosion is already beyond the power behind the scenes.

Putting aside this issue and personal emotions, the haze in everyone's heart is even more intense.

Some people have no difference between living and dying.

Some people are two different situations: living and dying.

Tang Xin happens to be the latter.

Hongxin people are panic, and there is a common problem in all areas involved in the industry: the future.

When Tang Xin was there, everyone tacitly worked hard in a common direction, and that direction was Tang Xin guiding him. He was gone, and many people were confused.

As Hongxin's partners, Dong Fucai, Jiang Jun, Liu Baofeng and others were all temporarily lost. It was not because Tang Xin's death had a blow to their career. They just found that Tang Xin was like a symbol, a totem, and a key to opening a new world.

Xia Qingying took a few bites of food, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, looked at the people around him, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Although today is Tang Xin's funeral, I don't think he is dead."

Jiang Jun knew Xia Qingying and Bai Yeyu knew her, and everyone else was the same. His expression was faint.

Most of them think that Xia Qingying is sentimental and wishful thinking.

Indeed, Tang Xin never saw the corpse when he died.

But on that flight, there were ten people who could not see the body.

Xia Qingying sighed deeply and said, "I have also been paying attention to news from Europe these days. I heard that in Istanbul, a person with severe burns was found on the beach."

"What you said is true?"

He Min slapped the table, and the others also looked surprised.

If it is true, it is at least hope.

Xia Qingying nodded and said, "I am going abroad and going to see it myself."

After saying that, she got up and left the seat.

As soon as she left, He Min hurriedly left.

The men who stayed on this table, Du Chengxiao, Liu Baofeng, Jiang Jun, He Tianci, Bai Yeyu, the five men looked at each other, Jiang Jun looked at He Tianci and asked, "What are your sister doing?"

He Tianci said for granted: "Of course she brought someone to prove it with the clues."

Du Chengxiao and Liu Baofeng shook their heads, they didn't believe it very much anyway.

Even if it is true, it is not their turn to care about it. Naturally, someone will take Tang Xin back as soon as possible.

Bai Yeyu thought about it and stood up and left.

Half an hour later

Fortune Building Top

Dong Fucai sat in the office, facing the floor-to-ceiling window, and seeing the prosperous sky and sea. He sat on the single sofa, holding an empty wine glass in his right hand.

Feng Yuerui stood beside him, showing sadness.

Tang Xin is dead.

As a friend, it is naturally heartbreaking.

And Dong Fucai seemed to have suffered a huge blow.

He witnessed the rise of Tang Xin all the way and is now Tang Xin's partner. In just two years of cooperation with Tang Xin, Fengya Group is now worth more than 70 billion yuan.

If it hadn't been to Tang Xin, Dong Fu would have known that today's Fengya Group would not be so brilliant.

Bang

Bai Yeyu broke into the office, walked quickly, and trembled behind the sofa: "Brother Dong, Tang Xin, may not be dead. Xia Qingying said that he found a living person by the beach in Istanbul."

Dong Fu, who was dead silent in the sculpture, came back to his senses in an instant, raised his proud head, his expression turned a few times, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Brother Dong? Brother Dong?"
To be continued...