About a week passed, the lawyer completed the procedures with Zhou Group and completed the process, and Luo Jiahong also received huge amounts of funds in his foreign bank account.

Before leaving Hawaii State, Luo Jiahong made an appointment with a female friend who also settled in the United States. The two had a small ambiguous relationship before, but at that time he was not on this, and they could not use the same energy as each other, so they rarely contacted each other in the end.

Luo Jiahong is 40 years old, without a wife or a child. Over the years, he has devoted all his energy to the company and his nerves have been tense. Now he has decided to give up. Instead, he looks so energetic that he suddenly subconsciously yearns for family life in his heart.

On the weekend, in front of a hotel in Hawaii, Luo Jiahong was stagnant in a convertible Lamborghini supercar. He lowered his head and was about to call. A girl wearing a round sun hat and a light green dress with fair skin and tall figure stepped out from the main entrance: "Jiahong!"

Luo Jiahong turned his head and smiled, pushed the door and got out of the car, picked up the flowers prepared in advance from the co-pilot, and walked over to meet them.

"Wow, supercar, flowers, logos all over your body! Are you so exaggerating now?" The girl was stunned, reached out to take the flowers, looked at Luo Jiahong and teased.

"Release yourself." Luo Jiahong said with a teasing voice: "Take a little more relaxed on vacation!"

"Thank you!" the girl smelled the flowers and looked up and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"It's not long."

"I'm really sorry, I came with my child and my mother, and they were on vacation too." The girl explained casually.

When Luo Jiahong heard this, he was stunned. He put his right hand in his pocket and pinched his T-condom, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?" the girl asked strangely.

Luo Jiahong blinked: "Child?"

"Oh, I'm married."

"…!" Luo Jiahong didn't know what it felt when he heard this, but he still opened the car door for her and said, "Then get in the car, kid."

"Haha, OK!" The girl smiled like a flower and bent over and got into the car.

After more than ten minutes.

On the coastal highway, Luo Jiahong drove a supercar with one hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that you were all married."

"Why don't you get married? Wait for you?" the girl asked teasingly, "I can't afford to wait, I can't get married after I'm waiting."

When Luo Jiahong heard this, he felt a sense of loss for no reason. Only then did he realize that the things he had pursued over the years had finally gained nothing, and those things that were also worth nostalgic and even worth cherishing were also passed by him.

"What are you busy with recently?" the girl asked softly.

"The company is quit, there is no one else, haha."

"It's true? Why don't I believe it?" the girl said in shock, "Who has such great magic power that can make you give up your career."

"No one, I just figured it out myself." Luo Jiahong stared at the front with his eyes and said, "...and... my dad is gone either."

The girl was stunned for a long time and replied, "I'm sorry."

"nothing."

"Then what are your plans for the future? Are you starting a business?"

"I'm okay, I haven't considered entrepreneurship for the time being." Luo Jiahong seemed very literary, but he replied seriously in his heart: "In the second half of his life, I want to take a good look at this world."

"It's really not like what you said."

"Don't it look like it?"

"Well, I feel like you have changed a little!" The girl giggled and sighed, "Wow, I'm so unlucky. Why do you hate me so much when I'm so enthusiastic?"

"Haha!" Luo Jiahong smiled and suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

A violent sense of pushing back came, and the big bull roared on the road.

The buzzing sound, the refreshing sea breeze, the heart-wrenching beauty, and the scenery that looked like a painting hurriedly passed by both sides of the vehicle and walked forward.

"Yo Roar!"

Luo Jiahong roared as if excited and released, looking forward and said, "I said I have changed? Then leave! I will spend money to join an exploration team tomorrow, go to Nanj first, where can I get to know myself again!"

The girl turned her head and looked at Luo Jiahong's side face. For a moment, her heart beat again. Her old love surged in her heart, but when she looked down at her wedding ring, she was calmly happy.

There is no turning back in life, and the missed scenery can only be recalled in my mind.

...

One of them was let go.

One is put on a high position and is still fighting with others and himself.

Hangzhou z Airport.

Lao Ou led four men, after completing the procedures, he walked out of the No. 1 wearing a black suit and holding an urn.

The convoy door bounced open, and Luo Jiajun led a dozen people out of the car and stepped out to greet him.

"Come on, don't see the light, don't see the light!" A middle-aged man following Lao Ou immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Hold an umbrella!"

Hearing the sound, Luo Jiajun immediately took the black umbrella and covered Lao Ou and his urn.

"What should I do next?" Lao Ou asked.

Middle-aged man immediately said, "Just go to the cemetery! My son is carrying an urn..."

"Okay!" Luo Jiajun reached out to take it.

"The soul is walking home, the fallen leaves are back to their roots..." the middle-aged man muttered with sarcasm and pulled open the car door.

...

The convoy moved along the edge of the city and soon arrived at the Luo family's cemetery.

This is a commercial cemetery, but the Luo family’s tomb is not in a public area, but is buried alone. It is backed by a wall and mountain, with water in front of the door, surrounded by green shade, and has excellent feng shui.

Everyone walked along the steps for about ten minutes before they took the urn into the cemetery.

The gentleman in charge of the funeral asked everyone to wait for a moment. He went in and took a look first, then came back and asked, "Your mother's grave is here too, right? Is it buried first?"

Luo Jiajun was stunned when he heard this, while Lao Ou's face changed.

"I thought there was no such thing as a joint burial." The gentleman immediately added: "If the bones were mixed, the grave might have to be moved slightly to the south, because your grave must have been laid out by the gentleman. I just looked at it. Your grandfather was on the top, and then your grandfather, and the second grandfather was on the left and right sides. It was a triangle and arranged in a very regular manner. Do you understand?"

Luo Jiajun's face was gloomy.

"Let's move and just get buried according to the previous rules!" Seeing that he didn't reply, the gentleman immediately added.

Luo Jiajun didn't say anything, turned around and handed the urn to Lao Ou, and walked forward.

"Jiajun, Jiajun!" Lao Ou immediately shouted afterwards.

Luo Jiajun entered the cemetery and turned his head to look south. He saw a tombstone saying, Luo's Qin Cui's tomb!!

Whose?

The main room, Luo Jiahong’s mother’s tomb!
Chapter completed!