"The royal nobles, the dukes, are luxurious, dignified and generous...golden coffin."

"Elegant, restrained, calm, wise, wise and calm... Qingfeng Coffin."

in the living room,

Karen was sitting on the small sofa, flipping through the "Coffin Color Book" at home.

What I read out earlier were the two most expensive coffins in the booklet. The adjectives in front of them were added one after another, and the prices were 2.25 million rupees and 2.5 million rupees respectively.

Why the Qingfeng coffin is more expensive than the gold coffin? Probably, this is the price of "elegance".

Uncle Mason had told himself that if the price in the lottery book was reduced by five times, it would be the purchase cost price, but even so, 550,000 rupees and 500,000 rupees were still huge figures.

If Karen remembers correctly, 500,000 rupees is enough to buy a three-bedroom property in a good location in the city;

Alas, in the world of truly wealthy people, a coffin is really worth a house.

"coffee."

"Thank you, aunt."

Aunt Winnie put the coffee on the coffee table and sat on the small sofa opposite.

"Are you having a good few days?" Aunt Winnie asked.

"Yeah." Karen nodded. Mina and the others need to go to school, but he doesn't. Therefore, he has been responsible for cooking these past few days, which has refreshed the family's understanding of food.

The day before yesterday, he specially cooked a "boiled beef" meal. The family's tolerance for spicy food is actually quite good, especially Uncle Mason who was very happy to eat it. As a result, Uncle Mason could walk lamely the next day.

Hemorrhoids occur.

Apart from cooking, he actually had nothing else to do.

Although my grandfather did not help him regain his academic status, he got himself a set of high school textbooks and tutoring books.

Except for the history books that Karen would occasionally flip through, the rest of the books really didn't have much value to him.

"It should be busy in a while. Two elderly people are feeling unwell in Huashuiwan Nursing Home. There are several critically ill patients in the two nearby hospitals that cooperate with us.

In the church, there was also a believer lying dying at home.

At that time, I will recommend your psychological consultation to their families."

"Thank you, aunt."

"When you work for your own company, say thank you. Let's drink coffee. I added sugar to you."

"OK."

Karen clenched her left hand slightly,

Although the coffee was placed on his left hand side, he still used his right hand to pick up the coffee and took a sip.

At this time, the phone rang.

Aunt Winnie got up and answered the phone:

"Hey... um... um... got it."

"Crack."

The sound of hanging up the phone was a bit loud,

The next louder voice was Aunt Winnie’s shout:

"Mason, Mason!"

Uncle Mason, who was drinking black tea and reading the financial newspaper upstairs, immediately dropped everything and came down the stairs quickly while putting on his coat.

Aunt Winnie said: "The stage of the Crown Ballroom collapsed and there were many casualties."

"Oh, Crown Ballroom." Mason nodded immediately.

"Where is the Crown Ballroom?" Aunt Mary's voice came from the stairs.

Mason immediately wondered: "Yes, where is the Crown Ballroom?"

"I know, Mr. Mason, there is an old dance hall on Hill Street." Ron replied.

Previously, he and Paul were actually basking in the sun on chairs in the garden. When there was no work, they often rested all day long.

But this is the case in this industry. Even if you know there will be no work, you still have to reserve waiters and other workers. After all, it is easy to find waiters when something unexpected happens, but it is difficult to find corpse movers;

You can't just ask the neighbors next door to come over and help, right?

Aunt Mary hadn't paid Mrs. Mark the money she paid last time she came to complain. Not only did she not pay her, she even got into a quarrel with her.

"Oh, it's on Hill Street." Uncle Mason turned his head and looked at Aunt Mary who was standing at the top of the stairs. "My dear, you should also prepare. I will try to bring the guests back directly, if there are any guests."

"Okay, dear." Aunt Mary nodded.

Karen, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, saw this scene and felt a little funny. He didn't know it and thought he was driving "120" and needed to be dispatched urgently.

But this is a "business network", right? Not only do families have connections in places like hospitals and nursing homes, but they also have "eyes" in many other places. If they encounter such things, someone will notify them.

This is how buying and selling is done, you have to take the initiative.

"Are there many casualties?" Mason looked at Karen, "Karen, you come too, we have one more helper."

"Okay, uncle."

Uncle Mason got into the cab, while Karen, Paul and Ron folded up the stretcher trolley and placed it in the carriage, then picked up the body bag, etc., and then got into the carriage together.

Before the hearse started, Aunt Winnie threw a stack of brochures from Immelais Death Care Company through the window.

"Let's go!"

Mason gave his sister and wife a firm look, like a general setting off on an expedition.

Aunt Winnie and Aunt Mary also had serious faces, looking forward to the general's triumphant return.

…

The car is going very fast.

Karen has already seen Uncle Mason run through two traffic lights. Fortunately, there are no electronic eyes to take pictures now. As long as the police are not so unlucky that the police are standing nearby, nothing will happen.

Of course, car accidents are not included.

"Can the collapse of the stage be that serious?" Karen asked curiously.

Ron was about to answer,

Uncle Mason, who was driving, spoke first:

"The Crown Ballroom has its own unique stage, which is a reinforced glass stage suspended at a height of nearly five meters. Dancers wearing skirts and miniskirts will dance on it. Standing below, you can look up as much as you like.

Of course, many guests will choose to spend extra money to experience the excitement of high-altitude dancing.

So, if the stage collapses and there are people dancing above and below, it could easily cause terrible consequences."

Ron echoed: "Yes, the price for a dancer there is 5 rupees, and the price for dancing on the glass is 50 rupees, which is really too expensive."

Uncle Mason said: "Money is secondary. The main thing is that the Crown Ballroom is old and in disrepair. I don't dare to go up there. I'm really afraid that I might be hit by an accident someday."

I have seen too many times how miserable the bodies of those who died in accidents at home were."

"Does uncle go there often?" Karen asked.

"I loved going there when I was young, but I haven't gone much since I got married to your aunt. A few years ago, when I went back to Luojia City to visit relatives, I went there two or three times to get together with some of my old friends.

After I actually returned home, I never went there once, and I stopped contacting my old friends."

It’s not that friends dislike the poor and love the rich, it’s purely because Uncle Mason used to be a relatively successful financial person. Now he is the manager of his family’s company. Although he has no shortage of friends and connections, he is completely different.

a different circle.

You can never:

“Hi, friend;

It's painful for you to know that your loved one has passed away, why don't you go dance with me?"

soon,

Hill Street is just around the corner.

Uncle Mason continued to step on the accelerator, then turned into a small lane that was only big enough for one car, crossed again, and quickly came from Front Street to Middle Street.

After driving out of the alley, turn right and stop. It is obvious that Uncle Mason is very familiar with this place.

The building in front has signs such as a movie theater and a gym, but the biggest one is still shining, which is the Crown Ballroom!

Phew, here it is.

At this time, many people had gathered on the street at the entrance and exit. Many of them had blood on their bodies, their heads were bleeding, and some were scared and crying. In short, it was very noisy.

As soon as Karen and others got out of the car, a police car suddenly stopped next to them. Sitting in the passenger seat was a police sergeant wearing a khaki trench coat and a pipe in his mouth. He looked at the car in front of him in surprise.

The Murais hearse,

shouted in astonishment:

"Damn it, Mason, how did you get here faster than the police and the ambulance!!!"
To be continued...