Chapter 194 Underworld funeral?
Lin Yuan called the owner of the funeral shop and conveyed to him the news that everything was done.
The funeral parlor owner was full of surprise on the phone.
"Brother, you got it done so quickly, are you lying to me?"
Lin Yuan rolled his eyes at this and cursed angrily.
"Hey, don't look down on people. Your client is by my side, and he sees everything clearly."
The customer interjected: "Yes, Lin Yuan has done it all. I want to hold a farewell party tomorrow. Boss, please get ready."
When the funeral shop owner heard this, he completely believed it.
He patted his chest and promised on the phone: "Guest, don't worry, there won't be any problems on my side. I promise to bury your friend in a glorious manner tomorrow."
Lin Yuan felt sleepy and yawned.
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow. I'll hang up here first."
He hung up the phone in his hand and said goodbye to the five girls in front of him.
"It's getting late, so let's go back and rest. Five sisters, let's come on time tomorrow."
The five sisters of Death Rose agreed together.
"Of course, we will be there on time."
Lin Yuan nodded and left with the two people around him.
The customer followed Lin Yuan and spoke with admiration in his eyes.
"Brother, I have convinced you too. After the funeral is over tomorrow, I will definitely give you a satisfactory red envelope."
When Lin Yuan heard about this good thing, he accepted it calmly.
"Okay, let's see you tomorrow."
After parting ways with their clients, Lin Yuan and the two found a nearby hotel to stay and slept until the next morning.
"Jingle Bell--"
The piercing sound of the alarm woke Lin Yuan from his sleep. He sat up and looked at the photographer who was sleeping like a dead pig on the other bed.
"Hey, don't sleep. Don't forget that we have business today."
"ah?"
The photographer sat up suddenly and looked around in a daze.
Lin Yuan saw him like this and patted his shoulder funny.
"Stop it, wash your face and leave quickly."
After the two of them washed up happily, they drove the Wuling Hongguang directly to the funeral parlor.
When the owner of the funeral shop saw them arriving, he hurried out to greet them.
He looked behind Lin Yuan and the two of them and asked anxiously.
"Brother, why didn't those extras come over?"
Lin Yuan said with a smile: "With so many people, our Wuling Hongguang can't fit in our car. I'll call them and ask them to come over right now."
He stepped aside and sent a group text message to those Xihai University students who had registered their information.
Soon, a large group of students in suits rushed over aggressively.
The photographer carried his camera and pointed it at the oncoming wave of thugs in suits.
During the live broadcast, netizens were excited.
【Popularity】+1+1+1+1……
——[Good guy, it really looks like that! 】
——[I’m going, my best friend is on camera. If I had known, I would have signed up that day. 】
——[Handsome, it would be great if Lin Yuan went to our university that day. I also want to dress up as a gangster and take a photo to steal the limelight. 】
Lin Yuan looked at the oncoming army of students and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, although they are not as good as professional actors, the momentum of the Wuyangyang group coming over is enough to shoulder the requirements of this client."
He walked up and shouted to the free extras.
"Everyone, please follow the command for all actions, and you are not allowed to mess around without permission. Do you understand?"
This group of energetic college students responded loudly in unison.
"No problem, boss!"
"Depend on--"
Lin Yuan had black lines on his forehead. He didn't expect that he would become the boss of this gang of gangsters.
The photographer shouted to him from the side: "Brother, come on, don't back down!"
Lin Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk up.
He cleared his throat and tried to get into the act.
"Ahem, brothers, please obey my command for a moment."
The thugs in suits had a strange look in their eyes, raised their right arms and shouted.
"Yes, boss!"
In the live broadcast room, netizens burst into laughter after seeing this scene.
——[Bullshit, everyone is now involved! 】
——[It looks so realistic. Aren’t these people really promiscuous? 】
——[Lin Yuan is so impressive. If you put this image in the movie, he would look like a gangster! 】
——[Handsome, I will definitely play the role of this gang leader in the future. 】
When the owner of the funeral shop saw that it was almost time, he hurriedly came over and reminded Lin Yuan.
"Brother, we are almost out of time. Let's go to the customer's house to start the process."
Lin Yuan nodded, looked at him and asked.
"I've recruited the extras for you. Are you ready for the vehicle?"
The owner of the funeral shop patted his chest: "Brother, judging from what you said, can I still hang out here?"
He took out his cell phone and made a call.
Then, I saw black Audis driving up the street in the distance.
When the students in suits saw the black Audis parked in front of them, they all whispered excitedly.
"Good guy, today's show is really big!"
"Of course, I have been watching Lin Yuan's live broadcasts, and he has never been shabby or stingy in his actions."
"It's so cool. I'm on TV now. I'll tell my three sons in the dormitory. They'll be jealous of me." Lin Yuan raised his voice and shouted to everyone present. "Well, let's get started." In front of a public cemetery in the suburbs of Xihai. A black convoy drove in from a distance, which made passers-by who came to pay tribute to their relatives look back in surprise. "What's going on?" Just as they were wondering, the black convoy slowly stopped, and a large number of men in suits walked out of it. "Gangsters!" This thought came to the minds of passers-by, and then their faces changed drastically and they all hid away. Lin Yuan stood at the front of the crowd and was a little embarrassed to see this scene. "Damn, it's a bit too realistic!" But he couldn't stop to explain to others at the moment, so he had to keep a straight face and ordered the army of students behind him. "Everyone, cheer up, do you hear me?" The students in suits who were immersed in the play were all refreshed and agreed in unison. "Yes, Boss!"
Lin Yuan looked at the center of the team, and saw the client holding the urn, and walked out surrounded by a group of relatives and friends.
"It's started!"
He thought to himself, looking at the five girls in black short skirts who ran over at the end of the team.
"Great, they are here too."
Lin Yuan raised his hand to adjust his collar, and put on a cold look on his face.
The photographer carried a camera and followed the team, capturing this spectacular funeral procession in the camera.