"Why don't you give us a refund? The problem lies with you. The money must be refunded."

Song Chungang was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

The grandsons of Shuangchunshan were too much and said that they could only choose another cemetery in the cemetery and would not give a refund if they were alive.

"Sir, it's useless to calm your breath and get angry. The principle of our cemetery is to have no refunds."

The person who received them was replaced by the cemetery manager, a middle-aged man with an ugly face and bandit-like appearance. He sat steadily on the chair, hitting his legs on the table, and ignored him to deal with Song Chungang.

"Sir, for your money, I will give you some truth and know who opened this cemetery?

Have you heard of the Tie Brother Jiubao? This is his business. Do you still have to refund the money now?"

When my uncle heard the words "Brother Jiubao Tie", he grabbed Song Chungang's hand, "Second brother, let's go home to discuss and discuss."

"What's wrong with Brother Tie?

Is there anyone who does this business?

I'm going to sue you."

"Go! If you fall in love with someone, you will be frightened. You will be frightened..." Before the manager finished speaking, the office door opened, and a tough man with a shaved hair strode in, and the window glass was buzzing with a loud voice.

"Damn it, I heard someone arguing before I even entered the door. Who is so bold to make trouble on my territory?"

The manager seemed to have a spring installed under his butt, and it bounced from the chair, "Brother Tie, you are here, this person, I have to refund you, I don't listen to any explanation."

Brother Tie stared at a pair of goldfish eyes, looked up and down, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura.

Song Chungang was frightened by the momentum and his voice became much smaller, "It's your problem. When I bought the cemetery, I clearly said it was OK. In less than this week, it turned out to be someone's reservation. Isn't it that you did that?

We can't buy it, right?

But you haven't given a refund yet, so that's all right?

Is this what your business does?"

Brother Tie frowned, "It's the cemetery you bought for 600,000 yuan. I can't tell you! For the sake of your money, I won't care about the quarrel that happened just now. In this way, you can choose the cemetery in my cemetery and I'll give you a discount after you take a look."

"I spent 600,000 yuan. Do you still have a cemetery for 600,000 yuan here?

Even if I choose one, do you still have to find a difference for me?”

“What price difference is looking for?

I won’t charge you any money for carving steles and burying them. If these are not enough, the remaining money will be used as management fees. The property rights of the cemetery are only twenty years. If you have to pay the management fees in twenty years, you won’t have to pay the money in the future.”

Brother Tie waved his hand, "Let's go and choose a cemetery, it's impossible for you to refund the money."

"You guys are so unreasonable."

"Damn, why don't you understand that I've been useless so much? Do you really think I'm patient?"

"Do you still dare to hit someone?"

Song Chungang was also anxious and shouted at Brother Tie.

"Fuck! You dare to yell at Brother Tie, you don't want to live anymore."

The manager was eager to show off in front of the boss, rushed out and punched Song Chungang in the chest.

Song Chungang has two strengths to do farm work for many years.

His father died and was in a bad mood. Now he was beaten, so he naturally couldn't agree. He now fought with the manager.

The old uncle hurried over to break up the fight.

Other staff members in the cemetery surrounded him and pulled the squad. Song Chungang and his uncle got fists several times, and Song Chungang's eyes were beaten blue.

Brother Tie stood aside and never intervened. Perhaps he felt that he was in the wrong.

"Enough, drive them both out."

Seven or eight staff members pushed Song Chungang and the other two out together.

Brother Tie stood at the gate and said to the two of them in a mess under the steps, "I'm still saying that, it's not that I won't sell you. You can choose the cemetery in the cemetery. Today I'm in a good mood and don't know the same as you. If I come to make trouble again, don't blame me for being rude."

Song Chungang was indignant and was forced to leave by his uncle.

"Second brother, the hero is not suffering from the loss in front of him. We have few people. Let's go back and discuss with the eldest brother and Xiaotian before coming."

Song Chunyang used all his strength to spit out phlegm at the gate of the cemetery, then covered his face and cried, "Song Chungang, you are a coward, you are even robbed of the cemetery. Why are you still alive!"

People are most likely to be impulsive when they are extremely emotional. At this time, Song Chungang felt completely disappointed. Thinking of his parents who were still cold and his relatives on the road, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head and bumped into the white marble archway.

The bright red and dazzling blood immediately splattered on the white stone.

"Second brother!"

The old uncle made a shrill sound, not like a human voice, echoing in the valley of Shuangchun Mountain for a long time.

******* "Brother Tie, it's not good. The person who just left here hit our archway."

A staff member ran in panic.

Brother Tie stood up suddenly and asked sternly: "Is the person dead?"

"It seems that there is no, I saw the person who came with him carrying him into the car and leaving."

Brother Tie was already getting out of his knot, and he was relieved when he heard that the person was not dead, "Do you see clearly what car they are driving?"

"I didn't see clearly, it was just a domestic car and a bargain."

"oh!"

Brother Tie sat down again, stroked his hand and slapped the table heavily, "What a fucking old pole, if it weren't for you, would I offend the customer?"

He picked up the phone and scolded Lao Ganzi, "Your mischievous father is not too late, but he died at this time, which almost caused me to have a murder. Damn, I'm still scared now!"

After Lao Ganzi asked what happened on the other side of the phone, he smiled, "Okay, Hu Tie, I don't know you yet. If the 600,000 yuan from that family has entered your pocket, don't think about going out again. You shouldn't thank me for earning two portions of money."

"Get out, it would be fine if nothing happened. If something happened, I will never end with you."

Brother Tie hung up the phone, was irritated, lit a cigarette, and thought about it carefully.

In fact, no one booked the cemetery before Song Chungang bought it, but two days ago, the old Ganzi's lover father died, so Lao Ganzi fell in love with the cemetery and said he would take down everything.

Hu Tie and him had some friendship, and they were all famous sticks in the mountain city, so they had to sell them to the old stick.

Hu Tie is not a fool. Before selling it to Lao Ganzi, he carefully inquired about the buyer named Song Chungang.

After all, in the mountain city, there are only a handful of people who are willing to spend 600,000 yuan to buy a cemetery. If the other party is really a powerful person, he really dare not do this. But he has really heard that there is a person like Song Chungang in the mountain city. With the money he is jealous of Lao Ganzi, his head is hot, which has caused the current situation.

The two people just now were obviously old farmers who farmed, and they could not be any big shots.
Chapter completed!