Chapter 860, torn!

Qiu Tianci has seven brothers. Except for Qiu Tianci's lineage who is doing business, the other six brothers all take the path of officialdom.

Judging from the national conditions of China, officials, businessmen, businessmen, and officials are ahead of businessmen. If there is no support for officials, it will be difficult for a company to grow and grow. The high-tech industry is better, and a good idea and a good opportunity may be successful. However, traditional industries are definitely not so easy.

When Qiu Tianci's eldest brother Qiu Tianming was still alive, Qiu Family had a great influence in Yanjing. With the death of the old man, Qiu Family's juniors were unable to receive the flag, so there was a situation where the young and yellow people were not allowed to accept it. This is also the reason why Qiu Zhongyong and Qiu Zhongmou could only be considered second-rate young men in Yanjing, and Qiu Yanmei needed to rely on Qin Zongheng to maintain the famous socialite association.

The Eagle's industry is in the south, which should be considered their commercial base. Even though Qin Luo, who is also a southerner, is not interested in business at all, he is still familiar with the names of several enterprise groups under the Eagle's.

Now, Qiu Tianci's death from illness in Yanjing undoubtedly posed a problem for Qiu's family: Should people be buried here or transported back to their hometown in Jinghai for burial?

The room was filled with smoke, and the smoke was not concerned about the presence of the female family members and was sucking the clouds and spitting out the mist without restraint.

No one spoke, only the breathing crowds of different weights and the occasional uncontrollable cough. The room was quiet and dull like a ghost coffin.

"There are no old people, and the matter is on our heads. Let's talk about it. Let's put together a plan and come out. It's not a solution to stop like this. This kind of thing cannot be hidden. If we don't report it today, our enemies will be laughed at." Qiu Yiqing finally spoke after taking a sip of cigarettes.

He is the son of the eldest son Qiu Tianming and the eldest of this group of juniors. Although he is not in the highest position now, he has even been surpassed by the third uncle's son Qiu Yiqun. However, because of the remaining power of the old man in the family, the younger generations in the family still have to unite by his side.

Because the question of where to hold the funeral has not been discussed yet, Mr. Qiu’s servant has not been released yet.

"I think the old friends of the old men are all in Yanjing, so this matter will be handled in Yanjing. It's a problem to be transported around, and the third, fourth, fifth and sixth uncles are not in good health. At such an old age, let them fly to the sea of ​​mirrors. Isn't this a torment?"

"I agree with the third brother."

"Yanjing is the imperial city. If you bury the second master here and share the dragon energy, we younger generations can climb higher in the future, right?"

Qiu Yiyun has been smoking. Since Mr. Qiu fell ill, Qiu's property has been managed by him and his third sister Qiu Yiru. After all, the second son Qiu Yihe is an official and his position is not low, so he cannot interfere in business affairs.

In other words, Qiu Yiyun is now the business helmsman of the enemy family.

Hearing that the nests in Yanjing were proposing to put the old man here for burial, he frowned unconsciously, but his qi cultivation skills were first-class and soon returned to normal.

After extinguishing the cigarette butt on his hand, Qiu Yiyun said in a deep voice: "The old man walked away quickly and didn't leave any word or a word. However, he kept saying that he wanted to return to his roots during his lifetime. If it weren't for the sake of medical treatment, he would probably not have come to Yanjing in his life - I mean, respect the old man's last wish. We all have to work hard to send the old man to his hometown for burial."

"I agree with my dad." Qiu Yanmei walked out of the corner by the window. The house was filled with smoke, and she kept standing by the window to breathe. "The elderly all like to return to their roots. Who would like to fallen leaves to their roots? Moreover, the place that grandfather liked the most during his lifetime was Jinghai, where there were many villagers and many acquaintances. We can also do it a big deal - grandfather has been thrifting all his life, so he has to let him go with glory this time. In Yanjing, can we do it in a big deal?"

"Yes. Grandma is also buried in Jinghai. Do you want to separate the two old people?" Qiu Zhongmou also stood up to help.

This is not to say that his relationship with Qiu Yanmei has eased, but that he can see clearly that this is a dispute between the enemy's capital faction and the local faction.

What if they agree to their proposal to bury their grandfather in Yanjing, and then they propose to move their enemies' property into the capital?

Although every enemy can get a sum of money in the company, it feels completely different to keep the money in your own hands and others.

Why is Qiu Yiyun willing to hand over his wallet?

"According to you, will the second uncle hold the funeral? Can the third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle and sixth uncle still go? If you don't go, that's your own brother. If you go, can your body bear it?"

"The funeral can be handled here, and then the ashes are sent back for burial."

"Most of our enemies are in Yanjing, and only the second uncle and his family are in Jinghai - is it easier for us to go there or are it easy for you to come?"

Sure enough, Qiu Yiyun and Qiu Yanmei's words immediately encountered a counterattack from the Beijing faction.

Qiu Yiyun and Qiu Yanmei looked at each other, with helplessness on their faces.

As they said, except for their lineage developing in the sea of ​​mirrors, the other brothers are all in Yanjing. In terms of numbers and forces, they are far from reaching their own side.

When Qiu Tianci was there, no one dared to fight against this industry. Now that the old man is gone, these people will reach out to pick the fruits of victory.

No one will be reserved in front of money. Brothers are no exception.

Qiu Yiqing knocked on the table and said expressionlessly: "Since everyone has a dispute, it's up to a few old people to decide on this matter. I'll go and see what they say. You can start doing whatever you should do. No matter where you do things, some of the preliminary preparations must be done in advance."

After saying that, Qiu Yiqing got up and left.

Qiu Yiyun looked worried, and he knew that things had been settled.

The third and fourth uncles are all from the capital. Is there any reason why they don’t help their children to help them?

Qiu Yanmei also had a gloomy expression, and she glanced out the window with her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

As if to reflect their mood at this time, the hot weather began to have a hint of cool air. The wind and clouds surging, and in a blink of an eye, big raindrops flew down.

"The rain is coming." Qiu Yanmei stretched out her hand out of the window and let the rain blow the wind, and said softly.

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When I woke up in the morning, the sky outside was dusty. The rain that had fallen overnight was not only unstoppable, but also had a tendency to get heavier and heavier. It seemed as if I wanted to compensate for the drought in the past two months.

"You can rest for another day." Qin Luo thought to himself. On rainy days, there is no reason to go out.

After washing up, Beibei was already sitting on the sofa and playing "Plant vs. Zombies" on Lin Huanxi's mobile phone. Qin Luo went over and pinched Beibei's chubby little face and chatted with her for a while. Then, he picked up a newspaper on the coffee table.

Lin Qingyuan has the habit of reading newspapers on the breakfast table, and Qin Luo has also been infected. He will browse a few news casually before or after meals.

When he finished reading the review section and the entertainment section and was about to put down the newspaper, he was attracted by a servant in the corner of the newspaper.

Seeing the address of the memorial service for relatives and friends, Qin Luo thought to himself that it seemed that they were preparing to hold a funeral in Yanjing.

"Will this stimulate Li Qingcheng?" Qin Luo couldn't help but worry.

After learning about Li Qingcheng's miserable life experience, Qin Luo knew that with her clear personality of love and hate, revenge this time was inevitable.

How far will this battle develop? It is unknown how many people will be involved.

Many times, Qin Luo actually couldn't understand Li Qingcheng.

He supported her and trusted her unconditionally, just because she had never done anything that hurts herself. Moreover, she did too much for herself. She was like a sharp knife, a murderous weapon that only Qin Luo could master.

"Dad Dad--" Beibei, who was playing the game, shook Qin Luo's arm and shouted as if she suddenly remembered something.

"What's wrong?" Qin Luo packed up his mind and asked at the little girl.

"Dad, why is it raining so heavily outside?" Beibei looked at Qin Luo with her innocent eyes wide open.

"Yes." Qin Luo replied casually. Did the little guy just notice it was raining heavily outside now?

"Then will the rain stop after we have breakfast?" Beibei continued.

"It probably won't be possible." Qin Luo stretched out his head and looked at the weather again, and said.

"Oh." Beibei nodded. "Then I won't go to school today. If I get sick from the rain, you, your mother and grandpa will definitely be worried."

"————" Qin Luo looked at Beibei with an incredible look on his face. Is this little brat who knows that he has set a trap for the adults?

"No." Qin Luo simply refused. "You are even more sad if you don't go to school."

"Oh." Beibei lowered her head aggrievedly. "So I'm not as cute as school."

“———”

After breakfast, Qin Luo personally took an umbrella to take Beibei to kindergarten.

While walking on the road, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

Qin Luo took it and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

Qin Luo hesitated for a moment, but answered the phone.

"Hello. Who?"

"Mr. Qin." A man's hoarse voice came from the phone. "I am Tie Hammer. I need to report to you something."

The Iron Hammer is the bodyguard arranged by Qin Luo by Li Qingcheng, and the army elites that Qiao Mu helped find.

Qin Luo once gave them his number, saying that he should call himself immediately when encountering danger or important situations.

Now they call—

Qin Luo's heart suddenly sank and he thought to himself: Could something happened to Li Qingcheng?

"What's the matter?" Qin Luo kept calm and said in a deep voice.

"Ms. Li asked us to prepare a car to attend the memorial service of the enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone hung up. It seemed as if he was worried about being heard.

"Li Qingcheng is going to attend the memorial service?"

Qin Luo was anxious. This silly woman, can’t she be torn by her enemies?
Chapter completed!