The evil spirit bosses are all my husbands

After Wan Jinxin fell asleep, the shadow just bent over like this, lowered his head and kept looking, as if he could never see enough.

"It's so beautiful..." At some point, a low sigh sounded.

When Wan Jinxin woke up, it was already dark.

"Did I only sleep for two or three hours?" Wan Jinxin subconsciously took out his phone to check the time. Although he was in good spirits, he had no doubts.

But he accidentally left the date under the time, and a whole day passed. He not only slept through last night, but also slept through today's day.

Wan Jinxin quickly got up with a grunt.

Didn't the bodyguard yesterday say that there will be a funeral today?It's already this time, is the funeral already over?

How come no one came to wake him up?

But think about what the bodyguard said yesterday. Except for the owner, everyone in this house is the servant and bodyguard of the owner who is preparing for the funeral. Most of the remaining guests are Wan Jinxin. , representatives of companies with some interests involved.

To put it bluntly, I just took advantage of this time to get acquainted, and to please the host by the way.

For people like them, if you don't get up early by yourself, who else do you expect to wake you up?

Wan Jinxin told himself in his heart, it's not surprising!It's just... If the manager finds out about this... I don't know if I can keep the job.

I hope that it will be fine if he is punished, and he must not be fired. It is so difficult to find a job now.

Turning his head, he saw an extra black suit on the shelf at the door, which should have been put in after he fell asleep.

Wan Jinxin lowered his head to look at his smooth and smooth body like a newborn baby. How could he vaguely remember that he was so tired yesterday that he fell asleep right away?

And usually I don't have the habit of sleeping at the first level!

Wan Jinxin shook his head, forget it, the most urgent thing is to go out and see if there are still people who have not left, even if you can't apologize in person, let someone else bring a message.

The suit at the door was prepared for today's funeral. Wan Jinxin changed quickly, washed his face and brushed his teeth in 3 minutes.

Before going out, I took a special look at the cake box next to the pillow.

No one moved, Wan Jinxin was relieved.

Wan Jinxin originally wanted to go out to see who else was there, but he saw Mr. Bodyguard as soon as he went out.

"That's great, Mr. Bodyguard, are you still there?"

"I'm so sorry." Wan Jinxin bowed deeply.

The bodyguard hurriedly jumped aside: "What are you doing? I can't afford such a gift!"

"It's mainly because I overslept today, so I'm only getting up now! Is the master gone? If he's gone, can you please apologize?"

The bodyguard heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that: "I don't think it's a problem! The funeral has not been done yet, and the master usually holds funerals at night. Now you can bring the gift money and follow me to the hall."

"This time is just right to register the gift money, and then wait a few hours, at twelve o'clock in the morning, the process will start."

The business is very skilled!

But this is too strange, as if the host has held many funerals?Who is this master?

Of course you can’t ask directly. Wan Jinxin cautiously knocked on the sidelines: "Excuse me, who is the mourner today? Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

The bodyguard looked at Wan Jinxin with strange eyes again, this time Wan Jinxin could see clearly.

"You mean to ask who died?"

"..." This is too straightforward, no wonder it is a bodyguard.

"I'm just afraid of breaking some taboo! It's also my first time attending this kind of funeral." Wan Jinxin explained.

The bodyguard laughed miserably: "Who knows? When the time is up, I will naturally know."

have no idea?How can it be?Why bother me?

Wan Jinxin looked at the weird bodyguards around him, and silently grabbed the cake box.

Just keep at it, just keep at it for a few more hours.

Entering the hall of Mingfeng Villa, Wan Jinxin found that there were not many people.

There was a row of tables and chairs at the gate, and there were three people sitting there. Wan Jinxin noticed that there were less than ten guests like him holding cake boxes.

And everyone is accompanied by a bodyguard just like him, and among the bodyguards is a legendary female bodyguard who has only been seen in TV movies.

I don't know if they fight, are they as handsome and beautiful as they are in TV movies?

Wan Jinxin carefully counted the number of people, there were exactly nine, and several of them were foreigners at first glance. It seemed that the owner of this house had a lot of energy, and foreign companies even came to participate in this kind of sycophant.

Look at the whole hall again, isn't it said that there are many servants?

Counting their nine guests, nine bodyguards, and three people at the door who are responsible for registering gift money and signatures of guests, the total number of people in the entire hall is only fifty.

"Is everyone here yet?" Wan Jinxin asked the bodyguard beside him.

"I heard that there seem to be many guests today?"

"A lot of guests?"

"Who told you?" the bodyguard asked suspiciously.

"Huh? No one told me, but our manager seems to mean this. Didn't all the cooperative companies send people?"

The bodyguard's face became cold: "It's not here to congratulate, why are so many people here? Are you watching a joke?"

Wan Jinxin was a little flustered immediately: "Then I... this..."

Although I felt that the bodyguard's words were a bit too outspoken, but listening to what he said, it seemed that the host did not welcome others to attend the funeral.

Now that he has come here, although the host has received him well, he feels uncomfortable in case it will affect the company's business in the future...

The manager will definitely blame him for this.

"You don't have to worry, the nine of you were invited by the master, and it won't affect anything." The bodyguard seemed to know what he was thinking.

"Okay, everyone is here, you can register." The oldest old man sitting at the door said.

So Wan Jinxin lined up nine people to register one by one. The black cake box in his hand was opened and handed over to the registrant. The registrant glanced at it and took the box away.

Those who have registered can move around as they please.

Wan Jinxin glanced at it from a distance, and it was really a box full of banknotes, but it didn't look like RMB, it looked like foreign banknotes, and it was not particularly clear which country it was from.

When the person in front of Wan Jinxin opened the box, he could finally see clearly.

Wan Jinxin's eyes widened in surprise. Where is the foreign currency in the box?It is clearly a whole box full of dendeng, neat coins!

It's not uncommon to burn paper for the dead at a funeral, but how can you give money to the host's family and coins?

Is this really good?

Could it be that the coins in your own box are also ghost coins?

Wan Jinxin looked at the face of the master, and there was nothing wrong.