"You're the client's family, right?" The director instantly broke into a smile, thinking Wen Yan was quite sensible.
"I'm not really family, it's more of a task for the Scorching Sun Department."
"Same thing, they're all referred to as client's family."
With that, the director relaxed. The Virtue City Funeral House cooperating with the Scorching Sun Department was not an everyday thing, but on average, it happened at least once a week.
Wen Yan wasn't here to work, so everything was fine.
"It's good that you're not here for work. This lousy job, what's so good about it, right?
If I weren't retiring in a few years, I wouldn't want to work either.
You're here early, are you here to send off a client with the first furnace?"
"Yes, this must be burned in the first furnace, and after that, this furnace can't be used for the rest of the day."
"Oh, looks like it's a troublesome one, go ahead, I remember no wealthy folks booked the luxury furnace today, perfect for warming it up."
