Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

[Boss, this is the list of employees of the new store [attachment]. When you come back, you can meet them. 】

Gu Xingyan, who was walking on the road, saw the news from Da Tu and replied briefly: "Okay."

The city of Science and Technology Blue Star is changing with each passing day, especially in the past ten years or so, it has become like cheating.

The urban landscape is developing in two directions. One is that the Chinese-style block buildings are becoming more and more original, and the other is developing towards an interstellar style.

There are more foreigners walking on the road than before. Even if they are not deliberately introduced, there are still many international talents rushing to immigrate here to pave the way for the next generation.

but--

"V5V5V5..."

The police car no longer has four wheels and is suspended directly on the road, heading to its destination smoothly and smoothly. Its iconic music has not changed.

The police car flew past and stopped at the community that Gu Xingyan was about to enter.

She only glanced at it curiously but didn't take it to heart. With the verification code sent by the owner, she successfully passed the gate and entered the community.

A few minutes later, a man in his fifties opened the door for her.

"You are my dad's student, Gu Xingyan from the 2032 class, right? Please come in!"

Because he was at his own home, the man did not dress very formally, but he still wore a black outfit.

There were already more than a dozen people gathered in the room, all dressed in black, their faces expressionless, and eerily quiet.

Due to the atmosphere, Gu Xingyan's voice became softer, "I'm here to visit the teacher."

The others didn't know Gu Xingyan, but they all moved aside silently and watched her place a handful of white chrysanthemums in front of the portrait, and then complete the process of adding incense under the guidance of her family members.

After finishing, everyone sat down casually in the living room, served tea, and started chatting about their relationship with the old man.

Basically, they are all Professor Zhang's favorite students.

However, everyone is very curious. Professor Zhang has rarely accepted students in his later years. Gu Xingyan is still the only student who is still willing to come over during the Qingming Festival at such a young age.

"Xiao Gu, I heard from Zhi Qiong that you are a student of class 2032? Why don't I remember that the teacher has ever taken care of such a young junior sister?"

Of course Gu Xingyan is not in the class of 2032. She graduated in 2023, nineteen years ago.

It's just her appearance. If she says she is forty-three years old, people will definitely be suspicious, but if she says she is thirty-three, everyone will think that she is an ordinary person who takes good care of herself.

As for the Class of 2032, it has been six years since graduation. It is neither too long nor too short. Both their family members and fellow seniors cannot remember it clearly.

Gu Xingyan fooled him casually, and everyone was not very interested, so they stopped asking any more questions.

Professor Zhang passed away in a nursing home out of town, but before his son Zhang Zhiqiong recovered, he kept the old man’s ashes at home without thinking of which cemetery to send them to.

Qingming happened to be here again, so everyone could only go to their homes to worship.

"Sorry, I'm addicted to cigarettes. Please excuse me."

Zhang Zhiqiong walked to the balcony, took out a box of imitation e-cigarettes and started smoking wildly.

This kind of smoke has a smell. It smells like burning paper, with a faint fragrance of ink. Many intellectuals like this kind of smoke.

A senior sister next to Gu Xingyan said: "I've never heard of Zhiqiong smoking... Well, I'm over fifty, and I feel so sad..."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Zhang Zhiqiong quickly turned off the e-cigarette and walked towards the door while muttering: "Everyone is already here..."

"Who is it?"

"Check the water meter."

Zhang Zhiqiong's expression immediately changed.

It's already 2042, and the water meter system has long been intelligent, but ordinary people of his age can instantly understand another meaning when they hear these three words.

He quickly opened the door, and sure enough, there were two policemen and his neighbor standing outside.

The young neighbor peeked inside and saw a room full of men and women in black. A flash of surprise flashed across his face, and he told the police with determination: "Look, the evidence is conclusive! This is a columbarium! Comrade, you must help We make the decision!”

The people in the room were confused. More than a dozen people stood up and stood behind Zhang Zhiqiong.

Zhang Zhiqiong said angrily: "What a columbarium? This is the house I have lived in for decades. Don't talk nonsense about the new one you moved in!"

The neighbor was well prepared, pointing to the portrait and candlelight in the house, and shouted: "Ashes, memorial tablets, flowers, and the police comrades and I can smell the smell of burning paper, you still want to make excuses!"

Zhang Zhiqiong had just lost his father not long ago, and his mind was very confused, and his temper suddenly rose: "Today is the Qingming Festival, if I don't worship my parents, how can I worship your family?"

"Listen, police, he admitted it! He also physically assaulted me!"

The police raised their hands to stop both parties and asked everyone to stop saying a few words. "The columbarium is suspected of changing the nature of land use, but it is not that easy to determine. Please don't get excited."

The neighbor asked anxiously: "Can I not be excited? There is a pregnant woman at home! This family burns paper every day and engages in those feudal superstitions, which affects my adults and children. What should I do?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone, including the police, was speechless.

While using feudal superstition to stop others, at the same time believing that these things can affect one's own family, is this a double standard?

Zhang Zhiqiong was like a explosive bag, completely detonated, and shouted out of control: "You damn feudal superstition! Those are my parents! My parents! I will put up a portrait at home to see what's going on! Are you sick? you!"

The two brothers grabbed his arms in time and pulled him behind to calm down. The police comrades were still there...

Gu Xingyan and several senior sisters stepped forward, invited them in in a calm and friendly manner, and explained by the way:

"Look at this house. There are so many daily necessities. It looks like it is inhabited by living people."

"We worship in strict accordance with the regulations. You see, they are all electric candles, electric incense, and electric wooden fish."

"This portrait is like a large tablet computer. You see, if you draw it out, it is a virtual memorial hall in the cloud space. It is an official and formal large website and platform."

"As for the ashes... I haven't chosen a suitable cemetery yet!"

"The smell of burning paper? It must be an electronic cigarette, right? Zhiqiong, bring your cigarette over and show it to others."

The two policemen looked at it and found that there was indeed no violation of regulations, not even the slightest safety hazard. They could only give some safety education as a matter of routine, and gave the two elders of the Zhang family a piece of electronic incense.

A policeman was very embarrassed. He used the epitaph in the Yun Memorial Hall to praise the two elders' achievements during their lifetime.

"Amazing, she's actually a professor at Huaguo University! The old lady was also the director of XX Hospital?! My old man did the surgery at this hospital. Oh, what's going on..."

The more you praise, the more embarrassed you become...

The neighbor didn't buy it at all and wandered around the house.

A senior sister winked at Gu Xingyan: "Xiao Gu, look at him."

Gu Xingyan was following beside him. Whenever his neighbor wanted to rummage through something, he would be pushed by an invisible force inexplicably.

Some people can’t even write the word “respect”!

The originally aggressive neighbor was so frightened that he ran out crying and hiding between the two policemen: "There's a ghost! It's really not clean here! You must have burned something messy just now!"