"All right, Xiu Yuan and Shenhe, please follow me." Hu Tao had never imagined she would actually drum up business out on the street.
With Hu Tao leading the way, they soon arrived at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
As soon as she opened the door, they found Zhongli leisurely enjoying his tea.
When Zhongli noticed the two people following Hu Tao, he slowly set down his tea and stood.
"This is Zhongli, a consultant at our Wangsheng Funeral Parlor," Hu Tao introduced him warmly.
Zhongli responded with a faint smile and a nod.
"These are our clients, Mr. Xiu Yuan and Miss Shenhe. They'd like to book their funerals."
Xiu Yuan and Shenhe likewise smiled faintly and nodded in greeting.
When it came to funerals, Hu Tao set aside her usual mischievous manner and became more solemn and serious.
Zhongli, however, was a little taken aback by what he heard.
In all his time at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, he had never seen young people book their own funerals in advance.
This was a first.
But his surprise lasted only a moment.
With practiced ease, he poured tea for Hu Tao, Xiu Yuan, and Shenhe.
"Please, have a seat," Hu Tao said.
Once Xiu Yuan and Shenhe had sat down, she began asking, "What sort of funeral would you two like?"
"What kinds are there?" Xiu Yuan asked in turn.
"We offer many different kinds of funerals. The most typical and common would be..."
Thanks to Hu Tao's explanation, Shenhe learned quite a bit. She had never imagined there were so many intricacies to a funeral after someone died.
Xiu Yuan already knew all this. He had only asked so Shenhe could learn about it.
"Which kind do you like?" Xiu Yuan asked first.
"Let me think..." She pondered for