As the singer's family members, they were people of standing. Continuing to argue would only interfere with the singer's funeral.
"No problem!"
The director readily agreed. "We'll handle all the singer's funeral arrangements, free of charge. We'll also invite a master to help the singer's soul pass on at the memorial service."
At those words.
The family members were quite satisfied. At least the funeral home hadn't shirked its responsibility and had even promised to waive the fees.
"Forget it, just give us a discount. As long as you give my sister a beautiful funeral, that's enough."
"A few people can stay to keep vigil. Everyone else, go home."
Before long.
The family members dispersed, leaving only a few close relatives beside the coffin.
They had originally trusted the funeral home and planned to begin the vigil after the body's makeup was done.
Now that the body had been stolen, they naturally wanted to watch over it themselves. That would be a little safer.
The director didn't dare object. The fact that the family wasn't pursuing the matter further was the best outcome for him.
"Xiaohua, work overtime today and finish the singer's makeup," the director said, turning around.
Hearing this.
Wang Xiaohua looked troubled. With a wry smile, she said, "Director, under the circumstances, we can only use the human-skin mask Ning Yuan made. It might give us better results."
"If we rely on makeup alone, you should understand that the final result will certainly leave something to be desired."
Using a human-skin mask didn't have much to do with applying makeup.
She didn't know whether the family would be willing to have a human-skin mask used on the singer.
"Forget it. I'll call the old master back. Take a few days to rest."
The director shook his head.