"How about this, two million, a firm price. If you agree, the burial can be done tomorrow."
Guo Xuyang didn't ask for an exorbitant amount, but it wasn't a small sum either.
Zhao Qingchun looked into Guo Xuyang's eyes and said, "Strictly according to the compensation standards, two million would definitely not be enough. Since my brother is so straightforward, I'll be straightforward too. I agree. However, I won't admit to this amount outside."
"You can just transfer the money to my account the day after tomorrow," Guo Xuyang said.
"Will Mrs. Liu agree?"
"She's in no state to deal with these matters right now."
"Alright. I'll do everything as you say."
Zhao Qingchun didn't care who received the money, as long as Liu Yiyi's body could be buried quickly.
"Also, I need to sort out my brother's personal belongings tomorrow and take them with me."
"That's no problem."
Zhao Qingchun was surprised by Guo Xuyang's straightforwardness and immediately agreed to his subsequent request.
"Let's eat first. We've been busy all day and haven't rested."
"Sure. I'm really hungry. The food on the plane isn't very filling. Your spread is too lavish."
Guo Xuyang said, tearing off a thigh, whether it was turkey or something else, and started eating.
"This stuff tastes so good."
"Eat more if it tastes good. Shall we have a drink, brother?"
Zhao Qingchun raised his glass.
"Come, come. My brother spent his whole life working, enjoying nothing. I really don't know what he worked so hard for."
Guo Xuyang downed his drink in one go.
"Who says not. He didn't take good care of his parents, and his wife is like this. Alas, my brother was like this too. For so many years, except for a few days during festivals, he always ate and slept at the company."
Zhao Qingchun said, feigning emotion.
"Men have a tough time. Come, let's drink until we drop."
Guo Xuyang downed another glass.
"Brother, drink slowly. Drinking like this can harm your health."
Zhao Qingchun was surprised by how aggressively Guo Xuyang drank.
"If you're a man, you drink it down in one gulp. Don't be a sissy."
Guo Xuyang ignored his advice. He intended to get Zhao Qingchun drunk so he could slip into his consciousness and find that password-protected suitcase.
"Brother, I'm old, I really can't drink as much as you."
Zhao Qingchun conceded.
"I'm drinking with you like this because I see you as a straightforward person. If you don't drink, I'll remain suspicious of what you said earlier."
"Alright, today I'll risk it with you, brother. We'll drink however you want. Don't worry, I'll keep my word."
Zhao Qingchun quickly said upon hearing Guo Xuyang's words. He was afraid that if Guo Xuyang disagreed to bury Liu Yiyi quickly, it would cause more trouble. By then, he might not even have a place to cry.
Both were heavy drinkers. They finished five bottles of the case of white wine.
"Drink. Let's keep drinking. Anyone who doesn't drink is a crawly thing."
Zhao Qingchun's speech was slurred, and he gestured with his hand.
"Since my brother said so, let's use bowls. Half each, and then go to sleep."
Guo Xuyang said, opening the remaining bottle and pouring it into two bowls.
"Half each, fair and square. Drink."
Guo Xuyang pushed his half-bowl of wine to Zhao Qingchun, then raised his own and downed it all.
"Refreshing. A man should drink from a big bowl and eat meat heartily."
Unfortunately, Zhao Qingchun had already slumped onto the table, no longer speaking. He was truly drunk.