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Did he need the approval of a sales manager to make an application? George’s eyes gradually turned sharp. “Manager Moh, figure out your positions. The essence of a tomb relocation application is to let the people in the cetery confirm that the person who moved the tomb is the family of the deceased. It’s to prevent others from impersonating and robbing the tomb, not to let you be high and mighty.”
George’s aura was oppressive and his expression was cold. At this mont, he was the President of Walton Corporation that everyone was afraid of.
The sales manager’s face instantly turned pale. He said repeatedly, “Yes, yes, yes. That’s not what I ant. What I ant was that we knew in advance so that we could help you prepare…” Ever since the Walton family had placed the family tomb in the Evergreen Cetery, this place had beco a treasure land. The supply could not et the demand. There would be so spots inside to take care of so high-ranking officials and nobles. They could provide them in ti when they needed them. Therefore, so people who knew about these internal operations would co to him and ask him to give them a spot or a cetery or sothing. Therefore, Manager Moh had always been flattered. He was used to being arrogant, so he did not confiscate it when he spoke just now. He had used the Walton family as his signboard for a long ti and actually had the illusion of being above everyone.
George didn’t even look at him. “No need.”
Eric sneered. “What do I need you to prepare for our family’s matters? Who are you to our family?” Didn’t you see that their family had a lot of people? Each of them had a hoe. In less than half an hour, they could even dig through cent!
Manager Moh opened his mouth. The Walton family was the signature of their Evergreen Cetery. If the Walton family left, their Ceterys performance would drop by at least half, so how could he let the Walton family move the grave?
Manager Moh lowered his attitude and smiled apologetically. “President Walton, can I understand why you want to move the grave? Did we do sothing wrong? Can you give us a chance to salvage the situation?”
George did not want to waste ti explaining to him. It was Emma who shouted kindly, “Our Mia said it! The feng Shui here is not good. Our ancestor doesn’t like it!”
There were also so people around. When they heard this, they were all stunned. No way? The Walton family said that the feng Shui here was bad? That must an that the feng Shui here was bad! So rich people also began to consider moving the graves. Those who were not so rich regretted it. They spent a lot of money to buy a cetery with bad feng Shui here?
Manager Moh felt a headache coming on. He panicked. “Aiya, this… Who said that our feng Shui here is bad? Kids, don’t spout nonsense.” If word got out, who would co here to buy a cetery?! Those who had just bought would probably refund the cetery! At that ti, wouldn’t the price of their cetery fall? It wasn’t easy for their cetery to rise to 560,000 yuan per square ter. Wouldn’t it fall to 200,000 yuan per square ter? At that ti, everyone who ca here would be poor.
Manager Moh felt a headache coming on. The more anxious he was, the more he couldn’t think before he spoke. “President Walton, look. This child’s words carry no harm. How can we listen to a child for such a big matter? Can a child’s words be counted?” He glanced at Alia. This child’s mouth was so foul. What nonsense was she talking about!
Unexpectedly, when Manager Moh said this, the Walton family looked at him in unison. Their gazes were very unfriendly. Eric held the shovel, as if he was going to co over and beat him up at any ti!
“Get lost!” The hot-tempered Eric patted his palm with a shovel. Manager
Moh wanted to continue fighting, but at this mont, the Walton family’s Old Master spoke and reprimanded with a straight face, “Who is your cetery boss? Do you want to quit?”
Manager Moh choked and did not dare to speak. It was a small matter if he could not sell the cetery. It was a big matter if he offended the Walton family. If he ruined his boss’s business, he would suffer.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” Manager Moh, who had been extrely arrogant in the sales departnt just now, bent down 90 degrees and apologized profusely. “I was insensible. I didn’t an anything else. Please forgive …” With that, he quickly retreated to the side.
Manager Moh watched helplessly as the Walton family moved the grave. They got into the car and left. In the morning, there were special people in the cetery to welco the Walton family. In less than an hour, the Walton family said that they would move the grave. Manager Moh r s heart turned cold.
The salesperson ran over in a hurry and said with a long face, “Manager, the orders we received this morning are all returned now…”
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