Mourning for the underworld?

Lin Yuan called the funeral parlor owner to inform him that everything was settled on his end.

The funeral parlor owner sounded very surprised on the phone.

"Brother, you finished it so fast? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Lin Yuan rolled his eyes at this and cursed impatiently.

"Hey, don't look down on people. Your Client is right here with me, and he saw everything clearly."

The Client interjected, "That's right, Lin Yuan has done everything. I want to hold the farewell tomorrow. Please be ready, boss."

Only then did the funeral parlor owner fully believe him after hearing this.

He patted his chest and promised over the phone, "Guest, please rest assured, there will be no problems on my end. I guarantee your friend will have a grand burial tomorrow."

Lin Yuan felt drowsiness coming on, so he yawned and said,

"Alright, we'll see each other tomorrow. I'm hanging up now."

He hung up the phone and bid farewell to the five Girls in front of him.

"It's getting late, so we're going back to rest. Five sisters, be here on time tomorrow."

The five sisters of Death Rose responded together, "Of course, we will be on time."

Lin Yuan nodded and then left with the two people beside him.

The Client followed Lin Yuan, speaking with admiration in his eyes.

"Brother, I'm truly impressed with you. After this funeral is over tomorrow, I'll definitely give you a satisfactory red envelope."

Lin Yuan heard about this good news and readily accepted it.

"Alright, we'll see each other tomorrow."

After parting with the Client, Lin Yuan and the Photographer found a nearby hotel to stay in, sleeping until early the next morning.

"Ding-a-ling-ling—"

The piercing alarm clock woke Lin Yuan from his sleep. He sat up and looked at the Photographer, who was sleeping like a dead pig on the other bed.

"Hey, don't sleep anymore. Don't forget we have important business today."

"Huh?"

The Photographer suddenly sat up, looking around in a daze.

Seeing him like this, Lin Yuan chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"No more 'huhs', wash your face and let's go."

After a quick wash-up, the two drove the Wuling Hongguang directly to the funeral parlor.

Upon seeing their arrival, the funeral parlor owner quickly came out to greet them.

He looked behind Lin Yuan and the Photographer, asking somewhat anxiously,

"Brother, you mentioned those extras, why haven't they come yet?"

Lin Yuan chuckled, "With so many people, our Wuling Hongguang can't fit them all. I'll make a call and have them come over now."

He walked to the side and sent a group text message to the West Sea University students who had registered.

Soon, a large group of students in suits rushed over, full of momentum.

The Photographer carried his camera, pointing the lens at this wave of approaching 'suit thugs'.

In the live broadcast, netizens were abuzz.

[Popularity] +1+1+1+1…

—[Goodness, it really looks like the real deal!]

—[Oh my, my best friend is on camera! I wish I had signed up that day.]

—[So cool! If Lin Yuan had come to our university that day, I would have wanted to pretend to be a gangster and show off on camera too.]

Lin Yuan looked at the approaching student army and nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad. Although they can't compare to professional actors, the imposing aura of this large group walking over is enough to meet the Client's requirements."

He walked forward and shouted at these free extras,

"Everyone, listen to instructions for all actions later. No unauthorized actions, understood?"

These energized university students responded loudly in unison,

"No problem, Boss!"

"Damn it—"

Lin Yuan's forehead twitched. He hadn't expected to become the 'boss' of these 'gangster thugs'.

The Photographer shouted to him from the side, "Brother, go on, don't back down now!"

Lin Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk forward.

He cleared his throat, trying to get into character.

"Ahem, brothers, everyone listen to my command later."

The 'suit thugs' had a strange glint in their eyes, raising their right arms and shouting,

"Yes, Boss!"

In the live stream, netizens who saw this scene burst into laughter.

—[Awesome! Everyone's in character already!]

—[It looks so real! Are these people really not from the underworld?]

—[Lin Yuan has such an aura! This image, if put into a movie, would definitely be a proper gang boss!]

—[So cool! I definitely want to play a gang boss like that in the future.]

The funeral parlor owner saw that it was almost time, so he quickly came over to remind Lin Yuan.

"Brother, it's almost time. Let's hurry to the Client's house and start the process."

Lin Yuan nodded, looking at him and asking,

"I've arranged the extras for you. You've prepared the vehicles without any problems, right?"

The funeral parlor owner patted his chest, "Brother, what are you saying? Would I abandon my post here?"

He took out his phone and made a call.

Then, a line of black Audis could be seen driving from the distant street.

The students in suits were excited and whispered among themselves as they saw these black Audis stop in front of them.

"Goodness, this is quite a show today!"

"Of course, I always watch Lin Yuan's live broadcasts. He's never stingy or cheap."

"This is so cool! I'm finally on TV! When I go back and tell the three guys in my dorm, they'll definitely be green with envy."

Lin Yuan raised his voice and shouted to everyone present,

"Alright, let's get to work."

In front of a public cemetery in the outskirts of West Sea.

The black motorcade slowly approached from a distance, causing passersby who had come to pay respects to their relatives to turn around in surprise.

"What's going on?"

As they wondered, the black motorcade slowly stopped, and then a large group of men in suits emerged from it.

"Gangsters!"

This thought arose in the minds of the passersby, whose faces then changed dramatically as they quickly moved away.

Lin Yuan stood at the front of the crowd, feeling a bit awkward at this scene.

"Damn it, it's a bit too realistic!"

But at this moment, he couldn't stop to explain to others, so he just maintained a stern face and ordered the student army behind him,

"Everyone, snap to attention, got it?"

The students in suits, fully in character, perked up and responded in unison,

"Yes, Boss!"

Lin Yuan looked towards the center of the procession, where the Client was holding the urn, surrounded by a group of relatives, and walking out.

"It's starting!"

He thought to himself, his gaze falling on the five Girls in black short skirts who were running up at the very end of the procession.

"Good, they're here too."

Lin Yuan raised a hand to adjust his collar, putting on a cold expression.

The Photographer carried his camera, walking alongside the procession, capturing this magnificent funeral procession in his lens.