Bab 229: Chapter 229 Two Wooden Clumsy Blocks!

"Gululu! Gululu!"

The office door was slightly ajar, and the man who had ordered someone to fetch the urn was secretly peering in from outside.

Watching Yang Qingshan's crazed behavior, he found it difficult to swallow his saliva. Was this their chairman? Who else could do something like desecrating a grave?

"Amitabha! Amitabha!"

The man now constantly felt a chill down his spine and hurriedly pressed his palms together, quietly chanting Amitabha as he quickly left the hallway.

"Three, three of you, please don't come looking for me, I... I didn't order anyone to smash your tombstones, I just had someone take your urns," the man said while standing in the elevator, always feeling like there was someone beside him, pleading with his hands pressed together.

He really had no other choice; he ate the Yang Family's food, so naturally, he had to do their bidding. Yang Qingshan was the chairman, and when he gave an order, what else could he do?