Chapter 505

Here, He Wei leads them to the house.

"I said, brother Xing, tell me quickly, who's birthday today?" Liu Zixia was a little surprised. What's the matter?

Not to mention the men in black suits outside, He Wei's military rank shocked Liu Zixia.

The major in his thirties is a young man of talent everywhere. He was promoted quickly!

If it doesn't matter, who believes it?

"Hey, I'll see you later." Lang Wenxing didn't say it or let he Wei say it. He just kept his head down and went in.

He Wei shook his head, obviously knowing Lang Wenxing's mind.

"Oh, Wenxing, here you are."

Inside the room, there was a middle-aged man in casual clothes who was very strong and just came out of the living room.

When he saw Longman star, he also said hello.

Liu Zixia looked up and took a look at the middle-aged man.

Wocao, vice mayor of Jinghua, he Wenzhuo!

Of course, Liu Zixia is very clear about this middle-aged man. He Wenzhuo appears on Jinghua TV station every two days and often attends some activities on behalf of Zhengfu.

I didn't expect that even this one would specially celebrate his birthday. So who is this birthday person?

"Zhuo, long time no see." Lang Wenxing quickly got serious and said, "how are you doing recently? I heard that you are a member of the Standing Committee of the city. Congratulations!"

"You son of a bitch, you know this kind of thing quickly." He Wenzhuo said with a smile: "I tell you, the old man was just talking about you."

"What do you say about me?" Lang Wenxing said curiously, "do you miss me?"

What kind of force do you have? Don't you know?

He Wenzhuo rolled his eyes and said, "I miss you. I want to beat you!"

"Ah?" Lang Wenxing blinked and said, "why?"

"You can't say that. You can figure it out for yourself." He Wenzhuo shook his head, looked at Liu Zixia and said, "Mr. Liu, welcome to this birthday party."

Compared with He Jun and He Wei, he Wenzhuo is more calm. After all, he is a man of official career, and he has seen more star artists like Liu Zixia.

"Hello, vice mayor he." Liu Zixia came forward and shook hands with he Wenzhuo.

"I've heard a lot of your songs, not only full of positive energy, but also with strong emotions."

He Wenzhuo said with a smile: "good night story of Yueyue and journey to the West are also very good. I heard from the cultural propaganda department that some chapters in these two works should be put into the textbooks of primary and secondary schools."

Liu Zixia touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "it's really my honor to be included in primary and secondary school textbooks like little red riding hood."

"No arrogance, no rashness, no haste, we Huaxia are short of writers and artists like you." He Wenzhuo said this sincerely, not officially.

"Come on, drogo, you'll talk about it later."

Lang Wenxing stopped the two people who still had to talk and said, "tell me first, why does the old man want to beat me? I didn't provoke him

"Mr. Liu, let's talk later." He Wenzhuo turned to look at Lang Wenxing and said, "you can't use your head when you talk. Why does the old man want to beat you? You don't know?"

"This..." Lang Wenxing hesitated.

At this time, a thick voice came from the living room: "is that bastard of Xingzi coming? Why don't you get in here? "

Ouch, I'll go!

Lang Wenxing's face suddenly became bitter. With a sad face, he walked towards the living room and lowered his head. It seemed that he was thinking about some countermeasures.

"Mr. Liu, let's go in together." He Wenzhuo patted Liu Zixia on the shoulder and motioned him to follow him into the living room.

As soon as he entered the living room, the first thing Liu Zixia saw was the old man sitting on the chair facing the door.

Seeing this old man, Liu Zixia finally knows who is the person who is celebrating his birthday today!

He Mingxuan!

Like Fang Zhongshu and Lin Canglang, he is also the founder of China and occupies an extremely important position in the modern history of China.

It can be said that the experience of this life runs through the history textbooks of the world from primary school to university, and it is soul stirring enough.

Although he Mingxuan had already retired, he and his family were still active in the military and the political circles of China, and had an extremely important influence on China.

Look at the middle-aged men and women sitting around. Everyone is familiar with them. Even if two or three of them have not appeared in front of the public, they should be military leaders.

I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it!

It's actually in this place. No wonder the protection measures in this small manor are so strict.

Let's not say what's going on here. I'm afraid that if something happens to these people in the room, the whole Chinese army will be shaken.

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"Ah, there are guests!"

When they came into the room, he Mingxuan wanted to teach Lang Wenxing a lesson, but when he saw Liu Zixia, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "you are... Liu Zixia!"

Although he Mingxuan is 80 years old this year, his daily life is very rich, reading books, reading newspapers, watching TV, and even surfing the Internet frequently.

Like Liu Zixia, regardless of whether he is in the Chinese entertainment circle or the literary world, he has a strong influence. It's strange if he Mingxuan doesn't know about him.

"Hello, Mr. He. I'm Liu Zixia."

Liu Zixia stepped forward a few steps, and respectfully made a martial arts family's ancient gift with he Mingxuan. He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the one who celebrated your birthday today, and I didn't bring a gift. Please forgive me."

Liu Zixia complained about Lang Wenxing.

This guy is not telling the truth, but he won't say it.

If it's an ordinary friend of Lang Wenxing's, it's easy to say that Liu Zixia is at best a satirizer.

But now it's good. Liu Zixia is embarrassed, very embarrassed.

In the face of a particularly respectable founder, Liu Zixia felt that it was a very embarrassing thing to meet him for the first time without something to hold.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter."

He Mingxuan burst out laughing, "I'm a very open-minded old man! And you have made an outstanding contribution to our Chinese cultural and entertainment cause. I am the happiest person to have a meal with me. "

"Mr. He, you praise me so much." Liu Zixia felt a little embarrassed.

"My dad's right." The middle-aged man in the left head position said: "I often hear Lao Fang talk about you, not to mention anything else. Just the journey to the West has not only become a world-class classic, but also publicized our traditional Chinese culture."

The middle-aged man's name is he Wenhao, the head of Huaxia cultural propaganda department. He works with Fang Changfeng of the Fang family and is also his leader.

As colleagues, they often talk about Chinese culture.

Liu Zixia is the first person in the series of Chinese traditional culture!

"Uncle Fang is polite." Liu Zixia felt his face was red.

The he family is still very good at speaking!

"That... Brother Ning, did you forget me?"

Just when Liu Zixia wanted to say something more, Lang Wenxing's voice rang.

At this time, Lao Lang's face has been re hung with a smile, or he is re squeezed out a smile.

"Oh, don't forget, there's still a man here!" He Mingxuan squinted at Lang Wenxing, and his tone was cold.

"Godfather, you are celebrating your 80th birthday today. Your son is late."

Lang Wenxing seems to have been used to the indifference of the stars. He walked up with a smile and knelt down before he came to him. He said, "son, I wish you happiness as long as the East China Sea and longevity as long as the South Mountain and never old pine!"

"Xingzi, don't talk to Laozi." He Mingxuan, like a bandit, scolded: "tell me about it yourself. How long has it been since you visited Laozi?"

"Er..." Lang Wenxing's smile suddenly froze on his face, tentatively said: "half, half a year... Oh, no, no, eight months, eight months, I still remember!"

"You still remember your feelings!" He Mingxuan said: "I've been your father for so many years. It seems that your wings are hard. You don't need my father."

"No way

Lang Wenxing laughed and said, "godfather, I'm here? You see, this is a good thing I got from Hotan. Master Yan carefully carved it. How filial I am

As he said this, he opened the small box he was carrying and took out a longevity man about the size of a grapefruit, made entirely of Hetian mutton fat jade.

The lustrous and white seed material is the best suede jade, and the carved longevity man is lifelike. Not only the wrinkles on his clothes are delicate, but even the subtle expression on his face can be seen.

"Ouch, you are too expensive. I dare not accept it. If someone accuses me of taking bribes later, I will be in danger of dying."

Glancing at longwenxing, he Mingxuan sneers.

Liu Zixia is also a little speechless. It seems that he is quite right about Wenxing.

"Not to mention, it's a birthday present from my son." Lang Wenxing continued with a smile: "besides, who dares to say that you are bribed?"

"Son of a bitch." He Mingxuan shook his head, said: "OK, look at the face of this longevity man, you stand up."

"Thank you, Godfather." Lang Wenxing borrows the donkey to go down the slope and stands up. He Mingxuan puts the old man's ornament in front of him.

Touching the old man, he Mingxuan said, "well, is everyone here? Is this family dinner about to start? I'm starving. "

Well, it's still bandit style!

Liu Zixia rolled her eyes. She had heard that he Mingxuan used to be a mustache in the mountains in his early years. Now it seems that he really did.

"Come on, let's go to dinner."

He Mingxuan all spoke, and everyone in the room stood up and walked towards the restaurant behind.

Just now he Lao's mood is not very good, so these middle-aged men and women in the room did not go up to make friends with Liu Zixia.

This meeting is going to have dinner. Everyone walks towards Liu Zixia and talks with him.