Chapter 412

Luo Shihan said, "although you are not short of anything. But a small gift represents my heart! If I'm outside, I can buy some calligraphy and paintings for the old man -- "

" come with me. "

Han Jue took Luo Shihan to the painting and calligraphy room on the third floor of the club, spread out his pen and paper, and said, "now you can prepare your gift?"

Luo Shihan pointed to his nose and looked at him in amazement, "do you want me to draw pictures to celebrate the old man's birthday?"

Lord Zhan nodded.

Luo Shihan couldn't laugh and cry: "I'm not a painter, and I'm not a calligrapher. My calligraphy and painting are worthless. The old man will beat the calligraphy and painting with random sticks. "

Han Jue said, "who dares to move you with me?"

Luo Shihan sat in front of the drawing board, pondered for a long time, and finally wrote a congratulatory word.

"Master Zhan, can you give someone a gift?"

Zhan hanjue raised his eyes and glanced at the calligraphy and painting. The calligraphy was very powerful. Just like her stubborn and resolute character.

At the bottom of her eyes, a happy smile appeared. "Well written."

Han Jue found the scroll from the bookcase and carefully framed it for her. Seeing Luo Shihan's still dignified expression, he comforted her and said, "don't worry. The gifts that the old man receives every year are sent out for charity. Whether you send calligraphy and painting or antiques, they are all the same. "

Luo Shihan mischievous way: "since all of them are to make up the number, I'll just put something in at will."

Zhan hanjue could not help laughing, "dare to deceive the old man, you are still the first person."

After the gift box was packed, Lord Zhan handed it to Luo Shihan, "now come with me to visit the old man."

Luo Shihan always feels insecure, "can't you really open it in front of you?"

"All gifts from outsiders are like this." Said the warlord.

Luo Shi Han is generous.

The old man met the guests in the lobby on the second floor. The media units had been waiting at the entrance of the second floor, and the camera kept flashing at the visitors.

When the elevator door opened, Luo Shihan couldn't open his eyes to the strong flash, and the warlord took her into his arms.

More than a dozen microphones immediately handed them over, "Zhan Shao, you have never been close to women. What's the relationship between you and this beautiful lady?"

Zhan hanjue said coldly, "isn't the sense of smell of media people always the most sensitive? You can't see what our relationship is? "

Luo Shihan's eyes adapted to the strong white light, and tried to break free from the shackles of the cold baron. Nervously explained to the media, "we are just friends, just ordinary friends."

"Don't forget our agreement," warlord warlord whispered to her ear

Luo Shihan's head drooped down like frost.

Lord Zhan took her hand, and his gait was more leisurely than ever before. Walk slowly to the lobby.

In the lobby.

The old man was sitting on a mahogany chair with bodyguards on both sides. In front of him were a group of relatives and friends who had come to celebrate his birthday.

There are many gift boxes in front of him that have been split.

When Han hanjue and Luo Shihan went in, there were still seven or eight people waiting in line to congratulate the old master.

At the moment, kneeling on the ground were the couple from the third room. After presenting the gift box, they said a few more official congratulatory messages.

The old man said with a smile, "I have received your wishes. You don't have to celebrate my birthday in a big way. I just want to see my good grandchildren -- "

just after that, Zhan tingjun, who started his steps, retreated. His face was very dark.

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