It is getting closer to Mr. Mo’s 80th birthday.

On this day, Huo Han had some differences when he confirmed the invitation list with Mo Tingqian.

Of course, there is also Mr. Mo’s opinion.

The red invitation letter was full of joy, an old man squinted his eyes and smiled very kindly, and he looked like he was drawn according to the avatar of Mr. Mo. This idea was proposed by Huo Han.

"Zhang Shengquan, Li State-owned Enterprise, Yang Furao..."

When Huo Han recited the names of the older generation, sometimes the corners of his mouth couldn't close.

Are the old people who have always loved to promote patriotism? This name is really unique?

They are just right.

"Grandpa, are these your old friends?"

"Well, they are all old, these are still there, and some are gone long ago."

The old man replied to Huo Han, with a smile on his face, but a trace of sadness flashed across his face.

"That's really a blessing. You are eighty, and I guess everyone is the same."

The long river of time will always swallow everyone one by one. Don’t hurry, take your time.

"It's all the same, they're all old bones, and they can still be connected. Some of them are afraid that they will never meet again in this life."

Huo Han looked at the old man's expression deeply, his face a lot older, as if his head turned pale even more than the first time she saw him.

She took a look at the old man's name and address, and she had to invite these people in person, so that she could seem sincere.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world. If you are lucky enough to meet, it is not in vain to come here to have a trip. Grandpa, am I right?"

Huo Han smiled and pounded his shoulders with both hands.

In the old man's eyes, something was overflowing, with a cold and wet feeling, and he was stuttering, "Yes, yes, not bad."

Mo Tingqian naturally heard it, his eyes faded and his deep eyes absorbed the quietness of everything, indifferent and cold.

Qingyue's eyes shook on the two people, "Huo Han, push him upstairs to rest, I will do these things."

Mo Tingqian mixed all the list and mixed them all in his own hands, preparing to start a reasonable list.

"That..." The woman came over immediately, her lips pursed unconsciously, and she was a little panicked, "I'll do it."

"go."

Mo Tingqian spit out a word, and he was too domineering to argue.

Huo Han clearly wanted to say something, his scalp was numb, and he didn't want to see Mo Tingqian's face. He pushed the old man and quickly evacuated the scene.

Mo Tingqian didn't know why she was so nervous, so he took out his cell phone and saw Huo Han finally pushing the old man away from here and asked there, "I sent you to find the person you are looking for?" The other party's tone was very regretful, "President, there are too few details. At present, the only one who can only be investigated is the woman that the master wanted to meet back then. Later, he married a good family and moved his family to the city. He went around for many years. It is said that later the dignitaries and nobles returned to the one they were back then.

The countryside, but after that, never came back. It is unknown whether there was a change of appearance."

After hearing this news, Mo Tingqian's heart was very calm, and no one was volatile, probably as expected.

The old man has always had someone he really wanted to meet, and he knows who it is.

"Since that's the case, forget it, there's no need to continue this matter."

He has been searching for it, but there have never been any clues.

"Yes, President." The man's voice was also very regrettable, but that's the case.

After a while, he put his eyes back on the list of those personnel and sorted them out one by one.

The old man’s 80th birthday depends on his physical condition. I don’t know if he can still be there after ten years.

I wanted to give him a surprise, but in the end I seemed to be helpless.

Just as Mo Tingqian was sorting out the list, about ten minutes passed, Huo Han got down from the upper floor, stood at the entrance of the stairs, hesitating left and right, looking very panicked.

A person's sixth sense has always been very accurate. He feels that there are eyes staring at him behind him. Mo Tingqian opens his voice, "Come here."

The woman trembled with her fingers, shivering, feeling helpless.

Is it honestly or as if nothing happened?

When she walked to Mo Tingqian, the man continued to ask her, "What are you nervous? I see if you are hiding something from me."

After saying this, Huo Han simply faced the challenge with his scalp and said, "I'm indeed hiding something from you. Listen to me first."

His fingertips suddenly burst into the air, and a trace of obvious hesitation condensed into a ball in his sight.

Huo Han still chose to confess, "That's right, grandpa asked me if I wanted to invite Li Qianxun..."

"Li Qianxun?"

Huo Han nodded firmly, "I said it's casual, and I don't expect him to come. His temperament doesn't take anything seriously. If I can invite him, I am also Amitabha."

"Why do you want Li Qianxun?"

Suddenly, all the invitation letters in his hand fell out of his palm, slid on the table, stood up, and looked at her with a look.

Huo Han saw himself in his eyes and saw displeasure.

OK, what to expect.

"Grandpa said, Li Qianxun is mine... Brother, it's because of a kinship, so I must invite him..."

"Sure?" raised his eyebrows and raised his tail.

Huo Han nodded and thought, "Yes, I said it certainly. But I don't even know anyone else. It's like disappearing during this period."

Huo Han complained helplessly and held his forehead. He really couldn't imagine where these people would go.

This is the city. Logically speaking, it is not difficult to find someone. I can only say that the hidden facts are too clever.

After saying this, Mo Tingqian's face suddenly turned sharply, "What else did the old man say? What if I crossed out his name?"

His rough movements attracted the list of personnel. Huo Han has always done this. He was busy with business and couldn't get rid of it, so the old man didn't let him touch it.

Sure enough, in an inconspicuous corner, the three words Li Qianxun were on it.

"No, calm down. I see my grandfather, I like him very much. I asked me about him several times. I think this may not be a good thing."

Maybe they can become friendly and harmonious.

If Mo Tingqian knew about Huo Han's idea, the first word would probably mean that she was stupid.

He took a pen, and his actions were undeniable.

The black carbon pen has always the best stability and cannot be changed once it is cut.

That stroke was so merciless.

"What are you doing? The old man knows that he will get angry. He just asked him to do it once, why should he do it so amazing?"

Huo Han snatched the list, and looked at the handwriting on it and felt really a pity.

I'm afraid I'll have to re-customize a new one later.

"This person is not allowed to enter the Mo family." The pen was thrown away and the words were left behind.
Chapter completed!