Building 18, State Guesthouse. Mr. Yan’s 80th birthday was chosen here.
Originally, Yan Murong wanted to propose to go to Li Jianhua's club, but after thinking for a long time, he still didn't say this.
Building 18 is extremely mysterious. It is said that this is a small building that Taizu lived in the past. From the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, no one has lived in it except Taizu.
After the finalization that night, Mr. Yan personally called Ning Zhandong and invited him to attend his birthday party. After hearing the news, Ning Zhandong immediately made a decision and decided to use Building 18 as the old man's birthday party. on site.
At six o'clock in the evening on the first lunar month, guests arrived one after another. Yan Canghai and Yan Murong, as the eldest son and grandson of the Yan family, must stand at the entrance of the small building to be responsible for greeting.
Looking at the people getting out of the car, Yan Murong thought, fortunately, he didn't set the banquet venue to Li Jianhua. Otherwise, if something happened to these people, it would be a big deal.
The small building is not big, but it is better than the ancient flavor. However, the decoration inside is luxurious and luxurious. Yan Minghua proposed to place one hundred tables, which is to make jokes. Twenty tables are OK in the banquet hall here. One hundred tables can’t even be placed on the roof.
As the birthday party is getting closer and closer, more and more people are coming. Except for the Guo family and the Su family, everyone else comes for the name of the old man.
At this time, a red flag with a police license plate drove over. Waiting for the car to stop, the rear door was opened by a man in a suit who got off the passenger seat. Then Ning Zhandong, wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, walked down. .Ning Kun and a middle-aged woman were also around him.
"Secretary Yan. I'm late. I'm guilty." Ning Zhandong laughed and took the initiative to reach out and hold it with Yan Canghai. Then he took a red box from Ning Kun and stuffed it to Yan Canghai. In his hand, he said, "Boss Yan Dashou. After calling me since the day, I thought about what gift to Mr. Yan should give me. After thinking about it, I really have nothing to give-----Old Yan likes the word ". This box There is a copy of my own words written by me. Just use it as a gift to Mr. Yan. I hope Mr. Yan won’t dislike him. Haha.”
"The leader was joking." Yan Canghai smiled. "It is already a surprise that you can come to attend your father's birthday party in your busy schedule."
"There is something wrong with our name." Ning Zhandong laughed and changed the subject. "Today, we don't care about our identity. How old are I to you? I call you Xiaoyan. You call me Lao Ning. That's it."
"Okay." Yan Canghai didn't refuse either. He stuffed the gift box into Yan Murong's hand. He pointed to the cars blocked behind him and said with a smile. "Then go in first. Look. You are heading towards this stop. It's obviously It hinders traffic.”
"Haha. That's right." Ning Zhandong laughed and the whole family walked inside. When he was passing by Yan Murong, Ning Kun glanced at Yan Murong. At the same time, Yan Murong also saw him. The two nodded slightly and said nothing.
At 7:30, after all the invitations arrived, Yan Murong and his son walked into the building.
"Murong. Tonight is your grandfather's 80th birthday. Give me some peace." Yan Canghai suddenly stopped at the stairs, turned around and looked at Yan Murong and said, "No matter what, you and the two boys of the Chang family and the Ning family are, you can do it. You'll endure it tonight."
"Dad. When will I feel uneasy?" Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "I know even if you don't say it. Whoever makes trouble for the night will be unlucky. I'm not stupid."
"It's good that you know." Yan Canghai nodded and walked upstairs.
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The banquet hall was very lively. Although these people had all the status quo, it was not an extremely serious occasion now. Everyone bragged and chatted together.
Yan Canghai and Yan Murong welcomed guests at the door. Yan Cangyuan and Yan Tong fell into a job to receive them. Seeing Yan Canghai coming in, many people nodded to him with a smile.
Entering the banquet hall, Yan Canghai kept walking. After looking at it, the time was almost over. Then he walked straight to the small stage in front. He took the microphone from the waiter, tapped twice and started the audition.
Seeing Yan Canghai walking up, the banquet hall suddenly became quiet. They knew that the birthday party of the old man of the Yan family was about to begin.
"Everyone, I, Yan Canghai, have lived for most of my life. I claim to understand everything, but I just don't know how to speak." Yan Canghai said with a smile. "So, I won't give any long speeches--- -Today is my father’s 80th birthday. As the eldest son of the Yan family, I am very grateful for your support."
Yan Canghai's words caused a kind laugh. After a pause, he continued to say. "To put it in the words of General Secretary Ning just now, he has no identity today. He only has friends. I am a rough person. I can't say beautiful words. Everyone eats good food. All right."
You are indeed quite thick. Yan Murong began to complain about his father in his heart.
At least there are all people here who are the most famous in China. As soon as these welcome words of thanks come to his mouth, they sound like they are married to their daughters in the countryside. They also eat and drink well.
Soon, after Yan Canghai announced the start of Mr. Yan's birthday party, Mr. Yan, dressed in a bright red Tang suit, walked out of the lounge behind.
The old man usually likes the white Tang suit in the window. He originally wanted to wear that outfit today, but the whole family said nothing. In the end, Yan Minghua ran out at noon and then did this for the old man. A red Tang suit from top to next.
Although the old man is old, he is very strong and walks like a dragon and a tiger.
When the old man appeared in the banquet hall, the atmosphere suddenly became enthusiastic. Amid everyone's blessings, the old man also walked to the stage.
"It seems very lively today." The old man took the microphone and looked at the people in the audience with a smile. "Everyone is busy with me and can come to attend the old man's birthday party. Thank you, old man--- - Our boy didn't want to do it big at first, but I said. I'm so old. How many days can I live? It should be lively. I heard what I just now. But I have to repeat it again. Today. There is no status here. Everyone just keeps it busy."
The old man's words made the people below whisper again, followed by extremely warm applause.
The old man pressed his palm down and signaled to calm down. He said, "Actually, old man, I want to do a lively and fun, and it also has a purpose. As for what purpose it is-----"
As he said that, the old man paused. His eyes swept around the stage and pointed at Yan Murong and said, "It's not for anything else. It's just to let everyone know my grandson. It's better to help you in the future."