When he walked into the ward and saw Grandma Chu feeding Lele some porridge, Chu Xiaochen's eyes lit up.
"Grandma, what kind of gift would you like to give to the old man on his birthday?"
"Well..." Grandma Chu frowned and thought for a while, "It depends on who it is."
"He is... a very famous old man." Chu Xiaochen said.
Grandma Chu turned around and looked at her, "It's not Luo Jun's family, is it?"
Chu Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hands, "No."
"We can't afford expensive things... I heard that these rich people nowadays like jade and calligraphy and painting... By the way!" Grandma Chu smiled and turned around, "Can't you just write a calligraphy and painting by yourself?
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"Me?" Chu Xiaochen shook his head, "I'm not a famous person."
"That's not what you are saying. Rich people like them are not short of money. The key is one's intention."
Chu Xiaochen thought about it and felt that what grandma said was not unreasonable. He immediately smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I will buy paper later. Please look after Lele."
Grandma Chu looked at her angrily, "You kid, why are you so polite to grandma?"
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Beijing International Circuit.
At this racing venue, which was just completed not long ago, the atmosphere is aroused.
In the stands, all the spectators had stood up, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the two cars on the track.
Accompanied by the roar of the motor, the finish line is getting closer and closer.
At the last corner, the red car, which had been suppressed by the white car, made a beautiful steal, used the corner to overtake, and roared across the finish line.
"yeah!"
Countless people screamed and cheered.
The red racing car stopped far away from the finish line. The door opened and a slender figure wearing a red racing suit got out of the car and raised his hand to take off his helmet.
Her long black hair fell down like a waterfall, and that scene was played simultaneously on all the big screens.
That delicate face was filled with joy without reservation.
"Congratulations to Leng Ran of Team XX for winning this international invitational tournament..."
The whole crowd cheered.
All the members of the motorcade came over cheering, hugged her, lifted her up and threw her into the air.
"Lengran, Lengran, Lengran..."
The voices in the stands shouted in unison. Winning such a game at home in Beijing is not only the pride of Leng Ran, but also the pride of all Chinese people.
Smiling, Leng Ran raised his hand and waved his fist to everyone.
The awards were awarded quickly. The young girl took her trophy, opened the champagne, and let the wine spray out.
In the stands, Mo Fei had a panoramic view of everything on the big screen. Looking at the girl on the podium from a distance, he turned and walked towards the exit.
Leng Ran is eighteen years old today. This race is the first race in her professional racing career. It has a special meaning for Leng Ran.
He stayed for various reasons, just because he wanted to witness her first time in person. Now that he had done that, it was time to leave as promised.
I believe she has many people to share her victory with. At this time, she probably doesn't want to see him.
Walking to the exit, he watched the servant who came to greet him open the car door. He stopped and turned to look at the racing track in the distance again.
"Xiao Xiao, I will come again in two years. Goodbye."
Mo Fei squatted down and got into the car. The bodyguard immediately closed the door and the black car slowly drove away from the racing track.
In the competition venue, surrounded by everyone, Leng Ran returned to her team. The manager gave her a big hug, "Congratulations!"
