At this moment, a majestic figure appeared. It was Duan Ancheng, who had recently failed in his official career, and was also Duan Jiuer's father.
"Dad, it's your birthday tomorrow, do you still want to send out invitations?"
Duan Ancheng spoke hesitantly.
Every year for Duan Tianzhao's birthday, there was no need to send out invitations. All the famous people came rushing to visit. But now, there was no one.
"No need, we are tired of working hard on people and money every birthday. This year, just our family can have a simple meal. If other people come, they will be welcomed with a pair of bowls and chopsticks. If they don't come, there is no need to force them."
Duan Tianzhao is worthy of being the head of the old family. He sees things very clearly and still has a kind smile on his face.
As long as he is here, it will be impossible for some people to bring down the Duan family.
The Wang family also chose to celebrate their birthdays tomorrow, which was obviously against him, but it was good that a friend in need was a friend indeed, and he also took a good look at who were the Duan family's true friends.
"Old Master, someone sent a letter!"
The old housekeeper of the Duan family walked in, holding a letter in his hand.
Duan Tianzhao took a look and felt a little strange. Now that information is so developed and everything can be solved with just a phone call, why would he still write letters? Could there be fraud in it?
What Duan Tianzhao thought of, Duan Ancheng naturally thought of it too.
"Who sent it, have you seen clearly?"
Duan Ancheng stepped in front of Duan Tianzhao, protecting his old father behind him, and looked at the envelope in the butler's hand.
"When I replied to the uncle, he was a beggar. He didn't say anything, just left the letter at the door and left."
The old housekeeper spoke respectfully.
"Boss, it's not that exaggerated. He can still kill me blatantly. Jiu'er, take the letter and read it to grandpa."
Duan Tianzhao scolded, and Duan Ancheng had no choice but to take the envelope and hand it to Duan Jiuer.
"Yes, Grandpa!"
Duan Jiuer took the letter, opened it and took a look. When his eyes fell on the balance, his eyes suddenly widened.
"What's wrong? Could it be that it was sent by an old guy from the Wang family?"
Duan Ancheng saw his daughter's expression and spoke anxiously.
"Grandpa, look!"
Duan Jiuer handed the letter to Duan Tianzhao, looked at it, and wrote a few words: I wish the old man a happy birthday and good health!
There are only three words in the final payment, which are vigorous and powerful: Fight Xuanyuan!
Duan Tianzhao couldn't believe his eyes, he stared at those three words.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Duan Ancheng noticed something was wrong with the old man and asked hurriedly.
Duan Tianzhao took a deep breath and unfolded the note for everyone to see.
"Dad, this seems impossible. Zhan Xuanyuan is the commander-in-chief of the Southern Territory. How could he appear in Bianjing? Someone must be up to something. We can't believe it!"
Duan Ancheng's first reaction was that it was impossible.
"Find your brothers, I want to hold a meeting!"
Duan Tianzhao put away the note and gave the order calmly.
The old housekeeper took the order and left. Not long after, several middle-aged men came, all of whom were Duan Tianzhao's sons.
"Uncle, Lin Shuai is guarding the Southern Territory and will not leave easily. There must be some fraud involved!"
Duan Anqing, Duan Jiuer's third uncle, spoke up.
Duan Tianzhao shook his head.
"Although there are only a few words in the note, the writing is vigorous and powerful. It seems that he has profound skills. Only Lin Shuai can do it. It shouldn't be fake."
When something happened to Duan Lie, Lin Zhan was Duan Lie's junior brother, and Duan Jiuge was inseparable from him at the base. Lin Zhan would definitely not stand by and watch, and it was not impossible to come to Bianjing.
"I remembered, grandpa, brother Lin Zhan once gave me a New Year's card with his signature on it. Just compare it with it."
After Duan Jiuer finished speaking, he ran to his boudoir. Not long after, he held a New Year's card in his hand.
"Check it out!"
Duan Tianzhao said.
Duan Jiuer opened the New Year's card and put it together with the note. The handwriting was exactly the same!
"It's really Lin Shuai's handwriting, Dad!"
Duan Ancheng's voice trembled. These days were just like years.
"Kisheng, tomorrow, there will be a big banquet here. I want to celebrate my birthday with great fanfare!"
Duan Tianzhao said in a deep voice.
If it is really Lin Zhan who is here, he will definitely show up tomorrow.
Everyone in the Duan family was very excited. Duan Ancheng's voice was trembling and his eyes were red. The life and death of his only nephew was uncertain. His daughter was involved in rumors again, which made him breathless. Now he is fine. Someone from the Southern Territory is here. They The Duan family is saved.
At this time, outside Bianjing City, Lin Zhan's car was surrounded by several black Audis. Through the car window, several fierce men in black could be seen standing in the middle of the road with iron bars in their hands.
"Well done!"
Lin Zhan smiled solemnly, but Shen Changchun, who was driving, could no longer hold back.
"Shuai Lin, you don't need to do it yourself. I can handle these few bastards by myself."
He was brought out by Irene, and Lin Zhan must show his strength, otherwise, it would be an embarrassment to the captain.
"Don't be impatient for a moment. Let's go down and take a look."
Lin Zhan opened the door and got out of the car. When he saw Lin Zhan getting out of the car, Wang Botong also opened the door and walked out.
"Boy, I don't care where you come from. You dare to snatch something I like, which makes me very unhappy. Now hand over the spirit bead bracelet immediately, otherwise, this is where you will be buried!"
Wang Botong said with a gloomy face that he wanted to get the Lingzhu Bracelet now. The old man lacked nothing and only liked strange and weird things, so he was bound to get the Lingzhu Bracelet.
"Wang Botong, a person has a face and a tree has bark. I bought the Lingzhu bracelet for 30 million yuan. You can't blame others if you don't have money to buy it. Why, if you can't afford it, do you want to rob it? That's all you have to offer!"
Lin Zhan said in a calm tone without even raising his eyelids.
"Fuck, this is Bianjing, I say one, no one dares to say two, you have to give me what I want!"
Wang Botong spoke arrogantly.
Lin Zhan's eyes immediately turned cold.
"What if I don't give it!"
"If you don't give it, it's not up to you. Brothers, kill him for me and don't let him live!"
Wang Baitong took a step back and waved his hand.
Hooray!
More than a dozen men in black rushed out, surrounding Lin Zhan and Shen Changchun.
"Uncle Wang!"
Wang Botong shouted loudly, and as soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man got out of another car, holding a judge's pen in his hand.
Seeing the man get out of the car, Wang Botong showed respect on his face.
The peak of Martial Saint!
Lin Zhan could tell at a glance that the gentle-looking middle-aged man in front of him had an unusual identity. Even Shen Changchun might not be his opponent.
When those men in black saw the gentle man, they also had a look of respect in their eyes. Wang Botong was the eldest young master of the Wang family and their financial backer. Their respect for Wang Botong was superficial, but their respect for the gentle man was... But it comes from the heart.