Building 18 of the State Guesthouse, Mr. Yan's 80th birthday was chosen to be held here.

Originally, Yan Murong wanted to propose to go to Li Jianhua's club, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't say it.

Building 18, it can be regarded as extremely mysterious, it is said that this is the small building where Taizu lived in the past, from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, except for Taizu, no one has ever lived in it.

After the finalization that night, the old man Yan personally called Ning Zhandong and invited him to attend his birthday banquet.

On the fourteenth day of the first month, at six o'clock in the evening, the guests arrived one after another, Yan Canghai and Yan Murong, as the eldest son and eldest grandson of the Yan family, must stand at the door of the small building and be responsible for greeting.

Looking at the people who got out of the car one by one, Yan Murong thought to himself, fortunately, the venue of the banquet was not set at Li Jianhua's, otherwise it would be a big deal if something happened to any of these people.

The small building is not big, but it is better than the antique, but the decoration inside is luxurious and luxurious, Yan Minghua proposed to put a hundred tables that is to say, laugh, the banquet hall here can put twenty tables, one hundred tables? I can't put it on the roof.

The time of the birthday banquet is getting closer and closer, and more and more people are coming, except for the Guo family and the Su family, all of them are coming in the name of the old man.

At this time, a red flag with a Chinese police license plate drove over, and when the car stopped, the back door was opened by a man in a suit who got down from the co-pilot, and then, Ning Zhandong, who was dressed in a gray tunic, walked down, followed by Ning Kun and a middle-aged woman.

"Secretary Yan, I'm late, I'm guilty." Ning Zhandong laughed, took the initiative to stretch out his hand and shook it with Yan Canghai, and then took a red box from Ning Kun's hand, stuffed it into Yan Canghai's hand, and said. "Elder Yan's birthday, after calling me from the sky, I thought about what kind of congratulatory gift I should give to Elder Yan, thinking about it, there is really nothing to give - Elder Yan likes words, this box is a pair of words written by myself, so it should be a congratulatory gift to Elder Yan, I hope Elder Yan will not dislike it, haha."

The chief laughed. Yan Canghai said with a smile. "It's a surprise that you can come to your father's birthday party in your busy schedule."

"There's something wrong with the two of us." Ning Zhandong laughed and changed the topic. "Today, regardless of our identity, how old am I to you, I call you Xiaoyan, you call me Lao Ning, that's all."

"Okay." Yan Canghai didn't refuse, stuffed the gift box into Yan Murong's hand, pointed to the few cars blocked behind, and said with a smile. "Then let's go in first, you see, when you go to this station, it's obviously blocking traffic."

"Haha, too." Ning Zhandong laughed, and the family walked inside, but when they passed by Yan Murong's side, Ning Kun's eyes glanced at Yan Murong, and at the same time, Yan Murong also saw him, and the two nodded slightly, without saying anything.

At half past seven, after all the people who said they had invited arrived, Yan Murong and his son walked towards the small building.

"Murong, tonight is your grandfather's eightieth birthday, you give me a little peace." At the staircase, Yan Canghai suddenly stopped, turned to look at Yan Murong, and said. "No matter how you mess with the two boys of the Chang family and the Ning family, tonight, you put up with me."

"Dad, when did I get restless?" Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "Even if you don't say it, I know, whoever makes trouble tonight is unlucky, and I'm not stupid."

"If you know, it's good." Yan Canghai nodded, and then raised his feet and walked upstairs.

The banquet hall was bustling, although the status of these people was not low, but now it was not an extremely serious occasion, everyone raised together to brag and chat.

Yan Canghai and Yan Murong greeted guests at the door, Yan Cangyuan and Yan Tong fell into a job of receiving inside, and when they saw Yan Canghai coming in, many people smiled and nodded to him.

Entering the banquet hall, Yan Canghai didn't stop, and after seeing that the time was almost up, he went straight to the small stage at the front, took the microphone from the waiter's hand, tapped it twice, and began to audition.

Seeing Yan Canghai walking up, the banquet hall suddenly fell silent, they knew that the birthday banquet of the old man of the Yan family was about to start.

"Everyone, I've lived most of my life, and I pride myself on knowing a little bit about everything, but I just don't know how to speak." Yan Canghai said with a smile. "So, I won't make any long speeches - today is my father's 80th birthday, as the son of the Yan family, I thank you very much for your support."

Yan Canghai's words caused a good-natured laugh, and after a pause, he continued. "To paraphrase General Secretary Ning's words just now, there is no identity today, only friends, I am a rough person, I can't say beautiful words, everyone eats and drinks well."

You are indeed quite rough, Yan Murong began to slander his father in his heart.

Anyway, there are all the number one people in China, and as soon as the words of welcome and thanks come to his mouth, it sounds like a rural married girl, and he eats and drinks well?

Soon, after Yan Canghai announced the start of Old Man Yan's birthday banquet, Old Man Yan, dressed in a bright red Tang costume, walked out of the lounge at the back.

Happy events are not white, the old man usually likes the white Tang costume in the window, and he originally wanted to wear that one today, but the whole family said that nothing would work, and in the end, Yan Minghua ran out at noon, and then got the old man such a red Tang costume from top to bottom.

Although the old man is old, his body is very tough, and he walks like a tiger.

When the old man appeared in the banquet hall, the atmosphere immediately became eager, and in the sound of everyone's blessings, the old man also walked to the stage.

"It looks like it's going to be a busy day." The old man took the microphone, looked at the audience with a smile, and said with a smile. "Everyone can come to the old man's birthday banquet in your busy schedule, thank you, old man - our kid didn't want to make a big deal, but I said, I'm so old, I can live a few days, it should be lively. I heard that, but I have to repeat it again. Today, there is no status here, everyone just has to be lively. ”

The old man's words once again caused a small noise from the people below, followed by extremely warm applause.

The old man pressed down on his palm, signaled to be quiet, and said. "Actually, old man, I want to have a purpose, but what is the purpose?"

As he spoke, the old man paused, his eyes swept around the stage, and he pointed at Yan Murong and said. "Not for anything else, just to let everyone know my grandson, and help me in the future."