Chapter 575: Invitations

"Since there is nothing to do now, then Yun will leave first." Yun Changjin didn't want to stay here too much, and he only came to Han Lao's funeral this time, and the housekeepers were waiting in the car outside.

"Principal Yun should walk slowly, so as not to fall." Mo Zishu opened his mouth when Yun Changjin turned around.

Yun Changjin turned his head and glanced at Mo Zishu meaningfully, and then left the Han family hall with a quick pace.

Only Mo Zishu and Yun Changjin knew that the contest between the two of them was now the real beginning.

"Thank you Fu Ye and Miss Mo this time, and let you all be wronged, when the Han family changes its face, there will be a banquet to invite everyone to come and make amends." Qin Zhao walked in front of everyone at this time and said with a heavy expression.

Everyone understood that Qin Zhao was going to deal with the internal affairs of the Han family, and they would not stop at it.

"Qin Zhao, I have something to ask you separately." Mo Zishu got up and walked to Qin Zhao's side and said.

"Okay." Qin Zhao nodded, and followed Mo Zishu's side around to the back of the hall.

At this time, Shen Nancheng and Iran Lun's people came out of the dungeon with everyone.

"How is Old Han?" Mo Zishu said straight to the point.

When Qin Zhao heard Mo Zishu's words, he was shocked, he didn't expect that Miss Mo would even be able to guess that Han Lao faked his death.

"Han Lao's body is in my room now." Qin Zhao also explained to Mo Zishu the truth.

"Took the fake death pill I made for him earlier." Mo Zishu asked calmly.

"Hmm." Qin Zhao nodded.

"The deadline for the fake death pill must have been told by Han Lao, protect Han Lao's body during this time, don't expose Han Lao's body to the sun, his body functions are now in a state of shutdown, that is, a dead man's state, this is not an illusion caused by the effect of the medicine but a reality." Mo Zishu told Qin Zhao, and she was also relieved in her heart, she thought of the words that Han Lao came to her yesterday, and she understood Han Lao's intentions.

"I know Miss Mo, thank you, Miss Mo." Qin Zhao took a deep breath and sincerely thanked Mo Zishu.

"You still have to thank Han Lao for all this, I hope you don't let him down, all his hopes are pinned on you." Mo Zishu raised her hand and patted Qin Zhao's arm, once Han Lao had the idea of handing over the Han family to her, but she rejected it every time, in fact, she saw that the most likely person in the entire Han family to become the new head of the Han family was Qin Zhao, it was just a matter of time.

"I will, Miss Mo, I won't disappoint you and Han Lao." Qin Zhao nodded solemnly, Mo Zishu couldn't express his gratitude in words for his help, and Han Lao's good intentions and cultivation of him.

"Solve the Han family's broken matter before Han Lao, I'll leave first." Mo Zishu explained Qin Zhao's words before leaving.

Qin Zhao nodded, the that Mo Zishu was referring to was Han Tianran and Han Tianhe.

The people who came to see him off left from Han's house one after another, and Mo Zishu also got into Fu Qingyuan's car and was personally sent back to the hospital by Fu Qingyuan.

The sky was still overcast, but there was a little bit of good luck, at least it didn't rain anymore.

After returning to the hospital, Mo Zishu had an envelope-like letter next to her bed.

"What is this?" Shen Nancheng was very curious and looked at it, but he didn't take it apart.

"Give it to me." Mo Zishu glanced at the letter in Shen Nancheng's hand, the cover was pure white, and a trace of clarity flashed in his heart.

Shen Nancheng flipped through and looked at the letter in his hand, both sides were white and there was no pattern at all, what should be important was contained inside, and the texture was a bit like an invitation.

Mo Zishu turned the letter, opened the packaging on the surface, and only revealed a corner and saw the black and gold invitation inside.

Mo Zishu took out the black and gold invitation, black is the general color of the invitation, and gold is the pattern on the four sides of the invitation, this gold is not ordinary gold, but real gold plating.

"It's a high-class feeling." Shen Nancheng sighed.

At this time, Fu Qingyuan came in from outside the ward, and he had just gone to the dean alone to find out about his girl's physical condition.

"What is this?" Fu Qingyuan also noticed the invitation letter in Mo Zishu's hand, so he asked.

"It should be an invitation." Shen Nancheng replied for Mo Zishu.

Mo Zishu hastily browsed the contents of the invitation, then put the invitation away and threw it aside: "It's nothing." ”

Fu Qingyuan nodded, he saw that Mo Zishu treated this invitation so casually, and it was probably not an important invitation.

"When can I be discharged?" Mo Zishu wanted to ask Fu Qingyuan this question a long time ago, but it was too early to ask.

"Sister Mo, you're just waking up the second day, and you're like being discharged from the hospital." Shen Nancheng was surprised by Mo Zishu's tenacity.

"What, tired of it?" Fu Qingyuan walked to Mo Zishu's bedside and sat down gently, asking with concern.

"A little." Mo Zishu said honestly, "And I don't like hospitals." ”

Fu Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Zishu with a smile.

Mo Zishu saw Fu Qingyuan's expression and knew that there was more than half a chance that her proposal would be feasible.

"Is that okay?" Mo Zishu asked again.

"Yes." Fu Qingyuan couldn't resist Mo Zishu's slightly coquettish appearance, so he could only answer his girl's question helplessly, but there was no way that he had already agreed when his girl said it again.

"Master Fu, you are too indulgent to Sister Mo, Sister Mo's injury is not healed yet." Shen Nancheng was speechless and palely opposed.

Fu Qingyuan just glanced at Shen Nancheng, and Shen Nancheng obediently shut up.

"Mom and Dad and Big Brother, have they all gone back?" Mo Zishu hasn't seen Mo Huaheng and them today.

"Well, I left early in the morning, saying that I had something to go back to deal with, and you were still resting at the time, but Inukai stayed in S City, and it happened that there was going to be a concert in S City these days, and the stage has been set up, and now the stage is being tested." Fu Qingyuan nodded, like a question and answer book, he knew the answer to whatever Mo Zishu asked.

"Okay." Mo Zishu nodded.

"Then you rest first, and I'll go to the company." Fu Qingyuan rubbed Mo Zishu's head.

"Okay." Mo Zishu agreed.

"Nancheng, you stay here." Fu Qingyuan explained to Shen Nancheng in a blink of an eye.

Before Shen Nancheng could agree, Mo Zishu refused: "I don't like to have people watching me when I'm sleeping. ”

After Mo Zishu finished speaking, Shen Nancheng's expression collapsed, and Fu Qingyuan was also stunned, but only later did he understand what Mo Zishu meant.

"Then Nancheng, you should be outside the door." In the end, Fu Qingyuan compromised, his girl couldn't be guarded by no one, otherwise people would run away without permission at that time.

Shen Nancheng nodded resignedly.

After Fu Qingyuan explained, he got up, took the suit jacket on the sofa, put it lightly on the crook of his arm, and walked towards the door and left.

Shen Nancheng naturally followed and left.

When Mo Zishu was left alone in the ward, she took the invitation letter from the pillow again.

The black-gold invitation was pulled out of the white envelope again, and the slender fingers opened the invitation, and soon a line of eye-catching large characters appeared in Mo Zishu's eyes.

"World Piano Performance Association Invitation to the Chryson Concert Hall"

Content:

"World Concert Hall Chryson invites pianist: MS to participate in the concert hall music performance, time: July 1, venue: S country Chryson concert hall."

Finally, there is also the seal of the World Piano Performance Association, and the flower seal of the Chryson Concert Hall.

There is still a week or so left until the time of the music concert.

Mo Zishu thought about it for a while, if she wanted to participate, she would have to arrive in country S two days before the music concert began, and then rush to the concert site to try out the piano and choose the costumes.

But Fu Qingyuan is very troublesome here, and it is estimated that he will not let her go to country S alone.

Thinking about it, Mo Zishu wanted to fall asleep in bed, today she was really physically exhausted, and her body had not recovered yet.

Fu Qingyuan had also rushed to the Fu Group at this time.

"Mr. Fu, this is the comprehensive report of the Fu Group in the past ten days, please take a look." Fu Qingyuan had just sat down in his seat, and he took a stack of materials to Fu Qingyuan.

In the past ten days, Fu Qingyuan has been by Mo Zishu's side, this is the first time to work in the group, and the rest of the time is more than his own hands to take care of the entire Fu Group, so as soon as Mr. Fu arrives, he can't wait to hand over the work.

"Hmm." Fu Qingyuan nodded, took a document and began to browse, but out of the corner of his eye, he still noticed a white envelope on the side of the table.

Seeing Mr. Fu's eyes fall on the envelope, he hurriedly explained: "Mr. Fu, this is an invitation letter from the World Piano Performance Association and the Chryson Concert Hall, inviting Mr. Fu to participate in their upcoming concert. ”

Fu Qingyuan nodded and opened the white envelope, revealing the gray-gold invitation inside.

However, this invitation made Fu Qingyuan feel a little familiar, it was very similar to the invitation that Shushu received just now, but the color was not the same.

"Is there any other color for the invitation to the concert hall?" Fu Qingyuan browsed the content of the invitation letter and asked about it.

He didn't know it, so he stared at the gray-gold invitation in Mr. Fu's hand and thought, "Don't Mr. Fu like the color of this invitation?" He replied calmly: "Mr. Fu, I don't know much about this, I can go and check." ”

Fu Qingyuan looked at the invitation in his hand and pondered for a while, then refused: "No need." ”

"Then Mr. Fu, are you going?" He frowned, feeling strange but not showing it.

"Hmm." Fu Qingyuan nodded, Qingjun's face gradually became serious, put down the invitation letter in his hand and bowed his head and began to deal with the work.