Chapter 891: Chapter 885: Invitation from Old Master Han
“There are many types of lilies, so are suitable for visiting patients, but generally speaking, white lilies are ant for the deceased,” Mu Qingxue explained.
As soon as Mu Qingxue finished speaking, Han Zifeng’s expression beca incredibly colorful. He looked at the flowers in his hand, then at Bai Zhiqing and Lin Yafei, who were looking at him with peculiar gazes, and despite his thick skin, he couldn’t help but blush.
“Third Young Master Han, didn’t you tell the florist you were visiting a patient when you bought the flowers?” Mu Qingxue asked curiously. Logically, any florist should inform their custors about these taboos! This kind of thing shouldn’t happen.
Han Zifeng felt embarrassed and said, “I did… ntion it.”
“That doesn’t make sense. If you ntioned it, I don’t think the florist would give you white lilies!”
Mu Qingxue frowned and said, “Could it be the florist did it on purpose, wanting to embarrass you?”
“Qingxue, you guessed right. The florist truly wanted to see him embarrassed.”
At this mont, Lu Tianxing chid in, “If I hadn’t guessed incorrectly, when Third Young Master Han bought the flowers, he didn’t just buy them but even flirted with the florist’s wife!”
“Uh, big brother, it was an accident, entirely accidental. As the saying goes, a fair lady is a gentleman’s pursuit, and since neither of us is married, I was just strategically making a move,” Han Zifeng said with a sheepish grin.
Bai Zhiqing, Lin Yafei, Mu Qingxue, and others looked at Han Zifeng with exasperation, no wonder the florist sold him a bunch of white lilies; it turns out Han Zifeng had flirted with her, making perfect sense.
“Save your strategic pursuit, keep the flowers for yourself! I don’t need them, give them to when I’m a hundred,” Lu Tianxing said weakly.
He really couldn’t tell if Han Zifeng ca to see him or was an undercover sent by the enemy to annoy him to death.
“I don’t want them either.”
Han Zifeng shook his head, imdiately stood up and walked outside, casually calling a young nurse to help toss the flowers away.
The nurse was puzzled as she glanced at Han Zifeng; it was the first ti she’d seen soone visit a patient and then throw away the flowers. But upon seeing the flowers in Han Zifeng’s hand, she couldn’t help but chuckle, and only after holding back her laughter for quite so ti, she took the lilies from Han Zifeng and walked out.
Han Zifeng walked back into the ward again, with a slight hint of embarrassnt on his face, “Mistake, Big Brother, it was purely a technical mistake. Rest assured, next ti I promise I won’t bring you white lilies again.”
Upon hearing Han Zifeng’s words, Lu Tianxing’s facial muscles twitched. If it weren’t for the circumstances, he would really beat Han Zifeng up. Damn, Han Zifeng definitely didn’t co to see him but ca to pick a fight.
“Third Young Master Han, why aren’t you recuperating at ho and ca here instead?” Suppressing the urge to beat up Han Zifeng, Lu Tianxing changed the topic.
“It’s nothing, just ca to see Big Brother.”
Han Zifeng said with a smile, “Also, Old Sir Han asked to tell you, if you have ti, please visit the Han Family.”
Lu Tianxing was slightly taken aback after hearing this, “You said your grandfather wants to see .”
“Of course, after my grandpa heard about you, he praised you lavishly, saying you’re a real man, courageous in facing all difficulties, a brave fellow. Plus, Big Brother, you don’t know, my grandpa praised yesterday too. He said I’m a loyal and righteous man, standing by my brothers during tis of danger without leaving. Big Brother, you know? This is the first ti Grandpa praised , even when I joined the War God Squad, he just said ‘not bad,'” Han Zifeng said, sowhat excitedly.
In the Han Family, getting Old Master Han to praise soone is extrely difficult. There are many Han Family disciples, but those who truly receive Old Master’s praise are as rare as hen’s teeth. But this ti, Old Master directly praised him, a feeling as rare as receiving a teacher’s complint in school.
Looking at Han Zifeng’s expression, Lu Tianxing wasn’t strange at all; he had seen Old Master Han once before, whose fiery temper was like a barrel of gunpowder. If you didn’t ss up, it was fine, but if you did, you’d definitely be in big trouble.
In modern terms, Old Master Han is like a compass, everything must be done according to rules, strictly without allowing any questioning or errors. If you break the rules, you better be prepared to be scolded harshly.
“Thank your grandpa for the praise on my behalf. I’ll visit personally when I have ti.”
Lu Tianxing didn’t refuse the olive branch offered by the Han Family. He wasn’t foolish; he obviously knew that the invitation from Old Master Han wasn’t rely about appreciating him but because Old Master Han was smart.
Recently, Beijing has been turbulent, with hidden undercurrents. Anyone with a bit of intelligence knows a major storm is brewing. Once this storm hits, no power in Beijing can stay untouched but can align themselves. Aligning with the right team will reap substantial future benefits.
Of course, Old Master Han’s invitation to Lu Tianxing wasn’t about aligning but rather testing if Lu Tianxing was qualified for the Han Family to stand behind him. Even if he wasn’t qualified, maintaining good relations with him was no big deal. Making friends with soone is far better than making enemies.
Old Master Han had this plan in mind. Even if Lu Tianxing wasn’t qualified for Han Family investnt, befriending Lu Tianxing was certainly a good move. A great family can have enemies but shouldn’t create hostility everywhere. The best way for the family’s longevity is to make connections with promising individuals, regardless of whether this investnt fails or succeeds because one successful investnt can double the returns on previous efforts.
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On the other side, at Modu Airport.
Lin Yafei and Xue Man stood there, their expressions sowhat worried as they watched Mandala with a cartoon backpack, visibly showing a trace of unease.
“Manman, have you really decided to go to Beijing?” Lin Yafei said with a grave look at Mandala, fully aware of the dangers Mandala would face in Beijing, a crisis-ridden uncertainty between life and death. Perhaps this farewell might be a permanent one.
“Sister Qian Ru, don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” Mandala replied with a smile, but deep inside, she felt a chill, for this trip to Beijing was to stir up a bloody storm there.
Thanks to Qing Feng for the two rewards!!!!
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