Chapter: 862
The corner of Chen Ning's mouth raised slightly: "You help me prepare a birthday gift for me!"
Dian Chu looked up at Chen Ning with wide eyes, then lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes!"
the next day!
Jizhou City, the Chen family's mansion.
There are lights and festoons everywhere, and there is a lot of celebration.
Today is the 60th birthday of Chen Xiong, the master of the Chen family. Countless dignitaries and dignitaries came here to wish Master Chen his birthday.
Today, Chen Xiong was wearing Baifu Tang suit, and brought his 40-year-old stepwife Haixin, son Chen Jiandong, and a large group of family servants to entertain the distinguished guests who came to celebrate the birthday.
"congratulations!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Chen for being as lucky as Donghai and longevity than Nanshan!"
Those who came to celebrate Chen Xiong's birthday were well-known figures in the underground circles in the northern part of the capital.
Chen Xiong's face was flushed, full of complacency.
The Chen family was able to come to the north from their hometown in the East China Sea, and gain a foothold in the north, becoming a wealthy family in the north.
Chen Xiong is quite proud of his achievements!
It's just that he has long forgotten that without his ex-wife's support and company all the way back then, he would not be where he is today.
The big butler Wang Fu came over at this time, and said respectfully: "Master, Madam, Master, the guests are all here around the same time, and the time is almost up. Do you want to order the back kitchen to start serving the dishes and start the banquet?"
Chen Xiong was smiling, and was about to nod.
But at this moment, a group of people suddenly came outside the door and said loudly that they were here to give gifts to Mr. Chen.
Today is Chen Xiong's big day, there is no reason to refuse a guest to give a gift, he said happily: "Who gave the gift, let them present the gift."
Dian Chu strode in with eighteen men in black suits, each holding a scroll in his hand.
Countless guests at the scene, seeing this scene, all exclaimed.
"My God, who gave the gift, it's such a big show."
"Yes, eighteen people are holding scrolls in their hands, it should be eighteen paintings and calligraphy by famous artists!"
"Tsk tsk, what an extraordinary shot, Mr. Chen still has face."
Chen Xiong, Mrs. Haixin and the others heard the exclamation and discussion of the guests, and their faces became pale.
Dian Chu didn't reveal his identity either, he just ordered the eighteen subordinates behind him, lined up one by one, and said loudly: "Open the present, let Mr. Chen and Mrs. Haixin have a look."
Crash!
Eighteen people, holding eighteen scrolls in their hands, unfolded them together.
The eighteen paintings have a unified style, but they are all hell, and they are eighteen hells.
Each painting is a layer of hell, and in each layer of hell there are ghost messengers who are using torture on a man and a woman.
What kind of knife mountain hell, oil pan hell, everything is available. JrNovels.com
Dian Chu looked up at Chen Ning with wide eyes, then lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes!"
the next day!
Jizhou City, the Chen family's mansion.
There are lights and festoons everywhere, and there is a lot of celebration.
Today is the 60th birthday of Chen Xiong, the master of the Chen family. Countless dignitaries and dignitaries came here to wish Master Chen his birthday.
Today, Chen Xiong was wearing Baifu Tang suit, and brought his 40-year-old stepwife Haixin, son Chen Jiandong, and a large group of family servants to entertain the distinguished guests who came to celebrate the birthday.
"congratulations!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Chen for being as lucky as Donghai and longevity than Nanshan!"
Those who came to celebrate Chen Xiong's birthday were well-known figures in the underground circles in the northern part of the capital.
Chen Xiong's face was flushed, full of complacency.
The Chen family was able to come to the north from their hometown in the East China Sea, and gain a foothold in the north, becoming a wealthy family in the north.
Chen Xiong is quite proud of his achievements!
It's just that he has long forgotten that without his ex-wife's support and company all the way back then, he would not be where he is today.
The big butler Wang Fu came over at this time, and said respectfully: "Master, Madam, Master, the guests are all here around the same time, and the time is almost up. Do you want to order the back kitchen to start serving the dishes and start the banquet?"
Chen Xiong was smiling, and was about to nod.
But at this moment, a group of people suddenly came outside the door and said loudly that they were here to give gifts to Mr. Chen.
Today is Chen Xiong's big day, there is no reason to refuse a guest to give a gift, he said happily: "Who gave the gift, let them present the gift."
Dian Chu strode in with eighteen men in black suits, each holding a scroll in his hand.
Countless guests at the scene, seeing this scene, all exclaimed.
"My God, who gave the gift, it's such a big show."
"Yes, eighteen people are holding scrolls in their hands, it should be eighteen paintings and calligraphy by famous artists!"
"Tsk tsk, what an extraordinary shot, Mr. Chen still has face."
Chen Xiong, Mrs. Haixin and the others heard the exclamation and discussion of the guests, and their faces became pale.
Dian Chu didn't reveal his identity either, he just ordered the eighteen subordinates behind him, lined up one by one, and said loudly: "Open the present, let Mr. Chen and Mrs. Haixin have a look."
Crash!
Eighteen people, holding eighteen scrolls in their hands, unfolded them together.
The eighteen paintings have a unified style, but they are all hell, and they are eighteen hells.
Each painting is a layer of hell, and in each layer of hell there are ghost messengers who are using torture on a man and a woman.
What kind of knife mountain hell, oil pan hell, everything is available. JrNovels.com
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