Chapter 412 (1/2)

Luo Shihan said, ”although you are not short of anything. But a small gift represents my heart! If I'm outside, I can buy some calligraphy and paintings for the old man -- ”

” come with me. ”

Han Jue took Luo Shihan to the painting and calligraphy room on the third floor of the club, spread out his pen and paper, and said, ”now you can prepare your gift?”

Luo Shihan pointed to his nose and looked at him in amazement, ”do you want me to draw pictures to celebrate the old man's birthday?”

Lord Zhan nodded.

Luo Shihan couldn't laugh and cry: ”I'm not a painter, and I'm not a calligrapher. My calligraphy and painting are worthless. The old man will beat the calligraphy and painting with random sticks. ”

Han Jue said, ”who dares to move you with me?”

Luo Shihan sat in front of the drawing board, pondered for a long time, and finally wrote a congratulatory word.

”Master Zhan, can you give someone a gift?”

Zhan hanjue raised his eyes and glanced at the calligraphy and painting. The calligraphy was very powerful. Just like her stubborn and resolute character.

At the bottom of her eyes, a happy smile appeared. ”Well written.”

Han Jue found the scroll from the bookcase and carefully framed it for her. Seeing Luo Shihan's still dignified expression, he comforted her and said, ”don't worry. The gifts that the old man receives every year are sent out for charity. Whether you send calligraphy and painting or antiques, they are all the same. ”

Luo Shihan mischievous way: ”since all of them are to make up the number, I'll just put something in at will.”

Zhan hanjue could not help laughing, ”dare to deceive the old man, you are still the first person.”

After the gift box was packed, Lord Zhan handed it to Luo Shihan, ”now come with me to visit the old man.”

Luo Shihan always feels insecure, ”can't you really open it in front of you?”

”All gifts from outsiders are like this.” Said the warlord.