Chapter 214: The letter from Mo Haoran’s father

Xue Zangfeng slowly walked to the table, solemnly took out a piece of paper from his arms, and then took out a pen from his pocket, and quietly wrote a few words on the paper.

Seeing Xue Zangfeng so serious, Mo Haoran thought it should be a big deal, so he couldn't help but stand up and walk to Xue Zangfeng's side. Mo Haoran lowered his head and saw the five big words on the paper, and couldn't help but breathe for a while.

I saw five big words like this written on the paper:

"The best-quality silk."

Mo Haoran's powerful man, once told him that in this world, he would be jealous of the best Tian Silk. This thing is equivalent to a priceless treasure, priceless. After making clothes, it feels soft and natural green on your body. More importantly, it is almost invulnerable to the sword after wearing it. Mo Haoran's man only had a close-fitting dress made of the best Tian Silk after he was forty years old.

Tiansilk is called the emerald in the fiber world, so the best Tiansilk is even more immeasurable. Mo Haoran didn’t know what Xue Zangfeng meant to write these five big words? However, he was excited and nervous when he heard these big words.

Mo Haoran understood why Xue Zangfeng was so careful and solemn. Mo Haoran stared at Xue Zangfeng tightly, wanting to wait for him to explain the reason.

When Xue Zangfeng saw Mo Haoran staring at him, he couldn't help but take out a piece of letter paper from his arms and hand it to Mo Haoran. After Mo Haoran opened it, he couldn't help but feel excited. It was actually my own handwriting. Mo Haoran could recognize his handwriting at a glance. Mo Haoran's words were ethereal and elegant, like a cloud of fog in the valley. After disappearing for so long, his father finally got a little news. Mo Haoran couldn't help but feel very excited and quickly opened the letter paper. The words on the paper were very short, just a few words:

"My son Haoran, you have been in danger recently. My father gave you the self-defense Tian Silkworm Treasure Clothes to you."

This is Mo Haoran's father's tone, briefly and powerfully telling the story. Mo Haoran was puzzled, how could he have a bad omen recently? He thought to himself that his father was making some mystery and didn't care. However, hehe, he had been coveting Tiancanbaoyi for a long time. He asked him several times in high school, but he didn't even get it. Now, he has brought it with him with both hands, which is really a happy thing.

Mo Haoran laughed a long time ago and was very happy. As for whether it was a bad omen or not, Mo Haoran had already left it behind. It must be that his father was embarrassed to give him the treasure robe and deliberately made up a reason to make up for excuses.

Xue Zangfeng saw the smile on the corner of Mo Haoran's mouth, wiped the sweat from his forehead due to nervousness. He slowly took out the familiar Tian Silkworm Treasure Clothes from his arms.

Mo Haoran took the Tian Silkworm Treasure Clothes handed over by Xue Zangfeng and bought it softly. This was his father's close-fitting item. Mo Haoran touched the Tian Silkworm Treasure Clothes as if he was back to his father's side.

Xue Zangfeng was also envious of the treasure trotters in Mo Haoran's hand. He knew the preciousness of this thing. Therefore, for so many days, he has been keeping it in close proximity. Even when he saw Mo Haoran and handed the treasure trotters to him, he was cautious. Xue Zangfeng knew clearly that if others knew that Mo Haoran had a top-quality treasure trotters in his arms, then he would have endless troubles to bother him in the future.

After all, Mo Haoran is not his son, and his current ability is not enough to own this Tian Silkworm Treasure Clothes.

Mo Haoran looked at Xue Zangfeng with envy. After he put on the Tiancan treasure clothes, Xue Zangfeng's eyes did not leave his chest for a long time. If it were something else, Mo Haoran would give it to Xue Zangfeng without hesitation. After all, Xue Zangfeng helped him a lot. However, the Tiancan treasure clothes were handed over to him by myself, so he must not give this dress to others. Mo Haoran smiled softly and asked:

"Well, my old man, you were good when you saw him?"

Xue Zangfeng finally slowly turned back from his loss of consciousness. When he heard Mo Haoran's inquiry, he couldn't help but say respectfully:

"I only met once, your father. But it seems that everything is pretty good."

Xue Zangfeng said in his heart that only Mo Haoran dares to call him the old man so casually. Can he have anything wrong with him? "Who else in this world can do anything to him?"

But no matter how much I think about it, Xue Zangfeng didn't dare to say it out loud, and he was very afraid of Mo Haoran's father.

Mo Haoran smiled and said:

"What else does my father have to do except ask you to hand me this dress?"

Xue Zangfeng shook his head and said:

"Nothing else, but I appreciate what you've done recently."

Mo Haoran smiled faintly, and when he thought of his father, he couldn't help but feel warm. Almost what he learned was taught to him by his father. Although his father was sometimes extremely strict with him, Mo Haoran could still feel his deep love for him.

Mo Haoran sat in his seat again and said very kindly:

"Uncle Xue, thank you for helping me with these procedures this time."

Xue Zangfeng finally slowly returned to his usual expression and said lightly:

"Haoran, this is all a small task, but your career has developed very well recently. In about half a month, the bet between you and You Luoting will be fulfilled. Are you prepared? "

Mo Haoran smiled embarrassedly and said:

"What can I prepare? The soldiers come to block the water and cover the soil. I'm waiting for You Luoting to take action?"

Xue Zangfeng also knew that Jiangcheng Satellite TV director Hu Zichong and Xu Qianyi had their own efficiency for so long. It was said that Xu Qianyi would definitely win. However, with You Luoting's treacherous personality, he would never give up so quickly.

That's why Xue Zangfeng asked this question. When he heard Mo Haoran's answer, Xue Zangfeng smiled faintly. From Mo Haoran's short tone, he must have heard Mo Haoran's strong confidence. Mo Haoran's implication was that no matter what trick he used, don't worry, I will follow it.

When Xue Zangfeng saw Mo Haoran so confident, he couldn't help but sigh that he had the same father as his son. As expected, that was true. Then he spoke to Mo Haoran:

"However, Haoran should be careful. If the dog is anxious, it will bite people."

With Xue Zangfeng's current strength, he was also disdainful of You Luoting. Xue Zangfeng is also an old man and has experienced too many human feelings. Therefore, he carefully reminded Mo Haoran that the unknowable variables are often the most terrifying.

Mo Haoran was moved when he listened to Xue Zangfeng's advice, nodded and asked:

"Uncle Xue, what kind of person is my father? You said before that I am not qualified to know now. But Uncle Xue, when do you say I will develop to that I can get in touch with the level of my father's life and know everything about him?"

Mo Haoran was becoming more and more curious about his father. He couldn't wait to know what his father, who is said to be of great origin, was.

Xue Zangfeng seemed to have expected Mo Haoran to ask this, and replied gently with a smile:

"When your business develops to the top of H City, you will know everything about your father."

Mo Haoran felt a burst of passion flowing through his heart, and he had more desire for the creation of his own business empire. Only when he had enough strength could he know everything about his own parents.

Mo Haoran said boldly:

"Uncle Xue, don't worry, I will definitely be able to do it if I give me two years."

Looking at the blazing light released in Mo Haoran's eyes, Xue Zangfeng seemed to see his young shadow on Mo Haoran.

I was also very passionate back then. Like Mo Haoran, the light on my body was shining, as if the whole world could be stepped under my feet.

Xue Zangfeng smiled slightly and sighed:

"Hey, now it's all your young people's world. Haoran, you do your best. Tell me if you need any help. I'll leave first, there's still something to deal with in the company."

Mo Haoran nodded, walked out of the luxurious Red Sun Hotel with Xue Zangfeng in the Tianzi treasure suit. When he walked to the front desk, the waitress kept looking straight at Mo Haoran, hoping that the story of Prince Charming and Cinderella could be staged on him.

However, fairy tales are always fairy tales. Mo Haoran and Xue Zangfeng chatted and laughed all the way and left the Hongri Hotel, and did not notice the illusioned girl at the front desk.

Mo Haoran drove his Audi A6 all the way, and the prosperity of the city was thrown behind him.

At this time, it was noon. Mo Haoran felt a little hungry and soon opened to Lingxue’s tea restaurant near Jiangcheng University with clear goals.

At this time, the peak period of the abortion of the pride was very lively in the tea restaurant, so crowded that there was no place to put down your feet. Looking at the current hot situation, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of Mo Haoran's mouth, and he also found a table and shouted:

"Waiter, I want a glass of boiled water."

The voice was very harsh, and it was a sin to make loud noises in such an elegant and bad situation. When I saw a woman of good looks running up, I gently said to Mo Haoran:

"Sir, I'm sorry. We don't have boiled water here."

Mo Haoran smiled slightly, very satisfied with the waiter's good service attitude. However, he pretended to be angry and said:

"No, how could it be?"

A look of anger appeared on the waitress's face, which was rare for such unreasonable customers. Since she came to the tea restaurant herself, she has never met a customer who was irresistible. Because all the people in Jiangcheng are run by Mo Haoran. Mo Haoran is not something that everyone in Jiangcheng can afford to offend. The waitress smiled slightly and said gently again:

"Sir, I'm very sorry, we really don't have one here."

At this moment, Ling Xue's voice sounded from behind:

"Haoran, it's fine if you don't help, but you're still licking the mess here?

When Mo Haoran heard Ling Xue's voice, he couldn't help but stand up. He smiled slightly at Ling Xue and said:

"Aren't I checking your work?"

Ling Xue smiled and said:

"Okay, Haoran. I'm busy, so don't mess around."
Chapter completed!