Tang Luo asked in a low voice.

"It should be Mr. Zhao Hanchi, Mr. Lei's old subordinate, joined the team as a teenager, and is also a powerful general..."

Xiang Baiyan introduced to Tang Luo.

"oh oh."

Tang Luo nodded. Although he hadn't seen it yet, he also raised some respect.

Soon, an old man in a well-decorated Zhongshan suit was helped in by a middle-aged man.

"Brother Lei, I'm here to pay your birthday."

When the old man saw Mr. Lei, he shouted from a distance.

"Old Zhao, you just finished the surgery, aren't you not going to let you do it?"

Mr. Lei walked over quickly.

"Haha, if I don't let me come, I'll come too."

Mr. Zhao laughed and looked at Mr. Xiang again.

"Brother Xiang, you are here too."

"Um."

Nodded to the old man and held Mr. Zhao's hand.

While they were greeting, Tang Luo looked at Mr. Zhao and saw the octogenarian, with deep sunken eyes and skinny all over his body.

Only his eyes also revealed a sense of military spirit. If this disease was placed on an ordinary person, he might have been defeated long ago.

After the greetings, the group entered the main hall and the juniors greeted each other.

Mr. Zhao looked at Tang Luo and was a little curious. Who is this person?

However, he smiled and didn't ask much.

As time goes by, there are more and more guests, and greetings continue.

Some officials who can only be seen on TV on weekdays have also appeared now.

There are also some people from the big family who also brought young people from the clan to pay their birthday to Mr. Lei and give him a sense of existence.

However, there are not many people who can enter this main hall and sit down and chat with Mr. Lei.
Chapter completed!