Mo Ran had just hung up the phone after inviting Commander Fang.

The little Jewish girls sitting at the table got completely excited!

The fact that the commander of a country personally came to attend their wedding is incredibly exciting!

In this entire world, how many people can enjoy this kind of treatment...!

"Aran, are you sure it's Commander Fang himself who's coming?"

"Yeah, yeah, they're not going to send a representative, are they?"

"Sending just a representative would be fine, after all, they still have combat missions to complete!"

"…………"

There were eleven people in front of them, and it would take three or four minutes to talk if each of them said one sentence. Moreover, they weren't just talking one sentence at a time!

For a moment, Mo Ran felt like Sun Wukong being subjected to Tang Sanzang's mantra of tightening the headband. To get rid of her headache, Mo Ran quickly said...

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"He's the commander, and he personally promised to come in person!"

Upon hearing this, the little Jews and the others looked at Mo Ran with beautiful smiles, as if to say...

My husband is amazing!

After calming them down, Mo Ran said to Haitang,

"Call Huang Guangrong!"

"good!"

Haitang got up, wiped her mouth, then picked up the phone and dialed Huang Guangrong's number.

As the mobile phone emitted a beeping sound, Haitang handed it to Mo Ran.

"Miss Haitang, didn't you go to Hong Kong to see Mr. Mo? How come you have time to call me today...!"

Mo Ran had just put the phone to her ear when Huang Guangrong's voice came through!

"Hahaha, General Huang, it's me, Mo Ran!"

Upon hearing Mo Ran's voice on the other end of the phone, Huang Guangrong paused for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"Haha, it's you, Mr. Mo!"

"Mr. Mo, you're a prominent figure in all of Asia now. It's rare for ordinary people to even see you. What brings you here to call me today?"

After hearing Huang Guangrong's words, Mo Ran immediately smiled and said,

"General Huang, are you an ordinary person?"

"If others need to make an appointment to see me, don't I need to make an appointment to see you too?"

"Hahahaha," Huang Guangrong laughed calmly in response to Mo Ran's teasing.

"Mr. Mo, you seem to be in a good mood. Well then... let me guess why you called me!"

"General Huang, please!"

As soon as Mo Ran finished speaking, Huang Guangrong on the other end of the phone immediately laughed and said...

"I guess Mr. Mo, the meaning of your call today is to invite me to your wedding in Hong Kong!"

When Mo Ran heard Huang Guangrong guess the meaning of her phone call, she immediately feigned surprise and said...

"Wow, General Huang!"

"How did you guess that? Did someone tip you off beforehand?"

Hearing Mo Ran's exaggeration, Huang Guangrong laughed and said,

"Mr. Mo, hasn't anyone said your performance was a bit bad?"

"Hahaha," Mo Ran, unfazed by being exposed, directly addressed Huang Guangrong.

"General Huang, you are absolutely right,"

"I'm calling to invite you to my wedding...!"

Upon hearing Mo Ran say these words, Huang Guangrong immediately stopped laughing and said in a very serious tone,

"Mr. Mo, I have no problem attending your wedding, but I'd like to ask a question...!"

"What does the mainland mean...!"

Upon hearing Huang Guangrong reveal his true intentions, Mo Ran smiled and replied in the same tone as before.

"General Huang, rest assured, if you come to my wedding, I will definitely let you see the people you want to see."

"To put your mind at ease, I'll give you a little bit of information first!"

"Commander Fang has agreed to attend my wedding in person!"

Who is Commander Fang that Mo Ran mentioned? Would Huang Guangrong not know?

"Mr. Mo, you'd better prepare some drinks!"

"I can hold my liquor very well!"

Having secured another high-profile guest, Mo Ran's smile broadened even further.

"General Huang, don't worry, red, white, yellow... as long as it's wine, I'll make sure there's enough!"

"Hahaha,"

"Mr. Mo, you're too kind. Then I must go a day earlier. Mr. Mo, see you tomorrow!"

"General Huang, see you tomorrow!"

After Huang Guangrong hung up the phone, his secretary, who had been standing next to him and had overheard the entire conversation, asked,

"General, will there be any problems here since you're going to Hong Kong for Mo Ran's wedding..."

Hearing the concern in his secretary's voice, Huang Guangrong smiled confidently and said,

"Don't worry about it!"

"Those people would be thrilled if I went to make a statement!"

Upon hearing this, the secretary only needed to think for a moment to guess what Huang Guangrong meant.

"General, do you mean those people are also afraid that this place will become the second Golden Triangle?"

"snort…!"

"If they weren't afraid, why were they so hostile to Mo Ran's women before, but after the incident in the Golden Triangle, their attitude immediately changed 180 degrees and they started acting ambiguously...!"

"It's not that they're afraid of that, could it be that they've become infatuated with Mo Ran's woman!"

After Huang Guangrong finished speaking, he stopped dwelling on the issue and instead instructed his secretary.

"Hurry up and prepare some gifts so I can bring them over as congratulatory presents tomorrow!"

"Remember, the more valuable, the better!"

"Bring along those few pieces of Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain that I treasure!"

"Yes, General!"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Ran put down the phone and picked up her own phone again to call Leon and other warlords in Southeast Asia, inviting them to her wedding!

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