Godly Stay-Home Dad

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"What are you guys doing in Eisling's Restaurant?" Liu Qingfeng asked straightforwardly. Going to the dining hall at around 9 a.m. obviously, he was not going to eat.    

    

"Their chef is going to challenge my boss's cooking skills."    

    

"Who has the guts to be so fat?" Liu Qingfeng said in a rough tone: "Eisling's Restaurant right? I'll call and ask. "    

    

"No need, no need. We've already arranged this matter." Zhao Feng hurriedly said.    

    

Mistress, Zhang Li, Zhou Fei and the others were so concerned about this matter, they were all thinking of torturing him tomorrow. If they were let the Chairman Liu take care of it now, Zhao Feng reckoned that they would blame him for it.    

    

"Alright. When do we start?" I'll go straight over tomorrow. "    

    

"Ten."    

    

"Got it, that's all. I'll get the person in charge of the amusement park to call you back later." Liu Qingfeng then hung up the phone.    

    

Zhao Feng kept his phone and chuckled.    

    

Sometimes, with Liu Qingfeng as a "friend", it would be much more convenient to do things.    

    

This is the importance of social status.    

    

In the eyes of many, this was a very difficult matter. However, in the eyes of some, it was but a simple sentence.    

    

With Liu Qingfeng's help this time, the problem of the amusement park was resolved.    

    

However, Zhao Feng believed that before long, they would also become like Liu Qingfeng, no, a group of people who surpassed Liu Qingfeng.    

    

Once the matter was resolved, Zhao Feng could finally heave a sigh of relief. He took one last look at Zhang Hongbo and said:    

    

"Greed is fine, but only if you have the ability."    

    

With that said, Zhao Feng took the lead and walked out.    

    

Xu Yong released Zhang Hongbo, glared at him, and followed him out.    

    

After they left, the lobby manager let out a long breath.    

    

"As the manager of the lobby, you f * cking brought people to open my door. That's really good, I want to report you, I want to complain, I want to sue you, you bastard." Zhang Hongbo cursed as his eyes turned red.    

    

"What did you say?" Then, his face darkened as he said indifferently: "If you want to file a complaint, then feel free to do so. But I have to remind you, those things happened just now, and they were all part of the official army. Hehe, aren't you afraid of being discovered bringing Little San out to get a room?"    

    

After saying that, he walked out of the room while silently cursing in his heart:    

    

This retard was truly worthy of being beaten up!    

    

Zhao Feng and the rest entered the elevator.    

    

Previously, when he was coming over, Zhao Feng's expression was a little gloomy. Just now, when he was feeling bored, he had smoked two cigarettes consecutively, but now, after solving the problem, a relaxed smile appeared on Zhao Feng's face.    

    

"big brother Feng." Ah Hu looked at Zhao Feng and laughed: "It's been a long time since I've seen you so bored."    

    

"Yeah, it's been a long time since I've been so annoyed." Zhao Feng shook his head slightly and sighed: "On such an important day tomorrow, if I screw it up, then I'll really be ashamed of myself. Especially since we've prepared for a few days already, it's great that someone helped us out this time."    

    

"In short, everyone is clear about tomorrow's journey. Instructor Liu has obtained all kinds of equipment, and at night, you must cooperate perfectly. You must make boss feel good, and you must surprise boss."    

    

"Haha, rest assured big brother Feng." Xu Yong laughed and said: "With so many preparations, even taking out a project is a very romantic thing. With so many programs put together, I believe no woman would not like it."    

    

As you all know, the people or things that the boss cares about are few in number. This time, even he had planned for a few days, so the things that we need to do are beautiful. By the way, Xu Yong, have we finished preparing the white mask, the oven, and the other things? Zhao Feng said.    

    

"Yes, it's in the lobby of the first floor of the company." Xu Yong replied.    

    

"Alright." Zhao Feng looked at his watch, and said: "It's almost 11, the boss should be arriving in about an hour, let's go back and prepare."    

    

After the elevator reached the first floor, a group of people ran towards the entrance.    

    

This caused the receptionist at the front desk to look over repeatedly. The more she looked, the more she felt that the crowd in front of her was extremely handsome.    

    

That was a special forces unit! Who would have thought that he would see their secret operation with his own eyes today!    

    

Under the gazes of the crowd, the group left the hotel.    

    

At this time, the lobby manager also followed along. He walked to the reception desk and looked at the receptionist girl. He asked, "Did they just leave?"    

    

"They left. The way they walked over was superb. Very, very handsome."    

    

"Manager, what task are they here for?"    

    

Faced with this question, the manager paused for a moment and thought for a moment. In the end, he said something that shocked the receptionist:    

    

"Catch the traitor!"    

    

"? ?"    

    

Zhao Feng and the rest walked out of the hotel, but just as they were about to get on the car, Zhao Feng's phone rang.    

    

"Instructor."    

    

"The things are ready. Come over and see where they're placed." The Instructor Liu said straightforwardly.    

    

"Sure, I'll be back in about ten minutes."    

    

Zhao Feng replied and hung up the phone.    

    

"Let's go back first." Zhao Feng opened the car door and got onto the first passenger seat.    

    

The group of cars quickly left.    

    

After returning to the former CBD building, he found that the building had more or less been slightly renovated.    

    

The seventh floor to the first floor could already be used, at the same time, Liu Qingfeng sent a batch of logistics service personnel over.    

    

If he changed it, he would simply smash down some walls on the second or third floor and decorate them with ready-made equipment.    

    

Because they were not afraid of disturbing the masses, they would take turns at twenty-four hours a day, and their speed would be a little faster. The decorations as well as the stuffing of the furniture would take approximately seven days to complete, and the materials used were all high-end brands. With the addition of the air purification system, the professional designers had informed them to observe the decorations for two days after it was over.    

    

However, the money spent on the decoration still amounted to more than 30 million, and this was at the price that Liu Qingfeng had found someone else.    

    

The two-story residences were all luxurious suites with different styles.    

    

It had already been three days since the construction started, and there were only a few more days until it was completed. From this, one could see how efficient it was.    

    

The first floor had to be converted into a nightclub, the second floor had to be a restaurant, and the third and fourth floors, under linden's suggestion, had to be converted into the multi-functional chartered rooms that were reserved for the office on the fifth floor.    

    

Although there weren't many floors, the area was not small, and the plans laid out before him were more than sufficient.    

    

The amount of work here was relatively large and it was expected that it would take a long time. At the very least, it would take them close to a month to finish the reconstruction.    

    

After twelve minutes of driving, the car returned to the company.    

    

Parking in the parking space to the left of the square in front of the main building.    

    

After getting out of the car, he could see several large cannons lined up in front of the building. At first glance, he could tell there were at least forty to fifty cannons.    

    

Instructor Liu casually sat on the wheel of a ceremonial cannon and smoked his cigarette.    

    

"Instructor, did you get so many cannon shots?"    

    

The group got off, and after walking over, Zhao Feng asked.    

    

Originally, he had predicted that there would be twenty ceremonial cannons. He hadn't expected that the instructor would produce so many.    

    

"There are fifty cannons here. I will send fifty more in half an hour." Instructor Liu laughed as he patted the gun.    

    

"Is there a need for so much?" Zhao Feng said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.    

    

"Eh? Use! Why not? " Instructor Liu stood up and said: "Of course the Mr. Zhang's matters should be handled beautifully. Think about it, with a hundred cannons firing at the same time and a hundred flowers blooming, what kind of scene would that be?"    

    

"Then ?" Zhao Feng's eyes lit up, and said while chuckling: "It will light up the entire New Moon Bay!"    

    

"There's nothing wrong with it!" Instructor Liu laughed out loud, then laughed out loud. He coughed lightly and said: I have greeted Director Dong, and will arrange for many traffic police and fire trucks, so we can relax tomorrow, but, this, ahem, you must raise it up with Mr. Zhang, and give me some points. If he's happy, he will agree to all of my arrangements!    

    

"No problem." Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.    

    

"Then take a look at how these ceremonial cannons are arranged." The Instructor Liu waved his hand.    

    

"There's a hundred in total, then we will each take fifty. Ah Hu, push these to the left. Zhao Feng commanded.    

    

Thus, Ah Hu and the rest began to fire their cannons.    

    

At the same time, in the Mengmeng's casual restaurant.    

    

Zhang Han was lying on the pink bed in the main bedroom, telling the story to the sleepy girls.    

    

In less than ten minutes of talking, Mengmeng was fast asleep, and in another ten minutes, Zi Yan was fast asleep.    

    

Zhang Han stopped narrating as he laid beside Mengmeng. He used his left hand to support his head as he looked at the two sleeping beauties, one big and one small.    

    

Daughter, wife, home!    

    

Zhang Han's heart was very warm at the moment. He himself was not clear of the changes that had occurred to his state of mind.    

    

He did not have the heart of a Sovereign King who had gone on a campaign in all four directions, nor did he have the heart to stand at the peak of thousands of mountains and look down upon the world.    

    

There was only one thought in his mind: Home!    

    

He didn't want to fight for it, he didn't want to fight for it. He could only protect it in his heart.    

    

At the same time, he had the feeling of being in common with others. It was a sense of responsibility.    

    

If he wanted his daughter to happily grow, and his family to be carefree, then that was the true motivation for Zhang Han to move forward, and it was even more so than the motivation he gained from cultivating in the Immortal Cultivation World at first. It was as if he had the same attitude: Even though he wasn't willing to argue, but for his family, he would flatten some obstacles, and even though he didn't have the heart of a king, he would still take down a whole mountain with his own hands.    

    

After looking at it for a few minutes, Zhang Han stood up gently and sent the Mengmeng to the small bed. He walked to the door and turned around to look at Zi Yan.    

    

After gently closing the door, Zhang Han left the restaurant and drove to the company.    

    

It was already late at night, but the lobby of the company's first floor was brightly lit with dozens of people inside.    

    

Zhang Han parked his car at the side, got off and walked in.    

    

"Boss."    

    

"Boss."    

    

Zhao Feng and the others gathered around, what made Zhang Han more interested was that Instructor Liu was like a well-behaved baby, eagerly standing beside Zhao Feng and greeting him.    

    

"Hmm, are the items all ready?" Zhang Han nodded and asked.    

    

"All ready, over there." Zhao Feng pointed to the right side of the reception desk.    

    

There were two large boards, and on them was a bag of white noodles, a bowl of eggs, and an oversized oven and other utensils.    

    

Obviously.    

    

Zhang Han planned to make the birthday cake himself.    

    


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