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At this time, Meng Wu, who was beside them, laughed out loudly and said: "Tonight, everyone has no time to relax, it's been a long time since someone hasn't fought, I think their hands are f * * king rusty right? After a while, everyone was served good wine and meat. However, there was one thing that they were not allowed to drink with a single drop of wine! If you find out who dares to drink, don't blame me for being impolite! "
"Of course!" The bald man next to Meng Wu clapped his hands and said, "The reason we're not drinking tonight is because we're going to have a celebratory drink tomorrow morning!"
While they were talking, a subordinate hurriedly ran in from the side. He walked in front of them and said while breathing rapidly:
"Boss, I just received news, Kuang Qi got a bunch of weapons, his subordinates are also in the house, I'm afraid that they want to fight to the death, Yue Di seems to be preparing to escape, the news came from her young wife, and Xu Yong is bringing a large group of people to look for Gu Chen. The two of them are in cahoots with powerful people, isn't that right?"
"Oh?" Lao Biao revealed a meaningful smile, and said: "Even if they were to find Hades today, it would not change the result of their extermination!"
If it were to become like that, there would be no way to stop it. Their main goal was to snatch away the territory, subdue the other resistance leaders, and injure their core members, as long as they could achieve their goal.
If the matter wasn't too serious, it would be easy to suppress them. Furthermore, it wasn't as if they had no backup plans, the backup that Lao Biao had prepared was more than enough to flatten out the other forces in the Southern region!
Forget about how to prepare for battle on one side, on the other side, in Zhang Han's restaurant.
Zhang Han had already started to become a cola chicken wings.
The cola chicken wings was a delicacy that was made using chicken wings and cola as the main ingredient and cooking wine, onion, ginger, soy sauce, salt, and chicken essence as the ingredients. The cola chicken wings has the characteristics of delicious taste, gorgeous luster, smooth and tender wings, and moderate salty and sweet.
Some of them also said that cola chicken wings s made from Pepsi Cola would be sweeter, while those made from Coca-Cola would have a sweet taste.
Zhang Han was also the first to clear the chicken wings with water for two minutes, in order to remove the impurities.
He poured the water away and added a little oil into the wok. He put the chicken wings into the wok and fried it for a minute. Then he poured a can of cola into the pot and added the ginger and spring onion.
The chicken wings were also the meat of a chicken, but it was relatively easy to cook. About ten minutes later, the soup was thick, and after a little bit, the lid of the pot was opened.
The cola chicken wings was the last dish Zhang Han cooked, and they had already prepared a braised eggplant and cucumbers.
When the dishes were ready, Zhao Feng first scooped a big portion and brought it to the round table.
Liang Mengqi saw all of this, making her feel as if Zhao Feng was really a waiter here. No matter what, it would be good to leave the chaotic underground world.
Just as they were about to eat, Wang Jiawen and Su Yu felt a little awkward again.
Since their master wasn't speaking, they felt too embarrassed to take the initiative to go over and eat! In addition, this restaurant had its own rules. Only one person could buy one membership card each. In the end, they still had to line up outside if they wanted to eat normally.
The two adults, the son of the former minister, the real second generation, the abundant nail's daughter, the real second generation, and now in this restaurant that was more than one hundred square meters, they were all sitting uneasily and nervously. If they were to spread this out in their circle of friends, many people would probably be shocked in their hearts.
But luckily, Wang Yihan, the fat girl, and the Mengmeng were already somewhat familiar with each other, so they would still benefit from the glory of their daughter.
Seeing that the food was prepared, Mengmeng climbed down the sofa. Seeing that Wang Jiawen and Su Yu had not moved, the little fellow was startled, then it looked at Zhang Han and asked:
"Baba, oh... Um, can Yihan's Baba and Mama eat with us? "
"Sure." Seeing Mengmeng's shiny eyes, Zhang Han immediately nodded in agreement. After saying that, he looked at Wang Jiawen, smiled, and said: "Come over and eat together."
"Ai ai ai ai, alright, thank you."
Wang Jiawen, feeling overwhelmed by the favor, quickly stood up and expressed his gratitude.
Although he had only come twice, in this short period of time, even Wang Jiawen could feel how great of a treatment it was to be able to sit at that round table and eat. He even felt more excited than when he was received by a big boss at a star restaurant.
Furthermore, those gazes that were not filled with members's envy were also hinting at him that eating at the round table was a special honor, and most importantly ? They could actually eat the boss's delicacies! They don't have any members. If they have a daughter who is on good terms with the restaurant's Little Princess, they can eat it. He could only hate himself for not having a child!
What was more interesting was that the couple eating at the outermost table looked at each other. Originally they didn't want children, but now they had a desire to go back and make one.
We can't afford to buy a member, but a child can still be born!
However, they were only thinking about it from the bottom of their hearts. Although children could be born, they could also be classified as poor and rich.
Wang Jiawen sat on the dining table. Just as he was about to move his chopsticks, he hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Han and said:
"Mr. Zhang, do you like drinking wine?"
"Forget it." Zhang Han nodded.
In regards to alcohol, Zhang Han had once liked to drink red wine, no matter where he went, he would always want to drink valuable horse or Lafite. Later on, during the five years of his life, when he was at a low point, Zhang Han liked to drink white wine, compared to red wine, liquor was more prone to intoxicating people.
"I also like to drink, but I don't usually drink that much." Wang Jiawen picked up a piece of chicken as he smiled: "I have two bottles of treasured edition 82 year Lafite, wait for the next time I come, I'll drink it with Mr. Zhang."
"Yes." Zhang Han acknowledged directly, and said casually: "I have some beer here, do you want some?"
"Great!" "Drink some." Wang Jiawen's eyes lit up.
Usually, when eating properly, the conversation would not be too passionate, but after drinking, it would naturally become more talkative. This was also the reason why relationships were discussed at the wine table, just like when employees of the company tried to work together, they would first 'talk' about relationships at the wine table.
It was just like the news that a person without any education worked for the company. Because of his alcohol tolerance, he was valued by the company's upper echelons, and his status was improved by a lot. He would act as a toaster at a wine table.
Zhang Han went to the refrigerator at the side of the kitchen and took four cans of beer. Seeing that, he could not help but look at Liang Mengqi and ask: "Mengqi, do you guys want to drink some beer as well?"
"I don't drink." Liang Mengqi shook his head.
"If she doesn't drink, I'll drink. Zhao Feng, can you ask the owner if we can also drink?" Yu Qingqing said while gnawing on the meat.
"Alright." Zhao Feng nodded, he stood up and quickly walked to Zhang Han's side and asked: "Boss, can we have a drink?"
"Yes."
Zhao Feng laughed and also took out two sets of beer from the refrigerator.
When Zhang Han returned to the dining table, Wang Jiawen immediately took up his tableware, looked at Su Yu, and laughed: "I will go drink with Mr. Zhang."
"Go ahead, go ahead. Look at how greedy you are." Su Yu rolled his eyes at him.
Wang Jiawen laughed as he walked to Zhang Han's right hand chair, sat down and accepted the beer. He quickly opened one and gave it to Zhang Han as a form of respect.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for receiving me."
These words made Zhang Han happy. Originally, dinner was prepared for the Mengmeng, there was no need to talk about entertaining it.
But since he thought about it, he should just let it be. Zhang Han chuckled and drank a mouthful with him.
"The dishes made by the Mr. Zhang, there's really no need to say it, it's definitely this." Wang Jiawen gave a thumbs up, then laughed: "I have tasted Wang Long's cooking a few times, at that time I thought that it was already at the peak of the culinary arts, but now it seems that there are still people above me!"
"En, my Baba is the strongest." With great difficulty, Mengmeng managed to finish nibbling on a chicken wing.
Hearing others praise the Baba, the little guy was always filled with pride.
"Mengmeng, quickly eat it. The chicken wings are so delicious." Wang Yihan affectionately picked up a chicken wing and gave it to Mengmeng.
Seeing this scene, Wang Jiawen couldn't help but laugh.
A dinner ended under a happy atmosphere.
After dinner, Zhao Feng cleaned up the dining hall and left after greeting everyone.
On the other hand, Wang Yihan played with the Mengmeng in the cafeteria until almost ten o'clock. When Su Yu saw the two elders were getting tired, he looked at Wang Yihan helplessly and said: "Yihan, we're going home.
"Not good." Wang Yihan answered without even turning his head.
This caused Wang Jiawen's expression to be a little stiff.
"Yihan, look at how tired grandpa and grandma are. Shall we stay here for today? Otherwise, Grandpa and Grandma won't bring you here next time. " Wang Jiawen laughed, but there was an unquestionable look in his eyes.
"Humph!" I still haven't had enough fun, smelly daddy! " Wang Yihan hugged his arms, looking extremely angry.
Mengmeng pouted at the side. After thinking for a while, she became afraid that they would not bring Wang Yihan to play with them, so she said rather reluctantly:
"Th-then Yihan, you should go back. Otherwise, you won't be able to come next time."
"No way, they didn't bring me, I'll do it myself!" Wang Yihan said in an unambiguous manner.
Her small appearance made Wang Jiawen at a loss of whether to laugh or cry, but he still lowered his voice, took out his father's dignity, and said: "Wang Yihan, are you disobedient?"
The moment he took his stance, Wang Yihan would also have something up his sleeve! He pursed his lips and his small face wrinkled. He was on the verge of tears.