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The corner of Zhang Han's mouth shook slightly as he helplessly said, "If you like it, then eat more in a while."
At the same time, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart. If he knew that this little glutton was here, he would just bring a few chickens back. Eight chicken wings, cough cough, it seemed like it wasn't enough.
"Yihan, quickly try the ham." Seeing that Wang Yihan had not said anything, the Mengmeng urged him.
The little guy really liked the praise others get after eating it.
Under the Mengmeng's shining eyes, Wang Yihan directly took a big bite. After the sausage entered his mouth, the taste made Wang Yihan widen his eyes.
"Wah!" "Delicious, delicious..." Wang Yihan praised faintly.
Receiving the praise, Mengmeng was very satisfied, his eyes smiling to the point that they were about to curve.
Just then, Wang Jiawen and the others walked in, in his hand were two big fruit bags, inside them were a few high grade fruits, beside him were two big bags, inside them were all different types of toys.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Wang Jiawen revealed a passionate smile and said: "Mr. Zhang's culinary skills are truly amazing, truly amazing. After we go back, eating other dining rooms or normal meals is a little tasteless, but this, my daughter just gave Grandfather a birthday and she already rushed back, I have truly troubled you."
"You're too polite." Zhang Han replied with a light laugh.
Zhao Feng who was seated at the side, upon seeing the situation, stood up and quickly walked over. He took the fruit and toys and asked Mengmeng: Do Mengmeng want to eat fruits?
"Ugh ?" Mengmeng thought for a moment, then said with her sweet voice, "Then, let's eat a small orange, that one."
"Sugar orange?" Zhao Feng looked inside the fruit bag for a few times. Seeing that there were a few small oranges, he opened the bag and gave some to the two little fellows.
"It's almost time to eat. You should all eat less fruits." Zhang Han reminded her.
The child's appetite was relatively small. He had already eaten a piece of sausage and was about to be full after eating some fruits.
"I know, I only ate two. Hmm, hmph, I only eat one." Mengmeng pouted and said.
"I don't want fruit. I want sausage. Uncle, I want another one." Wang Yihan said as he looked straight at Zhang Han.
This caused a flash of embarrassment to appear on Wang Jiawen's face. He had come here twice, why did he start to come here to eat? Had he forgotten what he had told her at home?
Therefore, Wang Jiawen looked at his daughter with a serious gaze and said: "Yihan, it's time to eat, you can't eat right now."
"If you don't want to eat, then don't. Hmph, then I'll eat fruits!" Wang Yihan unhappily snorted, rolled his eyes at his father, and then ate orange with Mengmeng.
Looks like it wasn't unreasonable for Wang Yihan to be a little fat girl. This little glutton was very good at eating.
Seeing the two little fellows playing around, Zhang Han smiled and returned to the kitchen.
Wang Qiang and Wu Liying had already sat back down at the dining table. Wang Yihan was playing with the Mengmeng on the sofa, and there was nothing between the two of them.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng was more experienced. Seeing the awkwardness on their faces, Zhao Feng took a glance at Zhang Han and felt that for the parents of good friends in Mengmeng, there was no need to line up like an ordinary person. He smiled at the two of them and said: "You two can sit on the sofa for a while."
"Okay, okay." Wang Jiawen heaved a sigh of relief and replied with a smile, pulling Su Yu's hand and sitting on the sofa at his side.
As the chairman of a company, Wang Jiawen was naturally a shrewd person. He had only been to the restaurant twice, and he could already tell that the owner of the restaurant did not like to communicate with others. More accurately, he did not like to talk with strangers, and his personality was not passionate.
This was what Wang Jiawen saw in that short amount of time. He had originally wanted to get up and go chat with Zhang Han in the kitchen, but felt that it would be a bit sudden if this went on, so he decided to chat with the Little Princess and get to know more about their situation.
"Ahem, Yihan, you've already eaten three tangerines, you can't eat anymore." Wang Jiawen interjected as he held Wang Yihan's orange-sized hand. He glanced at Mengmeng and laughed: "Look at her, she's so beautiful, just like a princess in a fairy tale. Yihan, you're already a little fat now, you can't eat too much.
"Huh?" Wang Yihan's eyes opened wide. She was extremely dissatisfied with people calling her fat.
"Hai, even Yihan... It's not very fat, it's pretty, and it's also very cute. I like her. " Mengmeng blinked his large eyes as he said in a very serious manner. At the same time, he was praised by the parents of his good friend.
"Humph!" I'm still thin. " Wang Yihan slapped Wang Jiawen's leg.
"Haha. Alright, alright, alright. You're skinny." Wang Jiawen laughed and rubbed his daughter's head, then looked towards Mengmeng and said: "Mengmeng, your Mandarin is very standard, aren't you a local?"
The Mengmeng had always spoken standard Chinese, which was something that Zi Yan taught him since he was young. Towards the Cantonese language, the little guy was able to understand it muddled, and only knew a few Cantonese words that he often heard. On the other hand, Zhang Han had been able to speak very clearly since the special Western Restaurant.
"Eh?" Mengmeng was startled, then pouted her small mouth and extended her hand, pointing at her hair and eyes, she said in all seriousness: "I am, my hair is black, my eyes are black, all black, I am."
"Then where were you born, Mengmeng?" Su Yu said with a smile.
Her voice was very gentle, making people feel like she was a scholar and a scholar. The truth was that this was not so, her father was also in business, and when they got married, he had even married for fifty million, creating a very good space for Wang Jiawen to grow.
And at this time, when Mengmeng heard the question, her lips slightly perked up, and she said: "I-I was at SAN."
DIEGO (San Diego), the one who just came back... It's been a few days, come find my Baba. "
"San Diego?" Wang Jiawen's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, it seemed that Mr. Zhang and his family were not simple people.
He knew San Diego well, had been there twice, was a beautiful city in the Pacific Rim of California, North America, famous for its warm climate and sandy beaches, not as famous internationally as New York or Washington, but popular with the rich of North America and other countries.
"Ah, the Mengmeng was born in North America. That English must be really good." Su Yu's eyes lit up, and his heart became more and more satisfied with Mengmeng.
As a parent, she liked to have some well-educated friends with her daughter, rather than some particularly naughty kids.
"I'm fine." Mengmeng chuckled and said.
"Yihan, say a few words to Mengmeng in English. Let your friends hear how you are doing." Su Yu laughed.
"Sure." Wang Yihan did not know what he should do, and excitedly said to the Mengmeng: "Hello."
"key ?"
Thus, the two little fellows started chatting in English, but in the end ? When they first greeted, Wang Yihan was still able to hold on. After chatting for a bit, and listening to Mengmeng's young but clear English, she was completely confused.
"Don't say anymore. Aiya, I don't know how. Hehehe." Wang Yihan glanced at Su Yu bashfully, then said to Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, you're so awesome, you can speak so much English."
"Hehehe, you're amazing too." Mengmeng answered beautifully.
They were chatting on the side, but Wang Jiawen was muttering to himself.
From Mengmeng's words, he imagined a series of scenes.
The Mengmeng was born in San Diego, and she was not even four years old yet, which meant that in the past five years, she and her mother went back to the Xiangjiang to find the Mr. Zhang. Emotions being broken? Was it a feud between Wealthy Class people? Looks like the Mr. Zhang has some history, it's not simple!
He couldn't figure out what was going on as he let his imagination run wild. He could only roughly guess what was going on in his head.
Wang Jiawen laughed and shook his head, throwing these thoughts out of his mind, his position in his heart rose by a lot.
On the other side, Zhao Feng sat alone at the table. After thinking for a moment, he opened Liang Mengqi's WeChat, cleared his throat, and said with a gentle tone:
"Cough, Mengqi, when will you be here? The boss has made four chickens for dinner tonight.
After sending it over, Zhao Feng stared at the screen and waited.
One minute, two minutes ?
Five minutes later, Liang Mengqi replied:
"Hehe, there's meat to eat. We're on our way right now. It'll only take about ten minutes."
"Fine, then I'll wait for all of you. Eh ?" Mengqi, your voice is very sweet. " Zhao Feng laughed and said.
Now that there were no ties between them, Zhao Feng's body and mind completely relaxed. He was no longer a cold and detached person, and in his heart, he was already considering when he could pursue Liang Mengqi.
"What is it? You mean my voice isn't usually sweet? "
After Zhao Feng heard these words, his expression stiffened on the spot. He quickly replied: "No no, your usual voice is also sweet, I like ? "Listen."
"Who cares!"
This time, Liang Mengqi replied with words, and at the end, there was a very disdainful emoji.
Seeing that, Zhao Feng laughed and shook his head, he felt that it was his turn to live in spring, it was just that he did not know much about Liang Mengqi.
At the same time as he was preparing his dinner, on the other side, at the company where the Xiangjiang used to be, at Tang Zhan's headquarters.
Lao Biao, Meng Wu and two other people with some status were standing in the meeting room. They had already taken over more than half of Tang Zhan's unmoving assets.
"Tonight!" Lao Biao looked at the several hundred people below the stage, and said loudly with surging emotions: "The entire Southern region, is all ours! All of you here are elders who are following us around the world. I will protect your prosperity in the future! Money! Status! Beautiful woman! Not a single one less! "
"Alright!"
"Awesome!"
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The crowd below the stage cheered. This feeling was as if they were having a party.