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Because he had an elevator card, his path was unobstructed. He knocked on the door, and after Wang Juan opened the door, he warmly smiled:
"Mr. Zhang is back."
While she was speaking, she took out a pair of male slippers for Zhang Han. It was no longer a one-time use item, it was bought by Wang Juan when he was out shopping, in her heart, she had already accepted that Zhang Han was Zi Yan's husband.
Every time Zhang Han came, Zi Yan and Mengmeng would be happy together with him, and they looked like a family.
Arriving at the second floor, when the little guy saw Zhang Han, he ran over excitedly, extended his little arm and said:
"Baba, why did you just return!? It's already eleven. "
Zhang Han carried Mengmeng and said with a smile, "Father went to busy himself."
Seeing Zhang Han's smiling face, he was like a calm father, and the God Killing aura was no longer on him. He hugged Mengmeng in one go, and when he saw her delicate face and happy smile, Zhang Han's heart gradually softened.
"Mengmeng is a treasure that I have to spend my entire life protecting."
At this moment, Zhang Han felt that whatever Immortal Monarch Han Yang he was talking about, whatever he was looking for, whatever cultivation he was talking about, were all things that he could abandon.
'So this is what it feels like to be a father.
Zhang Han sighed softly in his heart. He thought of his parents who were somewhere and had no idea how they had been, and felt both anxious and helpless in his heart.
"Baba, let's go to Mama. Mengmeng has drawn another Baba, Mama and another Mengmeng." The Little Princess pointed at Zi Yan from his bosom. After Zhang Han walked over and sat down, the Mengmeng came out of Zhang Han's embrace and stretched out her small arms to take the drawing paper back. She said with a tone of expectation: "Baba, quickly take a look, is it okay?"
"En, not bad. Mengmeng is becoming more and more powerful." Zhang Han said with a smile.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck ?" Mengmeng happily embraced Zhang Han's neck, her soft and tender lips made a gesture on Zhang Han's face.
It was already eleven o'clock in the morning, and they had been fooling around with the Mengmeng for more than half an hour when Zi Yan and Zhang Han came to the bedroom to coax the Little Princess to sleep.
"Will your album be released tomorrow?"
Zhang Han asked softly after Mengmeng fell asleep.
"Yes, it will be released tomorrow." Zi Yan lightly tapped his forehead.
"Then can I have some rest after the sale?" Zhang Han said casually.
"How is that possible?" Zi Yan rolled her beautiful eyes at Zhang Han, and said: "Selling is only the beginning, there are still a lot of things to do, and I still have to do some programs, maybe I still have to go to other places.
"If you're this busy, then stop doing it. Isn't it enough for you to record songs at home on the internet." Zhang Han could not help but say.
In his opinion, it didn't matter if one was a singer or a movie star, there was no need to rush back and forth like this. He casually wrote a few songs for Zi Yan that didn't have any stars.
"My young master is not as simple as you think." The reason was precisely because of Zhang Han's concern. She gave a light snort and said: "In short, you don't understand, sometimes celebrities who look impressive in front of others will have to go through a lot of hard work. Everyone's success is not something that can be obtained easily."
Oh, then when we go back tomorrow, let Mengmeng stay there. Zhang Han said.
"What about me?" Zi Yan's beautiful eyes looked at Zhang Han without blinking. After she had said those words, her heartbeat inexplicably sped up a little.
I don't know how this big log will answer.
Would he take the opportunity to confess to me?
If he did confess, how would I answer?
Zi Yan was somewhat distracted in his heart, but Zhang Han directly answered:
"Come back by yourself."
"Eh?" Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhang Han with a silly expression.
"It's fine if you stay in the dining room, since there's enough space." Zhang Han added.
Zi Yan stared at Zhang Han blankly for a long while before she opened her eyes wide and said angrily, "No way! I'm going to run every day! Get out of here, I'm going to rest! "
Zhang Han looked at Zi Yan strangely, then turned and left the bedroom.
"Humph!"
Zi Yan sat on the bed and snorted lightly. He pouted and sulked, saying: "This wooden idiot, what a bastard! Concerned people who don't understand anything are really straight male cancer! "
After speaking a few words, Zi Yan was lying on the bed. After looking at the sleeping Mengmeng, her pouting lips curled up into a smile, and she slowly fell asleep.
The night passed in silence.
The next day was also the fifteenth. To some people, it was a very important day.
In the morning, Zhang Han and the others returned to the dining hall. Because of the time, they only made Egg Fried Rice and noodle soup for breakfast.
After being baptized by the noodle soup for a few days, the heat gradually disappeared. The situation of the noodle soup being sold out earlier than the Egg-Fried Rice was also improved, causing the two types of delicacies to sell at similar speeds.
Zi Yan ate a small bowl of Egg-Fried Rice and a bowl of noodle soup. Zhou Fei ate a big bowl of Egg-Fried Rice and a bowl of noodle soup.
At half past nine.
There was a wave of guests in front of the restaurant.
A total of five super sports cars drove over. The most valuable one was a bright red Lamborghini aventador that cost eight million, and the cheapest one was a BMW I8 worth nearly a million.
There were a total of eight people getting out of the car. With Lamborghini's blue-haired, skinny face as the leader, the man walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.
"Bro Liang, my friend is talking about this restaurant. They say that the Egg Fried Rice in this restaurant is so delicious." One of them said to the azure haired man.
"Oh." Huo Liang nodded, and said indifferently: "Then let's try out the feeling of the heavens."
The few people present were all from the second generation of south island. Although they were not first-rate rich youths, they were still well-known, and their family's property made them have some ability to influence others. They even had connections with some of the officials and the people from the underground powers.
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Amongst these young masters, Huo Liang's position was the highest. His family had established a financial company, and his father had dealings with many big shots in the Xiangjiang.
However, while they had status, it also gave them an air of superiority.
There were a total of five men and three women, the man looked average, and the woman was slim and graceful, obviously being the girlfriend of a few of the men. As she walked towards the dining hall, a tall beauty with wavy yellow hair sized up the bulletin board, then immediately after, her eyes focused and said in surprise:
"Aiya! Look. Egg-Fried Rice, three hundred yuan per set of noodle soup, ten million yuan for each membership card, and ten million yuan for each membership card. Oh my god, it's so expensive, even a cup of milk would cost a hundred yuan. "
"Hur hur." One of the brush cut man laughed and said: "Don't make such a big fuss. If the price wasn't that high, we wouldn't have come to this kind of restaurant."
"Let's go in and take a look. If the food isn't tasty, then based on the price, I can shut down this restaurant." Huo Liang sneered and took the lead to walk in.
He walked into the dining room, only to find that there was no one in the hall on the first floor.
"Is anyone there?"
"Boss!"
"Where did he go?"
They called out a few times, but other than the faint music coming from the stereo, there was no other reaction.
"How does this restaurant work?" brush cut man raised an eyebrow, as he said with a dissatisfied tone.
"Who knows? "Not a single person." The curling wave lady curled her lips and said, "I'm afraid that we've come to a Black Yo Restaurant."
"Hey!" brush cut man slammed the table, and shouted: "Is everyone dead? Is there anyone else? "
"This restaurant is so f * cking interesting?" Without even a single person, what the f * * k are you doing!? " The other long haired man laughed coldly.
Under normal circumstances, the staff in the restaurant would never stop, especially in an extremely fast-paced city like Xiangjiang. This was the first time they encountered a situation where the customers waited and waited while they worked in the restaurant industry.
How could they, who were so proud and arrogant, endure waiting when they didn't know what was going on? Regardless of the food, they were already very dissatisfied with the restaurant.
"F * ck, why would there be a restaurant for this service?" I think I'll have to get someone to check it out. " brush cut man gave a cold snort.
His name was Song Ying, he was a rich second generation and his family had an uncle who was a government official, he was in charge of the catering department, so in terms of catering, he had some connections, other than Huo Liang, he had the highest position.
"I think we should check, and there's a problem with the price."
"Hmm, a restaurant doesn't even have a waitress. Selling members at sky-high prices is a huge problem."
"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen such a restaurant."
"If the food is unsatisfactory, then you're welcome." Huo Liang said as he slightly knitted his brows.
He hated waiting for people the most. No matter who he was waiting for, the longer he waited, the more furious he became. If he was unhappy, he would definitely not let the person he was waiting for feel good.
After all, he had the highest status in his circle. Although there were many people stronger than him in the Xiangjiang, but he would usually only play with people lower than him. That feeling of having no worries, saying whatever he wanted to say, and doing whatever he wanted to do made him feel the most comfortable.
"What are you screaming for?"
Suddenly, a light voice came from the corner of the stairs, and under everyone's gaze, Zhang Han used a towel to wipe his hands as he walked to the first floor's staircase. He looked at the people calmly and said with a frown:
"The bulletin board is right in front of the door. Won't you take a look when you enter?"
Zhang Han's words first caused everyone to be stunned, but afterwards, the anger in their hearts was ignited.
After waiting for a long time, he still didn't say a single word of apology. Yet, with a frown on his face, he spoke in such a calm and disdainful tone? Why?
"Rules are dead, humans are alive. As consumers, aren't we just top ?" Huo Liang said with a cold smile.
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Han gave him a bland look, and interrupted him: "To me, you guys are nothing."