Chapter 202 Coke Chicken Wings

"Wow! Coca-Cola Chicken Wings! I really like eating them!" Wang Yihan's eyes lit up, she looked at Zhang Han excitedly and said.

The corner of Zhang Han's mouth trembled slightly, and he said helplessly; "If you like to eat, eat more later."

At the same time, I couldn't help muttering in my heart, knowing that this snack guy is coming, then he is bringing back some chickens, eight chicken wings, ahem, it seems that it is not enough.

"Yihan, hurry up and try the ham." Seeing that Wang Yihan hadn't spoken yet, Mengmeng urged.

The little guy likes the praise of others after eating.

Under Mengmeng's shining eyes, Wang Yihan directly took a big bite. After the red sausage entered, the taste made Wang Yihan's eyes widen.

"Wow! It's delicious..." Wang Yihan praised vaguely.

Being praised, Mengmeng was very satisfied, and her eyes curled into a smile.

At this time, Wang Jiawen and others walked in. He was carrying two large fruit bags, which contained some very high-grade fruits. All kinds of toys.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Wang Jiawen let out a warm smile, and said, "Mr. Zhang's cooking skills are amazing, really amazing. After returning home, eating other restaurants or home-cooked food is a bit tasteless. No, The little girl is in a hurry to come back just after celebrating her grandpa's birthday, which is really causing you trouble."

"You're welcome." Zhang Han replied with a chuckle.

Zhao Feng, who was sitting on the side, got up and hurried over after seeing this, took the fruit and toys, and asked Mengmeng: "Does Mengmeng want to eat fruit?"

"Hmm..." Mengmeng thought for a while, and said in a milky voice; "Then, eat a small orange, the small one, sweet."

"Sand Tangerine?" Zhao Feng took a look in the fruit bag and found some small oranges, so he opened the bag and took out some for the two little guys.

"It's almost time to eat, you all eat less fruit." Zhang Han reminded.

The child's appetite is relatively small. He has already eaten a piece of red sausage and is eating some fruit, and he is almost full.

"Got it, I'll just eat two, huh, I'll just eat one." Mengmeng said with a small mouth.

"I don't want to eat fruit,

I want a sausage, Uncle, and I want another one. "Wang Yihan is not outspoken at all, looking directly at Zhang Han and said.

This couldn't help but make Wang Jiawen's face flash with embarrassment. Why did he start asking for food after visiting the door twice? Forget what you told her at home?

So Wang Jiawen gave his daughter a serious look, and said, "Yihan, I'll be eating in a while, so I can't eat now."

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat, hum, then I will eat fruit!" Wang Yihan snorted dissatisfiedly, gave her father a big roll of her eyes, and then ate oranges with Mengmeng.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for Wang Yihan to be a chubby girl. This snack food is very edible.

Seeing the two little guys chattering and playing, Zhang Han smiled and walked back to the kitchen.

But Wang Jiawen was a little dazed, Wang Qiang and Wu Liying had already sat back at the dining table, Wang Yihan was playing with Mengmeng on the sofa, there was nothing wrong with them, whether to sit down or go out to line up.

Fortunately, Zhao Feng on one side is more experienced. Seeing the embarrassment on their faces, Zhao Feng glanced at Zhang Han, thinking that for the parents of Mengmeng's good friend, they don't have to go out and line up like ordinary people, so he looked at Zhang Han. He smiled at the two of them and said, "Sit on the sofa for a while."

"Okay, okay." Wang Jiawen heaved a sigh of relief, and replied with a smile, holding Su Yu's hand and sitting on the side of Wang Yihan on the sofa.

As the chairman of a company, Wang Jiawen is of course very shrewd. He has only been to the restaurant twice, and he can see that the restaurant owner does not like to communicate with people. To be precise, he may not like to talk nonsense with strangers. It's like the kind of person who chats a few times when they meet. This kind of person is not easy to make friends with, but after making friends and getting a relationship, his attitude towards people will change a lot.

This is what Wang Jiawen saw in a short period of time. He wanted to get up and go to the kitchen to chat with Zhang Han for a while, but felt that this was a bit abrupt, so he decided to chat with the little princess to learn about their situation from the side.

"Cough, Yihan, you've already eaten three oranges, so you can't eat any more." Wang Jiawen interjected appropriately, holding Wang Yihan's hand that was big enough for oranges. He glanced at Mengmeng, and said with a smile: "Look at her cute, how beautiful she is, like a princess in a fairy tale, Yihan, you are getting a little fat now, you can't eat too much anymore, you won't be beautiful if you get fat."

"Huh?" Wang Yihan's eyes widened, she was very dissatisfied with being called fat.

"Hi, Yihan is also... not very fat, she is very good-looking and cute, I like her." Mengmeng said solemnly, blinking her big clear eyes, and at the same time was called by her good friend's parents Praise, the little guy is very happy.

"Hmph! She's skinny." Wang Yihan patted Wang Jiawen's leg.

"Haha, it's okay, you're thin." Wang Jiawen touched his daughter's head with a smile, looked at Mengmeng and said, "Mengmeng, your Mandarin is pretty standard, aren't you a local?"

Mengmeng has always spoken standard Mandarin, which is also taught by Zi Yan since she was a child. For Cantonese, the little guy can understand ignorantly, and only knows some Cantonese that is often heard, but Zhang Han, from that special After the western restaurant, everything can be said clearly.

"Eh?" Mengmeng was taken aback for a moment, then pouted her small mouth, stretched out her small palm, pointed to her hair and eyes, and said solemnly: "I am, my hair is black, and my hair is black. The eyes are also black, they are all black, so I am.”

"Then Mengmeng, where were you born?" Su Yu said with a smile.

Her voice is very gentle, making people feel that she is from a scholarly family, but in fact, her father is also in business, and when he got married, he married 50 million yuan as a dowry, which created a good development space for Wang Jiawen.

At this time, after Mengmeng heard the question, her little lips curled up, and she said, "I, I was in SAN DIEGO (San Diego), and I just came back... It's been a few days, come to find my daddy .”

"San Diego?" There was a look of surprise in Wang Jiawen's eyes. It seems that Mr. Zhang and his family are not simple.

He knows San Diego very well and has been there twice. San Diego is a beautiful city located on the Pacific coast of California, North America. It is famous for its warm climate and many beaches, although there are no cities like New York and Washington It is well-known internationally, but it is favored by many rich people in North America and other countries.

"Ah, Mengmeng was born in North America, so she must be very good at English." Su Yu's eyes lit up, and she felt more and more satisfied with Mengmeng.

As a parent, she likes her daughter to have well-educated friends, not some particularly naughty bear children.

"It's okay." Mengmeng said with a giggle.

"Yihan, you and Mengmeng have a few words in English, let your good friend hear what you said." Su Yu laughed.

"Okay." Wang Yihan didn't know how much he weighed, so he said excitedly to Mengmeng: "Hello."

"hey......."

So the two little guys chatted in English, and it turned out... Wang Yihan was still able to hold back when they greeted each other at the beginning. After chatting a few more words, listening to the cute but clear English, she was confused.

"Stop talking, oops, I won't, hehehe." Wang Yihan glanced at Su Yu a little shyly, and then said to Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, you are so good, you can speak so much English."

"Hehehe, you are also amazing." Mengmeng Meimei replied.

They were chatting and interacting on the sidelines, but Wang Jiawen was meditating.

From Mengmeng's words, a series of pictures filled his mind.

Mengmeng was born in San Diego, less than four years old, that is nearly five years, she and her mother went back to Xiangjiang to find Mr. Zhang, could it be that they separated? Feeling broken? Is it the love and resentment of the wealthy? It seems that Mr. Zhang has some background, not simple!

He was thinking wildly for a while, and he couldn't figure out anything, but he just roughly felt something in his head.

Wang Jiawen shook his head with a smile, and threw these thoughts out of his mind, elevating Zhang Han's status a lot in his heart.

On the other side, Zhao Feng sat alone at the dining table, thought for a while, opened Liang Mengqi's WeChat, cleared his throat, and said with a hint of tenderness in his words:

"Hey, Meng Qi, when are you coming? The boss cooked four chickens for dinner today. We are lucky."

After sending it, Zhao Feng stared at the phone screen and waited.

One minute, two minutes...

Five minutes later, Liang Mengqi's voice message replied:

"Hee hee, there's meat to eat, we're on our way, we'll be there in about ten minutes."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, uh...Meng Qi, your voice is very sweet." Zhao Feng said with a smile.

Now that there is no bondage, Zhao Feng's body and mind are completely relaxed. He is not that kind of indifferent person, and he is already thinking about when he can pursue Liang Mengqi.

"What? You mean my usual voice is not sweet?"

After Zhao Feng heard this sentence, his expression was stiff on the spot, and he quickly replied: "No, your voice is also sweet, I like...listening."

"Who cares!"

This time, Liang Mengqi replied in text, and there was a disgusting emoji at the end.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head. He felt that his spring was coming, but Liang Mengqi didn't know if he had a cold for him.

While preparing dinner here, on the other side, in the Xiangjiang South District, where Tang Zhan's headquarters company used to be.

Lao Biao, Meng Wu and two other persons of some status stood in the meeting room. They had already taken over half of Tang Zhan's real assets.

"Tonight!" Lao Biao looked at the hundreds of people in the audience and said loudly with emotion: "The entire southern district belongs to us! All of you here are also veterans who followed us to fight the country. I will protect you from now on." Prosperity and wealth! Money! Status! Beauty! Not one of them is missing!"

"it is good!"

"happy!"

"..."

Everyone in the audience cheered, this feeling is like having a party.