Chapter 203 I only Hate Myself for Not Having a Baby

"Someone will assign tasks to you later." Lao Biao said loudly: "Kuang Qi from Liunan Road, Xu Yong from Shadong Road, and Yue Di from Anxing District are our targets for a while, and the next one is Liuhu District. Gu Chen, take him down, let's go to the last stop, Crescent Bay."

At this time, Meng Wu beside him laughed loudly and said: "Tonight, everyone will not be free. Those who haven't done it for a long time probably have their fucking hands getting rusty? After a while, everyone has good wine and good meat." Waiting, but one thing, no one is allowed to drink a drop of wine! If you find anyone who dares to drink, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Of course!" The bald man next to Meng Wu clapped his hands and said, "I won't drink tonight, that's because we have to drink at the celebration banquet tomorrow morning!"

While talking, a subordinate hurriedly ran in from the side door, and when he came to several people, he said with shortness of breath:

"Boss, I just got the news that Kuang Qi got a batch of weapons, and his subordinates are also in the house. He is afraid that he wants to smash it to death. Yue Di seems to be preparing to escape. The news came from her little wife, and that Xu Yong, then Bringing a large number of people to look for Gu Chen, the two of them partnered with a large number of people."

"Oh?" Lao Biao let out a meaningful smile, and said, "Even if they are called by Yan Wang Laozi today, they will not be able to change the result of their being cleared!"

Although it is said to be cleaning up, it does not mean that there will be a big incident like Tang Zhan's mansion. If it happens like that, there is no way to stop it. Their main purpose is to seize the territory and subdue other rebellious leaders. , Injure their backbone members, as long as the goal can be achieved.

If the incident is not serious, it is easy to suppress it, and they are not without countermeasures. The countermeasures prepared by Lao Biao are enough to flatten the combined forces of other forces in the southern district!

Not to mention how to prepare for the battle here, on the other side, Zhang Han's restaurant.

Zhang Han has already started making cola chicken wings.

Coca-Cola Chicken Wings is a delicacy made with chicken wings and cola as the main ingredients, and seasoned with cooking wine, green onions, ginger, soy sauce, salt, and chicken essence. Cola chicken wings have the characteristics of delicious taste, bright color, tender chicken wings, moderate saltiness and sweetness.

Some of them also said that the cola chicken wings made with Pepsi will be sweeter, while those made with Coca-Cola are moderately sweet.

Zhang Han also blanched the chicken wings in water for two minutes to remove impurities.

Pour off the water, put a little oil into the pot, put the chicken wings in it, fry for one minute, pour in a can of cola, add ginger slices and shallots, a little dark soy sauce and light soy sauce, bring the water to a boil on high heat, then turn to medium heat stew.

Although chicken wings are also the meat of native chickens,

But it is relatively easy to cook, about ten minutes, the soup is thick, when there is a little left, open the lid of the pot, add a little heavenly fragrance powder, stir fry a few times, and a delicious cola chicken wing comes out of the pot.

Coca-Cola Chicken Wings is Zhang Han's last dish, and he has also made Braised Eggplant and Scrambled Cucumber before.

After the food was ready, Zhao Feng first served a large portion of the food and brought it to the round dining table.

This scene was seen by Liang Mengqi, which made her feel that Zhao Feng was really a waiter here. Anyway, it is good to leave the chaotic underground forces.

When it was time to eat, Wang Jiawen and Su Yu were a little embarrassed again.

The host didn't speak, and they were too embarrassed to take the initiative to eat! Moreover, there are rules in this restaurant. There is only one membership card per person. After all, they still have to queue outside if they want to eat normally.

Two adults, a son of a former minister, a true second-generation red, and a daughter of a wealthy family, a true second-generation rich, are restless and anxious in this restaurant of more than 100 square meters. It is estimated that many people will feel astonished when they talk about it in their circle of friends.

But fortunately, this little chubby girl Wang Yihan, fortunately, she and Mengmeng have become acquainted, and they will eventually gain the glory of their own daughter.

Seeing that the food was ready, Mengmeng climbed down from the sofa. Seeing that neither Wang Jiawen nor Su Yu had moved, the little guy was stunned for a while, then looked at Zhang Han, and asked in a milky voice:

"Papa, um...well, can Yihan's Papa and Mama have dinner with us?"

"Yes." Seeing Mengmeng's big shining eyes, Zhang Han nodded in agreement. After saying a word, he looked at Wang Jiawen, smiled, and said, "Come and eat together."

"Oh, yes, thank you."

Wang Jiawen was a little flattered at this time, and hurriedly stood up to thank him.

Although he only came twice, in this short period of time, under the influence of subtle influences, Wang Jiawen also felt what kind of treatment it was to be able to sit at that round dining table for dinner. I'm so excited to be here at a star-rated restaurant.

And the envious eyes of those non-member diners also reminded him that eating at the round table is a kind of honor, and more importantly...they can eat the boss's delicious food! They don't have members, and they have a daughter who has a good relationship with the little princess of the restaurant, so they can eat. This... only hates that they don't have a baby!

What's more interesting is that the couple who ate at the outermost table looked at each other. They didn't want children, but now they had a desire to go back and make children.

We can't afford membership, but children can still be born!

It's just that they are just thinking about it in their hearts. Although children can be born, they are also divided into poor and rich. They are going to be rich, but they still plan to save some money after two years of struggle!

Wang Jiawen was sitting on the dining table, and when he was about to move his chopsticks, he hesitated, looked at Zhang Han, and said:

"Mr. Zhang, do you like to drink?"

"Forget it." Zhang Han nodded.

As for wine, Zhang Han used to like to drink red wine, and he always drank expensive Remy Martin or Lafite wherever he went. Later, when his life was at a low point for five years, Zhang Han liked to drink baijiu, which was more important than red wine. It was easy to get drunk, but later, when he came to the world of cultivating immortals, he tasted Qiongji Xianjiu and felt that those were the real wines.

"I also like to drink, but I don't usually drink much." Wang Jiawen said with a smile while picking up a piece of chicken: "I have two bottles of the 82-year-old Lafite, which I will bring with me next time I come. Have a drink with Mr. Zhang."

"Yeah." Zhang Han hummed directly, and said casually: "I have some beer here, do you want some?"

"Okay! Have a drink." Wang Jiawen's eyes lit up.

Generally, if you just have a serious meal, the chat will not be very lively, but after drinking, the conversation will naturally increase. This is also some of the principles of talking about feelings at the wine table, just like company personnel going to work or seeking cooperation. , it is always necessary to "talk about feelings" at the wine table first, and if the talk is good, the business will naturally be much easier to talk about.

It’s like some news in the past. A person with no academic qualifications works, because he can drink so much, he is valued by the company’s senior management, and his status has been directly improved a lot. In a word, although wine is good, drinking less will make you happy, but drinking too much will hurt your health.

Zhang Han went to the refrigerator on the side of the kitchen and took four cans of beer. After Zhao Feng saw this, he couldn't help but look at Liang Mengqi and asked, "Mengqi, do you want some beer too?"

"I don't drink." Liang Mengqi shook her head.

"I'll drink if she doesn't drink, Zhao Feng, ask the boss if we can have some wine too." Yu Qingqing said while gnawing on the meat.

"Okay." Zhao Feng nodded, got up and walked quickly to Zhang Han, and asked, "Boss, can we have some wine?"

"Ok."

Zhao Feng smiled, and took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator.

After Zhang Han returned to the dining table, Wang Jiawen picked up his tableware, glanced at Su Yu, and said with a smile, "I'll go have a drink with Mr. Zhang."

"Go, go, look at your gluttony." Su Yu gave him a white look.

Wang Jiawen walked to Zhang Han's right chair with a smile, took the beer after sitting down, quickly opened one and handed it to Zhang Han to show respect, then opened it for himself, touched Zhang Han, and said:

"Thank you Mr. Zhang for your hospitality."

This sentence made Zhang Han amused. The dinner was originally prepared for Mengmeng, so why talk about entertainment.

But if he thought about it this way, he would be happy with himself. Zhang Han chuckled and took a sip with him.

"Mr. Zhang's cooking, I really can't say, it's definitely this." Wang Jiawen gave a thumbs up while speaking, and then said with a smile: "I have also tasted Wang Long's cooking a few times, and I thought it was already a culinary skill. The pinnacle of the world, but now it seems that there are still people outside the people!"

"Hmm, my papa is the best." Mengmeng finally gnawed a chicken wing, and took the time to say it.

Listening to other people's praise of Papa, the little guy is full of pride every time.

"Mengmeng, eat quickly, the chicken wings are delicious." Wang Yihan thoughtfully took a chicken wing and handed it to Mengmeng.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jiawen couldn't help laughing.

A dinner ends in a happy atmosphere.

After dinner, Zhao Feng cleaned up the restaurant, said hello and left. Today's rented house is down, and it's in a high-rise building in a community not far from the restaurant, so it's very convenient to go back and forth.

It was Wang Yihan, who played with Mengmeng in the restaurant until nearly ten o'clock. Seeing that the two elders were a little sleepy, Su Yu looked at Wang Yihan helplessly and said, "Yihan, we are going home, next time I will come to see Mengmeng Are you playing well?"

"Not good." Wang Yihan answered inexplicably.

This made Wang Jiawen's expression a little stiff.

"Yihan, you see, grandpa and grandma are very sleepy, shall we stop here today? Otherwise, grandpa and grandma won't bring you here next time." Wang Jiawen said with a smile, but there was still a glint in his eyes. There is no doubt about the stock.

"Hmph! I haven't played enough, stinky daddy!" Wang Yihan hugged her arms together, looking very angry.

Mengmeng pouted at the side, thought for a while, and was afraid that they would really not bring Wang Yihan over to play, so she said with some reluctance:

"Then, that Yihan, you should go back, or you won't be able to come next time."

"No way, they won't bring me here, I'll come by myself!" Wang Yihan said unambiguously.

Her small appearance made Wang Jiawen dumbfounded, but he still lowered his voice, showed his father's majesty, and said, "Wang Yihan, are you disobedient?"

As soon as he puts on airs, Wang Yihan also has a move! When she pursed her mouth and wrinkled her face, she was about to cry.