Chapter Seventy-Four: A Manager Who Wants to Change Jobs

"Yes, it's really possible, but if that's the case, it's a bit too bloody, right?" Zhao Dahu patted his leg and said.

"Indeed, the boss is indeed not like an ordinary person, have you ever seen an ordinary person who doesn't even look at the money when everyone pays? He is definitely a child of a big family!" Yu Qingqing's eyes gradually lit up, and he said, "Wow, it must be like this, the boss gave up fame and fortune for love, gave up the identity of the family, and came out alone to be with the boss lady, wow, so romantic, so touching!"

As everyone knows, Yu Qingqing's words made Liang Mengqi feel uncomfortable, she glanced at Yu Qingqing angrily, and said, "Okay, aren't you tired of talking so much?"

"Forehead......" Yu Qingqing reacted, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said: "Mengqi, there is no handsome guy anywhere in the world, since the boss has a famous grass, then let's change the goal, there are not many handsome guys, cough, I see that this Zhao Feng around me is not bad." ā€

Yu Qingqing's sudden words made Zhao Feng's body tense instantly, his expression was very calm, but his body was upright without a trace.

"Yes, then you can stay with him!Hmph! Don't talk nonsense, wait for dinner!" Liang Mengqi was a little sullen.

The good mood was all ruined by this news, Liang Mengqi pouted, slightly distracted.

Even when the meal was ready, Liang Mengqi still got up to serve the meal under Yu Qingqing's reminder, and the complicated emotions in her heart can be imagined.

This is just a small episode, and people are eating normally.

After Zhang Han and Mengmeng finished eating, they hugged Mengmeng to the sofa to watch cartoons as usual.

As soon as the TV was turned on, a good-looking, black-haired, white-shirted and tie-wearing blazer, white shirt and tie, and a man from a shopping mall elite walked in.

This person's eyes are red and swollen, and his face is slightly pale, he is Sun Dongheng.

"Boss, can I pack four meals? My parents are busy and can't come here, so I want to bring them to eat. Sun Dongheng's voice was hoarse, and his mental state was very bad.

"Yes. Zhang Han nodded.

"Thank you boss, by the way, this is a gift from my dad to Mengmeng. Sun Dongheng picked up the bag in his hand, his eyes were slightly red, and said: "I had dinner here yesterday, my family is very happy, and my relationship with my dad is also good, thank you boss, if it weren't for the reason for eating here, my dad and I don't know when we will reconcile, thank you, thank you." ā€

If it weren't for eating here, if it wasn't for Sun Ming's love and son's confession, if it wasn't for his grandmother telling him the secret hidden in his heart, then Sun Dongheng felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life, and during this time, he would let his father see his transformation and feel his love.

"Hmm..... What kind of gift is it?" Meng Meng looked at the bag with big clear eyes, and it seemed that it was her favorite toy inside.

"It's a RC car and RC plane. Sun Dongheng grinned and leaked a smile that was not good-looking.

"Well, you're welcome, let's go serve the meal. Zhang Han took the gift and handed it to Meng Meng, who was full of joy.

Sun Dongheng nodded and turned to serve the meal.

"Thank you, little brother......" When Sun Dongheng left, he waved his little arm at him with a cute smile.

"Baba, Meng Meng wants to play with remote control cars. Mengmeng said a little anxiously.

"Daddy put the battery on. Zhang Han turned on the remote control car and installed the battery of the car and the battery of the remote control.

Once you've got it done, hand the remote control to Meng Meng.

"Didi...... Hmm..... Be careful, I—I'm going to turn......"

In Yunyin Garden, Meng Meng is very proficient in playing remote control cars, but when she receives new toys, Meng Meng is still very happy.

After playing for a while, the restaurant will end in the morning.

Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing, and Zhao Dahu said hello and left as usual, while Zhao Feng sat on a chair and quietly waited for Zhang Han who was playing with Mengmeng.

Half an hour later, Zhang Han got up and walked in front of Zhao Feng, and without waiting for Zhang Han to ask, Zhao Feng spoke:

"I asked about the fish fry, according to what the boss said, there are both freshwater fish and saltwater fish, my friend made a specific plan for me, and the fish fry and shrimp fry are also reserved, and they can be ready to be sent to the mountain tomorrow." ā€

"Oh, so fast?" Zhang Han was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Feng's work efficiency to be so good.

"Of course, I will naturally do my best to do things for the boss, who makes me a foodie. Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Hmm. Zhang Han smiled slightly, and suddenly looked out the window: "The car has arrived." ā€

"What car?" Zhao Feng turned his head a little puzzled, glanced at it, and finally fixed on the car that was slowly parked in the parking space in front of the restaurant.

"Modified pandas?"

Zhao Feng could see at a glance that this car was modified, the front face of the car was more like a panda, the front cover of the car painted a lying red panda, the body of the car was crystal white, the two inverted mirrors were black, the shape was fine-tuned, like panda ears, and the tires of the car were emerald green cylinders, like bamboo.

But overall, the appearance looks more cute and beautiful than the previous one, and there is nothing too special, simple, clean, and cute are the characteristics of the appearance.

It's just that if you don't enter the car, you will definitely not be able to find the luxury configuration inside.

The car was parked, and a middle-aged man walked from inside, this person was the technical master who talked to Zhang Han before, and the tip was in place, and the car was modified overnight and sent it over in person.

"Mr. Zhang. After the technician came in, he smiled enthusiastically, handed over the document bag in his hand, and said: "Here are all the documents of this car, this is the car key, Mr. Zhang, you go and check it, there is no problem I will go back to hand over the work." ā€

"No need to check, you can go back. Zhang Han waved his hand casually.

"Okay sir, then I'll take my leave, if there is any problem with the car, you can contact me at any time. The technical master said politely, and then turned to leave.

"Boss, why did you buy a panda?" Zhao Feng said with some puzzlement: "I think that with the value of the boss, at least a luxury car is required." ā€

"Because Meng Meng likes it. Zhang Han replied lightly.

Zhao Feng's expression paused, shook his head slightly, and said, "Boss, you really didn't say anything to Mengmeng, aren't you afraid of spoiling her like this?"

"What if you're spoiled?" Zhang Han smiled.

One sentence made Zhao Feng not know what to say, and he only had admiration and admiration in his heart.

"Get someone to help me get that Wrangler back. Zhang Han pointed to the Jeep Wrangler who had been driving for a few days.

"I'll send it, I don't have anything to do, where can I send it?" Zhao Feng got up and asked.

"The rental contract is on the car, and the specific address is on it. Zhang Han handed over the car keys as he spoke.

"Okay. ā€

Zhao Feng took the car keys and turned to leave.

About an hour later, Zhao Feng returned by taxi and chatted with Zhang Han for a while, and the time came to noon.

For lunch, as usual, there were more and more people in line, which also attracted the attention of people at the surrounding restaurants, who couldn't understand why this cute casual restaurant was so popular.

I must be envious in my heart, but there is nothing I can do about catering, after all, they can't interfere with the choices of diners.

At lunch, Sun Dongheng came over to pack four meals again, and Liang Mengqi's mood was also eased, talking and laughing with Zhang Hanyou.

Since she has a family, she will definitely not act as a junior, and will hide the likes in her heart.

In the afternoon, Zhang Han took Mengmeng to Xinyue Mountain, today not only Zhang Li came over, Ziyan is also going to return, no matter for whom, Zhang Han plans to cook a decent home-cooked meal.

Zhang Han was very direct, grabbed two hens, picked beans, potatoes, eggplant, cucumbers, chives and peppers.

Ready to make chicken stewed potatoes, roasted eggplant with beans, fried peppers with eggs, and pulled cucumbers.

Of course, the two chickens are the main dish, and the others are equivalent to side dishes, and Zhang Han has no doubt about how delicious the chicken in Crescent Mountain will be.

If you change to the usual feed broiler, then it is enough to make one, because although the chicken tastes good, it will not be fascinating.

However, how can the chickens of Xinyue Mountain be ordinary? Not to mention the local chickens that have drunk pure yang water.

The taste is undoubted, so Zhang Han took two chickens, and in addition to himself and Mengmeng, the people who ate at night also included Ziyan, Zhang Li, and maybe Zhou Fei would also come over, in this way, four adults and one child, one chicken is definitely not enough.

Back at the restaurant, Mengmeng sat on the sofa playing with a remote control car, and Zhang Han carried the two live chickens that crashed into the bag to the Sichuan spicy restaurant next door.

"Oh, boss, why are you here? Hurry up, please come in, please come in. ā€

After the manager saw Zhang Han coming, his body moved, and he hurriedly rushed to the door, and personally welcomed Zhang Han in.

"Boss, ...... are you" The manager looked at the bag in Zhang Han's hand.

"Can you clean up the chickens? I have two live chickens that I want to clean up. Zhang Han raised the bag in his hand.

"Yes, leave it to me. The manager smiled and nodded, took the bag from Zhang Han's hand, handed it to Xiaomei, and said, "Go and let the kitchen clean up, be sure to be clean." ā€

"Good. Xiaomei glanced at Zhang Han a few times in a strange way, and walked to the back kitchen with the bag.

"How much?" asked Zhang Han as he took out his wallet.

"Hey, clean up the two chickens, isn't this a gesture! Boss, how can I be embarrassed to collect money, if you are embarrassed, that ......" The manager was a little embarrassed, looked around a few times, leaned in front of Zhang Han, and whispered: "What do you think of me?" Why don't I go to your restaurant as a reception manager?"

Zhang Han couldn't help but chuckle twice when he heard this.

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