Chapter 57: Cleanliness Like Him

Song Jinzhi was stunned, "Is there such a dish?" ”

"Yes!" The waiter answered on the sidelines.

Song Xiangwan looked at it with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the gaze was faint, with a hint of impatience.

The uncle's family has a lot of complaints, but it's hard to say anything.

On the contrary, Mo Zhengyan smiled, his slender fingers pinched the edge of the teacup, and smiled sideways, "The July niece is so thin, I can't see it, it turns out that she likes to eat meat." ”

Song Qiyue was also drinking tea, and she smiled, "I love meat, not vegetarian." ”

"I love meat, it's good." He answered.

However, Song Qiyue remembered that when they were together before, she also loved meat, and was once teased by him.

He also said: I love meat, it's good.

She wondered: where is it good?

And he said, "It's easy to touch."

This man really, deliberately.

Song Qiyue only smiled silently, and the eldest aunt grabbed something else to talk about.

After that, the dishes were served one by one, and when the dishes were almost ready, the waiter in the private room brought warm towels to everyone one by one to wipe their hands. When the waiter came to Mo Zhengyan's side, Qi Jian behind him suddenly stepped forward, he grabbed in front of the man, picked up the clip, grabbed a handkerchief for him and handed it over silently.

Mo Zhengyan took the hand towel, and he wiped it slowly. Qi Jian took the first piece and put it back, and gave the second piece again.

After Mr. Mo wiped it twice, Qi Jian took the towel and put it down, and retreated silently.

And the waiter came back to his senses.

This move also made everyone present slightly stunned, but no one said anything.

The hand towel has also been used, and the banquet is about to start, and the uncle smiled and said, "Zhengyan, it is rare for you to come to Haicheng, but you have to taste the food here." ”

"Zhengyan, I'll help you." The eldest aunt said enthusiastically on the side.

Song Qiyue's eyes widened, the eldest aunt actually wanted to take the initiative to cook for Mr. Mo, this is simply a special hospitality, but unfortunately, the object is Mr. Mo, this may not work.

"It's so polite, sister-in-law, what's the trouble for you." Mo Zhengyan said with a gentle smile, "It's okay to let my subordinates do such a trivial matter." ”

Song Qiyue sighed, sure enough. Mr. Mo's cleanliness is also special.

"Sangsang." Mo Zhengyan called.

He Sangsang came out in response, she was silent and immediately came to Mo Zhengyan's side, picked up his chopsticks and dishes, put some dishes into the bowl, and then put them in front of him.

Mo Zhengyan tasted it, and he said with a smile, "The taste is really good, let's eat it too." ”

"Mom, uncle is used to the people around him, don't be busy, it's better to order your own family." Song Lianheng found a step for his mother.

"Yes, yes, just feel free." The eldest aunt touched a nail here, so she could only smile and pass the test vaguely.

During the period, we chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

The uncle's family was circling around Mo Zhengyan, and some of the words they were chatting about were polite.

But it can be seen that the uncle treats Mo Zhengyan very kindly, and it can even be said that he is respectful, which probably has something to do with his identity.

The heir of the Mo family, the general manager of Jiuyuan International, has first-class brains, means and abilities, and has the king of the entire business empire.

After a while, the Dongpo meat came up.

He Sangsang has been standing on Mo Zhengyan's side since he was just now, because the Song family is the host, and Mr. Mo is the guest, so every dish will be brought up, and Mr. Mo will move the chopsticks first. In this way, of course, He Sangsang can't leave. She reached out and tapped the turntable and turned the dish in front of Mr. Mo.

Mo Zhengyan raised his hand to signal He Sangsang not to move the chopsticks, but instead touched the turntable and turned the turntable to his side again.

Song Qiyue was eating the shrimp in the bowl with his head down, and suddenly when he looked up, he saw the whole plate of Dongpo meat in front of him.

It turned out that Mo Zhengyan turned the turntable and turned the dish to her.

Mo Zhengyan said, "You ordered." ”