When bringing the two to a table for two, the hostess handed over to the restaurant waiter who greeted her, and then looked at Mingquan and Sun Xiyan, "Sir, Miss, my service will be taken over by this lady next, I wish you two a happy meal in our restaurant!" After saying that, the young lady bowed deeply, took two steps back, and then turned and walked to the door.

Sun Xiyan and Mingquan glanced at each other, and then looked at the back of Miss Yingbin in unison.

"This kind of service ......," Sun Xiyan looked back at Mingquan.

"Xiyan, go out more to strengthen yourself." Mingquan said with a smile.

During this meal, the two of them really experienced what "being at home" and "service" are in this restaurant......

After the meal, on the way back to the hotel, the two kept sighing, no wonder the business of this restaurant is so good!

"Xiyan, our Chinese restaurant, especially the one next to the industrial park, must continue to broaden the connotation of service, catering is the ...... of detail management and service," Mingquan said as he walked.

"Mingquan, this meal has really taught me a lot and realized a lot. In many cases, the quality and method of service determine the success or failure of this restaurant, and even if your dishes are distinctive, the service will not be able to keep up......" Sun Xiyan nodded and said.

"Hee-yeon, your understanding is good, I'm optimistic about you, haha." Mingquan smiled and hugged Sun Xiyan.

Back at the hotel, the two of them seemed a little impatient, but just when Mingquan was about to enter, the eldest brother on the table rang, the phone ringing at this time did affect the mood, Mingquan didn't want to pay attention to it at all, he was now ready to send it, so what if he had the mood and time to answer the phone?

"Mingquan, go answer the phone, right?" Sun Xiyan hugged Mingquan and kissed Mingquan lightly on the cheek as she spoke.

Mingquan reluctantly turned over and picked up the phone, and when he looked at the number, Mingquan knew that it was Sandora calling.

"Mingquan, what are you doing? Only now do you answer the phone. Shandora's disgruntled voice came over the phone.

Mingquan glanced back at Sun Xiyan on the bed and walked to the window.

"Sandora, I'm doing business in Changjiang, and I'll talk about it when I come back tomorrow." Mingquan said softly.

"Okay!" Shandora still understands Mingquan very well, and she is also convinced of Mingquan, and when she heard Mingquan's words, she had no choice but to say helplessly.

After hanging up the phone, Mingquan returned to the bed and hugged Sun Xiyan from behind.

"Mingquan, I love you......" Sun Xiyan turned around and kissed Mingquan's face......

But at this moment, the phone on the table rang again, Mingquan turned his head and glanced at the phone, very helpless, looked at Sun Xiyan and smiled apologetically, and then got up and picked up the phone.

After answering, Mingquan's head buzzed.

Li Ziqiao's voice came from the phone, "Mingquan, have you arrived in Changjiang?" ”

Li Ziqiao's words made Mingquan feel excited, and suddenly remembered that when he was downstairs in Li Ziqiao last night, he made an appointment to have dinner with her tonight, who knew that he had forgotten all about this stubble.

"Ziqiao, I just came out of Kuang's hometown, and I have to go to several other leaders!" Mingquan felt ashamed when he said this......

"Hmm." On the phone, Li Ziqiao snorted, "Mingquan, work first, I'm fine." Li Ziqiao comforted Mingquan on the phone, which made Mingquan feel even more sorry, and he didn't know what to say when he held the phone.

"Mingquan, I'm really fine." On the other end of the phone, it is estimated that Li Ziqiao thought that Mingquan was indeed very busy with work, and said.

"Ziqiao, where are you now?" Mingquan asked.

"I'm at home, thinking that you didn't call me, I guess you're busy, so I'll give you a call now, by the way, are things going well?" After Li Ziqiao finished speaking, he immediately said, "Forget it, don't delay you to do business, go back to the Southern Regions and talk again!" With that, he hung up.

Hearing the busy sound coming from the microphone, Mingquan was a little overwhelmed......

Seeing where Mingquan was now, Sun Xiyan got up and came over and hugged Mingquan from behind.

"Mingquan, are you alright?" Sun Xiyan put her face on Mingquan's back and whispered.

"Hmm." Mingquan turned around and hugged Sun Xiyan, "It's okay." Mingquan smiled, and there was some bitterness in his smile.

"Mingquan, you have something to do first, don't worry about me!" Sun Xiyan looked up at Mingquan. Looking at Sun Xiyan's empathetic gaze, Mingquan was a little moved, hugged Sun Xiyan, kissed Sun Xiyan's cherry mouth, and then went all the way down......

"Mingquan, oh oh oh......" Sun Xiyan let out a pleasant ......

This night, although Sun Xiyan was a little jerky, with the guidance of Mingquan, a veteran, the house was full of spring......

The next morning, when Mingquan woke up, he saw Sun Xiyan sitting on a stool next to him, looking at him intently.

"Hee-yeon, you didn't sleep?" Mingquan propped himself up and looked at Sun Xiyan.

"Mingquan, I like to see you sleeping." Sun Xiyan said with a smile.

"Xiyan, Mingquan opened the quilt and was about to get up, but suddenly found a cloud of red ...... on the sheets" Mingquan found himself dazzled, rubbed his eyes, then lowered his head and looked at Sun Xiyan carefully, and couldn't help but raise his head and look at Sun Xiyan with wide eyes, "Xiyan, this is ......" Mingquan pointed to the red on the bed and looked at Sun Xiyan.

Sun Xiyan smiled faintly and did not speak.

Isn't it the legendary widow? How so? Mingquan looked at Sun Xiyan puzzled.

"Mingquan, do you want to hear my story?" Sun Xiyan said lightly.

Mingquan didn't say anything, but got up and hugged Sun Xiyan's shoulders, "Xiyan, I don't care about the past, I just know that I will make you happy in this life!" "Everyone has an unbearable past, and every memory is like revealing a scar, so Mingquan looked at Sun Xiyan with a calm gaze.

"You know, in the 40s, my grandfather used to cook for a big warlord, and in the 60s, my grandfather was naturally the target of criticism, and my grandfather was often dragged to parade through the streets." Sun Xiyan snuggled in Mingquan's arms and whispered, "My father used to be in the canteen of the agency, making a good dish, many leaders like to eat the dishes he makes, once, a big leader came to inspect, ate my father's dishes at noon, full of praise, personally met my grandfather......

"The big leader later transferred my father to his side, and in this way, my father and the big leader also became familiar with each other, and when he was fine, the big leader would always talk to my father about cooking. Later, my grandfather couldn't get out of bed because he was criticized, so my father stayed at home to take care of my grandfather, and only rushed to work when my grandfather was almost well. Sun Xiyan paused and looked at Mingquan.