Chapter 202: Cola chicken wings

"Wow! Coke chicken wings! I like to eat it!" Wang Yi blinked and glared, she was very excited to see Zhang Han said.
Zhang Han’s mouth trembled a little, and said helplessly;
If you like to eat, eat a little more.

At the same time, I couldn't help myself, knowing that this snack was coming, then he was taking a few chickens back, eight chicken wings, coughing, seemingly not enough.
"Geisha, you can taste the ham." Meng Meng saw that Wang Yizhen had not moved, so he urged.
The little guy likes the praises of others after eating.
In the bright and shining eyes, Wang Yizhen directly bit a big bite. After the entrance of the red sausage, the taste made Wang Yi’s eyes wide open.
"Wow! It’s delicious....." Wang Yizhen’s ambiguous praise.
I was praised, Meng Meng was very satisfied, and my eyes were laughing.
At this time, Wang Jiawen and several people came in. His hands were carrying two large fruit bags, which contained some very high-grade fruits. There were also two large bags in the hands of Su Yu. A variety of toys.
"Hello Mr. Zhang." Wang Jiawen leaked a radiant smile and said: "Mr. Zhang's cooking is amazing, it is really amazing. After going back, eating other restaurants or home cooking, there is something boring, this is not. The little girl just gave her grandfather a birthday, and she is rushing to come back. It is really troublesome for you."
"Polite." Zhang Han replied with a chuckle.
Sitting on one side, Zhao Feng, after seeing the situation, got up and hurriedly walked over, took over the fruits and toys, and asked Meng Meng: "Do you want to eat fruit?"
"Oh..." Meng Meng thought about it, the milk voice said; "That, eat a small orange, the little one, sweet."

Sucrose orange?
Zhao Feng looked at the fruit bag and found some small oranges. He opened the bag and took out some of the two little guys.
"I am going to eat, you all eat less fruit." Zhang Han reminded him.
The children's appetite is relatively small, they have already eaten a piece of red sausage, and when they eat some fruit, they are almost full.
"Know it, I will eat two, um, I will eat one." Meng Meng said with a small mouth.
"I don't want to eat fruit, I want to eat sausage, uncle, I want to eat another one." Wang Yizhen is no exception, just look at Zhang Han.
This is not to let Wang Jiawen's face flash a slap in the face, twice on the door, how do you start to eat? Forgot to tell her at home?
So Wang Jiawen glanced at his daughter with a dignified look and said: "Geisha, I will eat for a while, and I can't eat now."
"If you don't eat, don't eat, oh, then I will eat fruit!" Wang Yizhen snorted with dissatisfaction, giving the old man a big white eye, and then eating orange with Meng Meng.
It seems that Wang Yizhen is a little fat girl is not unreasonable, this snack goods, very good to eat.
Seeing the two little guys playing and playing, Zhang Han smiled and walked back to the kitchen.
Wang Jiawen was a bit worried, Wang Qiang and Wu Liying had already sat back at the table. Wang Yizhen was playing on the sofa and Meng Meng, and there was nothing between them. They sat down or went out to line up.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng on the side is more sophisticated. When I saw the shackles on their faces, Zhao Feng took a look at Zhang Han and felt that for the parents of Meng Meng’s good friends, they would not have to go out to line up as usual, so he looked I smiled at the two people and said, "You sit on the sofa for a while."
"Good." Wang Jiawen sighed with relief, answered with a smile, and took Su Yu's hand to sit on the side of the sofa.
As the chairman of a company, Wang Jiawen is of course very savvy. He only came to the restaurant twice. He saw that the restaurant owner does not like to communicate with others. It may be that he does not like nonsense and strangers, and his personality is not enthusiastic. Like a person who meets and talks a few words and drinks five, this kind of person is not very easy to pay, but after he has 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 and chat with Zhang Han for a while, but he felt that this was a bit awkward in the past, so he decided to talk to the little princess and look at their situation on the side.
"Cough, geisha, you have eaten three oranges, you can't eat anymore." Wang Jiawen inserted the words appropriately and held Wang Yi's handful of oranges. He glanced at Meng Meng and said with a smile: "You see people sprouting, how beautiful, like a princess in a fairy tale, geisha, you are a little fat now, can't eat too much, fat is not beautiful."
"Ha?" Wang Yizhen’s eyes narrowed. She was very dissatisfied with the fact that she said she was fat.
"Oh, geisha is also .... not very fat, very good looking, very cute, I like her." Meng Meng smashed the clear eyes very serious, and was also a good friend parents Praise, the little guy is very happy.
"Hey! People are thin." Wang Yizhen took a picture on Wang Jiawen's leg.
"Haha, it’s OK, you are thin." Wang Jiawen smiled and touched his daughter’s head and looked at Meng Meng:
It’s very standard to sprout your Mandarin. Are you not a local?

Meng Meng has always been talking about standard Mandarin. This is also the education of Zi Yan from childhood. For Cantonese, the little guy can understand and understand, and only know some Cantonese words that are often heard, but Zhang Han, from that time. After the Western restaurant, everything can be said clearly.
"Amount?" Meng Meng slightly glimpsed, then whispered a small mouth, extended a small palm, pointed to his hair and eyes, a serious saying: "I am, my hair is black, my The eyes are also black, they are all black, I am."
"Where was that cute, where were you born?" Su Yu said Ying Ying.
Her voice is very gentle, so that when she hears it, she feels like a scholarly book. In fact, her father is also a business man. When he got married, he also married 50 million, creating a good development space for Wang Jiawen.
At this time, after Meng Meng heard the question, the little lips curled up and said: "I, I am in SANDIEGO (San Diego), I came back to that..... For a few days, come to me."


San Diego?
Wang Jiawen’s eyes were a bit surprised. It seems that Mr. Zhang’s family is not simple.
He knows very well about San Diego. He has been there twice. San Diego is a beautiful city. It is located in the Pacific coast of California in North America. It is famous for its warm climate and many beaches, although there are no cities like New York and Warwick. It is famous in the world, but it is favored by many rich people in North America and other countries.
"Yeah, Meng Meng was born in North America, that English must be very powerful." Su Yu's eyes lit up, and my heart was more and more satisfied with Meng Meng.
As a parent, she likes her daughter to give some well-educated friends instead of some particularly mischievous bear children.
"It's okay." Meng Meng laughed and said.
"Geisha, you and Meng Meng say a few words in English, let your good friends listen to what you said." Su Yu laughed.
"Okay." Wang Yizhen did not know how many pounds he had, and he said to the Meng Meng: "hello."
"hey......."
So the two little guys chatted in English, and the result..... At the beginning, Wang Yizhen was able to stand up and talk a little more. Listening to the cute but clear English, she was circled.
"Don't say it, oh, I won't, oh." Wang Yizhen looked at Su Yu with a bit of awkwardness, and then said to Meng Meng: "You are so cute, you can say so much English."
"Giggle, you are also amazing." Meng Mengmei's answer.
They chatted and interacted with each other, but Wang Jiawen was sinking.
From the words of Meng Meng, his mind filled a series of pictures.
Meng Meng was born in San Diego, less than four years old, that is nearly five years, she and her mother returned to Xiangjiang to find Mr. Zhang, are they separated? Feelings are broken? Is it a feminine affair? It seems that Mr. Zhang has some origins, it is not simple!
For a moment of cranky thoughts, he also didn't want to understand anything, but he almost felt something brain-filled.
Wang Jiawen shook his head with a smile and threw these thoughts out of his mind. In his heart, Zhang Han’s status was raised a lot.
On the other side, Zhao Feng sat alone at the table and thought about it. He opened the WeChat of Liang Mengqi and cleared it. There was a gentle saying in the words:
"Cough, Meng Qi, when are you coming? Today's dinner boss has made four chickens, we have a good fortune."
Sending in the past, Zhao Feng stared at the phone screen and waited.
One minute, two minutes...
Five minutes later, Liang Mengqi’s voice message replies:
"Hey, there is meat to eat, we are on the road, it will take about ten minutes."
"Well, then I am waiting for you, the amount... Meng Qi, your voice is very sweet." Zhao Feng smiled and said.
Now that there is no tie, Zhao Feng’s body and mind have completely relaxed. He is not the kind of indifferent person. He is already thinking about when he can pursue Liang Mengqi.
"What? You mean that my usual voice is not sweet?"
After listening to this sentence, Zhao Feng’s expression was stiff on the spot. He hurriedly replied:
No, your usual voice is sweet, I like... listen.

"Who is rare!"
This time, Liang Mengqi replied to the text, and at the end there was a very disgusting expression.
Zhao Feng smiled and shook his head. He felt that his spring was coming, but Liang Mengqi didn't know if he didn't feel cold about him.
While preparing dinner here, at the other end, the Xiangjiang South District was once in the headquarters of the Tang War.
Laojiao and Meng Wu and two other people with some identities stood in the conference room. They have taken over the unmoved assets of the Tang War.
"Tonight!" Laojiao looked at hundreds of people in the audience. He said with a loud voice: "The whole southern district is ours! Everyone here is also a veteran who plays with us. I will protect you later." Ronghua is rich! Money! Status! Beauty! One can't be less!"
"it is good!"
"happy!"
"..."
The people in the audience cheered, and it felt like a party.